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TTIG Chapter 85

The hashtag #FTM Media Press Conference# stayed on trending for a long time, with livestream viewers exceeding 50 million. Major industry media and marketing accounts all reported this shocking news.

 

“Witnessing history—FTM top group returns”

 

“Actually reuniting after two years disbanded—music group is absolutely a domestic entertainment miracle”

 

“FTM’s future development path is solo without disbanding?”

 

“Fang Yinnian says he’s written 10 songs for FTM—new album meets everyone in November”

 

“King’s return—domestic boy groups are saved!”

 

With FTM’s smooth return, #FTM#’s super topic heat soared to first place among all celebrity super topics on Weibo, with countless old fans excitedly discussing and countless new fans researching past resources.

 

The super topic was incredibly lively.

 

A major MoFang CP fanfiction writer posted on personal Weibo: “Hello everyone, the long-running series ‘MoFang Husbands’ Desert Island Survival Chronicles’ has been on hiatus forever. Sorry, I’m back to fill the pit~”

 

Readers who’d been left hanging excitedly commented: “Writer, you’re finally back!”

 

“Will the legendary MoFang fandom story finally have an ending?”

 

“My CP is getting sugar again ^^”

 

“Hahaha MoFang CP fans are numerous—this couple’s resurrection speed is so fast. Today at the press conference, Mo Xun’s gaze at Yinnian was so gentle I was directly killed at rock bottom~”

 

“As long as they’re in the same frame, I can ship them to death just doing nothing—perfect match.”

 

“The one irreplaceable CP in domestic entertainment—no wonder CP fans can’t forget.”

 

“Congratulations FTM topping celebrity super topics, congratulations MoFang CP topping CP super topics—double celebration!”

 

A famous fansite admin with millions of followers suddenly came back to life: “Hello everyone, I’d decided to quit fan life, but today my most beloved group actually reunited—this is truly miraculous. I’ve decided to pick up the expensive camera I bought years ago and continue following their activities, shooting beautiful photos for everyone~”

 

“Ahhh excellent, our fandom’s most aesthetic fansite admin is back.”

 

“I saved tons of airport photos you took—your photo editing is amazing”

 

“I remember this fansite admin—great at capturing angles, making each of them look especially handsome~”

 

“Many fansite admins are back—musical notes are blessed [happy]”

 

With FTM’s comeback, many new fan stations also announced establishment.

 

One called “Balanced Musical Notes Station” rapidly exceeded 100,000 followers.

 

The admin promised: “FTM is solo without disbanding—we’ll follow every member’s development and support each member. Including Mo Xun and Junwen’s production ceremonies, Xiao Fei’s variety show support, Yinnian and Tang Che’s individual activities, etc. As group fans, we must achieve ultimate【balance】. Welcome group fans to follow!”

 

Additionally, a station called “Sister Fan Camp” only recruited sister fans over 25 with stable jobs. These fans were relatively rational with many wealthy fans having excellent financial conditions and strong spending power, mainly supporting FTM concerts and commercial endorsements.

 

Old fans revived, new stations established.

 

FTM’s fandom showed thriving prosperity.

 

This made many industry celebrities incredibly envious—who wouldn’t want such high-quality fans?!

 

Manager Xu Baichuan was especially comforted seeing such active fandom.

 

Riding this wave of popularity, Xu Baichuan had FTM’s official fan club operations staff announce news.

 

“FTM Official Fan Club website【FTM fans club】officially operates from today. The website uses real-name registration, one person one account, membership fees. Fan club member benefits include:

 

1. Irregular free five-member digital photo collections; various exclusive photo/video behind-the-scenes resources;

 

2. Concert priority ticket purchasing and lottery eligibility for 500 free tickets per show;

 

3. Offline activity quota lottery, endorsement brand gift package giveaways, etc.

 

Welcome everyone to register for the official fan club.”

 

The official fans club could filter out masses of troublemaking haters, uniting FTM’s real fans. Annual membership fees weren’t expensive with many future benefits.

 

Musical notes seeing the news clicked into the website to register.

