### Chapter 75: Going Viral Across the Web
#### Inside the Recording Studio
Two little Little Lolis were singing inside, Night Star and Qing Liao.
Ever since Night Star announced she was going to release a song online, Qing Liao made up her mind to help her wholeheartedly. Not to mention the incredible voice she heard—it was a must to lend her support!
“Night Star, keep it up! I believe in you!”
“Mm-hmm.”
Night Star took a deep breath, relaxing her body first. Her identity as Blank Songstress had long been hidden and could only be restored under extraordinary circumstances. And Blank herself had forgotten her own existence, likely wandering somewhere unnoticed, or maybe even picked up by the Group Leader.
Right now, Blank was known as Star Eclipses; only Star Eclipses and some Night Watchers could observe her. If the Group Leader had her, then for now, Night Star didn’t have to worry about her safety.
In other words, being with the Theater Group was the safest place for Blank.
Now, only she could bring Blank back.
She had to think deeply, act on it, and gather the courage to move forward. Night Star would now attempt something she never dared to do before—turn her fantasy into reality.
The Wish Machine holding onto Remember Me gave hope for Blank’s resurgence.
For this reason, Night Star was determined to seize this opportunity.
What she needed to do was replicate the song, bringing it into existence in this world!
It wasn’t possible just to upload it directly; even if it was saved, it would only be for her ears alone. To spread it, she’d have to make a copy.
With her natural talent in singing already recognized by the Songstress Association, even the future Qing Liao praised her work. Along with Qing Liao’s extraordinary theoretical guidance, if Night Star couldn’t master a song by now, it was only due to insufficient dedication.
But Night Star had already given her all, and there was no way she would slack off; her progress was astronomical. In terms of vocal and technical skills, she surpassed that of a basic Songstress.
At this level, singing “Remember Me” on the surface was no problem. But the key was the depth.
The original version expressed a desire to avoid being forgotten—only by immersing oneself in Blank’s background could one truly capture it.
Fortunately, Night Star (or was it Night Lan?) was the only one who remembered her.
From an emotional standpoint, Night Star Lan found it incredibly easy to achieve this.
“Wanting to be remembered…?”
Night Star whispered, snapping out of her thoughts, already in the zone.
From this moment on, she was the World’s Songstress; the Songstress Association had no authority to award her anymore!
Her aura began to change, with Qing Liao watching in awe, nearly mesmerized.
“What’s this?”
Feels so dazzling.
For some reason, Qing Liao saw herself in Night Star, a figure once admired long ago.
Who?
“Night Star…”
Night Star turned around, smiling. “Let’s start, I’m ready.”
Qing Liao snapped out of her trance, nodding.
“Mm, got it.”
Then, Qing Liao started up the recording equipment, preparing to capture Night Star’s voice.
“Huff~”
Night Star did several deep breaths, lifting her eyelids, and slowly parting her tiny lips. Beautiful melodic tones emerged from her throat.
“Ah~♬”
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#### Night Watcher Base
Night Star sent Qing Liao’s recorded voice over to Night Lan, who uploaded it online.
“Ugh…hoping it goes viral.”
Muttering under her breath, Night Lan logged into the songstress account and uploaded the track.
—
Meanwhile,
Staff members of the Songstress Association, already ahead in monitoring “Blank Songstress” and “Qing Liao Songstress,” received a special notification.
Ding-ding-ding~
This was exclusive to those they particularly followed. So far, the notable ones were just a few.
Opening the message, staff realized it was “Blank Songstress” uploading her work.
“Oh, really? That fast? Guess I’ll check it out.”
Eagerly putting on headphones, she hit play.
Moments later, a marvelous voice reached her, penetrating her soul. Upon hearing the first line, her eyes lit up; this song had the potential to be huge.
The standards were met: sound, emotion, technique. And the lyrics resonated deeply, a skill only top-tier Songstresses could deliver.
“My hunch was right. That child can definitely become a popular Songstress!”
Excitedly, she forwarded the song to higher-ups, instructing them to notice this new talent. Every Songstress’s sudden rise relied heavily on capital’s backing.
Going solo rarely led to success. Even with talent, once capital felt threatened, the backlash was inevitable.
High-ranking figures in the Songstress industry quickly took notice of Blank Songstress. Several companies vied to secure this promising newcomer.
But when they tried to contact her, no response came back.
“Peculiar. Is she going independent? By joining a major company, resources could rapidly launch her into stardom. Who’d say no to fame and fortune?”
Thinking initial silence meant she hadn’t seen messages, but waiting until night still yielded no response.
Seeing this, industry powers coldly locked Blank’s work away, denying her any chance to shine.
Such is reality.
Without aligning with any faction, choosing to carve out her own path was her choice, even if she were a rare genius.
Of course, if she ever changed her mind, opportunities would arise, provided it benefited them.
Later that evening, Night Lan and White Paint roamed the base, chatting.
White Paint looked at Night Lan and asked, “Night Lan, I noticed you’ve been listening to songs lately. What are you listening to?”
“Hmmm, want to hear?”
“Yes, please.”
“Maybe you won’t be able to listen to the original, but if you don’t mind, how about my cover?”
By now, Night Lan finally dared to share her voice with others. Given that even Qing Liao raved about it, it genuinely stood out!
With that, no need for modesty.
“Your cover?”
White Paint’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.
