There is no literary work in this world, or any other, that can conquer all people at all times.

  Beethoven, Mozart, Chaplin, Mei Lanfang, Van Gogh, Xu Beihong, Tagore, Langling Xiaoxiao Sheng... are all masters, but even their most famous representative works have many people who dislike them or even hate them.

  So, no matter how good "Farewell" is, people who don't like it will still grab a big handful.

  Especially young people.

  Although more people will still like it very much, and there are not a few people who, even if they don't particularly like it, at least think that this song is of a fairly high level, but it has to be said that, apart from for those professional personnel who make up an extremely small proportion of the population, this "Farewell" is not the kind of work that will make people infatuated with it after just one listen.

  Facing the masses, especially a large number of young people, it takes some time to slowly ferment.

  In contrast, it was obvious that as the director's team invited those singers to perform one after another, this cross-year concert really started to win over a large number of young audiences, and the program's ratings also began to soar.

  However, Tang Xiao, the director of the cross-year concert who received the ratings report, was not worried at all. He knew that this song, as an opening act, had not added color to the show for the time being, but at least it did not annoy young audiences. As time went by, he believed that this song would slowly get its extremely high evaluation, and when that happened, he, as the first promoter in the promotion, would naturally get the evaluation he deserved.

  Around 9 pm, the national ratings of the New Year's Eve concert had already reached 6.8%!

  Although the ratings of 93-94 New Year's Eve concert was at its highest of 7.43% before and after 10 o'clock, there is still a certain gap, but with an hour left, Tang Xiao didn't worry about it at all.

  When the time came to around 9:30, the viewing signal monitored in real-time by satellite began to suddenly jump up, on the basis of the previously steadily rising viewing curve, and suddenly jumped up by about 0.1% or more!

  In the monitoring room, Tang Xiao turned his head to glance at the large TV that had been muted and saw the image of the five girls singing and dancing on the screen. He couldn't help but smile and nod slightly.

  He grabbed a piece of paper from the side, wrote down the real-time data just now, and then patiently watched the curve continue to rise slowly. However, suddenly, that curve was a sudden jump!

  At this moment, in thousands of households across the country, during the special moment of the New Year's Eve concert. I don't know how many young boys and girls grabbed the TV remote control at home and are having their New Year's Eve party. When the song "Sisters Stand Up" appeared, it almost immediately caught the ears of most young people, and afterwards, with the mobile phone signals going back and forth, one by one evaluation was transmitted through text messages and phone calls.

  Finally, the feedback came back, forming a wave of ratings that jumped up on the big screen in the monitoring room of Oriental Star Satellite TV.

  When the second song "Lost Love Frontline Alliance" of Wu Suo's Five Lines was sung, Tang Xiao wrote down a number on paper again.

  Then, with a swoosh. Almost in a straight line, the ratings suddenly jumped up, and before Tang Xiao could react and see what number had just jumped up to, the curve suddenly jumped up again.

  Tang Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly.

  "It seems they really are going to be famous!" he couldn't help but think.

  That's certainly good news!

  In fact, no matter which gala, the so-called strength is one thing, and who can push out popular songs is another. A gala, especially a large-scale gala facing national audiences, must have strong new promotion capabilities to be considered qualified. Only by constantly promoting red newcomers and new songs will you have a higher evaluation in the eyes of the audience until next year. Everyone will subconsciously think that the gala is good and will turn on the TV to listen to one after another good new works.

  Up to now, the Oriental Star New Year's Eve concert has been doing well in this regard, but compared to the Spring Festival Gala, it still lacks some fire - the time points of both parties are really too close. There are good works. Whether it is a singer personally or the company where the singer is located, they naturally want to strive for the Spring Festival Gala, so over the years, the New Year's Eve concert can only pick up the leftovers from the Spring Festival Gala or works that cannot be eaten.

  But anyway, at least there are gains in youth, such as this year's Wuxin Yusu combination!

