This Girl Forced to Become an Entertainment Company Boss

The busiest period had finally passed, and the Spring Festival was just around the corner. Most of the work had been wrapped up, and the atmosphere in the office was filled with the joy of the upcoming holiday. Employees sipped coffee at their desks, chatted leisurely, and enjoyed the relaxed vibe.

As usual, Jiang Juyou drove into the elevator and took it up to the second-floor parking lot. Though it was a familiar route, today felt distinctly different.

Today was Jiang Juyou’s last day working in the office. She had already given all the necessary instructions earlier, so today was just a final check-in before her departure tomorrow.

As she walked in, the assistants at their desks greeted her warmly, “Good morning, Producer Jiang!”

“Good morning,” Jiang Juyou replied, carrying her bag as she entered.

The company had just announced that they would have a fourteen-day holiday for the Spring Festival, which was incredibly exciting news. Everyone was in such high spirits that they could hardly focus on work, instead chatting away.

When an assistant brought her a cup of hot tea, Jiang Juyou noticed the joy on the assistant’s face and knew the holiday announcement must have been made.

“How many days until the holiday?” Jiang Juyou asked with a smile as she accepted the tea.

The assistant couldn’t contain her excitement, grinning widely. “Just one week!”

Jiang Juyou couldn’t help but laugh along. “Alright, go enjoy yourself. I don’t have much to do today, so don’t worry about me.”

“Hehe, thank you, Producer Jiang. Just call us if you need anything. We’ll be right outside.”

“Sure.”

Though there was still a week until the Spring Festival holiday, the festive atmosphere had already taken over. The administrative department was busy preparing the holiday gifts for the employees, and people from various departments took turns going downstairs to collect them, reminiscent of the excitement of receiving textbooks back in school.

Two floors down, however, the atmosphere was completely different. The groups were busy preparing for their upcoming performances. The choreography and song selections were finalized, and today marked the start of their practice sessions.

Even during practice, they kept an eye on the time. Pei Luming kept checking his phone and reminding his teammates, “It’s almost eleven. Producer Jiang should be at work by now.”

“Obviously she’s here. The question is, when is she leaving? What if we miss her?”

“Who decided to schedule this during lunchtime? Couldn’t it have been earlier?”

“How could it be earlier? We had to learn the new choreography this morning.”

“…This is giving me a headache.”

People in other practice rooms were also keeping track of time, worried they might miss their chance. Some even called upstairs during bathroom breaks to ask if Producer Jiang had left yet.

“Not yet,” the assistant replied, glancing toward the office. “Producer Jiang is still here. Do you need to see her? You should come up now if you do, because she’s about to leave soon.”

Jiang Juyou was planning to head downstairs to check on the preparations for the holiday gifts, so she wouldn’t be in the office for much longer.

Misinterpreting the situation, the anxious group members panicked, clutching their phones nervously.

Han Lemi frantically spoke into the phone, “No, no! We were just asking!”

“Oh… alright. Is there anything else you need?”

“No, nothing else. Goodbye!”

“Okay, goodbye.”

The four of them were like ants on a hot pan. Si Yanyu nudged Pei Zhiping, urging her to notify the others quickly.

Meanwhile, upstairs, Jiang Juyou was discussing this year’s plans with the managers of several groups.

“I’ll say it again: you need to bring something new to the table. Before the public’s perception of the group’s music becomes fixed, you have to break the mold. Don’t rely solely on the group’s popularity. You need to be vigilant. Sometimes, good results come because the music is genuinely good, not just because the members are popular.”

“In the last few album releases, the discussions have mostly been about the album design or the content, with very little focus on the music itself. At our core, we’re a performance group. Don’t let these things overshadow that. I hope everyone will pay more attention to song selection for the next comeback.”

“If you really can’t decide on the songs, you can delay the comeback, but make sure to keep up with other activities to maintain exposure.”

The people sitting on the sofa nodded in agreement.

After finishing her reminders, Jiang Juyou’s pre-holiday work was officially done.

She rubbed her knees, let out a long breath, and said, “Alright, everyone, go grab lunch. It’s almost noon.”

As she stood up, the others followed suit. Lin Jie suggested, “Let’s have lunch together, boss.”

“Yeah, we won’t be able to see you off at the airport tomorrow.”

“Exactly, let’s have lunch together. We haven’t really gotten together much this year.”

