The Book of All Things: Born for Joy

Li Zichun went straight home after leaving the Huating Entertainment building, with Zhao Qianfan following closely behind without complaint.

Li Zichun had introduced Jiang Yiyi and Zheng Conghu's studios to Zhao Qianfan, both of whom wanted to bring them under their wing. He waved them off, saying, "No interest. If you go, I'll go. I promised to be with you for life, so don't even think about getting rid of me. Also, I'm incredibly good at judging people and situations. Don't even think about going back on your promise of 20% of my earnings every month after I become famous."

Li Zichun smiled and said, "Twenty percent of zero income is zero, you know. Are you sure you still want to follow me?"

Zhao Qianfan hugged him from behind and lifted him up, saying, "I told you you would succeed, and you will. Don't let me down."

The two were playfully bickering, completely unaffected by the "Moon Emperor's Fall" incident. Qi Tong followed closely behind them, trying several times to jump onto Li Zichun's shoulder, but Zhao Qianfan slapped it away each time, shamelessly saying, "This cat is too fat, it needs to exercise more and lose weight."

Seven-Card reluctantly shuffled along like a cat, ugh, that damned possessiveness of that dog of a man.

After leaving Huating Entertainment, things became simple. Li Zichun carefully considered the resources he still had. The terms and conditions of his departure included that the copyrights to all his previously released songs would belong to them, and he would issue a public apology and repost the song. They would then drop all other related liabilities, and they would go their separate ways from then on.

Ha, the way capital operates is truly appalling. But I managed to escape unscathed; aside from losing the song copyrights, I have nothing else to lose.

Li Jiawei was present when the resignation contract was signed. Uncle Qi and Liu Xueqi said they had events to attend and were not in the company, probably because they felt he was no longer of any use to them and didn't even bother to see him one last time.

Li Jiawei looked at Li Zichun as if she had a thousand words to say, while her manager stood by, unable to do anything. Although she was unwilling, she was helpless. The huge breach of contract penalty was beyond what a newcomer like her could bear. Her family was not well-off and she had a lot of people to support, so she couldn't afford to act recklessly.

Li Zichun simply smiled, never glancing at her from beginning to end. Now that he was outnumbered and outmatched, for her sake, it was best to end their relationship there.

This fabricated incident caught everyone off guard from beginning to end. And in this chaotic conclusion, no one emerged as a winner. This incident serves as a reminder to everyone in the entertainment industry: when you have free time, exercise more restraint with your fans, or you never know when disaster might strike.

Having learned from his example, many celebrities have begun to complain and have issued a series of statements condemning obsessive fans. Previously, everyone had turned a blind eye, since these were their fans and they didn't want to cause too much trouble.

But this only emboldened and fueled their arrogance. Soon, bizarre behaviors of obsessive fans and anti-fans were exposed one after another.

Stalking at residences, rear-ending cars, secretly planting listening devices and surveillance cameras, forcibly touching hands and making unwanted physical contact—these are all minor incidents for celebrities accustomed to the limelight. What's truly egregious is that some fans, in their quest to make their idols remember them or even possess them, escalate from verbal abuse and physical assault to spouting nonsense indiscriminately, rushing forward to hug, tear, and forcibly kiss, relentlessly staking out doors at night, harassing them for months under various pretexts, breaking into prestigious homes by climbing buildings and knocking on windows, throwing feces, spreading rumors, threatening and intimidating, standing at their bedside demanding autographs at night, hiding under their beds to spend every night with them, drugging, harassing, and framing them...

Such misdeeds are numerous and varied. Any one of these things would be enough to ignite someone's emotions in an ordinary person, let alone celebrities who live in this environment for a long time.

This is an extremely distorted and perverse circle; the saying "no madness, no life" is never just an empty phrase. People will stop at nothing to satisfy their own desires, gradually losing their moral compass and becoming insanely twisted. However, despite this, unless substantial personal or reputational harm is caused, current laws and regulations are unable to provide them with the punishment they deserve as a deterrent.

At most, they are locked up for ten days or half a month. When they come out, they either become even more vengeful and hold a grudge, or their families have to endure constant harassment from them. In the name of "love," they hurt others and themselves. Their behavior is so perverted that it is terrifying.

