The next morning, when Xiao He woke up, she saw that her backstage was filled with 99+ private messages, all asking who the anchor was who she covered the song.

The video uploaded last night has now been viewed over 3 million times.

Looking around, all the reviews are positive.

Xiao He casually glanced at everyone and felt that everyone felt the same as her, so she couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Seeing that everyone was asking about the host's live broadcast platform and room number, Xiao He replied:

[I’ll tell you after I ask the host.]

Netizens who have been playing the song on repeat all night: [Hurry up! Hurry up!]

Xiao He's only way to contact Song Feiguang at the moment is through the live broadcast platform, so she immediately sent him a private message to inquire.

Song Feiguang likes to sing. Every time he receives praise from the barrage during a live broadcast, he will be happy for a long time. If everyone knows about his live broadcast room, more people will go to listen to him sing in the future.

However, Song Feiguang was usually elusive during live broadcasts, and Xiao He sent a message but received no reply for most of the day.

Xiao He waited for a while, and estimated that he would have to wait until Song Feiguang came online in the evening to see it.

She packed her things and came to the company first.

I just passed by Brother Jian’s office door and saw Brother Jian talking to a staff member.

"There are a lot of people covering 'Abyss' online right now, but this video is the most popular right now. It was just released last night, and it's already had three million views today. Many well-known music critics have commented on its unique style, saying it's different from the original."

When Brother Jian heard this, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"So many plays in just one night! Do you know who sang it?"

"I don't know. The person who posted the video said it was a live streamer, but hasn't revealed who it is. No one in the comments section knows."

"That doesn't make sense. How come no one knows about this song when it's so good?"

As they were discussing, they saw Xiao He standing at the door, and Brother Jian immediately waved.

"Xiao He, come over and take a look. There's an amazing cover here. Although it's the same song 'Abyss', the style is completely different!"

Xiao He walked over and glanced at the computer screen. It was indeed the video he had posted yesterday.

As the song played, Brother Jian excitedly said, "This cover is really good. Even our judges know about it and said his arrangement is very unique. He must have a talent for arranging music."

Xiao He smiled but said nothing.

It's more than just a talent for arranging music?

Song Feiguang's skills are almost all-round, including writing lyrics, composing music, writing songs and singing.

Then, Brother Jian added, "It's such a pity. The person who posted the video is so stingy. She's hiding it and she won't even tell you which anchor sang it. She's so coy and mean."

“…”

"Didn't it say that it would be announced after asking the anchor?" she argued.

Brother Jian snorted in dissatisfaction.

"But it's already been two hours! Two hours! Even the donkeys in the production team didn't dare to rest that long!"

Xiao He: ...

At this time, Brother Jian said again: "The number of views of this cover video is still increasing. I wonder if we can contact the anchor and ask him to participate in the recording of our program. It would be great to work together to increase popularity!"

Xiao He thought for a moment and said, "It depends on the host's opinion. If he's willing, maybe we can give it a try."

"Why wouldn't he be unwilling? As long as we invite him, he will definitely be willing to sing on such a big stage!" Brother Jian said confidently.

He is right.

"Singer-Songwriter" is so popular now, not to mention the anchors, even many singers want to participate, and there should be no possibility for the other party to refuse.

But Song Feiguang is different.

Xiao He recalled the only time he had met him. Because of the injuries on his body, the boy didn't even have the courage to walk out of the storage room.

The popularity of the cover video continued to rise, and soon, even many contestants and staff were discussing it.

As the top-ranked contestant in the first round of the show, Gu Tao happily walked into the practice room, only to see the other contestants gathered together, whispering about something.

When he heard the word "abyss", he smiled triumphantly.

"It's been a few days, why are you still discussing my performance? You should focus on preparing for the second round."

Unexpectedly, others said, "We're not discussing your singing, we're watching a cover online. He sang it really well."

Hearing this, Gu Tao looked displeased.

"What cover? Aren't you just imitating me?"

"No, this host's cover is different from yours. It has a completely different feel. Listen to it."

