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Just when I thought the path of music would continue to stretch quietly and beautifully, an unexpected twist struck like a sudden storm. Liu Chaochao, whom I had been quietly following every day, seemed to transform overnight into a star in the spotlight. It was an ordinary workday; while I was debugging data backstage, the system suddenly flickered, followed by a piercing alarm.
"Error Code: 451—System Anomaly, Data Push Error." I frowned, my heart tightening as I hurried to check the issue. At that moment, I realized that Liu Chaochao's cover had been mistakenly pushed to more users' homepages, causing her work to skyrocket in popularity within a short time.
As I adjusted the system, my mind was already in turmoil. Her voice was like a shooting star, streaking across the night sky and drawing countless gazes and admiration. The comment section was instantly flooded with enthusiastic users, all praising her cover as "full of spirit" and "simply amazing."
"This girl's voice is incredible; she could totally release an album!"
"I was stunned when I first heard this song; I love it!"
"Liu Chaochao, hurry up and debut! We can't wait!"
But I understood that behind this celebration lay an invisible crisis. The uncertainties swirling in the industry could amplify voices that were never meant for her in an instant. Her talent caught the attention of record companies and agents—those who held the rules of the industry might pressure her or even alter her musical direction. I wondered if she was ready to face such scrutiny and expectations.
At the same time, a sense of helplessness and anxiety surged within me. What started as mere curiosity about her had inadvertently changed her fate. I began to question myself: "Is what I'm doing right or wrong?"
Days later, Liu Chaochao's music blog was overwhelmed with frequent shares and comments, forcing her into the limelight. The girl who once roamed freely in music was now shackled by invisible chains. There was a hint of unease in her voice that reached my heart through the screen.
"Mu Yan, I've been feeling so busy these days; many people are reaching out for collaborations, and companies want me to participate in talent shows... I really don't know how to choose."
Her message tightened my chest; I knew this was a huge test for her. While I had always hoped she would go further on her musical journey, all these changes had left her emotions shrouded in fog. I desperately wanted to comfort her but didn't know how to start.
"You need to trust your heart; music should be your true dream, not something swayed by outside voices," I replied, hoping to encourage her with those words.
Yet turmoil brewed within me. Could she withstand the temptations and pressures from outside? What traps lay hidden behind the glitz of capital games and glamorous stages?
As time passed, Liu Chaochao's changes became increasingly evident. She began frequently interacting with industry insiders, and her busy schedule left little time for her to cover songs she loved. I could feel her confusion and helplessness, but whenever I wanted to ask about her true feelings, an indescribable fear enveloped me.
"Mu Yan, today a record company asked me to interview; they said there's a selection for new singers." Her words made my heart race; it was a beautiful dream but also meant significant risk.
"Are you planning to go?" I tried to keep my voice calm while my heart raced.
"I don't know... maybe it's an opportunity, but I'm afraid of losing myself." Her voice trembled on the other end of the screen, seemingly expressing her struggle.
I sighed silently; my anxiety grew stronger and harder to suppress. I wanted her to find her direction but feared this opportunity would change her. Liu Chaochao should be soaring freely in music, not becoming a casualty of commercialization.
Just as my thoughts were spiraling, an unexpected person entered my life. She was my colleague, Tang Xiao, who had always harbored feelings for me but never expressed them. This time, however, her attention towards Liu Chaochao made me uneasy. She seemed filled with jealousy and doubt regarding this sudden wave of popularity.
" Lin Shohu, do you really think Liu Chaochao can handle all this? Her musical talent might just be a stroke of luck; how long can she last against this industry's cruelty?" Tang Xiao's words struck deep within me like a needle piercing through my fragile defenses.
"She has ability and talent; she doesn't need anyone's denial," I replied somewhat heatedly, though pain still lingered in my heart.
"But that's not what's most important; what she needs is a stage where she can shine, not just an empty name," Tang Xiao smiled slightly, but there was a hint of disdain behind that smile that unsettled me.
I couldn't discern her true intentions, but my unease made me vigilant. Tang Xiao's attitude towards Liu Chaochao forced me to consider whether she might create misunderstandings between us. I began to realize that the road ahead wouldn't be smooth sailing; the fog hidden behind this beautiful melody was quietly rising.
On this fog-laden road, how will I protect Liu Chaochao's dreams? And how can I find my true self while wandering between Mu Yan and Lin Shohu? These questions intertwine in my heart, only to reveal their unsettling answers in the stillness of the night.
"My traveler, your river is about to run dry. I journeyed from downstream to upstream, then planted a rose and a poem, writing about the me you have seen amidst the morning frost and evening dew. Having seen you, the universe is not so vast after all." Do You Not See
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