This is a simple little love song.

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No one knows what new surprises Ji Fanxing might bring us after being in seclusion for so long.
Where’s the humor from before? You’re lucky if she doesn’t embarrass herself!
Is it really so hard to admit someone else is talented?
If she manages to write something good, I’ll do a handstand and eat shit live!
Alright! I’ve memorized your ID! See you on the next stage!!
Noted +1
Noted +2
Noted +10086

Li Ming sat before his computer, a little alarmed by the flood of comments declaring they’d remember his ID.
But soon, he stopped caring.
Though he was a devoted fan of Ji Shengxue and bashing Ji Fanxing had become a daily routine, he held incredibly high standards for music; most songs in the domestic entertainment industry were, in his view, trash.
Even Ren Feichang’s much-hyped “You in My Heart” didn’t impress him, and as for Ji Shengxue, he liked her only for her looks.
Ji Fanxing would be no exception!
Thinking this through, Li Ming became excited. He deliberately used his main account to post a declaration on Weibo:
“I, Li Ming, swear under my real name! When the first episode airs, I’ll do a live reaction stream! If Ji Fanxing can write a song that moves me, I’ll eat shit live!”
“Alright, Li Ming! I won’t forget you!”
“Support! There’s no way Ji Fanxing can write anything good.”
“Haha, and this is a top fan of Ji Shengxue! Where are Ji Fanxing’s fans?! Come on, start a fight! Let’s see some action!”
“LMAO! Who in their right mind would be a fan of Ji Fanxing?”

In no time at all, the comments and shares soared past ten thousand.
The hashtag #JiFanxingLiMingAllRoundSongKingEpisodeOne# rocketed up the trending list, sending the popularity of “All-Round Song King” to new heights.

The producer grinned ear to ear, marveling at how Ji Fanxing seemed born for the trending page. She wasn’t even at the scene, yet the mere legend of her could ignite a storm of attention.

Song Qing also saw the trending topic. She tapped in, scrolled a bit, then quickly lost interest.
“Tch, this can trend? As if Ji Fanxing could write anything worthwhile.”
She sneered.
In her eyes, Ji Fanxing was only arrogant for now. Once the first episode’s King Challenge began, she’d be scrambling off the throne in disgrace.
Suddenly, Song Qing’s scrolling finger paused—why couldn’t she be the one to defeat Ji Fanxing?
She tilted her chin with pride. Given the situation, Ji Fanxing would have to choose an original song for the first competition.
If it comes down to songwriting, who could surpass her?
Even Teacher Ren had praised her endlessly.
A smug smile played at Song Qing’s lips. With top-notch mentors at her disposal and her own talent, defeating Ji Fanxing would be effortless.

…

A week later, the first episode of “All-Round Singer” was about to be recorded.

Ji Fanxing got up early to hand her prepared music over to the music team—four songs in total, all love songs.
The music director was also present.
“Let’s not have any more mishaps this time,” Ji Fanxing warned.
“It won’t happen again! Last time, I’m truly sorry!” The music director was sincerely apologetic. The last performance blunder had only become legendary thanks to Ji Fanxing’s extraordinary skill; anyone else would have crashed and burned.
He just hoped Ji Fanxing would let the matter rest.
“The investigation found the staff member involved had been drinking before going on duty, which led to the chaos. He’s since been reassigned.”
“Drinking?” Ji Fanxing’s lips curled into a half-smile. From the glances exchanged on stage that day, she was certain it had been deliberate.

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“Yes, he’s been moved to logistics and has absolutely no access to the stage now,” the music director assured her multiple times.
Given his contrite attitude, Ji Fanxing let it go.
But just because that person couldn’t get near the stage didn’t mean he couldn’t cause trouble from elsewhere. If his target was indeed her, he’d slip up again, and when that happened, she wouldn’t show mercy.

For this competition, Ji Fanxing had not only a luxurious private dressing room, but even the makeup artist was far more professional than before.
Ji Fanxing’s presence was striking, her camera sense strong, and her natural beauty made her look even better on screen than in real life.
While most people looked worse on camera, Ji Fanxing’s features seemed to glow, as if the camera was her personal beauty filter.
The makeup artist, heart pounding, couldn’t resist snapping photos of her finished work.

Backstage, all the contestants gathered, preparing to go on.
Ji Shengxue, in a golden gown, exuded nobility and elegance, as if she’d stepped straight out of the light.
“Welcome, everyone, to the first episode of ‘All-Round Song King’!”
Host Brother Du kicked things off:
“I’m your host, Brother Du!”
…
“Now, let’s welcome our contestants to the stage!”
The curtain rose.
“Ah!!”
Amid the rousing accompaniment, the audience’s screams rose and fell, growing ever more feverish at the sight before them.
Ji Shengxue, standing at the front, smiled serenely at the enthusiastic crowd.
Suddenly, a shadow fell before her, growing darker and more focused; only then did she realize a stage lift was descending right in front of her.
“Please welcome our King—Ji Fanxing!!!”
Ji Fanxing appeared in a black strapless gown, her expression calm, eyes languid, exuding utter poise as she waved twice to the audience.
Introduced with great fanfare by Brother Du, she lightly lifted her dress’s hem and glided down to stand at center stage, right in front of Ji Shengxue.