The public is beginning to understand why most celebrities insist on buying luxury homes, villas, and upscale neighborhoods—because security there is significantly stricter than in ordinary communities. For their own and their families' personal safety and mental well-being, they grit their teeth and save up to buy them.

As the two walked out of the Huating Entertainment building, they ran into Xing Yiling, who had been waiting outside with two bodyguards for a long time.

Xing Yiling's gaze never left Zhao Qianfan's face from beginning to end, as if she were looking at a long-lost lover, or reminiscing about bygone days. Some moments, once gone, seem truly missed.

Li Zichun stood to the side, so embarrassed he almost coughed up his lungs, his eyes rolling to the sky.

She then glanced at him with displeasure, her brows furrowed with annoyance. "I forgot you were here, you're such an eyesore."

Just as Li Zichun was about to speak, Zhao Qianfan whispered in his ear, "This is Xing Yiling from Dynasty Entertainment."

He nodded in sudden realization and whispered, "You mean that mistress who drove you to quit the entertainment industry after she rejected you? Your wife's best friend?"

His voice wasn't too loud or too soft, but Xing Yiling, her face full of anger, said, "Shut up, and don't pry into my business."

Li Zichun said nonchalantly, "Alright, enough gossip. Let's get down to business. What brings Director Xing to see us?"

Xing Yiling said calmly, "Our boss wants to see you."

Zhao Qianfan patted Li Zichun on the shoulder and said, "You mean Sun Tianxing, the chairman of Dynasty Entertainment? He wants to see us? What's the matter?"

Xing Yiling looked at him speechlessly, then turned to Li Zichun and said, "I'm not seeing you, I'm seeing him, Li Zichun."

Li Zichun looked completely bewildered and asked curiously, "See me? Are you sure you're not mistaken? Can you tell me why?"

Xing Yiling took a deep breath, shook her head and said, "I don't know. I've never been able to figure out what our boss is thinking, otherwise I would have replaced him long ago."

Wow, are all ambitions this openly displayed? I almost messed him up.

Li Zichun nodded and said, "Alright, we're free anyway, take us to see it."

The group got into the car and left. Li Zichun and Zhao Qianfan were sandwiched in the back seat by two bodyguards. He even wondered if he had been kidnapped! He involuntarily squeezed closer to Zhao Qianfan.

Zhao Qianfan didn't care about Xing Yiling's probing gaze in the front seat. He picked him up and put him on his lap, whispering, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. I have a black belt in Taekwondo and I also know Shaolin Kung Fu."

Li Zichun stared at him in astonishment. "My goodness! Who exactly are you? You can sing, you can perform opera, you're elegant in public and skilled in the kitchen, you're handsome, have a great physique, and a wonderful personality. Is there anything in this world that you can't do? Where did this perfect man come from? No wonder Xing Yiling has been so infatuated with him all these years. If such a perfect man leaves a mark on your heart, it's like a white moonlight shining on a spot, something worth keeping forever."

Li Zichun casually chatted with Xing Yiling in the front passenger seat, as if it were a given. This woman was just as alert as he was. Throughout the journey, they hadn't managed to exchange any information. They seemed to be talking to each other, but in reality, they hadn't said anything.

In the end, they were both a little frustrated, so they simply shut up and didn't say anything more.

The car quickly arrived at its destination, and the atmosphere of the entire meeting was eerily unsettling. Neither side uttered a single word; they simply stared at each other, sizing each other up with mutual loathing.

Li Zichun and this music industry mogul stared at each other for half an hour, scrutinizing each other. Zhao Qianfan and Xing Yiling, standing nearby, found it strange. Could these two have hit it off? The world of these big shots is truly incomprehensible.

Finally, Sun Tianxing frowned, waved his hand, and saw the two of them off.

Li Zichun and Zhao Qianfan arrived inexplicably and left just as abruptly. They didn't say a word during the entire meeting, yet it felt like they said everything.

On the way back, Li Zichun touched his face thoughtfully. He seemed to have guessed something, but he wasn't quite sure. But his face was the best proof.

