Granny Lian, Third Granny, and Little Aunt all joined in the chant: "Heave-ho~" "Heave-ho~" 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

The commotion outside was so earth-shattering that inside the doghouse, the Little Fox stopped hiding. She and Er Huang poked their heads out to watch the excitement, but the doghouse was too low, their view blocked by the crowd. The Little Fox slipped out and climbed a tall persimmon tree to watch.

Er Huang couldn’t climb trees and barked anxiously at the base of the trunk, "WOOF WOOF!" The Little Fox extended a paw and pointed into the distance, signaling for him to go find a higher spot to watch from.

Er Huang glanced around but decided against going far. Instead, he decisively ran toward the stage. He was just a dog—specifically, the Li family’s own mutt—so no one would be surprised even if he ran onto the stage.

Weaving left and right, Er Huang finally squeezed through the crowd to the edge of the stage. He plopped his rear down, sat beside the stage, and cheered for his master with his head bobbing and tongue lolling out.

Whenever the crowd chanted, "Heave-ho~", he would bark along, "WOOF WOOF!"

"Heave-ho~" "Woof~" "Heave-ho~" "Woof~"

Many people were amazed. This dog’s practically a spirit!

The Little Fox was speechless. ’...’ ’She was itching to go to the side of the stage, too, but her master had told her not to show herself in public. A moment ago, Er Huang was envious of her; now, she was the one envying him.’

Whenever the crowd chanted, "Heave-ho~", the Little Fox chirped along softly from the tree, "Chirp, chirp." After all, she was a girl, so her calls were a bit more delicate.

In the crowd, a man couldn’t help but correct his younger cousin in front of him. "It’s ’Heave-ho, heave-ho,’ not ’Ouch, ouch!’ Stop shouting nonsense."

His cousin couldn’t help but complain, "Bro, stop hitting me on the head!"

"Huh? Oh, sorry, sorry!" The man realized what had happened. ’Crap, I got so excited shouting that I started flailing around and accidentally hit my cousin.’

Yao Yao even jumped onto the stage and started doing an energetic dance beside Li Xiang. She was still wearing her Hanfu, but at this moment, she had switched from traditional dance to a hot, club-style routine. The combination of the traditional Chinese garment and the explosive, modern dance created a unique allure, absolutely captivating under the flashing lights.

Jiang Cai’Er rolled her eyes and cursed inwardly, ’Shameless vixen.’ She didn’t have time to bother with her, however, because she, Shen Wenqian, Zhao Xueqing, and Lei Xiaohui were standing off to one side, singing backup into their mics. Their lead vocal part was coming up soon.

"Brave the whirlpools!" "Heave-ho~" "Meet the rapids!" "Heave-ho~" "Water splashing for miles!" "Heave-ho~" "The boat’s like an arrow!" "Heave-ho~"

In the livestream, the gifting reached a climax, and the fans’ discussion was heating up.

"Listening to this Sichuan River Chant fills me with so much energy! I’m so pumped, I feel like I could go pull the Liao Yu 16!"

"As expected, a Sichuan River Chant sounds best when it’s sung by actual Sichuan natives. Those backup singers are great, too. They’re clearly familiar with the song."

"You know it. They’re authentic beauties from the Sichuan and Chongqing region."

At some point, Top Aunt had secretly logged on again and was spamming Li Xiang with gifts to secure her top-ranked position.

He Zhixiang, Xu Xuan, Zhang Youyou, and several other diehard fans were all spamming gifts, threatening to overtake her. Top Aunt had always been proud; how could she stand to be second to anyone?

「In the Imperial Capital」

At a very important cocktail party, the kind attended by major industry players, Luo Feifei had used the excuse of feeling unwell to hide in a corner. Wearing headphones, she was watching the village gala from the remote and rustic Li Family Village. Meanwhile, her mother, dressed in a stunning evening gown, moved among the influential figures, networking to secure resources for Luo Feifei.

Her father had died young, and her mother was a powerhouse. Moreover, her family had been wealthy for three generations, so her success at such a young age was not solely due to her stunning looks, work ethic, and acting skills.

Especially now that she was even wealthier, she often secured roles by investing in the projects herself, making her both the female lead and a financier, which gave her considerable influence.

"Hey~"

"Hey~"

"Hey~"

"Hey~"

At a gesture from Li Xiang, the rhythm of the chant across the venue grew deep and slow. At the same time, a melodious female voice rang out: "The waves roll on, our song rolls on~, echoes ripple among the white clouds~, the beauty of the high gorges is endless..."

Jiang Cai’Er, Shen Wenqian, Zhao Xueqing, and Lei Xiaohui sang out together. In contrast to the masculine power from before, their voices added a layer of gentleness to the "Sichuan River Chant," creating a perfect blend of strength and tenderness, a harmony of yin and yang.

Yao Yao’s dancing also transformed once more. She shifted from the explosive club-style moves back to a gentle and beautiful Eastern classical dance, her movements now slow and elegant. One had to admit, her sense of rhythm was incredible, and her accompanying dance was a perfect match for the music.