Chapter 34: The Resonance of the Audience

This artist possesses genuine talent, unlike those superficial figures within the company. Had it not been for the previous General Manager Lin, who suppressed his resources, his fame would likely be no less than that of Yi Yunxue.

The Tianxing Entertainment building was shrouded in darkness, save for the General Manager’s office in the center, where the lights remained on. The newly appointed General Manager, Zhou, was still busy working. After listening to Shen Xingyuan’s latest released song, he made a phone call:

"Xingyuan, I want you to focus your sights on the Top Hit Songs chart this month."

"As long as you can break into the top three, even if it’s only for a minute, I guarantee I will not treat you unfairly!"

"Understood, Manager Zhou!" Shen Xingyuan immediately grasped the manager’s implication. His eyes lit up. This was the beginning of real support. It seemed this new song was only the beginning.

...

Huang Siqi was a fan of Yi Yunxue. She was not one of those fanatical types; she simply enjoyed listening to Yi Yunxue’s music. Every day, dragging her exhausted body home after a shower, she loved to put on her headphones and loop Yi Yunxue’s songs over and over.

Recently, Yi Yunxue released a new song that Huang Siqi adored. She kept it on repeat, never tiring of it. Every time she listened to Yi Yunxue, she felt her weary spirit being cleansed, as if the music held some magical charm.

After cycling through her Yi Yunxue playlist today, she habitually opened Weibo, planning to browse a bit before bed. Upon entering the app, she immediately saw a post from Yi Yunxue.

"Dream Begin Studio?" Huang Siqi wondered, as she didn't recall Yi Yunxue having her own studio. After reading the comments, she understood the situation. She then looked at the song mentioned—"Wild Child."

"If Yi Yunxue is promoting it, it shouldn't be bad, right?" she thought. Unable to sleep anyway, she opened QQ Music out of curiosity, searched for "Wild Child," and hit play.

The song began with the sounds of mountain creatures and the gentle babbling of a stream. Huang Siqi instantly felt a sense of physical and mental relaxation. Then, the vocals began:

*How the gale blows harder,*
*My heart drifts further,*
*Like a speck of dust,*
*Dancing wildly, free in the wind,*
*I want to hold onto the firm, yet scattering, courage in my hands...*

Hearing the voice, Huang Siqi instinctively gripped her quilt, her gaze flickering. She felt it—an aura of uninhibited freedom washing over her. Unconsciously, an image formed in her mind: a young girl, barefoot, running wantonly across a vast prairie.

As the chorus kicked in, Maya’s quirky, enigmatic vocal runs made it seem as though she were witnessing someone shackled, struggling to break free, and ultimately succeeding. The infectious power of the song brought tears to her eyes.

As the song ended, she fell into deep contemplation. She didn't know when she had started to become numb. Walking into the office, she no longer had the vitality and drive she once possessed. Each day was a repetition of the last—day after day, year after year. Was this all there was to the future? Why had it become this way?

She thought of the intense competition around her, the earnest advice from her parents. They said that in today's society, if you don't strive, you will eventually be eliminated. She had been trapped in that mindset, but only today did she remember that she was merely a young woman, single and unburdened by marriage. Having worked for several years, she looked back and realized she was still only twenty-seven.

"I have no marital constraints; why not go and see the beauty of this world?" Huang Siqi thought of the prairies. She wanted to see that endless green, the cloudless blue sky.

...

At that moment, many people like her felt the same resonance.

At Chen Jiang’s home, after listening to the song, Chen Jiang nodded. "It’s very infectious."

Yi Yunxue checked the new song chart; "Wild Child" was ranked 87th. Dissatisfied, she said, "Why is it ranked so low? It’s clearly so good!"

"That’s normal. Maya has no fan base; she can't be like you, hitting the top ten the moment a song is released," Chen Jiang said with a smile. "Alright, now that her song is out, you should go back. If you aren't tired, I am; I need to sleep."

"Goodnight!" Yi Yunxue stood up, finally feeling a wave of drowsiness.

"Goodnight." Chen Jiang watched her leave with a smile and returned to his bedroom.

...

Meanwhile, in a rented room in Shenzhen, Maya was too nervous to sleep. It was past two in the morning, and she lay with her eyes wide open, staring at the dark ceiling. Finally, unable to resist, she opened the comment section for her song.

*That winter was cold, and I first stepped into society. My family told me, "We can't help you; everything depends on you. Work hard, your younger siblings depend on you." Later, that sentence became a shackle that bound me tight.*

*Hearing this song today, I remembered I am only 23. I dropped out of high school to work. The family situation has improved over the years, but I seem to have forgotten what I was struggling for.*

*This song is absolute perfection, full of infectious energy. It’s hard to imagine music could be like this!*

*I also want to be an eagle soaring in the sky, flying wildly over the grasslands! I’ve saved up quite a bit over the years, but my girlfriend demanded a 280,000-yuan dowry. I’ve decided to break up with her. I’m going to the Hulunbuir grasslands to experience the magnificent scenery of our motherland!*

Reading the various comments from netizens, there didn't seem to be a single negative review. Their words left Maya dazed, and she smiled happily. Seeing so many people touched by her voice, she felt genuinely happy for them.

"I hope you can all live for yourselves!" she thought to herself.

...

The next morning, just past six, A-Cheng was woken up by a phone call.

"Who is it?" he shouted into the phone, impatient.

"Brother Cheng, it’s me!"

"A-Feng? You’d better explain what’s so important, or you’ll learn the consequences of disturbing my sleep!"

"Brother Cheng, that Chen Jiang released a new song! Remember that studio Yi Yunxue opened a while ago? Her first signed artist released a song late last night, and I discovered that the author is still Chen Jiang!"

Hearing this, A-Cheng instantly lost his drowsiness. His lingering irritability vanished.

"He wrote both the lyrics and the music?" he asked urgently.

"Yes, he wrote both!" the caller replied.

"How is the quality of the song?" A-Cheng asked curiously.

"How should I put it... let's just say the quality is very high! It’s a bit special... you should go listen to it yourself. I guarantee you’ll be shocked!" the man asserted.

"That good?" A-Cheng scrambled out of bed, neglecting to wash up, and immediately pulled out his phone to search for the song on the music platform.

As soon as he entered the app, a large banner greeted him: [The Debut Work of the First Artist Signed to Yi Yunxue’s Studio Has Arrived with a Bang!]