 

On opening day, registrations instantly exceeded 300,000.

 

These were all active fans willing to pay membership fees.

 

Domestic entertainment groups with tens of thousands of active fans could dominate—FTM’s active fan numbers again shocked the industry.

 

For fandom management, Xu Baichuan found professional fan operations staff to coordinate individual fan clubs and FTM’s official fan club, controlling direction on major issues to prevent fandom derailment.

 

With FTM’s rebirth return, musical note cohesion reached unprecedented heights with rapidly expanding fan scale. Rivals would definitely stir trouble and incite conflicts now—fans were FTM’s rear base that must remain stable.

 

***

 

After the press conference lunch, everyone returned to the hotel. Xu Baichuan messaged the group: “Pack your luggage—we’ll gather in half an hour. I’m taking you somewhere.”

 

Half an hour later, everyone came down with luggage and saw a commercial vehicle in the underground garage—Xu Baichuan’s newly arranged car with comfortable, luxurious interior, spacious, and a familiar driver.

 

Tan Junwen saw the person in the driver’s seat and couldn’t help saying: “Master Jiang? Long time no see.”

 

The middle-aged man smiled: “Yes indeed—Old Xu hired me to drive for you again!”

 

Fu Fei joked: “The most comfortable van I’ve ridden was Master Jiang’s car—first-class skills.”

 

Master Jiang laughed: “Haha, Xiao Fei, you really know how to talk!”

 

Mo Xun and Fang Yinnian’s eyes met, sharing smiles—wonderful, even their original driver was back. They could finally start fresh.

 

Everyone boarded in turn—Junwen, Tang Che, and Xiao Fei in the third row, Fang Yinnian and Mo Xun in the second row, Xu Baichuan in the passenger seat.

 

Blackout curtains lowered as the car steadily left the parking garage.

 

Tan Junwen asked curiously: “Brother Xu, where are we going next?”

 

Xu Baichuan kept it mysterious: “Taking you somewhere good—about three hours’ drive. Sleep in the car if you’re tired.”

 

Fu Fei said: “I’m not tired at all—I’m so excited I want to record songs immediately.”

 

Tan Junwen smiled: “I’m not tired either.”

 

Fang Yinnian turned his seat to face them: “How about everyone familiarize yourselves with new album songs first?”

 

Tang Che said: “Let’s do it—three hours is too boring. Let’s look at new songs.”

 

Mo Xun also turned his seat: “I’ll distribute paper sheet music and lyrics to everyone.”

 

Xu Baichuan in front couldn’t help saying: “You’re all workaholics!”

 

All five laughed together.

 

Perhaps after two and a half years of high-intensity work habits, now that FTM was finally reunited, everyone was excited, wanting to quickly record more beautiful songs to meet fans.

 

Starting from the first song, the five checked pitch word by word.

 

Time passed quickly when discussing songs.

 

At 3:30 PM, the car stopped before a villa. Everyone got out successively, looking at the three-story detached villa with surprised expressions.

 

Tan Junwen looked at Xu Baichuan in confusion: “Brother Xu, is this a villa you bought?”

 

Xu Baichuan said: “Your captain bought it.”

 

Fang Yinnian looked back at Mo Xun in surprise: “You bought this?”

 

Mo Xun smiled and nodded: “Yes, from now on, this will be our FTM base.”

 

Xu Baichuan explained: “Mo Xun bought this villa in March last year and hired professional designers for renovation. You’ll understand once you go inside—the design is very thoughtful.”

 

The teammates all had complex emotions.

 

Their captain was too reliable—he’d even built their team base!

 

Everyone quickly walked to the entrance.

 

Mo Xun said: “The password is the same as our old dorm—do you remember?”

 

Fu Fei said eagerly: “Of course I remember!”

 

He quickly entered a string of numbers and indeed heard a “beep”—the door opened.

 

Beside the villa was an underground garage that could park several cars simultaneously.

