It was a great success. Shan Yatong’s role was set. At the moment, he was on the road driving to an autograph signing.
The signing was to be held in a garden square where there would be more foot traffic and people casually passing by. The flow of people would be more convenient.
As he rushed backstage to the signing site, he accepted several media interviews. When Shan Yatong pushed the door open, he could see dozens of TV media reporters sitting inside. He was surprised but quickly smiled, and said, “I’m really sorry to keep everyone waiting.” He sat down on a single armchair. “Let’s start now. I hope you won’t make things too difficult for me.”
Reporters came forward to greet him, each of them setting up their individual cameras. The smile on his face remained the same even as he looked at the microphones marked by the various major television stations, all piling up in front of him.
Lu Fan, who was standing to the side, saw this scene unfold and nodded with satisfaction. He had to say that Shan Yatong acted appropriately in this situation. He did not seem too petty, or too arrogant either.
“Before I ask my question, I want to congratulate you on behalf of XX TV for your album sales,” said a female reporter in a light-coloured suit as she stood up.
“Thank you. I also return your well wishes, I hope your station enjoys long and prosperous ratings.” Shan Yatong nodded, a graceful smile lifting the corners of his mouth.
The female reporter was slightly distracted, but quickly recovered and asked the first question from the top of her mind. “Regarding the album sales, we all know that the results are good. It also showcased your amazing singing skills. What did you think about working with Empress Lin on the song Millennium?”
This reporter’s question was moderate. It was more in line with the opening of a small press conference. Shan Yatong’s eyes scanned the microphones and he casually picked one up. Everyone could see that the logo on the microphone matched the television station this female reporter belonged to.
This respect for their respective television station made the reporter feel an extra layer of goodwill towards Shan Yatong. Without even realizing, a gentle smile spread over her face.
“Yuxin-jie and I have previously worked together in ‘Lincheng’. She’s also the first female artist I got to meet in Sky Crown Corporation. Personally, I am very lucky to work with Yuxin-jie.” Shan Yatong smiled. “Yuxin-jie is like no other, she is the perfect image of a queen.”
The crowd of media representatives smiled. Lin Yuxin has long since been established as a queen in the circle, but very few artists would explicitly say so. Now with Shan Yatong’s statement, there seems to be another layer of closeness to the media.
“It seems that the relationship between Yatong and Empress Lin is good.” The female reporter asked, “So what do you think about her acting skills?”
“A perfect queen is naturally perfect in everything.” Shan Yatong winked. “Reporter-jiejie, you must not let me accidentally speak ill of Yuxin-jie. Her queenly aura is not something I can bear.”
There was some laughter from the reporters in the room, and the atmosphere became livelier.
Another reporter stood up. “Hello, Yatong. I am a reporter for Manguo TV station. How many copies do you think the album will exceed in terms of sales?”
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Shan Yatong switched the microphone in his hand to the corresponding TV station. He rubbed his chin embarrassedly. “This kind of question is really hard for me to answer. But I certainly am hopeful. The more the better.” He clasped his hands together. “Everyone, please don’t grade me too harshly, ah.”
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Shan Yatong knew that the reputation of this specific TV station would never be so polite. Years ago, he had noticed that this station was always focused on ratings and would not let anything go. How could they let such a great opportunity go today.
“I don’t have a problem with Han Jing-jie,” he said, holding the microphone tightly. “It would probably be more appropriate to ask this question to someone else. This friend, do you have any other questions?”
Seemingly not answering the question, but implying that Han Jing’s death was related to Hang Jing’s boyfriend made Lu Fan look at Shan Yatong in surprise. He did not expect Shan Yatong to really care about Han Jing’s death.
The reporters present were also experienced. Naturally they understood what Shan Yatong meant. Recently, Sky Crown’s artists were surpassing Taylor’s. The reporters were not fools. Naturally they understand which side their station favoured.
The reporter then asked some more questions about the album. Just as the press conference was coming to an end, a reporter from Manguo TV asked a question again, causing the lively atmosphere to stiffen a little.
“Yatong, some media comments say that your cover of Emperor Jing’s ‘Go Back’ is seemingly not inferior to the original song even though it has a different style. What do you think about this statement?”
“If that’s the case, I am honored.”
“Well, what do you think about comments that say you have some of Emperor Jing’s style in you?”
Lu Fan’s expression changed slightly. He was about to step forward to help Shan Yatong answer the question, but he stopped in his tracks when he saw the smile on Shan Yatong’s face.
To imply that one artist is the shadow of another was considered an insult to many artists. Although Shan Yatong was usually smiling, Lu Fan knew how proud he was.
“This reporter friend is really putting me in a difficult position. If I were able to understand my own style, then I would be able to change it at will.” He shrugged. “I think my friends who like me will call me Yatong, and if they really thought I resembled Emperor Jing, then I only wish I could have plastic surgery to look like him too. After all, if I can truly look like him, I don’t even know how many beautiful women would fall for me.”
