57: Chapter 57 What kind of fate is needed to go through all this time and become a family?

The crying stopped quickly.

Immediately, crying broke out in another spot.

Gradually, there was crying at seven or eight tables.

At one table.

A five or six-year-old boy, sitting on his mother's lap, looked up and asked.

"Mom, why are you crying?"

His mother was crying and laughing at the same time.

"It's nothing, Mom's fine, Mom's fine."

At another table.

A middle-aged man thought of his fifteen or sixteen-year-old daughter at home, thought of what it would be like when she got married, and his heart tightened, his eyes instantly turning red.

"This song... damn..."

Beside Cheng Wan, a middle-aged man put his arm around her waist, his voice a bit hoarse.

"Wan'er, I shouldn't have... yelled at you yesterday because you put too much salt in the cooking. You have to go to work and take care of the kid, and I..."

His voice choked up.

Cheng Wan's eyes filled with hot tears.

"I also shouldn't have punished you by making you kneel on a Washboard just because you hid three hundred yuan of private money."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and began to hum along softly with Qin Xun.

"It must be a special fate, to walk all the way and become a family."

"He loves you a little more, you give a little back, finding the possibility of happiness."

Backstage.

The bride and groom embraced tightly, crying their eyes out.

The groom comforted her: "Don't cry, it's only hard for a little while, it will pass."

The bride said coquettishly.

"I'm crying because I'm happy."

"Others say you're clumsy with words, but they don't know that people who are clumsy with words have good hearts!"

When Song Ying heard Qin Xun singing, she ran from backstage to the main hall. Hearing him open his voice, she couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on her scalp.

She had been taught to sing by Qin Xun before, but Qin Xun had never demonstrated it himself.

This was her first time listening.

She was immediately conquered by Qin Xun's singing skills!

This is a live, a cappella performance?

It actually has this kind of emotional impact?

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have definitely thought it was a recording.

Song Ying quickly took out her phone and started filming Qin Xun.

"Brother, I didn't go viral, but you're about to!"

Xia Ning looked around.

She saw women crying everywhere; some were weeping alone, some were weeping in each other's arms, and some were already kissing passionately.

She was somewhat moved, turned her head, and quietly watched Qin Xun on stage.

"It must be a special fate?"

Since she was a child, she had never felt a spark for any man.

Because of this, she was even forced by her family to get tested, confirming that she was a woman with a normal sexual orientation.

She was also forced to see a psychologist.

The psychologist said.

"You are completely normal, you just haven't met the person who makes your heart flutter."

Xia Ning rested her cheek on one hand, watching Qin Xun on stage, somewhat dazed.

"What kind of fate does it really take to walk all the way and... become a family with a stranger?"

The song ended.

Qin Xun let out a breath and glanced at the table of the bride's colleagues.

He pointed to the back of the stage, where the wedding photos of the couple were looping on the big screen, and said softly.

"The groom is not good with words, and there are a few things he wants to say to the bride through me."

"The reason he chose the 'as promised' hall among the many banquet halls in this hotel is because of his wish for the bride."

In the banquet hall, everyone listened intently.

Having been won over by his song just now, they believed he truly had the ability to command a 100,000 appearance fee, so they were particularly attentive to what he had to say.

Qin Xun's voice was slow and filled with deep affection as he spoke.

"as promised..."

"May you be warm in the three winters, may you not be cold in the spring."

"May you have a light when it's dark, and an umbrella when it rains."

"May you have a good companion by your side all along the way."

"May time slow down, may old friends never drift apart."

"..."

Listening to Qin Xun's words, it felt as if warm currents were flowing through everyone's hearts.

They had attended too many cookie-cutter wedding banquets.

But today, they had truly seen something new!

Full of emotion, full of surprises.

Cheng Wan had an auntie-smile on her face, wiped the tears from her face, looked at Qin Xun, and thought about how she would make things convenient for him at the company whenever she could in the future.

Even if she couldn't, she would find a way to make it convenient.

This was such a face-saver for her nephew!

Xia Ning looked at the serious Qin Xun on stage, lost in thought.

He could clearly be serious, so why was he usually so... despicable?

Was it because of Song Ying today?

If that were really the case, then that would be even more despicable!

Qin Xun finished his segment about "May You".

In the banquet hall, a round of enthusiastic applause broke out.

And the bride's colleague, the one named Zhao Juan, had a face as dark as a pot lid.

Someone at the same table mocked her.