Compared to the original, her voice was what she wanted to hear.
Taking one of Night Lan’s earphones, she listened attentively.
In seconds, she got exactly what she wished for.
Hearing a few seconds, she was hooked.
“This is so good…”
“Really?”
“I mean, Night Lan, your voice is amazing. Best I’ve heard in years.”
At this, Night Lan laughed softly.
“Years now, I may recall your forgetfulness, yet I’m glad for your praise. Can you be my fan?”
“Yes, happy to.”
Having other people’s approval besides Qing Liao relieved her.
Just then, Bai Yuan passed by, spotting White Paint and Night Lan.
“What’re you doing?”
Quickly she replied, “Dad, Night Lan sang a song and it was beautiful, want to listen?”
Curiously, Bai Yuan fixed his gaze on Night Lan.
“Might I hear it?”
“Sure.”
Bai Yuan put on White Paint’s earphone and listened.
Familiar yet strange, he felt like it was known yet forgotten.
Though performed by Night Lan, he was sure others had sung it too.
Scouring his mind, he found nothing.
Sure enough, this seemed to fit Mo Tu’s description of anomalies.
Mo Tu’s whereabouts were unknown, probably caught up in some vortex.
Earlier he stated intent to support Night Lan whenever necessary.
So…what was Night Lan up to?
Not asking about events or abnormalities, nor digging into forgotten matters.
That power would erase memories.
Concluding his analysis, he gently remarked, “Night Lan, is this your song?”
“Yeah.”
“I think it’s great. Matches the best in the industry.”
Listening in, Night Lan hesitated.
“In fact, I registered as a Songstress, to sing this very song.”
Bai Yuan didn’t ask why.
“What’s your aim?”
“To spread it far and wide, ensure many remember and feel the emotions. That’s it.”
“Is that so? Speaking of, what’s your name?”
“Blank.”
Night Lan spoke calmly, undeterred.
Thanks to her status as Extraordinary Star, she became New Blank, akin to a new account, shielded from that power.
Bai Yuan murmured two words, feeling closer to the truth.
“So, let Night Watchers stand by your side. Behind the giants, no one can stop you.”
Nodding, she smiled.
“Mm-hmm.”
Watching him walk away, she felt reassured.
Reliable Uncle Bai Yuan, as fitting of father to White Paint and White Fish.
It made her think of Mo Tu, unseen since morning; unsure where he went.
Initially, thinking of Blank’s memory solely with her frightened her. Not knowing whether Night Watchers could aid her scared her.
But now, despite missing critical details, they aimed to help no matter what.
Whether it was Mo Tu or Bai Yuan themselves.
Such was their loyalty.
“We’re here, and you’re not alone.”
“Night Lan, you seem happy.”
“Yeah, glad for your support.”
Night Lan patted White Paint’s head, forgetting her seniority.
To be around, easing tension, she served well.
Everyone had their role!
—
Back at Ba Yuan’s office, Xiao Jin and Wang Chao were present too.
“Action time. Night Lan has moved on, time for us to step up.”
Xiao Jin responded.
“What needs doing?”
“Promote this song.”
Opening projection screens, Bai Yuan displayed results from searching ‘Blank’ on the Songstress site. A profile popped up revealing:
“Blank Songstress, representative work: ‘Remember Me.’”
Wang Chao glanced, gasping.
“Geez, so early and with such low views? Is that loli really that terrible? If so, spreading bad music is embarrassing for us Night Watchers.”
Bai Yuan glared.
“If you heard her voice, you wouldn’t say that.”
“If true, give it a try.”
Wang Chao shrugged, clicking play. Mesmerizing vocals caught him instantly.
“Wow! This is Night Lan’s singing? She’s talented after all!”
Xiao Jin listened intently. Non-professionally, he sensed this song’s uniqueness, but still, low views baffled him.
Soon, Bai Yuan figured out the reason.
“The website restricts access unless specifically searching ‘Blank Songstress.’ Otherwise, the track remains hidden.”
Wang Chao frowned, annoyed.
“How dare they!”
“Probably backing capital interests, threatening to suppress talent.”
“That doesn’t justify bullying us Night Watchers.”
Still, Wang Chao protected his own against external forces.
Deliberately stifling songs hurt his principles.
“It’s unforgiveable to suppress such a beautiful voice!”
Xiao Jin issued orders sternly.
“Warn them! Declare Blank Songstress is part of our organization. Any further interference will lead to arrests under public disruption charges.”
—
With Night Watcher organization efforts, information trickled down to Songstress Association stakeholders.
Facing severe backlash, everyone panicked.
‘Ji!’ Where did this new Songstress get such immense power?
Just minor suppression! So serious?
Refusal meant arrest under public disruption, worse than fines.
Thus, they obeyed.
Rapidly pushing ‘Remember Me’ to top recommendations.
Its quality was excellent, ranking among top songs in recent years.
Highest recommendations wouldn’t tarnish Songstress Association’s reputation.
Simultaneously, song recommendations were made globally via major web platforms.
Every music enthusiast spotted the surge in ‘Remember Me’ by a new Songstress.
Lives changed instantly under web giants’ promotions.
‘Forget Me’ went viral across the globe.
Newcomer Blank Songstress garnered widespread recognition, mirroring the song’s debut day.
True Blank Songstress built her global status with this song.
And now, Night Lan revived this achievement.