As he spoke, he pressed the play button, and a clear and pleasant singing voice came out.

The people around were completely intoxicated by it, feeling much more relaxed both physically and mentally. The corners of their mouths involuntarily curved up, and their mood became cheerful.

But when Gu Tao heard this voice, his expression instantly turned ugly.

He and Seinfeld have participated in competitions together since they were young, and he is very fond of his singing voice.

He recognized the song almost the moment it was sung.

It’s Seinfeld!

Everyone in the practice room was immersed in the world woven by the singing. One contestant asked happily:

"Isn't it nice to hear?"

Gu Tao's expression was gloomy, and he cursed angrily: "Non-standard!"

After saying that, he turned around and left angrily before the song was over.

When he reached a deserted place, he took out his cell phone and called Luo Yinglian. As soon as the call was connected, he angrily said:

"Mom! What the hell is Seinfeld doing!"

"What's wrong?"

"Why is he posting his covers online? He's stealing all my limelight!"

Luo Yinglian was a little surprised.

"I clearly told him not to livestream anymore. Seriously... I'm going to go talk to him and explain things right now! Don't worry, just prepare for the competition and don't be distracted."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Yinglian walked towards the backyard unhappily.

Song Feiguang usually lives in Luo Yinglian's house. He does not go to school or work. In order to help reduce the burden on his family, he usually helps with some housework.

At this time, he was watering the flowers in the backyard, wearing a winter mask on his head, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

Luo Yinglian complained about the cover video with dissatisfaction.

"Didn't you promise me that you wouldn't livestream anymore? Now, not only are you livestreaming, you're even posting the singing video online. When did you become so disobedient?"

Song Feiguang looked confused.

"I sang two songs live yesterday, but I didn't post the video... Did that video get a lot of views?"

"What do you think? It's affecting Taotao's competition." Luo Yinglian said dissatisfiedly.

Hearing this, Song Feiguang widened his eyes slightly and thought carefully.

Are there a lot of people watching?

Are there more people than in the live broadcast room?

Five?

Or can there be ten?

Just thinking about it made his mood almost float away.

Just as he was thinking about it, Luo Yinglian ordered, "Delete that video immediately and stop live streaming. It's causing trouble for Taotao."

After saying that, he turned around and left angrily.

She left for a while, and Song Feiguang was still standing there in a daze. Then he suddenly reacted, put down the shower head, and hurried to the storage room.

I opened a cover song platform I knew, and before I even started searching, I saw a video that was trending on the homepage:

The host sings a different version of "Abyss"!

For some unknown reason, Song Feiguang felt that this must be it. He clicked on it and saw that his voice slowly came out from the video.

The video is beautifully produced and complements the lyrics.

The number of views displayed in the upper left corner was much, much more than he had imagined!

Three million...

No, it’s about to break four million!

Song Feiguang looked at it in shock and couldn't react for a long time.

That means four million people have heard him sing?

The video is covered with layers of barrage.

[The host sings really well!]

[This is the power of songs. I haven’t heard such a touching song in a long time!]

[Absolutely perfect. This is the true meaning of this song, right? Even in the abyss, we must still have hope.]

…

Looking at these comments, Song Feiguang felt like he was tied to a balloon, floating high into the clouds. He felt warm all over, and the corners of his mouth kept rising uncontrollably.

It turns out that so many people like his singing.

But who helped him post this video?

Song Feiguang opened his live streaming platform and saw that he still only had three fans. However, there was a private message from Xiao He in the background:

I posted the song you sang yesterday online. It's been a huge hit. People are asking about your livestream. Can you tell them about it?

It was actually sent by Xiao He!

Song Feiguang was surprised and delighted, and quickly replied: [Sure.]

Xiao He seemed to have been waiting for his message and replied almost immediately:

【good. 】

Almost just a few seconds after receiving Xiao He's reply, the number of subscribers to Song Feiguang's live broadcast room suddenly started to move, jumping directly from 3 to 15!

Then, every time you refresh, the value will double, or even multiply several times!

Over 100!

Over a thousand!

In just ten seconds.

