A cheerful melody played from the television, and one program after another aired. Ye Ranzhi watched intently, but remained expressionless and quite calm throughout.

Qi Yunming kept trying to find topics to talk about: "Mom, look how bright these clothes are." "This skit won't do, it doesn't have any tricks."

The mother mostly nodded or gave a simple response.

Until Chen Jinyi on TV announced the next program: "Next, please welcome Yu Wei to sing 'Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies'."

Qi Yunming picked up a piece of fish and heard his mother give a very soft "oh".

He looked up and saw Yu Wei enter the stage. Almost simultaneously, he heard his mother murmur beside him, her voice carrying a long-lost gentleness, as if she were a young girl.

"I lost to this song..."

Clearly, Ye Ranzhi was well aware that "Ziru" lost to "Hai Kuo Tian Kong" in the Spring Festival Gala judging, and it was probably Zhong Qing who told her.

Qi Yunming put down his chopsticks. Yu Wei's appearance had clearly triggered his mother's memories, leaving him momentarily speechless.

What is the mother's opinion of Yu Wei, who twice accurately targeted her deceased husband's works?

Ye Ranzhi's scrutiny began quietly.

When the intro to "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" began, her slightly hunched back seemed to straighten considerably; it had been a long time since she had shown such a strong interest in pop music.

Then the guitar joined in, like a match struck in the cold night.

Yu Wei slowly walked to the microphone. He was wearing a simple black shirt, holding a guitar, and his eyes held an indescribable determination.

When singing this song, Yu Wei took off the gorgeous long gown that CCTV had prepared for him, which did not fit the atmosphere of the song.

He should keep his ideals and freedom simple.

"Today I
Watching the snow drift by on a cold night

With a heart that has grown cold, I drift far away.

Yu Wei's voice was husky yet bright, like the clarity that comes after weathering a storm.

There are no fancy techniques to show off, but every word is full of emotion, as if telling a true story.

The band played together seamlessly. The bassist stood discreetly to one side of the stage, his fingers sliding steadily across the strings, laying a solid foundation for low frequencies. The drummer's every strike was just right, neither overshadowing the music nor detracting from it, but injecting power into the song.

Yu Weijian, the rhythm guitarist, was completely immersed in the music, occasionally closing his eyes and gazing into the distance.

When he sang, "How many times have I faced cold stares and ridicule, but never given up on the ideal in my heart," his voice became more resolute.

Yu Wei's fingers swept powerfully across the guitar strings, his body swaying slightly to the rhythm. It wasn't a performance, but a natural expression of being truly one with the music.

Ye Ran stared at the screen without moving, even forgetting to accept the tea that Qi Yunming offered her.

She could tell that this song was different; it wasn't just an ordinary pop song, but a work with soul.

The song is entering its climax.

"Forgive me for my uninhibited indulgence in this life of love and freedom
I'm also afraid that one day I'll fall.

Yu Wei's voice was completely released at this moment, not a skillful scream, but a natural outpouring of emotion.

The harmonies of the other band members joined in perfectly, creating a rich sense of layering, like countless dreamers singing together.

The guitar solo in the interlude is captivating, with each note seemingly telling the story of the hardships and unyielding spirit on the road to freedom.

Ye Ranzhi noticed the beads of sweat on Yu Wei's forehead, glistening under the stage lights, and was momentarily stunned.

She understood that true artistic courage lay in daring to show vulnerability at such a climax.

When the final verse, "Still free and myself, forever singing my song, traveling thousands of miles," played, the entire band's performance became even more magnificent.

After hearing this, Ye Ranzhi roughly understood where "Ziru" went wrong: it lacked resonance and its level of understanding was insufficient...

True art transcends time, and Yu Wei's song contains not only music but also soul.

It doesn't tell a story of personal love and romance, but rather the struggles and perseverance of everyone on their journey to freedom.

"Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" was forged from life experiences.

In her more than fifty years of artistic career, these were among the few times that music truly touched her soul.

At the end of the song, Yu Wei's voice blends perfectly with the sound of the instruments, creating an auditory image of boundless freedom.

Even after the song ended, Ye Ranzhi remained glued to the screen, her curiosity about this guy growing ever stronger...

She sighed softly and muttered to herself, "I didn't lose unjustly."

Ye Ranzhi didn't offer much comment, but the glint in her eyes said it all.

On this New Year's Eve, the newly released song "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" showed her the most authentic power of music.

Seeing that the time was right, Qi Yunming casually mentioned that Yu Wei had organized a party.

Ye Ranzhi's hand, which was holding a teacup, froze in mid-air. "Organizing the Spring Festival Gala myself? How can I speak like a human?"

She usually stays at home and is out of touch with the world. Her concept of the Spring Festival Gala is still stuck at the beginning of the century, when singers considered it an honor to appear on the Gala.

When she heard that Yu Wei was making his own Spring Festival Gala, she found it utterly absurd. Even when Sun Wukong rebelled, he only called himself "Great Sage Equal to Heaven." This kid, on the other hand, was going to create his own Heavenly Court.
She needs to digest this first...

While Ye Ranzhi was still trying to understand Yu Wei's actions, Xu Zhen backstage at the Spring Festival Gala was already grinning from ear to ear.

Just now, the real-time viewership rating of the Spring Festival Gala broke through the 39% mark, directly surpassing the record of 37.6% set three years ago.

I absolutely adore Yu Wei!

This feat was clearly inseparable from Yu Wei; his personal influence and the quality of the program itself were both indispensable.

Moreover, this is a Cantonese song, and people in Guangdong don't usually watch the Spring Festival Gala. Yu Wei's song "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" seems to have directly expanded the Gala's audience.

