Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

In the control room, the programmers' fingers sparked as they typed on their keyboards.

They had never seen anything like this in their lives.

This isn't a vote; it's an online outpouring of emotions.

The live stream chat had completely obscured the screen.

[Don't stop me, I'm going to smash my phone to pieces! Xu Qing has to be the champion!]

Who just said Xu Qing was no good? Come out and take your punishment!

[I threw away the bunch of cilantro I just bought because of this song. I'll never eat that stuff again in my life.]

[To the person who said their Converse shoelaces were impossible to untie, you owe me tears! I cried through a whole pack of tissues I just bought.]

[Xu Qing, can you please stop being so calm? Please, just cry. It hurts me more to see you like this.]

The online trending topics list completely crashed at that moment.

Xu Qing occupied all ten spots.

Each entry is followed by a black and red "爆" (explosive) character.

These topics are generating a lot of buzz.

Those celebrities who usually buy trending topics have remained silent.

They all withdrew their promotional materials.

In the face of this level of genuine emotion, no amount of marketing is meaningful.

In the backstage lounge.

Zhou Yan slumped into the director's chair.

The thermos in front of him fell to the ground.

The tea inside had spilled all over the floor.

Zhou Yan ignored the water.

He stared at the dramatically different vote count on the monitor.

He felt he had aged a lot.

His meticulously designed competition turned into waste paper.

The challenger singer he invited became a laughing stock.

All his schemes failed.

"Director, the votes have exceeded 100 million."

The assistant director came over to report.

The assistant director's voice was very soft.

Zhou Yan did not speak.

He knew he had lost.

He not only lost control of the game.

His professional career is coming to an end.

He offended someone he shouldn't have.

A madman who shows his soul to the audience.

Xu Qing was standing in the center of the stage at that moment.

He heard the very loud cheers.

He looked at the audience who were shedding tears for him.

His expression remained calm.

This tranquility carries a sense of relief, as if a task has been completed.

He slung the guitar back over his shoulder.

His movements were very gentle.

For him, this song wasn't about winning a championship.

He was holding a funeral for the little fish that died in the past.

As for the living Luo Qianyu sitting below the stage.

That's another story.

"Xu Qing, is there anything you'd like to say to your fans?"

The host handed over the microphone.

The host's eyes were filled with admiration.

Xu Qing remained silent for a while.

He took the microphone.

His voice was a little hoarse.

But he spoke very clearly.

"Thank you for your tears."

"But I would prefer you to go back and have a proper meal."

"Remember to pick out the vegetables you don't like."

The audience was stunned.

Then bursts of laughter mixed with tears erupted.

This is very much in line with Xu Qing's style.

This kind of cool humor, tinged with the mundane details of life, is incredibly effective.

"So, I hereby announce the final vote count for the 'Rising Star' semi-finals: —"

The host raised his voice.

His voice was very shrill.

"One hundred and twenty-eight million votes!"

"First place, Xu Qing!"

Golden ribbons fell from the sky.

These ribbons covered the entire stage space.

Wang Dazhu, Li Ergou, and Zhang Tiedan rushed out from backstage.

The three men cried very hard.

They surrounded Xu Qing directly.

They seem to have a very protective instinct.

Wang Dazhu cried while wiping his nose.

His hand brushed against Xu Qing's white shirt.

"Brother Qing, we won!"

"We don't need to go and brag about funerals anymore!"

Xu Qing patted Wang Dazhu on the shoulder.

A faint smile finally appeared on his lips.

"Brother Dazhu, from now on your suona will be used for happy occasions."

offstage.

Luo Tianxiong sat in the VIP seats.

He was turning those two very expensive walnuts in his hand.

He looked at his son-in-law on the stage.

He turned to speak to the housekeeper, Old Zhang.

"This kid has more guts than I did back then."

Old Zhang responded with his head down.

"That's right, young master's voice is born for this."

Luo Tianxiong snorted.

"Is that what you do?"

"They risked their lives."

Luo Tianxiong stood up.

He straightened his Tang suit.

"Go, buy up the remaining companies of Star Emperor Entertainment."

"I'm going to give this to the kid as a victory gift tomorrow."

"Yes, sir."

Old Zhang immediately went to take care of it.

At this moment, Luo Qianyu had already stood up.

She didn't care about her diva image anymore.

She ran straight from the judges' panel to the backstage corridor.

She knew Xu Qing would leave after receiving the award.

Xu Qing is the kind of person who never cares about the vanity of being in the spotlight.

The lights in the backstage corridor were a bit dim.

Xu Qing was carrying a guitar.

He declined all media interviews.

He walked alone to the parking lot.

"Xu Qing!"

Luo Qianyu called his name from behind.

Xu Qing stopped in her tracks.

He didn't turn around.

"We got first place, are you still making braised pork?"

Luo Qianyu ran over.

She stood behind Xu Qing, panting.

She didn't even pick up her sunglasses that fell on the ground.

Xu Qing turned around.

He looked at Luo Qianyu's tear-streaked face.

He looked at those swollen, red peach blossom eyes.

He was silent for a long time.

Luo Qianyu thought he was going to refuse.

"I don't make braised pork."

Xu Qing spoke up.

His voice was cold.

Luo Qianyu's eyes dimmed instantly.

"But I bought pork ribs."

Xu Qing added.

Luo Qianyu was stunned for a moment.

She immediately laughed.

She threw herself into Xu Qing's arms.

"You bad person, you scared me to death!"

Xu Qing let her hug him.

His hand was suspended in the air.

He hesitated for a moment.

In the end, his hand landed on Luo Qianyu's back.

"Be gentle, the guitar isn't down yet."

"I won't let go!"

"You'll never be able to let me go in this lifetime!"

"Let's go home."

Xu Qing pushed open the fire door in the corridor.

Outside the door was the bright night view of Binhai City.

This is also their absurd new beginning in life.

Wang Dazhu shouted from behind, carrying the trophy.

"Brother Qing, wait for us!"

"We haven't had our victory celebration yet!"

Li Ergou spoke from the side.

"What kind of celebration feast should we have?"

"Didn't you see that Brother Qing wants to go back to have some alone time with his girlfriend?"

"You third wheel!"

"I'm not a third wheel, I'm the drummer!"

Luo Qianyu gripped his clothes tightly.

She gripped it very tightly.

"Xu Qing, I will definitely eat more cilantro from now on."

"No, if you eat that stuff, I'm afraid I won't be able to kiss you."

"You look down on me!"

"Hmm, I'm disgusted."

In the darkness of night, the two people's shadows stretched long.