 

Entering the main gate revealed a spacious courtyard with climbing roses covering an entire wall. September in Jiangzhou was peak rose blooming season—fist-sized pale purple rose petals layered magnificently across the wall. Fang Yinnian looked at this spectacular rose wall and turned back: “Mo Xun, did you plant these flowers too?”

 

Mo Xun walked to Fang Yinnian’s side: “I don’t have that skill—hired a landscaping company. This variety is called ‘Free Spirit,’ an Austin rose that blooms prolifically. When planted last year it was only about 1.5 meters high, but this year it’s covered the entire wall.”

 

Mo Xun’s gaze shifted from the wall of roses to Fang Yinnian’s face, asking quietly: “Beautiful, right?”

 

Fang Yinnian smiled and nodded: “Yes, an entire wall of roses is gorgeous. And the rose name ‘Free Spirit’ really matches our current mindset… you’re truly thoughtful.”

 

Mo Xun’s lips curved: “Good as long as everyone likes it.”

 

Fu Fei excitedly took out his phone to snap photos: “Brother Mo, the new base you prepared for us is so beautiful—this flower wall could be a tourist check-in spot!”

 

Tan Junwen said impatiently: “Everyone hurry inside and look.”

 

Everyone passed through the courtyard, opened the second door, and entered the villa interior.

 

They immediately saw a double-height living room with simple, fashionable decor. The villa had a basement level 2, ground level 3 structure with an elevator installed.

 

The first floor had living/dining rooms, kitchen, and a guest room with private bathroom.

 

The second floor had three bedrooms, the third floor had two bedrooms and a large terrace, each bedroom with private bathrooms—the five could each have their own room. In summer they could drink beer and barbecue on the terrace.

 

The two basement levels were also thoughtfully designed—a dance practice room, professional recording studio, songwriting workspace, and small private home theater.

 

Everyone took the elevator touring floor by floor. After seeing the interior setup, Tan Junwen couldn’t help giving thumbs up: “Captain is amazing—this base has everything. We five can directly go into seclusion here.”

 

Fu Fei said excitedly: “Yes, we can practice songs and dances without leaving home, saving lots of time.”

 

Tang Che asked: “The villa district security should be strict, right? Can avoid sasaeng fan harassment too.”

 

Mo Xun said: “Yes, this community requires card access—sasaeng fans and paparazzi can’t enter. We can peacefully work on our new album here. Not just this year—whenever FTM needs group activities in the future, we can come here for quiet seclusion without any outside interference.”

 

He paused, adding: “It’s three hours by car from downtown Jiangzhou, but only 30 minutes from Jiangzhou International Airport—convenient for everyone flying in from other cities.”

 

Fang Yinnian was somewhat moved. Mo Xun was truly organized and decisive. FTM only reunited this year, yet Mo Xun had prepared this base a year in advance with very thoughtful interior design.

 

Buying property and determining renovation plans definitely required time and energy.

 

Despite being so busy, he still made time for this—truly the world’s most responsible captain.

 

Fang Yinnian looked at Mo Xun, saying softly: “Thank you for your hard work. It must have cost a lot?”

 

Mo Xun said: “This villa is in a remote suburb—housing prices aren’t too expensive, but renovation cost quite a bit. Recording studios and dance rooms are pricey.” He paused, joking: “Yinnian, I’m now penniless—you’ll have to support me from now on.”

 

Fang Yinnian’s ears warmed: “I don’t have much savings either, but supporting you won’t be a problem.”

 

Xu Baichuan said: “Mo Xun’s personal savings are indeed exhausted, but no matter—your second album and year-end performances will bring income quickly. After today’s press conference, brands are already contacting me about endorsements.”

 

Fu Fei asked in surprise: “Brands are so proactive?”

 

Xu Baichuan said proudly: “You’re currently domestic entertainment’s hottest boy group with strong fan cohesion. Brands are lining up to get you as endorsers. Don’t worry—I’ll have the team carefully select.”

 

Everyone exchanged glances, not expecting brands to approach immediately after FTM’s reunion. Despite being disbanded two and a half years, their popularity remained strong.