Song Feiguang opened his eyes wide in shock and looked at the growing numbers backstage with some disbelief.

You should know that before this, he had been live streaming intermittently for several months, but the number of fans had always remained at 3. But now, it is not even a fraction of that.

His hand couldn't help but refresh the screen repeatedly, and each refresh would stir up a wave of ecstasy in his heart.

At the same time, private messages in the background are also increasing.

There were many people praising him for his singing and asking him when his next live broadcast would be.

Song Feiguang felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by their enthusiasm and love!

He wanted to start live streaming right now and sing for everyone, but he suddenly remembered Aunt Luo's previous advice, asking him not to do live streaming in the future.

But……

Looking at everyone's enthusiastic inquiries, Song Feiguang was shaken for the first time.

Ever since he was rescued from the fire by Aunt Luo, he always felt that it was his own secret fireworks that caused the fire and harmed his family. Even his life was saved by Luo Yinglian, so he obeyed her every word.

But this time, he wanted to sing.

I want to sing for more people to hear!

Song Feiguang gradually became more determined and replied: [I will broadcast live tonight at 12 o'clock.]

The news spread quickly and everyone was overjoyed.

Seeing everyone cheering, Song Feiguang couldn't help laughing.

It’s great to be able to sing!

After Xiao He sent out the number of Song Feiguang's live broadcast room, he has been paying attention to the increase in his fan base.

As expected, in just half an hour, the number of followers of Song Feiguang's live broadcast room exceeded 50,000, and it continued to rise as the news spread.

At the same time, someone posted a chat with Seinfeld in the comment section.

Song Feiguang personally said that there will be a live broadcast tonight.

Seeing this news, Xiao He couldn't help but look forward to it.

Tonight’s live broadcast will definitely be very different from before!

As long as it is gold, even if it is covered with dust, it can still break through layers of obstacles and shine.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly saw Brother Jian and two middle-aged men in suits passing by the door and walking towards the contestants' practice room.

Xiao He hurried out.

The two middle-aged men were carrying briefcases and had kind faces. The moment they approached, people's mood would unconsciously calm down.

"Brother Jian, what are you going to do?"

Brother Jian was talking to two people. He turned around when he heard the voice and explained:

"The second round of competition is about to begin. The players are under a lot of pressure. Many of them have reported insomnia. I have specially found a psychologist to help them with psychological counseling to prevent it from affecting their performance in the competition."

During the competition, the players are under great pressure and often have psychological problems.

In order not to affect the performance of the competition, many organizers will regularly arrange psychologists to relieve and adjust the mental state of the players.

Xiao He looked at the two psychologists in front of him, and asked, "Doctor, do you have any psychological counseling plans?"

"My specialty is hypnosis. I can dig into patients' inner struggles, help them face their fears, and unleash their emotions."

Hearing this, Xiao He immediately said, "I happen to be free. I'll go with you guys to take a look."

At this time, all the contestants had been called over and sat in a circle, waiting for psychological counseling.

The current competition environment is indeed tense. Looking around, several players are listless and look much more haggard.

Gu Tao was also sitting among them, but he looked more angry than nervous.

"Everyone, walk to the chair in the middle one by one and lie down. The psychologist will perform a brief hypnosis on everyone to calm your mood." Brother Jian said.

The first person to step forward was a female contestant, with a frown on her face and flickering eyes, and it was obvious that she was not in good spirits.

She lay down in a chair, the psychiatrist asked for silence, and then began a brief hypnosis.

Just five minutes later, when she opened her eyes and woke up again, she looked more energetic and her shoulders were not as tense as before.

"I really feel much better, just like I had a good sleep. Now when I think about the competition, I don't feel scared anymore," she said.

Everyone immediately became excited.

These two psychologists are really amazing. They have treated several players in succession and the results have been outstanding.

Brother Jian specifically asked a photographer to follow and film the psychotherapy sessions to be played as behind-the-scenes footage later.

Seeing Xiao He's serious expression, he whispered, "I thought you didn't like this show, but I didn't expect you to come with us today. What's the matter? Have you changed your mind and want to sign someone?"