Jiang Juyou smiled helplessly. “Alright, you all go ahead. I need to head home. I promised to have lunch with my family.”

“I’m just moving my work location to London; it’s not like I’m quitting. You’re all being so dramatic. We’ll still have online meetings after the holiday. Let’s not make this awkward,” she said, rubbing her shoulders.

Hearing this, Lin Jie fell silent and silently prayed for the kids downstairs.

Downstairs, chaos ensued as they rushed back and forth to the Galaxy Venue. Some were assigned to go upstairs to find Jiang Juyou, and even before the surprise began, they were already feeling emotional.

After seeing off her subordinates, Jiang Juyou began packing up her office, planning to take the last few books home.

Rather than feeling sentimental, she was mostly looking forward to finally being able to relax without worrying about company matters.

Just as she was about to leave with her bag, there was a knock on the door.

“Knock knock—”

Jiang Juyou turned around. “Come in.”

Pei Zhiping and Pei Luming shuffled in, with Pei Luming almost tripping over himself. Once inside, they both scratched their heads in unison.

Jiang Juyou looked at them. “What’s up? Do you need something?”

“…Producer Jiang, we’ve practiced enough. We’d like you to come down and take a look,” Pei Luming said, having been pushed in without a proper excuse.

Jiang Juyou thought for a moment. “For the music festival?”

“Yes, yes!” the siblings nodded.

Jiang Juyou was a bit surprised. “Already? That was fast.”

In her mind, Cong Lixia chimed in, “I bet they’ve prepared a surprise for you.”

Jiang Juyou mentally replied, “Isn’t it a bit rude to just reveal it like that?”

“…Hmph.”

Jiang Juyou had already guessed that the kids downstairs were planning a surprise. With over forty of them, no matter how quietly they tried to keep it, the staff around them had figured it out, and word had eventually reached her ears.

No one had told her directly, but she could tell from the way they occasionally glanced at her. She had initially thought it was Lin Jie and the others, but after she politely declined their invitation, they didn’t push further, so it probably wasn’t them.

Now, it seemed the answer was clear.

Jiang Juyou nodded with a smile. “Alright, let me just grab these books.”

She picked up the three books from her desk, which had been cluttered with items. Now, it was almost empty, with only her nameplate left behind.

Pei Luming and Pei Zhiping stepped forward, offering to help carry the books, but before they could even reach out, Jiang Juyou had already packed them into her bag.

“Producer Jiang, let me carry your bag for you,” Pei Luming said, eyeing her bag.

Jiang Juyou shook her head. “No need. Lead the way. The main practice room?”

Pei Luming and Pei Zhiping exchanged a glance and shook their heads.

—

After some frantic preparations, the large screen in the venue was finally set up.

Pei Luming and Pei Zhiping led Jiang Juyou through the underground passage. As they walked, Pei Luming kept giving Pei Zhiping meaningful looks.

“Uh, Producer Jiang, I’ll go ahead and check if they’ve decided on the order!” Pei Zhiping said, preparing to run off.

Jiang Juyou, already aware of their little scheme, nodded and let her go.

As they walked, Pei Luming was uncharacteristically quiet. He wasn’t sure what to say, worried he might make the atmosphere too sentimental. He didn’t want to end up crying before Producer Jiang did.

“What day is your comeback again?” Jiang Juyou asked casually.

“Oh, it’s on the third day of the New Year. We’ll release the song then and promote for three weeks.”

“That’s not far off.”

“Yeah, we’ve been practicing hard lately.”

Because it was winter break, most of the groups under Random Entertainment were active during this period. This year was a bit different—besides their usual album promotions, they also had to prepare performances for the music festival.

The performances for the music festival couldn’t be the same as before, so parts of the choreography and introductions had to be reworked, making them especially busy.

They barely had any time to go home for the New Year.

Finally, Pei Luming mustered up the courage to ask, “So, Director Jiang, are you spending the New Year abroad?”

“No, I’ll be celebrating it here in the country,” Jiang Juyou replied directly.

Pei Luming, who had been walking, suddenly stopped. Wait, the intel was wrong. He had heard that Director Jiang was leaving tomorrow and that today was her last day at work.

But if she was staying in the country for the New Year, the information clearly didn’t add up!

Jiang Juyou noticed the flicker in his eyes and tried hard to suppress a smile, pretending not to notice as she asked, “What’s wrong?”