 

Xu Baichuan continued: “Tonight everyone settle in first. Tomorrow life assistants arrive to cook and clean, leaving at 6 PM. I’ve instructed them to avoid disturbing you as much as possible.”

 

“Let’s select rooms first.” Mo Xun looked at Fang Yinnian: “Yinnian, shall we live on the third floor together?”

 

Fang Yinnian didn’t hesitate: “Sure.”

 

Mo Xun said: “The three second-floor rooms are similar size—you three choose freely.”

 

Fu Fei said: “I don’t mind—you two pick first.”

 

Tan Junwen scratched his hair, laughing: “I remember when we first moved into dorms, Tang Che and I fought so badly we switched rooms that night, moving Xiao Fei to live with me.”

 

Fu Fei said: “Right, right—you two almost started fighting! Brother Nian mediated. Without Brother Nian, this family would’ve scattered long ago.”

 

Tang Che raised an eyebrow: “No need to mention embarrassing history, right?”

 

Xu Baichuan looked shocked: “What? You fought on moving day? Didn’t you say everyone got along pleasantly?”

 

Everyone: “…”

 

Pleasant my ass—they’d almost come to blows.

 

Mo Xun touched his nose: “Uh… Brother Xu, when you came to inspect they’d just finished fighting. I was afraid you’d scold us, so I didn’t dare tell you. Really wasn’t a big deal—newcomers always need adjustment living together.”

 

Xu Baichuan looked at Tang Che and Tan Junwen.

 

Tan Junwen immediately said: “That was long ago—we won’t fight now.”

 

Tang Che raised an eyebrow: “Even if you wanted to fight, I’d be too lazy to bother.”

 

Tan Junwen clasped his hands: “Much appreciated for your tolerance.”

 

Fang Yinnian glanced at both, smiling: “Speaking of which, moving day should have some ceremony. How about we go buy groceries later and I’ll cook dinner tonight? We can celebrate a little?”

 

Fu Fei immediately agreed: “Great! Haven’t had Brother Nian’s cooking in so long—I want sweet and sour pork ribs.”

 

Tang Che said: “I want Yinnian’s spicy boiled pork.”

 

Tan Junwen licked his lips: “I really miss Yinnian’s braised fish.”

 

Fang Yinnian’s eyes curved: “No problem.”

 

Mo Xun said: “The kitchen has complete pots and utensils. We’ll go to a nearby supermarket for groceries later—I’ll help you cook.”

 

Fang Yinnian nodded: “Good.”

 

Everyone selected their bedrooms and went to unpack.

 

The bedroom layouts were similar with slightly different bed and curtain colors. Tang Che, Tan Junwen, and Fu Fei lived on the second floor while Mo Xun and Fang Yinnian lived on the third floor.

 

Fang Yinnian quickly finished organizing his room.

 

His room had blue curtains matching a coordinating soft bed. Had Mo Xun remembered his preference for blue and specially arranged this? And that basement songwriting workspace was also reserved for him, right?

 

This man was truly considerate and thoughtful.

 

Fang Yinnian put away his luggage, then turned to knock on Mo Xun’s bedroom door.

 

Mo Xun opened the door, pulled him inside, and locked it behind them, asking with a smile: “Why suddenly come find me?”

 

Fang Yinnian looked at him seriously: “Thank you, Mo Xun. Preparing such a thoughtful new base must have taken lots of effort, right?”

 

Mo Xun gently pulled him into his arms, nuzzling his shoulder with his chin: “Being polite with me?”

 

Fang Yinnian said: “These two years abroad I only focused on studying. Company establishment and FTM base renovation—you handled everything while I didn’t help much.”

 

Mo Xun said softly: “You wrote so many songs for everyone—that’s the biggest help.”

 

Hearing this, Fang Yinnian felt much better—Mo Xun prepared hardware while he prepared software. FTM’s reunion would go much smoother this way.

 

Fang Yinnian looked up at Mo Xun: “So wonderful—we can all live together again.”

 

Mo Xun met his clear eyes, heart stirring, suddenly lowering his head to kiss Fang Yinnian.

