With just a few casual words, I've swept the music scene.

Xu Chen and the music critics hid behind their screens, trembling with fear, and dared not show their faces online. Zhuo Tao, on the other hand, was so angry that he smashed a lot of things.

"You bastard! You're a complete bastard!"

"You won't even let me breathe a sigh of relief, huh?"

"Fine, if you want war, then let's fight! Who's afraid of who?"

"You're great at mainstream music, you're great at pop music, you're great at the lower-tier market, but what about folk songs?"

"I refuse to believe you can still be just as awesome!"

Immediately, Zhuo Tao called a well-known singer: "Chairman Xu, you must help us with this matter no matter what!"

A loud voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Zhuo, what's troubling you so much?"

"It's that newly established Flip Culture! They're outrageous! Just look online, they're completely lawless! Tell me: isn't it a music critic's responsibility to write music reviews? Whether it's Yuting Culture or you, shouldn't you humbly accept music reviews, correct your mistakes, and strive to improve? But Flip Culture is different. Anyone who dares to say there's a problem with their music gets attacked! One of our singers just made a few comments and was attacked by their hired trolls until he had to close his comments and dare not speak up! If this continues, won't the Chinese music scene become Flip Culture's domain? You have to do something about this!"

"This is outrageous!" the person on the other end of the phone exclaimed angrily. "How can the entire music industry be allowed to be manipulated by just one family? Don't worry, Xiao Zhuo, I will definitely take care of this!"

"Thank you so much!" Zhuo Tao said hurriedly. "This 'Flip Culture' started attacking our Yuting Culture as soon as it appeared, just because our CEO Chen isn't in the country!"

"Yuting Culture has made outstanding contributions to my country's music scene. As an old friend of Yuting Culture, I will never allow anyone to smear it!" The person on the other end of the phone spoke with conviction.

Zhuo Tao beamed and quickly thanked him.

“But this will have to wait.” The other party suddenly changed the subject. “I have some things to take care of recently, and I may not have time for a while.”

Zhuo Tao hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Can I help?"

"Isn't it all about the child?" The other person sighed. "The little guy insists on studying at a music academy abroad. You know, he'll be all alone overseas, so he'll need a few people to take care of him, right? And what about arranging decent accommodation? And then there are the monthly expenses. These are all headaches!"

Zhuo Tao understood immediately and hurriedly said, "Why do you need to worry about such a small matter? I'll send someone over to help you right away! Yuting Education will cover all the child's expenses!"

"How could I possibly accept that?" the other person chuckled.

"We're like family!" Zhuo Tao said with a forced smile.

"So, how exactly do you need me to handle this matter?"

"I've already come up with a plan, it's like this..."

The next day, another trending topic went viral online:

Xu Yuanjiang, vice chairman of the National Music Committee of the Chinese Music Association, posted on Weibo, publicly criticizing and challenging the subversion of culture!

Netizens were shocked!

"It's Xu Yuanjiang! Xu Yuanjiang, who has three patriotic songs selected for the Chinese Classical Music Library!"

"What's going on? Why are officials involved?"

"Good heavens, this battle is being fought in such a strange way!"

"These two groups are completely unrelated, aren't they?"

Luo Jun saw the trending topic early in the morning and was taken aback. But then he thought: even the vice chairman of the music association is one of our people. What can you, a mere vice chairman of a committee, do to us?

However, after checking the other person's Weibo, he couldn't help but grin and hurriedly ran to wake Wang Ke up:

"Wake up! Something's happened again!"

Wang Ke rubbed his eyes and sat up, muttering, "Why are there so many problems every day?"

"See for yourself." Luo Jun shoved the phone into Wang Ke's arms.

Wang Ke yawned, picked up his phone, and saw that Xu Yuanjiang had posted a long Weibo post:

"People should always be humble and cautious, because this is a traditional virtue of our Chinese nation! But recently, many young people have become impatient and arrogant. As soon as they achieve a little success, they become arrogant and dare to say that all music critics are trash? This is simply outrageous!"

"This is a matter of character and professional ethics! Without virtue, one cannot stand! Not allowing others to question you, and only allowing yourself to have your own opinion—what are you trying to do? Do you want to be the tyrant of the music industry? Let me tell you, a person without virtue can never be a tyrant!"

"Continuously producing good works to give back to the people is the right path for musicians! You've written a few pop songs and achieved some success, and now you're this arrogant?"

"I'd like to see what you have to be proud of!"

"What is national is also international. When it comes to songs, the most commendable style in China is undoubtedly the folk singing style! Folk music is the mainstream that we should be pursuing!"

"I, Xu, am not very talented, but I have sung a few folk songs that are loved by the masses. Now that I am getting old and busy with committee affairs, I haven't released a new song for almost ten years. Today I solemnly announce: I will release two new songs before National Day as a gift to the motherland and as a way to give back to my fans!"

"@Flip Culture, do you dare to compete with this middle-aged man like me? If not, then apologize to everyone! Apologize for your blind arrogance and disregard for others!"

After reading the entire article, Wang Ke couldn't help but laugh: "This old lamp is quite interesting. At his age, does he really have to ruin his reputation in his later years?"

"Don't let his lower official rank fool you; he's a true powerhouse!" Luo Jun couldn't help but exclaim. "Several of his songs have been included in the Chinese Classics Collection!"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Wang Ke smiled. "We'll deal with whatever comes our way. To be honest, his actions have actually done us a favor."

"Huh?" Luo Jun was stunned.

They messed with us and then helped us?

I just don't understand!

Wang Ke picked up her phone, opened Weibo, and immediately replied:

"@Xu Yuanjiang Since Teacher Xu is interested in challenging our 'Flipping Culture' to a contest, then I, as a junior, must accompany you to the death. Alright, let's have a competition then. You release two songs, and I'll release two songs too. We'll ask Weibo to hold a vote for us, and let the netizens judge which one is better, how about that?"

Xu Yuanjiang immediately replied: "It's a deal! I hope you won't renege on your promise and will sincerely apologize to the music critics and fans! @翻天覆地"

Luo Jun curled his lip: "You talk like he's guaranteed to win!"

But as soon as she turned around, she nervously asked Wang Ke, "Can we win this? Folk singing is unique to China, it's different from pop songs and bel canto, are you sure you can handle it?"