Xiao He shook his head.

"I'm just interested in hypnosis. Can these two psychiatrists really unlock the secrets of people's hearts through hypnosis?"

"Of course."

Brother Jian said, "These two psychologists are the best in the country. I hired them at a high price. I heard that even the police would ask them to assist when investigating a case."

Hearing this, Xiao He became even more excited.

Soon, another contestant finished his hypnosis journey, and this time, Gu Tao stood up.

The psychiatrist's voice was very gentle, like the evening breeze:

"Close your eyes and imagine you are sitting in your bedroom, the place where you feel most comfortable. Every time you come here, your body and mind will slowly relax."

The psychologist repeated the hypnosis process he had used on other contestants, but this time, these psychological suggestions that always worked seemed to have no effect on Gu Tao.

Although he was lying on the chair, his brows were furrowed and his body was tense, and he didn't look relaxed at all.

The psychiatrist also looked troubled.

At this time, another psychologist standing next to Brother Jian whispered, "This contestant is under too much psychological pressure. Maybe deeper hypnosis will be effective."

Brother Jian was a little puzzled.

"Strange, Gu Tao shouldn't have any psychological pressure. He won the first round, and wrote a new song in just two days in the second round, which was widely praised by the judges. He should be the least stressed out of all the contestants."

The psychologist thought for a moment and said, "This stress could also come from daily life, or it could be caused in the past."

After saying this, the psychologist sitting next to Gu Tao lit some sandalwood and lowered his voice even more.

"Now there is a door in front of you. What do you think is inside?"

Gu Tao's face showed a moment of panic.

"I don't know. I'm not like I used to be."

Psychologist: "Go over to it and open it gently. Only by facing it can you defeat it. Don't be afraid of anything."

Gu Tao's expression turned painful.

The doctor asked patiently, "Is it open?"

No response.

After a while, when the doctor was about to ask for the second time, Gu Tao's face suddenly changed drastically. He struggled quickly, waving his hands in the air in panic.

"Fire!"

He screamed shrilly, startling everyone present.

The doctor was also stunned.

She was trying to relieve the psychological burden on the contestants, so why would she react like this?

Could it be that something else was dug out?

At this time, Gu Tao was still shouting in horror.

"It's on fire! What a big fire! Mom, I didn't mean to do that! You have to save me!"

Panic shouts echoed in the practice room.

Everyone looked at each other.

Xiao He looked at the scene in front of him, and his eyes turned cold in an instant, chilling his heart. He stared coldly at Gu Tao who was still shouting.

It seems that something has slowly surfaced.

Seeing this, two psychologists quickly stepped forward and held him down.

"Okay, that door is now closed and all danger is gone. I'll count to three, two, one, and you'll wake up."

When the countdown ended, Gu Tao suddenly opened his eyes as if he had lost power.

He sat up from his chair and moved his shoulders, not very satisfied with the treatment.

"Why don't I feel comfortable?"

After he finished speaking, he looked up and found that everyone was looking at him with puzzled and frightened eyes, and he immediately frowned.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Everyone was frightened by Gu Tao's appearance just now and looked away.

The psychologist's expression was not optimistic. She took out a business card and handed it to Gu Tao.

"You are under a lot of psychological pressure. If you need help, you can come to me."

Gu Tao frowned, took it and put it in his pocket.

Soon, the psychologist completed psychological counseling for the remaining contestants. Everything went smoothly and situations like Gu Tao's did not happen again.

After all the contestants left, the psychologist said, "Gu Tao's psychological pressure is not from the competition, but from daily life."

"What is it?" Brother Jian asked.

The doctor shook his head.

"I don't know. It wouldn't be noticeable with just a brief treatment, but it must have troubled him for years."

She packed her things and said, "Within three days, I will issue a psychological evaluation report to all the contestants and have someone deliver it to them."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Xiao He immediately went to find the photographer who was shooting behind-the-scenes footage in the corner.

"Can you give me a copy of Gu Tao's psychotherapy clip just now?"