“…Nothing,” Pei Luming replied, feeling like he wanted to disappear. Why had they given him such a difficult task?

If today wasn’t actually Director Jiang’s last day at work, and they had already said their goodbyes, only to see her again tomorrow, it would be beyond awkward.

He closed his eyes briefly, then trudged forward, turning back to say, “Director Jiang, take your time. I’ll go ahead and check on things!”

Behind him, Jiang Juyou could barely hold back her laughter.

“It seems like their surprise is going to fail,” Cong Lixia commented.

Jiang Juyou smiled, not minding at all. “The fact that they prepared something is already a surprise. Where else can you find kids like this in the industry nowadays?”

“…You really like them.”

“Of course I do. I’m the one who chose them.”

In the quiet hallway, Cong Lixia suddenly asked—

“What about me?”

“What about you?”

“Am I No. 3?”

“Yes, yes, you’re No. 3.”

As they wandered, Jiang Juyou arrived at the entrance of the Galaxy Venue.

It had been a long time since she’d been here. The last time was around this time last year when they were preparing for a music show.

Passing by the restroom, Jiang Juyou glanced at it and said, “I still remember the moment we drew the restroom.”

Memories of her struggles here flashed before her eyes. She looked at the path she used to walk frequently, then continued forward, arriving backstage.

She estimated that everything inside was ready and finally walked in.

Pei Luming happened to be coming out to fetch her. Seeing her approach, he quickly shouted, “We can start now!” before hurriedly running off.

To cover up their real plan, they had actually prepared a segment of the music festival’s opening performance. On stage were the seven members of Fructose, while the rest pretended to be seated in the audience, looking as if they were waiting for the show to begin.

In reality, Jiang Juyou had already spotted the bouquets hidden by their legs.

She turned her head slightly, pretending not to notice, and sat in the middle to watch the performance.

They cleverly used a fading melody in Fructose’s music to transition into the pre-prepared accompaniment. The screen suddenly changed, showing a group photo of all forty-something of them with Director Jiang.

The photo was taken during this year’s New Year’s Eve performance. They were all wearing the custom hoodies they’d ordered, sitting around Jiang Juyou like children, happily flashing peace signs at the camera.

Next came a short video.

In the darkness, Pei Luming stood at the entrance of Random Entertainment’s building, hugging the logo and saying, “Director Jiang, don’t worry. I’ll protect this logo with my life!”

Gao Xiayu stood in front of the coffee machine on the fifth floor, saying, “Director Jiang, don’t worry. I’ll take care of your coffee machine!”

On the top floor, Ye Xing pointed at a potted plant and said, “Director Jiang, don’t worry. I’ll take care of this pothos…” Then he turned to the person behind the camera and added, “Honestly, though, this pothos wouldn’t survive outside, right?”

“…Who put it there?”

“No idea.”

The room erupted in laughter, and Gao Xiayu, who had edited the video, froze in embarrassment.

Jiang Juyou was also shaking with laughter.

When it was the girl group’s turn, Pei Zhiping pointed at Han Lemi, who was eating, and said, “Director Jiang, don’t worry. I’ll keep the company’s food expenses in check.”

Han Lemi, who was gnawing on a duck leg, looked up and said, “What… are you filming me for?”

Pei Zhiping took the duck leg from her plate and said, “Eat less. I’m protecting the company’s assets.”

“Sis! I’ve only had two duck legs today!”

“Get out of here. I’m protecting the company’s assets!”

With that, the two of them started chasing each other.

The room burst into laughter again.

While watching the video, Yao Shuo whispered to Gao Xiayu, “I think this version is the best.”

Originally, it was supposed to be emotional, but Gao Xiayu thought it might be too much. If only they ended up crying, it would be awkward. So, two days ago, he came up with a new idea and re-shot the segment.

Some of the funny moments weren’t intentional; they just happened to slip through.

In the final segment, they all crowded in front of the finance office, pointing at the staff inside and saying, “Director Jiang, don’t worry. We’ll make the finances soar!”

The finance staff behind them: “…?”

“What finances? Who messed up?”

“Oops, sorry! Let’s do it again!”

“You’re the one who messed up, and you’re shouting so loud!”

“Let’s go again, everyone, focus!”

“One, two, three—”

“Director Jiang, don’t worry! We’ll make the profits soar!”