With new audiences willing to support him, how could he not break records?

What surprised Xu Zhen the most was that when Yu Wei took the stage, even the stagnant overseas viewership ratings improved.

No one but Yu Wei could have achieved such a feat. The thought of breaking records at the Spring Festival Gala under his leadership must have filled him with uncontrollable elation. With this achievement, he shouldn't be blamed for anything this year's Gala...

"It's dropped again."

How long could Xu Zhen be happy? After Yu Wei's performance, the ratings plummeted like a kite with a broken string.

This was exactly what he expected. "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" was probably the peak of the Spring Festival Gala, and once it passed the peak, it would definitely have to be reduced.

Many audience members originally came specifically for Yu Wei, but now that Yu Wei's songs have ended, there's naturally no reason for them to stay.

"Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" gave them an unimaginable audio-visual feast, and after a satisfying meal, they could happily make a million-dollar evacuation.

Some viewers went back to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and having done their part, it's time for them to go home and have dinner.

In Yu Wei's new chapter, after promoting his novel "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies," he then introduces a program from the novel's Spring Festival Gala.

At first, the readers were just running around to join in the fun, but after watching a few shows, they realized that Yu Wei was right.

The shows he included in his novels were all carefully selected and worth watching. As for those whose names didn't even deserve to appear, well, those who know, know.

The novel's plot is a perfect blend of the strengths of both approaches, without condemning either one entirely; each has its own merits.

Everyone has completely figured it out: as long as they follow Yu Wei's lead, they can avoid those boring and tedious programs and fully enjoy the benefits of both sides.

There are too many subpar performances on CCTV's Spring Festival Gala, and the novel version of the Spring Festival Gala is too short. Only by complementing each other can we get the most perfect viewing experience.

Those who didn't consult a guide paid the price in the skit "The Reunion Equation"...

Yu Wei spoke up, saying that next they should watch the novel "Legend" from the Spring Festival Gala.

Of course, many viewers also chose to plan their own routes and intend to stay and watch the Spring Festival Gala. Whether Yu Wei's plan is reasonable or not remains to be seen in the next program.

"So, Yu Wei feels that the Spring Festival Gala has lost its original flavor and plans to organize his own?"

It took Ye Ranzhi a few minutes to roughly understand Yu Wei's actions. If that's the case, then this little guy is quite brave.

Art and livelihood are a dilemma that almost every musician faces. Many people in the industry can feel that the Spring Festival Gala has lost its original flavor, but few dare to criticize it.

Yu Wei did not directly resist to the end, but chose another tactful way to maintain the orthodoxy of the Spring Festival Gala in his own way.

Even though she had never known this person before, this one incident alone made Ye Ranzhi look at him with new respect.

Young people who can do what others cannot are the ones who deserve the title of successor.

"Then, shall we watch his own Spring Festival Gala?"

Qi Yunming tentatively suggested, "I remember a song by Jin Yi, why don't we listen to it first?"

He was worried that other programs wouldn't appeal to this detached old lady, so he immediately brought up Chen Jinyi's "Legend".

Sure enough, upon hearing that it was her daughter singing, Ye Ranzhi became unusually interested and decided to give it a listen.

Qi Yunming had already rehearsed the channel-changing process countless times in his mind. Upon hearing this, he didn't hesitate and immediately turned on the TV to watch Yu Wei's novel, "Spring Festival Gala."

Ye Ranzhi saw it all but didn't say anything. His daughter was singing his songs, and his son-in-law was strongly recommending them...

It seems this kid has quietly won over everyone in the family.

On television, the stage for the Spring Festival Gala is much simpler, with only a spotlight shining on the singer in the center of the stage.

Ye Ranzhi was certain she wouldn't mistake this person. At that moment, she noticed the information about the song in the lower right corner.

Legend, a name from so long ago.

Her thoughts seemed to be instantly pulled back to that morning, when the media was not well-developed, but the news of the "end of a legend" still spread throughout the streets and alleys...

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty years have passed.

The ethereal prelude begins with clear yet slightly melancholic piano music, like a drop of water falling into a tranquil lake, creating ripples.

Chen Jinyi stood still, gently holding the microphone with both hands, and sang the first line.

"Just because I glanced at you in the crowd"

I can never forget your face.

Her voice is ethereal and pure, without excessive embellishment, yet it touches the heart directly.

Ye Ranzhi's hand, which had been casually resting on the armrest of the chair, unconsciously tightened slightly. The lyrics her daughter was uttering resonated with her own state of mind at that moment...

To this day, that face remains in her heart, impossible to forget.

"I dream of meeting you again someday by chance."
From that moment on, I began to feel lonely and longing.

The song has no obvious ups and downs, but it is full of emotion, as if a person is quietly telling their long-held feelings in the quiet night.

But for Ye Ranzhi, these lyrics were like thorns, piercing her already numb wounds.

The person who misses the legend the most is her...

When I think of you, you are at the ends of the earth.
When I miss you, you are right in front of me.

When I think of you, you are in my mind

When I think of you, you reside in my heart.

Chen Jinyi's singing remained restrained, but the sense of longing that transcends time and space in her voice became even more profound.

Ye Ranzhi's gaze followed the close-up shot on the screen. Watching her daughter's eyes slightly closed, her heart was heavy with sorrow.

These few lines of lyrics are already quite explicit, aren't they?

They specifically made her daughter sing this song, and even had her son-in-law come over to strongly recommend it, just to make her feel emotional, right?

Was this kid doing it on purpose? (End of Chapter)

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