The photographer was a little confused, but nodded.

"Can."

After about five minutes of psychological treatment, Gu Tao went from being defensive at first to later having the secrets deep in his mind uncovered.

Xiao He looked at the person in the video who was constantly asking his mother for help, with a cold light in his eyes. He directly opened the live broadcast platform and sent a message to Song Feiguang:

[The company arranged a psychological treatment today. Gu Tao's reaction after hypnosis seems to be related to the fire in your house five years ago. Do you want to take a look?]

Seinfeld online.

He suddenly saw this message and was a little confused, but still replied: [I want to see it.]

Soon, a five-minute video was sent.

At the beginning, it was a real hypnosis process. Gu Tao took a long time to get into the state, so the psychologist increased the intensity of the hypnosis.

The next second, Gu Tao suddenly shouted:

"It's on fire! Mom, I didn't mean to do that! Help me!"

Song Feiguang's body suddenly stiffened, as if he had been hit hard.

His eyes widened, and he was instantly overwhelmed by shock. He played the video for a few seconds, then quickly rewound it and watched what Gu Tao said again.

On Fire...

It wasn't intentional...

These words seemed to bring back memories deep in his mind, as if he had heard them somewhere.

Ever since he managed to survive the fire, he felt that it was his own playfulness and negligence that led to the destruction of his entire family, so he never dared to think about it.

At this time, Song Feiguang endured the pain and began to recall everything that happened five years ago bit by bit. With this video as the key, a scene slowly emerged in his mind.

But he was rescued from the fire by Aunt Luo. Although he was burned all over, he still retained a trace of consciousness.

The fire broke out suddenly, in the middle of the night, but Aunt Luo was not alone.

There seemed to be someone standing next to her.

Very familiar.

He was crying and wailing nearby, his voice almost drowned out by the sound of the flames.

"What a big fire! What should I do? Mom, I didn't mean to! You have to save me! I don't want to go to jail!"

The picture slowly became clear in my memory, reflecting an extremely familiar face.

Gu Tao!

The picture in my mind continues.

Luo Yinglian, who had just come out of the fire scene, told her son:

"Go home quickly. Don't come out no matter who calls you. No matter who asks about it in the future, you have nothing to do with this fire. Do you understand?"

Song Feiguang was shocked.

Collapsed.

His world collapsed in an instant.

He always felt guilty about his good friend, who was the murderer who destroyed his family and turned him into this half-human, half-ghost appearance!

The people who saved and helped him were not benefactors, but accomplices who shielded the murderer!

Song Feiguang recalled that for the past five years, he and the murderer had lived under the same roof, spending every night together and greeting each other with smiles. Suddenly, he felt a chill rising from his back and spreading throughout his body, making his limbs ache with cold.

Thinking about how he felt guilty every time he saw the scar on Luo Yinglian's arm and how he always obeyed her, he became furious!

Thinking of the voices calling him "Aunt Luo" over and over again, he felt so sick that he wanted to vomit!

How could there be such a person?

It's the devil!

Song Fei was shaking with fear.

Just then, a burst of angry footsteps was heard outside, walking all the way out of the storage room.

Bang!

Gu Tao knocked on the door twice.

"Song Feiguang! Come out here!"

After calling out twice, Luo Yinglian hurried out first, her voice still filled with doting and indulgence as always.

"What's wrong? What happened again?"

Gu Tao said angrily:

"I heard the staff in the practice room today say they were going to invite Seinfeld to be on their show. They even said Seinfeld's singing was better than mine! Mom, didn't you say Seinfeld wouldn't do any more live broadcasts? He clearly sent a notice today saying he'd be doing it tonight at 12 o'clock, and he still wants to do it!"

He is now the number one on the show and the focus of everyone. If Song Feiguang were to go on the show, wouldn’t he be stealing the limelight?

After hearing this, Luo Yinglian quickly comforted him, "It's okay, it's okay. Even if they really invite Fei Guang, he won't go. Besides, even if he really wants to go, how can he steal your limelight with his appearance?"