“Are you sure it’s profits and not sales?”

“Can we even control profits?”

“What is it? Who wrote this script?”

“Ugh, just say profits!”

Jiang Juyou was laughing so hard she could barely sit up straight. The little chicks behind her giggled, seeing her reaction. It seemed like their plan had succeeded.

Pei Luming, sitting diagonally behind Jiang Juyou, felt a bit shy and pouted, fidgeting. The girls behind him quickly got up and handed her the bouquets they’d prepared.

The boys, meanwhile, pushed Pei Luming forward to give Director Jiang the letter booklet they’d prepared.

“Director Jiang, rest well when you’re in the UK,” Han Lemi said as she handed Jiang Juyou the bouquet, taking the opportunity to hug her.

Jiang Juyou hugged her back. “Thank you.”

The other girls quickly followed suit, hugging her one by one.

The boys waited until they were done before handing over the booklet. “Director Jiang, these are the letters we wrote for you.”

Jiang Wangran quickly added, “But Director Jiang, it’s best to read them after you’re on the plane!”

Jiang Juyou looked at the booklet in her hands. The cover featured the Galaxy Venue, and upon closer inspection, it seemed to be a collage of each group’s first time performing on that stage.

She gently touched the cover and looked up at them. “Okay.”

She didn’t spoil the moment by saying she was only going abroad for a year or that they’d see each other at the music festival. Instead, she accepted their surprise and preparation.

Jiang Juyou’s gaze swept over them, and she smiled. “Thank you.”

At that moment, she truly felt touched.

-

When Jiang Juyou went abroad, there was little news about it. It wasn’t until Random Entertainment started promoting the music festival schedules for their groups that people realized Jiang Juyou must already be in the UK by this time of year.

She had left for the UK at the end of January, and now it was almost April.

Since she wasn’t in the country, fans couldn’t get any updates about her, and there were almost no sightings of her online. The only thing they knew was that she would soon be heading to the US to watch the performances of Random Entertainment’s artists.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Jiang Liuxing and Liu Yue had also come along, but this time, their fangirl duo had expanded to three—

The three of them drove along the road leading to Coachella, surrounded by endless desert scenery.

The golden sand dunes shimmered under the sun, and the winding road in the distance sparkled in the hot wind. Occasionally, they passed small towns where some shops had already hung up festive flags. The orange light bathed the picturesque desert, making everything feel full of anticipation and holiday spirit.

The vehicles along the way were diverse—young people drove colorful RVs, and there were caravans adorned with elaborate patterns. Each car carried its own unique style and energy.

Jiang Juyou was behind the wheel, while the two in the backseat were already going wild. They opened the windows, letting the desert wind rush in as they cheered and screamed, the scarves in their hands fluttering out the window, giving shape to the speed.

The rhythmic music blared inside the car as the two in the backseat swayed wildly. Once the car came to a stop in the parking lot, their excitement subsided, and they grabbed their small bags, ready to step out.

The real adventure began once they got through the ticket check and entered the venue.

The air was filled with enchanting music, and colorful flags fluttered in the wind. The crowd was a vibrant mix of fashion styles, ranging from eccentric and bold to sleek and minimalist—each person a unique sight to behold.

A sense of freedom permeated the atmosphere as Jiang Liuxing and Liu Yue eagerly immersed themselves in the lively ambiance, ready to embark on a dazzling journey of energy and music.

Jiang Juyou didn’t join her colleagues but instead tagged along with the two of them to experience the event from the audience’s perspective.

“Wow, look at everyone’s outfits! They’re so creative!”

“…But won’t they get cold at night?”

“Did you see that guy dressed as an astronaut? So cool!”

“Cool, sure, but isn’t he hot? It’s pretty warm here during the day!”

Listening to their chatter, Jiang Juyou also glanced around.

Jiang Liuxing turned to her sister, “Sis! Let’s grab some food first, okay?”

Jiang Juyou sighed, “I knew what you were going to say the moment you turned around.”

“Your sister is something else… No matter where we go, her first priority is always food,” Liu Yue said, giving a thumbs-up. “Not a bad thing—she’ll never starve.”

They made their way to the food area.

Stalls lined the space, offering a feast for the eyes and the stomach. Some booths served fresh fruit salads, colorful salad rolls, grilled corn, and Mexican tacos, while others specialized in mouthwatering burgers, fried chicken, pizza, and burritos. The enticing aromas made their mouths water.

