Everything was over by eight o'clock.
Having handed out red envelopes, they sent away all the media folks.
When Yao Beishan returned to the waiting room, he was all smiles, full of pride.
He could already imagine what a bustling scene tomorrow's entertainment pages would be.
"Brother Xin..."
Yao Beishan extravagantly patted Shen Yuxin on the shoulder, "A small flame needs fanning, a big one is fate, and your luck, there's no match for it!"
Talented and skilled, and had met a music genius like One.
Thinking that as long as Shen Yuxin didn't screw up and offend the big shots, this golden duo would never break up, ruling the music charts for decades to come, Yao Beishan hummed a tune as he went on his way.
"How lonely it is to be invincible, oh so... lonely!
How empty it is to be invincible, oh so... empty!
Alone at the summit, the cold wind keeps blowing,
My loneliness, who can understand!
The singing drifted from the corridor into the waiting room.
Shen Yuxin: "..."