  Look at the ratings chart, from their first song after debut, it actually shows a linear growth trend, almost every half minute it jumps up sharply!

  Tang Xiao turned his head to look at the TV screen beside him, because the corner of his eyes had already noticed that they seemed to have finished singing and were leaving the stage, so he decisively picked up his pen and wrote down the current real-time ratings.

  The first data is 6.91%, which was shortly after Wu Su's debut in the Five Elements and also before the ratings started to rise.

  The second data is when the second song of Wuxu's album just started playing, at this time, it was already 7.32%.

  The third data is 7.58%, which was already the case when Wusu went offline five lines ago!

  Tang Xiao subconsciously clenched his fists - before 10 o'clock, the data had already exceeded the historical record by 7.43%!

  There's no doubt that the party was a success, and he, as the director, deserves much of the credit!

  Although... That guy may continue to be a director next year?

  Tang Xiao sighed, composed himself, and continued to stare at the viewing curve on the large screen. However, he soon discovered that although the curve was still steadily rising, indicating that the ratings had not yet reached their peak, its rate of ascent had slowed down significantly - it was unclear how many times slower. Only when he looked back at the previous few minutes did he realize that the curve from earlier was almost a straight line.

  On the curved graph that slowly climbs upwards, this section of curve is so striking and shocking!

  There's no doubt that nothing is more persuasive than data!

  They're engaged!

  Tang Xiao put down his paper and pen, let out a sigh of relief, and smiled slowly.

  …………

  It's late at night.

  Zhou Fen remained still for a long time, half-reclined on the sofa.

  Even if a strong wind is rising outside and getting bigger, she still sits there stupidly, completely unconcerned.

  A cracking sound, as if a branch had been snapped off by the strong wind.

  She finally blinked, her eyes gazing emptily outside. Only then did she take a deep breath and gradually come back to life - looking at the sky, she knew it was time for bed again.

  But I'm really not sleepy.

  After some thought, she shrank back into the sofa again.

  Inadvertently, his eyes glanced over the tea table in the dim shadow and caught sight of that large cardboard box.

  She suddenly remembered what Zou Wenhuai said before he left. Anyway, she was bored and went to pick up the remote control, turning on the TV - the TV was usually watched by Wu Ma while doing chores, so the volume was very loud!

  As soon as it was turned on, the sound suddenly came, and in this quiet deep night, it was actually a bit scary, but Zhou Mei only slightly frowned and then directly pressed the mute button.

  She changed channels several times and slowly found Dongfang Star Satellite TV. She shrank into the sofa, silently watching the New Year's Eve concert.

  One goes down, another comes up, anyway they are all familiar faces, their lips open and close, their faces full of smiles, they wave goodbye, they even sing and dance... Zhou Mei's face is calm, coldly watching their quiet performance.

  Then, they changed again... This time it was five people. They were all quite pretty young girls.

  This time it jumped more fiercely than before.

  It seems to be a deliberately choreographed dance move, looking pure and yet sexy.

  Is this probably that little genius group that Lao Zou has been touting?

  As a singer with over 10 years of experience, Zhou Mei knew that they must be singing fast songs just by looking at the extent of their dance moves and the speed at which they opened their mouths. In recent years, it's not like no one has released fast songs in China. On the contrary, there have been many, including dance tracks, but which ones became popular?

  She suddenly felt that she was really bored, and unexpectedly Old Zou slightly teased her, gave her some information, and she actually obediently and subconsciously turned on the TV... Could it be true what he said? Was she really addicted to singing?

  Go sing with your horse!

  His horse's singing is addictive!

  She raised her hand and turned off the power, burying herself in darkness once again.

  It's just that the wind outside the window seems to be getting tighter.

  …………

  It can be seen that Li's father was indeed very happy tonight, a bottle of Xinghua Village old wine, Li Qian and Li's mother each drank less than half a catty, but Li's father himself drank almost half a kilogram!