 

The warm sensation on his lips sent familiar electric currents down Fang Yinnian’s spine. With the door locked and other teammates busy organizing rooms downstairs, kissing here felt like having an affair.

 

Fang Yinnian was somewhat nervous while Mo Xun unceremoniously pried open his teeth, hooking his tongue.

 

“Mmm…” The passionate tongue-intertwining kiss made Fang Yinnian’s body involuntarily soften as he lightly gripped the man’s arms. “Mo Xun… mmm… mm…”

 

Mo Xun kissed for a long time before satisfyingly releasing him, pressing against Fang Yinnian’s lips to say quietly: “Spending all my savings to build this FTM base—actually, I had selfish motives too.”

 

Fang Yinnian caught his breath, asking softly: “What selfish motives?”

 

Mo Xun said tenderly: “For you, of course.”

 

Fang Yinnian: “…”

 

Mo Xun chuckled while ruffling his hair, explaining: “If we lived separately, it would be very difficult for me to meet you, and we’d have to worry about paparazzi tracking. But this base is FTM’s new home—even in the future, if those three are busy with their own work and we two come here alone to meet, it won’t arouse suspicion.”

 

Fang Yinnian: “…”

 

Mo Xun indeed thought long-term. Since it was a team base, the two of them being here could be explained as work-related to outsiders. The villa district’s strict security also meant no paparazzi would come disturb them.

 

Fang Yinnian gently hugged him back: “If I don’t have scheduled activities in the future, I’ll live here. When you wrap filming, you can also come back here to find me. When those three aren’t around, we two can quietly stay at this base without worrying about being photographed on dates?”

 

Mo Xun’s lips curved: “Exactly.”

 

Fang Yinnian hesitated momentarily: “Should we tell them about us?”

 

Mo Xun said: “No rush—let’s tell teammates and family after successfully finishing our concert tour. During this period, we shouldn’t be too intimate in public either. I’m worried that with FTM just reunited, countless companies in the industry are watching. Someone might use this to create problems for us. Let’s keep it low-key.”

 

Fang Yinnian nodded in agreement. Though they’d successfully reunited, they still needed to be cautious. He didn’t want to announce his relationship with Mo Xun so early—domestic public opinion wasn’t that tolerant of same-sex relationships.

 

In a few years, perhaps. After they’d truly established themselves firmly, they still had a long road ahead.

 

***

 

At 5:30 PM, everyone finished organizing and gathered in the living room.

 

Mo Xun and Fang Yinnian went to the first-floor kitchen to prepare dinner. Mo Xun was responsible for washing and cutting vegetables while Fang Yinnian cooked—they still coordinated as seamlessly as before. Xu Baichuan even took some photos to post on Weibo.

 

FTM Official Studio: “Yinnian and Mo Xun are preparing dinner~ Today, all five FTM members moved into their new home, getting ready for upcoming seclusion~”

 

Fans seeing this scene got excited.

 

“Wow, congratulations on the new home!”

 

“FTM has a new base? The five are living together again—so wonderful!”

 

“Reminds me of New Year’s Eve during debut year when those two cooked in the kitchen—such nostalgic scenes”

 

“MoFang CP fans are shipping again!”

 

“Can we ask about dorm arrangements? Still double rooms like before?”

 

Xu Baichuan replied to this comment: “Back then conditions were limited so everyone had to sleep in double rooms. The new base is huge—everyone has their own independent room, plus dance practice rooms and recording studios. Everyone will practice songs and dances in seclusion here~”

 

All five were now major celebrities. If they still lived in student dorm-style apartments, people would laugh at them.

 

With improved living conditions, fans were also happy, hoping they’d live comfortably during seclusion and bring everyone more beautiful songs and dances.

 

Fang Yinnian made a large table of various flavored dishes—very sumptuous.

 

Mo Xun raised red wine: “Come on everyone, cheers to celebrate FTM’s new base officially opening!”

 

Everyone clinked glasses together.