The tense atmosphere was broken once again because of Shan Yatong’s regretful tone of voice. After the press conference, many reporters were relieved to have something they had come out with selling points without offending the newcomer. The atmosphere of the interview was good.
Now that the press conference was over, the signing session was about to start. Lu Fan straightened Shan Yatong’s clothes, and said, “Your performance was great today. There are already a lot of your fans gathered outside, waiting. Good luck.”
Shan Yatong smiled. He pushed the door to the stage entrance.
Lu Fan stood in place, watching the young man’s back. He pushed his glasses up. If it were him, maybe he could achieve his goal.
As soon as he reached the stage, he heard a tidal wave of screams. He could hear a chorus of “I love you, my prince!” Shan Yatong smiled, immediately drawing even louder screams.
He walked elegantly to the center of the stage. Shan Yatong was like a medieval noble prince, bowing to salute. He straightened up with a smile on his face. “Dearly beloved friends, hello everyone.”
“Hello Prince Tong!”
The crowd chorused together, drawing an even wider smile from Shan Yatong.
Putting his long, thin index finger to his lips, he made a soft “shhh” motion. The room fell silent.
“Now, let us travel through a thousand years and listen to the love of the millennium.” As soon as he finished speaking, the familiar melody rang out. Shan Yatong picked up the microphone and looked at the expectant faces peering up at the stage. “For everyone in real life, we must hold our loved ones close. Do not wait a thousand years.”
The fans watched quietly as the young man on stage sang songs they had heard a hundred times before. But, even so, hearing his voice live gave a different feeling. It was as if their own hearts were gripped tight by that endless wait, and they could not help but feel sick at heart.
This was their favourite prince, ah!
A prince who is always smiling shyly, and making people feel warm and heartbroken! There were some young girls on the scene who had already shed tears. But they still tried to keep their eyes wide open to watch the young man on stage.
A black Lincoln car stopped quietly in the corner of the square. The man looked at the stars gathered around the moon. He raised an eyebrow at the female assistant beside him. “And this man is…?”
The female assistant looked away from the man on the stage and coughed dryly, returning to her everyday competent appearance.
“President, he is an artist under Sky Crown Corporation. He’s only recently risen in popularity, but the roles he plays and the songs he sings are extremely popular. Everyone loves him. They lovingly nicknamed him “Prince” and then, “Prince Tong”. Today is his autograph signing session,” she said, looking back in that direction again expectantly. In fact, she also wanted to go to the signing session.
Nodding, the man motioned to the driver to continue driving. A good singer, but just an entertainer nonetheless.
The female assistant watched sadly as the square disappeared from view. She wanted to scratch her paws on the car, she wanted to go too, ah!
At the end of a song ‘Millennium’, the screams almost drowned out the entire square. Shan Yatong smiled, and suddenly the crowd burst into screams again, eyes trained somewhere behind him. Baffled, he turned his head, and froze.
Emperor Xiao, who was supposed to be on a plane for something scheduled out of town, was wearing a white suit with yellow roses in his hand. He walked up to Shan Yatong in an elegant manner.
As for the fans, they had already gone crazy. There was a frenzy of phones and cameras all over the place.
“If only Emperor Xiao was holding red roses, then it would be even more romantic,” said a woman in the crowd, who was both excited and regretful.
On stage, Shan Yatong was already smiling. He accepted the yellow roses from Xiao Qishen’s hands, and cooperated with all the fans and media under the stage, letting them take pictures.
Then, at the insistence of the fans, the two sang a song.
Unbeknownst to them, the video of the two singing together became the most-clicked video on a website called DanLe Park.Lu Fan frowned at the two people singing on the stage. He twisted his head to look at Xie Xun standing beside him. “Didn’t he have something scheduled?”
Xie Xun shrugged, and said he was helpless. He also didn’t expect that this time, Emperor XIao would be so serious, even to the point of being so attentive.
Lu Fan gritted his teeth. Xiao Qishen, this freaking brokeback!
A black Mercedes Benz slowly drove up to the square. Luo Yanqian looked away and closed his eyes. To the driver, he said, “Go.”
It was just a yellow rose, representing friendship.
The moment his window closed, all the screams died away and the whole world went silent.
Edited by Kyou
Awnn thanks for the chapter ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Thank you!
thanks for the chapter <3
I didn’t expect that half through story I would be slapped with new character
thanks for the chapter~
It might be the other Xiao?
Thanks for the chapter ♥️♥️
Another character! Come on, author !! How many love interests do our Yatong needs?
I already felt bad for Yanqian , Qishen and Ruanqing! NOw you’re gonna add another? Just give them to me SY!!! A lotta girls are waiting🥺😤
I’m really enjoying this novel. I think we might actually have met an important character in ch 50…
Kinda feel bad for LYQ.. the youngest has become someone who’s most restrained. Happy to see more of MC starting to show off his talents.
… i cant help but feel distressed for luo luo he’s getting blocked from every possible way