Seeing that he remained silent, Zhao Qianfan quietly accompanied him home and then went back herself.

Before leaving, Li Zichun told him about the next plan, and the two discussed it and then left.

Li Zichun took a deep breath, shook his head, and suppressed all the unrealistic thoughts in his mind. Then he opened Weibo on his phone, forwarded the resignation post from Huating Entertainment, and then posted a farewell tweet: "I am very sorry for wasting public resources during this period. I spent a lot of time understanding the ins and outs of the matter, and therefore missed the best opportunity to communicate with everyone. I am very sorry for the trouble caused to everyone by the extreme behavior of some individual fans. I am truly sorry for not taking on the responsibilities and obligations of a role model. I am very sorry for not understanding and stopping the incident in time, and for not providing them with proper guidance and advice."

Regarding the incident involving the same-account website, I am truly sorry for the impulsive and fanatical behavior of the fans. Before it was shut down, I read many of the articles there, which were very well written, and I hoped to see the end of the story someday. I sincerely apologize to the fans for the harm caused to many authors and groups using the same account, and to all those who were affected and hurt because of me.

At the same time, I would like to take this opportunity to say a few words from my heart to my fans. As a newcomer who has only been in the industry for a few months, I am very grateful that my work has been well-received. I am deeply sorry for failing to fulfill my obligation to provide proper guidance and setting a bad example for everyone. I accept the outcome of all events. Furthermore, I hope everyone can be responsible for their words and actions, both online and in real life, and fully respect everyone's preferences, privacy, and creative freedom. Passion is not wrong, but it cannot be without calm reflection.

Since creating this account, I have never joined any fan groups. Even if I did, I was inexplicably kicked out. I hereby advise all fans to focus on the artist's work and refrain from interfering in the artist's personal life and activities. To prevent similar incidents from happening again, I request all group administrators to disband all fan groups. From now on, anyone without my personal verification and permission will no longer be my fan. If any actions infringe upon your rights, please report them to the police. I believe the laws of the Great Zhou Kingdom will provide a fair and satisfactory response.

Finally, I hope everyone can be more rational and less fanatical. Thank you for all the kind criticism and corrections; I will remember them all.

As a young person, a dreamer pursuing my aspirations in the entertainment industry, I will face all the cold stares and ridicule head-on, and lead by example. I will do more, better, and more right things, and live up to every bit of passion and patience.

May everyone love and lose with grace, and cherish every encounter.

The illustration he used was two handwritten sentences from the Buddhist scripture *Avatamsaka Sutra*:

All Tathagatas of the three times protect and cherish the initial aspiration of Buddhahood.

Like the initial aspiration of a Bodhisattva, it does not change with later aspirations.

These two Buddhist verses are the origin of the famous saying, "Never forget your original intention, and you will achieve your goal."

Although it is said that it is easy to have good intentions at the beginning but difficult to maintain them, Li Zichun still wants to see how far he can go.

After all, he still had the guaranteed survival song "Blue and White Porcelain" that the system had initially given him, and he hadn't used up all the amazing songs in his memory. He refused to believe that he couldn't make a comeback.

Within half an hour of his long post being published, it immediately topped the trending searches. Given his current influence and popularity, it was all just a matter of time.

Next, Li Zichun immediately disabled comment replies, deleted all followers with one click, and self-banned the account.

A popular account with millions of followers suddenly wiped out all its followers with a single click, shocking the entire entertainment industry. Everyone thought he was going to retire, but the account remained, leaving much to the imagination.

Many people know the fault wasn't theirs and still want to follow back, but when they try to follow, it directly shows "The request has been sent to the account backend and can only be followed with the account owner's permission." This means the account is entering a state of personal privatization, which is a specific state of Weibo. All the pictures and videos sent are only for self-display, equivalent to a personal diary, and no one can see them or anyone else's personal information, except for those who have been invited by the account owner to follow.

In other words, this account will no longer be publicly displayed. Within the Great Zhou Dynasty, because registering an account requires identity verification, each person can only have one account. Before this account is cancelled, or before Li Zichun applies to follow him as a fan, no one can know anything about him.