 

Fang Yinnian’s cooking skills were as good as remembered—everyone ate with complete satisfaction. After dinner, all dishes went into the dishwasher. After resting briefly, everyone began working.

 

Fang Yinnian’s work attitude was especially serious: “The new album has one song ‘Thank You’ that we sang at fan meetings before, plus a five-person version of ‘Why.’ The remaining eight are all new songs. Let’s practice ballads first—dance choreography for singing-dancing songs still needs Brother Chi to give us dance demos.”

 

Mo Xun said decisively: “Alright, let’s practice song by song, making the most of time.”

 

Everyone quickly dove into practice.

 

The recording studio Mo Xun had renovated was very professional—even larger than Sheng Yao Media’s original recording studio.

 

Though they hadn’t practiced harmonies in a long time, their original chemistry remained.

 

Back then, Teacher Qiao constantly scolded them, checking their pitch word by word—everyone’s foundation was solid. Plus Fang Yinnian’s naturally strong pitch meant even without Teacher Qiao, he could help teammates correct pronunciation.

 

Everyone quickly caught the rhythm.

 

When the five-part harmony chorus emerged, everyone had complex emotions.

 

Long-missed harmonies.

 

Still as beautiful as in memory.

 

Their FTM reunion was indeed the right decision—five voices coming together created effects that solo artists could never achieve in richness and variety.

 

***

 

Over the following month, everyone’s seclusion song practice progressed extremely quickly—mastering one ballad every two to three days.

 

Fang Yinnian’s album had 4 fast-tempo singing-dancing songs and 6 ballads.

 

Among ballads, there was an especially difficult “Distance” requiring extensive technique and runs, with a long section of superhigh notes in the chorus to showcase FTM’s vocals and abilities. The remaining 5 ballads had less difficult melodies but very beautiful harmonies—popular songs easy to widely sing along.

 

Everyone spent half a month recording all 6 ballads completely.

 

Yan Chi’s choreography demos were also finished. “Why” adapted for FTM’s five-person formation with 20-person backup dancers would be more imposing than the original Good Songs finals performance after revision.

 

The other three singing-dancing songs’ choreography was also noteworthy.

 

Title track “Nirvana” was the album’s focus. Teacher Yan Chi’s choreography took great care—performance costumes could be custom-ordered with stunning stage effects.

 

The remaining two singing-dancing songs weren’t urgent to master since time needed reserving for MV filming. First mastering title track “Nirvana” and five-person “Why,” then gradually practicing others before next year’s concerts.

 

In October, everyone began formally practicing group dances.

 

They hadn’t danced since FTM disbanded, but their original foundation remained. Mo Xun personally taught everyone—besides high-difficulty moves requiring repeated adjustment, teammates could follow most dance moves.

 

That night, Tang Che practiced until 11 PM before sleeping.

 

Next day, Fang Yinnian extended practice until midnight.

 

Fu Fei couldn’t help saying: “Are you two overachievers going to start competing again?”

 

Tang Che said: “After getting dances synchronized, we need to practice singing-dancing and film MVs—time is tight.”

 

Fang Yinnian said: “Exactly. Everyone should hurry up. We have various year-end activities—we can’t drop the ball on stage right after reuniting.”

 

Led by Fang Yinnian and Tang Che, all FTM members began intense competition.

 

Waking at 7 AM daily, eating breakfast and taking walks to digest, then running to the basement dance studio to practice. After lunch, only 30-minute breaks before continuing afternoon practice, evening practice until around midnight.

 

High-intensity physical activity left all five drenched in sweat daily.

 

Exhausted bodies made falling asleep in bed easy—everyone’s recent schedules were super healthy.

 

Hard to imagine five celebrities with such high popularity still working so desperately!

 

Xu Baichuan couldn’t help sighing: “Those half-hearted young idols should really learn—see how hard their seniors work.”

 

FTM had maintained full live singing-dancing since debut.

 

Their serious attitude toward every performance was key to why musical notes had so many devoted fans who didn’t leave even after disbandment.

 

—Because in mediocre domestic entertainment, they couldn’t find another such boy group.

 

**

 


 


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