"I'll talk to him."

After saying that, she walked to the door of the storage room and knocked.

"Fei Guang, Fei Guang, are you in there?"

Bang.

Song Feiguang opened the door, half of his body in the dark, and looked at the two people outside without saying a word.

Luo Yinglian didn't notice that he was a little strange at this time, and was determined to stand up for her beloved son.

"Fei Guang, what's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you this morning? Don't do those messy live broadcasts online in the future. What if you meet bad people? I told you several times, why didn't you listen? Don't broadcast in the future." She said directly.

Usually Song Feiguang listens to her very much. If he says so, the other party will nod even if he doesn't want to.

But today, Song Feiguang said in a flat voice:

"I want to live broadcast, I like singing."

If Luo Yinglian listened carefully, she would find that his voice was very low, as if he was gritting his teeth and suppressing his anger.

But at this moment she didn't care about that at all. She was just shocked that the other party rejected her request.

"Fei Guang, what's wrong with you today? You don't even listen to what I say?"

Gu Tao on the other side said sarcastically, "Mom, he's grown up now. You don't even know that his cover video is so popular now. Why would he listen to you?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Yinglian immediately became displeased.

"I'm doing this for your own good. What if you get scammed? Don't do livestreams anymore. If Singer-Songwriter asks you to be on their show, you can't go. Stay home and take care of your health."

For your own good.

Luo Yinglian used to say this often in order to make him obedient, but now, Song Feiguang only felt it was ironic.

He said directly: "Not only will I continue the live broadcast, I will also go on the show and sing on the stage!"

That's a song he wrote himself, why can't he sing it?

Why are you still hiding?

Luo Yinglian never expected that Song Feiguang would have such an attitude.

"Are you crazy? If you go, what will happen to Taotao?"

Song Feiguang: "What does it have to do with me what he does? He took the song I wrote and sang it like that. It's his own poor ability."

In every previous competition, he always came in first and Gu Tao was second.

It was not until he was injured and never participated in a singing competition again that Gu Tao finally became the first.

His strength is not as good as mine.

Luo Yinglian widened her eyes.

"Song Feiguang! How can you say that? Have you forgotten that five years ago, I rushed into the sea of ​​fire and risked my life to rescue you? My hands are still injured now, look at me..."

As she spoke, she began to roll up her sleeves to reveal the scar.

Before he could pull his hands apart, Song Feiguang pushed her hand away.

"Don't give it to me! You weren't hurt because of me, you were hurt because of your son! He was the one who set the fire! He killed my parents and burned me like this!"

As he spoke, he took a step forward and walked into the light.

The horrific mottled scars on his body were instantly exposed to the sunlight. Song Feiguang clenched his fists, leaving only a pair of eyes burning with blazing fire as he glared at Gu Tao.

"I remember everything now! It was you who set the fire that night! It wasn't fireworks at all! It was you!"

Gu Tao's expression suddenly changed.

He has never told anyone about this in five years. How could Song Feiguang know about it?

"I...I don't know what you're talking about..."

He retreated in a hurry, and the next second, Song Feiguang suddenly pounced on him and grabbed his clothes.

"I'm going to kill you! To avenge my parents!"

The face burned by fire rushed in front of him, frightening Gu Tao so much that he screamed.

Luo Yinglian, who was standing next to him, saw this scene and looked very unhappy. He thought with a straight face:

What did Gu Tao do wrong?

Five years ago, he was just a child.

Although he is so talented, he loses to Song Feiguang in every competition.

At the end of the Baihua Cup competition that day, Gu Tao came in second again.

He hid in the room dejectedly, but the Song Feiguang family next door didn't care about their feelings at all. They went out for dinner happily and set off fireworks in the backyard when they came back.

Late at night, Luo Yinglian was worried about her son's condition and went to look for him, but found that the child was not in the bedroom.

When I went out, I found that Song Feiguang's house next door was on fire.

Gu Tao stood on the side of the road holding a lighter, looking scared.

She instantly understood the cause of the fire. She was scared at first, and rushed into the fire immediately to rescue Song Feiguang.