Each of them grabbed something to eat and drink as they headed toward their destination.

By the time they arrived, their snacks were nearly finished.

As they approached the stage, the air was thick with the pulsating beats of electronic music.

The massive stage was adorned with dreamy LED lights, laser effects, and multiple large projection screens, creating a breathtaking visual spectacle. The music blasted from powerful speakers, resonating in the chests of every audience member, filling the stage area with excitement and the rhythm of dance music.

The crowd gathered around the Sahara stage, moving and dancing to the beat, their bodies swaying in sync with the music. The mesmerizing light effects, combined with the DJ’s performance, transformed the area into an unparalleled electronic music paradise.

Among the crowd were both seasoned festival-goers and some dedicated fans who had already gathered.

Backstage in the trailers, several groups had finished their makeup and were preparing for their performances in a few hours.

Pei Luming glanced at the bustling staff and turned to the leader, “Will Producer Jiang come?”

“…There’s word that she might.”

“We’re insiders, and we still have to rely on rumors?”

“Even Producer Lin isn’t sure.”

“Alright then.”

Fans back home were already counting down—just two more hours until Random Entertainment’s segment.

Coachella had multiple stages, and the livestreams were divided accordingly. Since there was no official livestream in China, fans had to find their own ways to watch.

“I heard someone ran into Jiejiuyao.”

“Any pictures?”

“They’re really there!!!”

“Will we be able to see Jiejiuyao from the audience?”

“What are you thinking? No way!”

“Can someone share a livestream link? Mine got blocked again.”

“Don’t comment in the livestream—it’ll get taken down.”

“One more hour!”

“I just rewatched the clips of Jiejiuyao taking them to Coachella to experience the stage magic last night. So nostalgic…”

Over the past couple of days, Chinese social media accounts had been heavily promoting the videos of Jiang Juyou taking the first-generation trainees to Coachella. Those episodes had gone viral on Douyin, drawing many casual viewers to watch the original footage on Bilibili.

The comments were filled with people revisiting the clips.

“Such baby-faced darlings.”

“I always thought Pei Luming hadn’t changed much, but looking back now, he’s really grown up!”

“My little Gao Xiayu, my beloved leader!”

“So this is when Ye Xing started to come out of his shell!”

As they switched between livestreams to pass the time, it was finally Random Entertainment’s turn to perform.

The livestream was playing ads, and the opening group, Equals3, was already backstage, ready to go. The instruments were set up on stage, and the audience erupted in cheers.

Though the live visuals weren’t visible, the sound of the cheers made the comment section scroll faster.

“Ahhh, here we go!”

“Which group is up first?”

“So excited! I just got into them last week, and now I’m catching their performance!”

“I’m pumped, everyone!”

The ad screen switched, and the camera panned over the crowd—a sea of heads packed tightly together.

“Holy cow, so many people!”

“This stage is always packed. The previous DJ is really famous.”

“Dancing with this many people must be amazing!”

“I’ve been there—the smell at the venue is not great.”

“Why? Do foreigners have strong body odor?”

“It’s not just that… Don’t ask if you’re too young!”

Without any introductory VCR, the screen lit up with green flames, displaying the group’s name: Equals3.

The sound of drumsticks clashing rang out—once, twice, and then a third time, successfully grabbing everyone’s attention. The beats grew faster and faster.

Jiang Wangran stood at the center of the stage with his guitar and shouted in rhythm, “One, two, three—”

The electric guitar roared to life, instantly igniting the crowd as the other instruments quickly filled the soundscape.

Sang Mo wildly swung his guitar on stage, his fingers dancing across the strings. Each note was played with precision and passion, the melody pulsating with his emotions, leading the band and the audience into a sea of music.

Jiang Wangran stood at the center, eyes slightly closed, fully immersed in the emotion of the song. His voice, like a heavenly instrument, rose and fell with the melody, brimming with intensity.

The audience couldn’t help but sway their heads, and those at the front cheered loudly. They might not have known who was on stage, but that didn’t stop them from getting swept up in the music.

Chen Wu played the bass, swaying to the rhythm, adding a steady foundation to the music. His fingers jumped across the low strings, providing a solid backbone for the performance, perfectly synced with the drummer to create a dynamic musical atmosphere.

No one expected the first song to be this electrifying, and the entire crowd started jumping.