  The wine's degree is not high, and the taste is soft and mellow, but the more such wines, the stronger the aftertaste!

  Although Li's mother was pressing her mouth to prevent her from talking nonsense, in fact, when Wang Jingluo's parents took the initiative to bring things and show their kindness because of their son, Li's father was still very happy.

  Half a catty of old wine down the hatch, Li Dad's face was red and puffy, although slightly silly-looking, but still okay, didn't show any signs of intoxication. After eating dumplings, Li Mom brewed a pot of tea, and the whole family sat on the sofa watching TV while chatting.

  At this point, Li Qian has used only half a year to write so many works and earn so much money. As his mother said, it's not worse than what the two of them have earned in their lifetime. It can be confirmed that he already has the ability to be economically independent, and economic independence often means independence as a whole person.

  Although Li's father still hopes that Li Qian can study hard and strive to get into a good university, in fact, he is just talking about it. For Li Qian, he no longer intends to force anything.

  So at this time, the father and son sat together chatting, to a certain extent, it felt like they were having an adult conversation after the son grew up. They had an equal and unrestrained exchange - it's worth mentioning that this attitude made Li Dad feel more comfortable.

  Later, the evening began, and the three of them snuggled up on the sofa to watch TV - after watching for about twenty or thirty minutes, Li's father was already in a daze, Li's mother and Li Qian exchanged a glance, smiled, and didn't bother with him. Before long, Li's father leaned back on the sofa and started snoring softly.

  A strong wind is gradually blowing outside, wailing mournfully.

  Li Qian deliberately walked to the window and took a look outside, then came back and whispered to Li's mother: "I think it will really snow tonight!"

  He had just finished speaking, and before Li's mother could respond, his phone suddenly rang. Li's father grunted, blinked his eyes, and woke up - Li Qian smiled, gave Li's mother an apologetic look, then took out his phone.

  The moment he saw the screen, his face showed a hint of surprise, but he quickly smiled. After answering the phone, he left the sofa and laughed, saying: "Hello, Liao Liao sister, why are you calling me at this time?"

  "Liao Liao said on the phone, 'I don't know where you live. After arriving at the airport, I took the airport shuttle bus and it dropped me off in front of a hotel... can you come pick me up?'"

  Li Qian was taken aback, "You're in Jinan?"

  Liao Liao said: "Right!"

  Blinking his eyes, Li Qian said: "Alright, you tell me the name of that hotel. I'll go pick you up!"

  He paused for a moment, and then Liao Liao said the name of a hotel. Li Qian was a bit unfamiliar with it, so he turned his head to ask Li's mother. Before Li's mother could answer, Li's father rubbed his eyes and sat up, telling Li Qian where the hotel was, and asked: "What's wrong?"

  Li Qian said Liao Liao has arrived, and asked me to go pick him up.

  Li's father said: "Then you drive, I can hear the wind is strong outside!"

  Li Qian smiled and shook his head. He said a few words to Liao Liao, telling her to wait, then grabbed his down jacket and headed for the door. After hanging up the phone, he said: "I've had some wine too, I won't drive! I'll take a taxi there and back! Uh... you guys don't have to wait for me, go to bed early, I'll head back tonight anyway!"

  After finishing speaking, he put on his clothes, picked up the key and pushed the door downstairs.

  The wind outside was indeed very strong. As I walked out of the neighborhood, snowflakes began to fall from time to time in the sky.

  Delicate snowflakes were blown all over the sky by the wildly howling wind. But strangely, when Li Qian walked out of the residential area, the wind gradually subsided, and when he waited for a while on the side of the road to hail a taxi, the snow began to fall heavily again.

  The driver skillfully drove the car through several intersections, and in about ten or twenty minutes, he stopped outside the gate of the hotel mentioned by Liao Liao on the phone.