Has Ji Fanxing had plastic surgery?
Her aura is incredible! I didn’t realize she was this beautiful.
LMAO, she might look good now, but it’s all for show! This is all the glory she’ll get!

At that moment, Li Ming launched his live stream, aptly named “Watching the Stars with Laughter.”
Seeing Ji Shengxue overshadowed by Ji Fanxing, he angrily made another promise to his viewers:
“As soon as Ji Fanxing gets knocked off the King’s seat today, I’ll send out red envelopes to everyone!”
The chat erupted with excitement, and even viewers who knew nothing of the rivalry began rooting for Ji Fanxing to lose, hoping to cash in.

The King’s seat was positioned directly across from the main stage. Ji Fanxing, the center of everyone’s “expectations,” looked speechlessly at the set brimming with pink flowers and balloons, topped by two enormous pink neon signs: “Love Song.”
Not only was this world’s entertainment scene lacking, even its stage aesthetics left much to be desired.
She glanced around. No one else seemed to mind the decor, and she suddenly felt a lonely sense of clarity, as if she alone was sober in a world gone mad.

Meanwhile, Brother Du was interacting with the mentors.
This episode’s performance order would be determined by a live draw, each of the four mentors taking turns.
The aim was to add suspense and tension.
Though going first meant making a deep impression, in a live voting system, judges tended to hold back on scores, always wondering if someone better might come later.
Brother Du peeked at the slip he drew, his expression exaggerated as he mouthed a silent “wow.”
The audience’s hearts leaped; everyone prayed it wouldn’t be their favorite, but curiosity about the chosen name soared.
Seeing that he’d piqued everyone’s interest, Brother Du stopped teasing and announced the result directly:

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“The first contestant is… Ji Fanxing!!!!”
A wave of excitement swept the room at the sound of her name.
On his stream, Li Ming hastily set down his chips, grinning from ear to ear:
“I thought we’d have to wait ages, but Ji Fanxing is up first! What terrible luck for her!”
“Let her face my judgment!”
Ji Fanxing, however, was unfazed. She didn’t buy that this was truly random—the producers knew exactly what the audience wanted, and how to keep them hooked.
With the final King’s Challenge holding viewers’ attention, her performing first would only intensify anticipation for what was to follow.
“Ha! Surprised? Didn’t see that coming, did you!!”
Brother Du nearly ran over to her, thrusting the mic in her direction:
“As King and as the first to take the stage, do you have anything to say to everyone?”
Ji Fanxing’s face remained impassive: “I feel regret.”
Haha, she’s scared!
Wow, is she really this lame? Begging for mercy already?
“I regret making things harder for the contestants who follow me. I hope everyone can stay true to themselves in the coming performances and not let me shake their confidence.”
Her words left everyone momentarily stunned.
It took a while to realize she wasn’t pleading—she was throwing down the gauntlet!
Shameless!
If I’m not mistaken, Ji Fanxing studied acting, didn’t she? Where does this confidence come from?
Even Brother Du hadn’t expected such bravado from her, but quickly recovered:
“As expected of the King! That’s the spirit! Ji Fanxing, good luck!”
“And now, let’s welcome Ji Fanxing with her performance of ‘Little Love Song’!!!”
Pfft! “Little Love Song”?! What kind of joke is that!
The almost childish title made the audience think Ji Fanxing was all bluster—talking big, only to sing something so underwhelming.

In the contestants’ seats, Ji Shengxue maintained a flawless poise, unreadable. Beside her, Song Qing couldn’t help but stifle a laugh.
Ji Fanxing had squandered her advantages; with a good voice, she could have played it safe, but instead tried to compete in songwriting. Now she’d become a laughingstock.
“Little Love Song,” seriously—pfft!

In the “Watching the Stars with Laughter” stream, Li Ming’s grin stretched to his ears. He’d already composed a scathing review in his mind, just waiting for Ji Fanxing to begin so he could roast her in real time.
At the mentors’ table, Ren Feichang shook his head at the song title, and even the two guest mentors covered their faces in embarrassment.
Only Xie Huai paused for a moment, then sat up straight, eyes fixed on the stage, his demeanor sharp and attentive.
The song title sounded perfunctory, but he didn’t believe Ji Fanxing was the type to take risks without reason.

Unfazed by the lack of faith, Ji Fanxing strode calmly onto the main stage, took the microphone, and signaled the start.
Pure, bright piano notes spilled forth.
From the very first bars, Xie Huai’s frown eased. Ji Fanxing’s performance matched his expectations, yet still managed to surprise.
The piano continued, laying a warm, romantic foundation for the song.
With the addition of guitar, the melody grew rich and three-dimensional.
Both the live audience and the viewers online found themselves irresistibly drawn in.

“This is a simple little love song~”
“Singing the twists and turns of people’s hearts~”