Jiang Juyou and the others stood further back, unable to see the stage clearly, but the music reached them just fine.

Jiang Liuxing shouted in her ear, “Ahhh, I’ve fallen for Sang Mo all over again! Hubby! I’m your number one sit-up queen!”

Liu Yue, who was dancing with her hands in the air, turned and saw Jiang Juyou standing still. She grabbed her hand and pulled her into the dance, “Come on! You’re not here to work!”

The performers on stage radiated boundless charisma, every note shining like a twinkling star. The crowd’s enthusiasm soared higher, and everything felt perfect, as if this moment was frozen in time.

It seemed some people even knew the song, as faint voices started singing along.

Jiang Liuxing and Liu Yue were surprised by this and exchanged a glance before dancing even more joyfully, more energetically than they ever did at bars.

Liu Yue shouted, patting Jiang Juyou, “Stop holding back! Can’t you hear it—” She pointed at the speakers and yelled into Jiang Juyou’s ear, “The sound of money coming in!”

Jiang Juyou finally relaxed a little, laughing at the comment. She nodded and started swaying slightly.

Equals3’s opening performance brought them back into the spotlight for domestic audiences. Regardless of public opinion, the livestream viewers were already losing their minds over how cool they were.

The comments were a chaotic mix of excitement and adoration.

“Ahhh, stop promoting them! What if my Equals3 actually gets popular because of you?!”

“Everyone here is responsible for Equals3’s rise to fame!”

“I don’t get the comments—weren’t they already popular?”

“We just wanted to be Random Entertainment’s backup, not have them blow up like this!”

“Ahhh—my husband! I can’t take it! I want to squish you and stuff you in my mouth! Nom nom nom!”

“The moment the guitar started playing, I felt at peace.”

As the main groups promoted by Random Entertainment, Equals3, Timetrain, AIcho, and FLXT each had a stage time of about three and a half songs, lasting around ten minutes, with Timetrain’s being slightly longer.

During the transition, Equals3 chose a high-energy track, with the dancers at the front of the stage urging the audience to jump along.

When it was Sang Mo’s turn to sing, he joined in the dancing, showing no signs of fatigue even as sweat drenched his neck. He kept bouncing around the stage with endless energy.

Their performance completely captivated the audience, even those standing at the back who had been on higher ground came down to join in the jumping.

Fans watching the livestream from home were practically ready to leap through the screen and join the fun.

Discussions on forums erupted almost instantly—videos of their performance were up as soon as they finished a song.

“It’s been said before—the stage is their domain.”

“Unlike the polished beauty of K-pop, I feel like our idols (specifically Random Entertainment’s) have this raw, apocalyptic, all-out beauty and vitality.”

“I saw an interview where they said they’re starting a tour after the music festival, performing for three hours every day while running around.”

“Reply: That’s gonna kill me.”

“Reply: ?”

“I saw their own poll saying the best stage was the five androids… Could the androids be the closing act? I can’t wait!”

“I don’t care, just give me ‘Midsummer 2’ already! I can’t take it—I’m in college now, finally able to go see it!”

“Their lung capacity is insane.”

“No one expected Sang Mo to end up like this.”

“Even the ‘pretty faces’ at Random Entertainment turn into steel—Sang Mo and Ye Xing, I really admire them. Looks and talent!”

“It’s NiGHT’s turn!”

“I want to lick their sweat… it’d probably burn me…”

“Why are there so many weirdos in this thread… hehe, me too.”

As the livestream continued, Coachella’s popularity in China skyrocketed. It seemed like today’s mission for all the marketing accounts was solely to focus on this event—every post and discussion revolved around it.

The entertainment hot searches were completely dominated by Random Entertainment’s artists—no other news could be seen.

Random Entertainment once again proved its dominance in the domestic entertainment industry.

When it was AIcho’s turn to perform, Jiang Juyou finally relaxed. She clapped and cheered as the four members took the stage. The moment the intro ended, the entire audience broke into a chorus.

The family album was originally meant to give ‘Neon Light’ a second wind, but unexpectedly, the English version of AIcho’s summer song became a hit. The sped-up track carried a fizzy, carbonated summer vibe, with bubbles popping in your ears.

The voices of the four on stage were completely drowned out by the crowd, only the hype-man’s shouts managed to cut through.