  It was already past 10 o'clock at night, and the wind was strong just now. At this time, there were almost no people on the street, only some neon lights of the hotel's lobby were still flashing in the distance. A long-haired girl stood alone, with a suitcase not far from her feet.

  She looked like she was also wearing thick clothes, but still froze and kept stomping her feet and rubbing her hands.

  Li Qian handed over the money and asked the other party to wait for a moment before opening the door and going down.

  At this time, Liao Liao had already turned around and saw Li Qian, but unexpectedly, when she saw Li Qian, she smiled and suddenly opened her arms to rush towards Li Qian.

  It's been half a year since I last saw her, and she has gained an inexplicable charm that is hard to put into words. She exudes confidence, calmness, as well as the unique composure and indifference to fame or fortune that only successful people possess.

  The bloated down jacket couldn't hide her tall figure, still the same black and straight long hair, still that beautiful and generous smile, but now she looks like a top-notch superstar.

  Li Qian walked over with a smile, and when he reached her side, the two of them stood facing each other for a moment. Li Qian didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand to grab the suitcase by her feet. However, Liao Liao surprisingly still had her arms open in that pose, while quietly looking at him with her eyes.

  Li Qian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and also opened his arms.

  The two of them slowly hugged each other.

  Friends meeting and hugging each other, especially on a cold winter's day when they're all dressed up like bears, doesn't necessarily imply anything else.

  In fact, over the past half year or so, although they only met a few times when buying songs at first, with each other's phone calls back and forth, calling each other friends is absolutely not excessive.

  So Li Qian patted her back gently and asked with a smile: "Why didn't you wait in the hotel? It's so cold outside, especially with such strong wind just now!"

  But unexpectedly, Liao Liao was holding on very tightly.

  Li Qian was taken aback for a moment, and his breathing suddenly became lighter by several degrees.

  However, Li Qian did not know that at this time, she was not only using her arm strength, but also quietly closed her eyes.

  The dim yellow light of the street lamps, the soft bright light reflected from the hotel lobby, and the crystal snowflakes falling on their heads casting a glow over everything around them, all blended into a strange and wonderful light that enveloped the two people.

  Occasionally, slow-dancing snowflakes floated over, gently and slowly falling on the two people's heads, shoulders, and bodies.

  In the taxi, the driver lit a cigarette and gazed at the young couple embracing each other with narrowed eyes.

  At this moment, time seems to have come to a standstill.

  The surroundings were extremely quiet, and each other's breathing could be heard.

  After a moment, Liao Liao opened his eyes, exhaled a long stream of hot air, and whispered in Li Qian's ear: "With this hug, I suddenly feel at ease."

  Li Qian smiled and patted her back twice, but accidentally landed on her long hair that fell down her back, saying: "What are you guilty of? Why so nervous?"

  "Hah!" Liao Liao smiled and took a deep breath, finally letting him go. "Although it's a bit late, I've come after all! Don't tell outsiders that I'm disrespectful to my elders in the future, okay?"

  After a pause, she said: "I have come to pay my respects to you, sir!"

  Li Qian shook his head silently and smiled, subconsciously helping Liao Liao brush off the few snowflakes that had fallen on her shoulder, and asked: "Didn't you tell Teacher Qi before coming?"

  Liao Liao shook his head and then nodded, "I've heard her say before that you guys live across from each other? After I'm done visiting you, I'll go to her place to freeload food, drinks, and a bed!"

  At this time, the taxi driver took a deep drag on his cigarette, rolled down the window and flicked it out, then stuck half of his body out the window and shouted: "I'm asking, can you take her home?"

  Li Qian smiled and picked up her suitcase, saying: "Let's go!"

  Liao Liao nodded slowly.

  At this time, goose feather-like snowflakes fluttered and fell, and the snowfall was getting heavier and heavier.

  ***

  On the fourth day, 9,000 words! Adding them up, I've already updated more than 40,000 words in the first four days of this month!

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