"I was almost moved to death, I cried until my eyes were red. Sister Juan, why didn't you take out the tissues you prepared? Didn't you want to cry?"

Zhao Juan stood up: "I... I have something else to do, I'm leaving first!"

Suddenly.

From behind the stage, the groom walked up holding the bride's hand and stood in front of Qin Xun.

With tears in their eyes, they both bowed to Qin Xun simultaneously, a thousand words condensing into one sentence.

"Thank you!"

In the hall, even more enthusiastic applause erupted.

To avoid the people coming over one after another to offer toasts, Qin Xun left quietly immediately after singing.

He sent a message in the company group chat.

[Everything is going according to plan. The Technical Department, work some overtime. All colleagues, send the recorded videos to the Technical Department.]

[Technical Department, edit the videos according to my requirements from the previous meeting. Except for Xia Ning's, blur everyone else's so the audience can't see Song Ying's face clearly.]

[Only edit a short clip for each video, do not release the full song.]

[Once edited, submit them to me for review.]

The group chat replied quickly.

[Technical Department — Liu Hong: Received!]

[We will definitely get it done within two hours!]

Qin Xun rode his electric scooter and returned home.

He turned on his computer to play games.

He played for over an hour.

Suddenly!

A notification popped up in the bottom right corner of the computer desktop, and he clicked it to see.

It was a message from Liu Hong from the Technical Department.

[Supervisor Qin, the videos have been edited! Please review them!]

Qin Xun opened his email, took a quick look, and nodded.

"As long as these 35 videos don't show the face clearly and don't have the full song, it's fine."

"Everything else doesn't matter!"

Qin Xun replied to Liu Hong.

[Very good! Send each person's video back to them.]

Immediately after.

He sent a message in the company group chat.

[Everyone at Oak Tree, upload the videos to your own Douyin. Creating a new secondary account is fine too.]

[At the same time, invest 1000 yuan in dou+, buying 50,000 views.]

[The company will reimburse you!]

Soon.

Cheng Wan replied.

[Received]

And using her administrator privileges, she @ everyone.

Before long.

[Received!]

[Received!]

...

Qin Xun glanced at it; Xia Ning was the first to reply "Received" besides Cheng Wan.

He sneered.

"Hmph, a lackey for the capitalists!"

Suddenly.

He thought of his slacking-off value and opened the panel to look.

[slacking-off value: 45030]

"It only went up by a pitiful 20 points."

"Sigh... I should have taken Xia Ning and Song Ying to go play for a while."

"Does slacking off during overtime count as slacking off?"

He picked up his phone and sent a message to Xia Ning.

[Little Xia, help me ask Song Ying out. Let's go to a milk tea shop to chat and cheer up this unhappy little kid.]

Opposite Qin Xun, in Xia Ning's bedroom.

Through the surveillance interface on her phone, she confirmed that Qin Xun had entered his bedroom, having returned to her own bedroom just a while ago, heart pounding with anxiety.

Suddenly.

She saw Qin Xun's message, frowned, and replied.

[Uncle, I'm a little kid, I'm not going!]

Soon.

Qin Xun replied.

[You're older than me, Grandma.]

Xia Ning froze, her expression turning cold.

She walked to the corner of the bedroom, dragged out a red password-locked suitcase, and pulled out a stun gun, pepper spray, a baton, needle-nose pliers...

She laid them out on the floor one by one.

She turned her head and looked at the tightly closed bedroom door.

"Qin Xun, sooner or later, you'll die by my hand."

In a villa in Haicheng.

Song Ying was soaking in the rooftop pool, sighing.

"I absolutely cannot let my classmates know that I spent 300,000, only for it to go down the drain. They would laugh me to death."

She covered her face with both hands.

"So embarrassing!"

"Ah!"

"If any classmates scroll past a video of me singing at the wedding, how am I supposed to explain it?"

"300 yuan a day, working a summer job?"

A dozen minutes later.

35 videos from different angles of the same young girl singing on the wedding stage were uploaded to Douyin.

From this moment on.

With the boost of money buying views, many people scrolled past them, triggering many likes, saves, and comments.

Thus, an even bigger wave of organic traffic erupted.

This series of videos seemed to have mastered Douyin's algorithm, spreading like a plague at a terrifying speed.

Gradually, it formed a storm that was about to sweep across the entire internet.

And the culprit, Qin Xun, was still playing computer games.

Let the wind and waves rise, he sat steadily on the fishing platform.

"Monster, where are you running!"