Just as the audience started to feel a bit tired or bored, a new group would take the stage with a different musical style. The crowd, who had been saying they couldn’t go on, would immediately perk up again, whistling and cheering for the new performers.

The livestream’s comment section suddenly tensed up—six groups had already performed, and the next one to take the stage would definitely be Timetrain.

Both domestic and international fans were eagerly anticipating them, and their name kept popping up in the comments.

Ke Youming, who had just finished performing, took a moment to catch his breath before shouting into the mic as the lights dimmed, “I’m pleased to introduce you to the next group—Timetrain!”

The venue erupted into cheers louder than ever before.

Down in the crowd, Jiang Juyou felt a shiver of excitement, reminiscent of the day “Timetrain” first appeared in the public eye—back then, the screams had been just as deafening.

The lights went out, and when they came back on, the name “Timetrain” appeared on the big screen.

The melody of ‘Neon Light’ began to play, and the crowd went wild. It was as if only now did they truly connect the five members on stage with the song’s creators.

Before the melody even kicked in, the audience was already singing along to the intro.

Standing on stage, Gao Xiayu looked out at a sea of red. The lights bathed the audience in color, turning them into a blazing fire that lit up the night.

He wore in-ear monitors, and though the backing track played clearly, the voices of the audience still managed to pierce through, every note ringing out distinctly.

He suppressed the surge of emotions rising within him and picked up the mic to sing the moment the lights came on.

“Goosebumps!”

“Watch the fan cams! The audience’s singing is so loud!”

“Case closed—Random Entertainment’s pillars are the five androids. No arguments.”

“Who’s crying? Me… wuwuwu!”

With every line they sang, the members on stage seemed to return to the first time they had come here. Back then, they had been in the audience at the Sahara stage, awkwardly trying to mimic the way others enjoyed the music.

Now, things had changed. Of the original twenty-one, only a few remained in the industry.

After finishing his part, Ye Xing moved to the side, wrinkling his nose to hold back the tears. Pei Luming, who took the center position, bit down on his necklace to keep it from hitting him while dancing.

The director gave a close-up of this moment—from Ye Xing to Pei Luming—and those three seconds of footage sent all the girls into a frenzy.

International fans in the official comment section were going wild, especially over the ten-second clip of Pei Luming dancing with his necklace in his mouth. Within moments, the GIF was already circulating on Twitter.

The viewership of the livestream was also skyrocketing. Normally, the number of viewers would only be in the hundreds or thousands unless a particularly popular artist was performing.

When Equals3 started their performance, the viewership broke 9,000. By the time they finished, it had surpassed 20,000. After an hour of performances, as Timetrain took the stage, the real-time viewership had already exceeded 90,000.

Backstage, the staff were busy as well. Lin Jie had already contacted the media in advance, hoping to promote today’s stage.

She was currently texting Jiang Juyou, trying to find out where she was.

Jiang Juyou, fully immersed in the performance, kept her eyes fixed on the five on stage.

In the past, since she had personally trained this group, she had always seen them as kids. But today, something felt different.

Standing in the audience, there were so many moments, but only this one made her truly feel that they were “artists.”

Their seamless coordination brought the atmosphere to its peak. Every note of the melody seemed to cast a spell, immersing the audience in a sea of music.

The massive sound system on stage roared, and colorful lights flashed across the venue. The music burst forth from the stage, full of passion.

Perhaps the dreams they had spoken of years ago were finally coming true tonight.

The festival reached its climax, with lights exploding in the night sky, illuminating the entire Sahara. Timetrain delivered their final melody on stage, and the audience erupted into cheers and thunderous applause.

This night would likely remain etched in her memory forever—the magic of the music, the feeling of celebration, would become an eternal memory.

The dazzling lights of the festival would eventually fade, but the emotions stirred by the music would continue to resonate within her.

People live for those few moments, and this one would undoubtedly be one she’d never forget.

She heard—

“You’ve found the answer.”

“Yes.”

“So you’re not planning to go back?”

“Back where? I am Jiang Juyou.”

At that moment, she sensed that Cong Lixia might have smiled.

-

One year later.

“Title: Gossip/Discussion—It’s official! The hangover cure is back!!!”

"The hangover remedy is back!"

"No sooner had she boarded the plane than sjyl released a teaser poster! The hangover remedy has returned with the girl group she nurtured from scratch! Ahhh, the entertainment scene is getting exciting again!"