"It's on fire! Mom, I didn't mean to do that! I'm so angry. Why is he always the first? What should I do? I don't want to go to jail!" Gu Tao cried and begged for help.

Luo Yinglian calmed down and immediately asked him to go back to his room and hide.

Her son is still a child and very talented. He just made a mistake in the heat of the moment. How could he go to jail?

So she hid Gu Tao first, and then returned to the fire scene and called the fire department.

In the following days, newspapers were flooded with reports about the fire, and police were in and out every day investigating the cause of the fire.

Luo Yinglian stayed in the hospital every day and was the first to see Song Feiguang after he woke up.

Looking at the bandaged teenager lying on the hospital bed, she said, "How could the fire suddenly start? Could it be because you were playing with fireworks in the backyard at night and didn't put them out with water in time? I saw you playing with fireworks at the time. It's so dry, it's easy for them to start a fire."

Song Feiguang, who had just woken up, cried heart-wrenchingly when he heard this, and the life monitor next to the bed issued a sharp alarm.

Soon, he was sent back to the operating room.

For more than half a year afterwards, Luo Yinglian was busy taking care of Song Feiguang in the hospital. When Song Feiguang was discharged from the hospital, she took the initiative to take him back to her home just to keep the secret.

Her most precious son must not go to jail.

But unexpectedly, they have all been discovered now.

Luo Yinglian suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the two teenagers who were already wrestling with each other.

Song Feiguang had been in poor health since he was burned, but today he suddenly burst out with strength from nowhere and pinned Gu Tao to the ground and beat him.

"Mom! Mom! Save me!"

Gu Tao let out a scream.

Luo Yinglian quickly ran over, grabbed Song Feiguang's clothes and pulled him up from his son.

As she stood up, Song Feiguang turned around suddenly, and the scars on his face scared her so much that she trembled all over.

At this moment, Song Feiguang was like a mad little leopard. He turned around and bit Luo Yinglian's hand.

Luo Yinglian screamed in pain and pushed him away.

"Ah! Get out of here! Get out! You ungrateful bastard! I've been raising you for five whole years!"

Song Feiguang fell to the ground. Seeing that he could not beat the two men, he suddenly got up and ran back to the storage room. He grabbed the music score he had placed under his pillow, turned around and ran.

When he came out again, he saw the mother and son helping each other to stand up, and his anger instantly spread.

"One day, I will come back to find you! None of you will be able to escape!"

After saying that, he rushed out quickly.

After a while, it completely disappeared around the corner.

After Xiao He sent the video, he still didn't receive a reply from Song Feiguang.

She was a little worried and prepared to go to Gu Tao's house to look for him.

The car was just halfway through the journey when it suddenly saw a familiar figure on the side of the road.

It was afternoon now, and people were coming and going on the street. Song Feiguang, with his face uncovered, was walking on the street in a daze, holding a few pieces of paper in his hands.

When the passers-by around saw his appearance, they were frightened and dodged away.

Xiao He ran over quickly.

"Why are you here?"

Song Feiguang raised his head and looked at Xiao He with tearful eyes for a while, then suddenly walked over and stuffed all the music scores into Xiao He's hands.

"for you."

Xiao He was stunned and confused.

Song Feiguang wiped his tears and said, "These are all songs I wrote. I also wrote "The Abyss" and "9.6 Million". I'll give them all to you. Can you make Luo Yinglian and Gu Tao lose their reputation and go to jail?"

Xiao He understood immediately after hearing this and looked at him carefully.

His clothes were disheveled and covered in dust, and his arms were scratched.

"Did you just fight?"

Song Feiguang nodded and clenched his fists.

"The fire in my house was set by Gu Tao."

Xiao He had already guessed this and asked another question: "Did you win?"

Song Feiguang shook his head in disappointment.

Even if he found the murderer, he still couldn't beat them.

When he was in pain, Xiao He reached out and lifted his lowered head, looking into his dark eyes.

"Sign a contract with me, and I'll help you win it back next time."