My Website Is About to Go Bankrupt

Fang Yang, a struggling bar singer, soul-transferred into a parallel universe where he inherited a dying website and a music academy, graduating from a student who lost both parents. He revived th...

Chapter 189, /.

The visuals were stunning, leaving viewers in the live stream speechless. Was this even a live stream? Even editing couldn't have been done this fast! Looking at this raw footage, it was hard to believe that it was all captured by a drone, without any editing whatsoever!

Such love should only exist in heaven; how often can one hear of it in the mortal world!

"Beautiful!"

"To be honest, my hometown is no worse than this, but I've seen so much of it before, and since there are no drones to take aerial photos, I haven't paid much attention to it. But at this moment, I realize that even the most ordinary scenery looks different depending on the angle from which it's viewed. It's not that the scenery isn't beautiful, but that we lack the eye to see it!"

"You've really touched my heart. My hometown is located at the foot of the Taihang Mountains. It's truly a picturesque and breathtaking place. It's a pity that the transportation is inconvenient, and it's still largely unknown to the outside world!"

"That's absolutely right. The country is so vast, with beautiful scenery everywhere. It's a pity that a single road blocks countless people from discovering that beauty!"

"Enough already! Is this the point? The point is this song, this song!!! Why are you all unconsciously appreciating this picturesque scenery? It's because you're led by the mood of this song, unconsciously following your own most beautiful imagination to depict the beauty of the world. Song is the most beautiful medium!"

"That's true. We were led astray without even realizing it. Mr. Fang is indeed Mr. Fang; his a cappella performance clearly demonstrates his profound singing skills."

"This is the ultimate in empathy. The scenery was already picturesque, but now, with the embellishment of this song, it has been elevated to the pinnacle of human beauty. I really want to go and see this place, but I don't know where it is?"

"Judging from the situation they encountered along the way, the transportation was quite convenient. The place was a bit remote, but it didn't have much of an impact. Driving there for a day would be a good option."

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The people at the scene listened quietly to Fang Yang sing, while Zhuge Jianming backstage was practically going crazy. From the moment Fang Yang arrived at the Mushroom House in the morning, the live stream traffic had been soaring. Just now, when Fang Yang said he was going to sing, the live stream traffic broke through 30 million views for the first time, and it was still rising rapidly.

"Zhuge, this General Manager Fang is simply the key to generating traffic. Even Zhang Ze didn't have his influence yesterday. Look, our traffic has doubled today!"

"That's right. If Mr. Fang didn't act, he would be even more popular. You don't know, when I worked with Mr. Fang, the main actors were all newcomers and their acting skills were a bit green. Mr. Fang performed in many scenes himself, and his level was absolutely professional!"

"I never expected that Mr. Fang, who sings so well, is also a hidden master of performance!"

Those around sighed, "Comparison is the thief of joy. I've always been someone else's child since I was little, and now I've met the 'other people's child' in everyone's eyes. How can I even compare?"

"This variety show is almost guaranteed to be a hit. Whether it can become a phenomenon depends on how it develops. But with today's popularity, we don't need to worry about its exposure."

Zhuge Jianming was thrilled as he watched the numbers soar. With the support of Yuewen Media's server room, he didn't have to worry about the amount of traffic and there would be no lag in the live stream. Everything depended on the quality of the program!

The scene shifts to Fang Yang and his group, where a song called "Rice Fragrance" captivates them, especially given its fitting context, making it sound like celestial music.

Among the group, Zhang Ze and Mu Yu are both professional musicians, and they can tell the quality of the song just by listening to it. The others have been in the entertainment industry for many years and their appreciation level is not low either. Only Xu Peng has always been obsessed with martial arts. To Xu Peng, Fang Yang's song is nothing more than pleasant to listen to. So he led the team at the front and showed no signs of being obsessed with the song.

As soon as Fang Yang finished singing, Xu Peng clapped his hands and shouted, "It's so good! It's so good! Listening to it makes me feel like I'm back in my hometown!"

Zhang Zemu and the others all rolled their eyes at Xu Peng. Such a beautiful artistic conception was ruined by Xu Peng's outburst, like a pebble thrown into calm water, and the leisurely state was no longer possible.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"

Mu Yu said something to Xu Peng in an annoyed tone. She had finally heard such a beautiful song live, but Xu Peng's loud singing had ruined all the mood. Even if she was in a good mood, she would feel a little depressed now.

"It's alright, it's alright. This song is the theme song for our variety show. You can download it online and listen to it. It's rare to get out for a stroll today, and the scenery is so beautiful. Enjoying the moment is the best thing to do!"

Seeing Xu Peng's aggrieved expression, Fang Yang found it amusing.

"Silly boy, hurry up and find a good spot to fish. Don't interrupt if you don't understand songs. Whether there will be any good river fish tonight depends on your efforts this afternoon!"

Xu Peng stumbled a few steps after being kicked in the butt by Chen He. He hurriedly led the way. Xu Peng didn't understand. He was just trying to be helpful. Isn't it normal to clap and cheer when the song is good?

"This silly kid is only good at nine out of ten things when it comes to music, but he's good at everything else and hardworking, so let's not hold it against him!"

Chen He explained to everyone with a smile that it was nothing serious. Upon hearing this, everyone waved their hands and said, "Teacher Chen, you're too kind. It's nothing."

Xu Peng led the way and soon found a good fishing spot. Zhang Ze set up his fishing rod and took the lead in claiming a good spot. Chen He was not to be outdone and took a spot on the other side.

Since fishing rods were limited, the others didn't join in the fun. They just watched and cheered from the sidelines. In this remote place, it was hard to find anything meaningful to do, but fishing was one of the more convenient options.

Xu Peng chose a good spot. There was a big tree providing shade, and although the sun was high in the sky, a cool breeze could still be felt under the dense foliage. It was indeed a good place to cool off.

Xu Peng didn't join the fishing crowd. Instead, he took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers, and went to the river to catch snails in a secluded spot. He swung a small basin around, making a series of thumping sounds.

Fang Yang and Mu Yuhuang Guang stood under the tree watching the two fish. "President Fang, why don't you go fishing? I heard you often go fishing by the river at the company, and you often catch big cargo."

Mu Yu was well-informed in the company and knew a lot about Fang Yang's whereabouts. In fact, not only Mu Yu, but most of the female employees in the company were very concerned about Fang Yang's whereabouts.

"Having those two fish isn't enough. We'll have several big dishes tonight. Fishing is more about experiencing rural life. Look at you, you've been here for two days and now you only know how to pick vegetables from the ground. Isn't that a big improvement? Otherwise, I'd be lucky if you could even recognize these vegetables."

Mu Yu stomped her foot. "It's not as bad as you make it out to be. I used to go to the supermarket often, and sometimes I would buy groceries there."

"Those are already picked vegetables. They're different when they're still growing in the soil, like potatoes. Can you recognize them before they're picked?"