Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

A few days later, Fang Yu's life returned to normal.

Aside from taking some time to shoot a few new print ads for Coca-Cola, he spent most of his time at home, diligently working on his script.

Time flies, and it's already the live broadcast night of the "Idol New Generation" finale.

That evening, Fang Yu unusually closed his computer documents early.

He ordered a large table of barbecue and two large boxes of garlic crayfish on a food delivery app, and also took out several bottles of chilled beer from the refrigerator.

The coffee table was filled to the brim.

Judging by this setup, anyone who didn't know better would think he was preparing to stay up all night to watch the World Cup final.

Liu Yifei was also called over by him.

"Come, come, fairy sister, please sit down."

Wearing disposable gloves, Fang Yu deftly peeled open a crayfish.

He pulled out the whole shrimp tail, dipped it in the rich garlic broth, and casually offered it to Liu Yifei's lips.

Liu Yifei naturally opened her mouth and ate it.

Then, she raised her delicate chin, gesturing for Fang Yu to watch TV.

"Stop eating, let's begin."

Fang Yu looked up.

The stage for the finals was fully lit up, and thousands of spectators waved light sticks supporting the trainees from various groups, creating a lively atmosphere.

In the live stream room, a dense barrage of comments scrolled across the screen.

Cai Kun's name appeared particularly frequently.

There is the fervent support of die-hard fans, as well as the mindless mockery of haters and keyboard warriors.

[Go, newbie! You have to debut tonight!]

[Come on, what else can Cai Kun do besides making memes? The finals are about real skill, not just winning with a few funny faces.]

[I heard they changed the song tonight; apparently, Fang Yu wrote it himself.]

[Haha, relying on your senior again? Let your work speak for itself.]

[The song hasn't even started yet, what's the rush, haters? Can't they even wait for the opening?]

Actually, Fang Yu originally wanted to start a live broadcast to watch the finals with fans and also to campaign for Cai Kun.

However, "Idol New Generation" has an exclusive online broadcasting platform.

If he were to broadcast the program live, it would be no different from blatantly stealing copyright.

We had no choice but to give up.

However, not streaming doesn't mean you can't call for players.

Fang Yu took off one glove and picked up his phone.

The camera first focused on the table full of barbecue, crayfish, and ice-cold beer, then framed the opening scene of the finals on TV, as well as Liu Yifei peeling shrimp next to her.

"Click."

The photos are taken.

He edited a Weibo post.

[The finals deserve a grand spectacle! Chicken Bro, charge!]

Click send.

Within a minute, the comment section was flooded with hundreds of replies.

[Brother Yu personally went to the field to supervise the battle! Cai Kun, you better step up your game!]

[I was watching a movie, but as soon as Fang Yu posted on Weibo, I switched back to the finals!]

[The chicken gate will live on forever! This newbie chicken must stand up tonight!]

[No, isn't the focus the one with the profile picture of the person peeling shrimp next to the table? Another day of being forced to eat dog food by Fang Yu and Tianxian!]

Fang Yu scrolled through the comments, laughing so hard his shoulders were shaking.

Liu Yifei tossed the peeled shrimp tails into his bowl as a reminder.

"Stop grinning like an idiot, your junior brother is about to go on stage."

Fang Yu then put down his phone and looked up at the TV.

The stage lights have all been turned off.

The once noisy audience gradually quieted down.

The host stood alone in the spotlight, his voice echoing throughout the entire studio.

"Now, let's give a warm round of applause to welcome our first contestant in the individual performance segment—"

"Cai Kun!"

A thunderous cheer erupted.

In the stands, countless silver-white light boards lit up simultaneously, like a sea of ​​stars spread out.

The host paused for a moment and raised his voice.

"He will bring us a brand new original song – 'Lover'!"

Dry ice smoke slowly rose from the center of the stage.

The languid and ambiguous prelude instantly filled the entire venue like an electric current.

A spotlight suddenly shone down, and Cai Kun stood quietly in the center of the halo.

Wearing a loose-fitting white silk shirt, with three buttons casually undone at the collar, her fair skin and well-defined collarbones immediately caught the eye.

Her hair was slightly damp, with a few stray strands lazily falling across her forehead.

Those eyes no longer held the tension they used to have when searching for the camera; instead, they held a perfect sense of dazedness and ultimate relaxation.

He's completely different from the comedic guy who used to try to do every move 200%!

The screams of the fans at the scene instantly exploded!

Holy crap! This is a newbie? Am I seeing things?

[This style change is too drastic! Who can handle this? Chicken Bro is on fire!]

Holy crap, those collarbones, those eyes… my brother's setting my heart on fire!

The drumbeats in the music gradually intensified.

Cai Kun held the microphone stand with one hand, his body swaying gently to the rhythm.

There was no fancy dance, just a casual hip thrust, which made the fans in the audience scream like groundhogs.

He then lowered his head slightly, his lips almost touching the microphone.

The deep, bubbly vocals, mixed with a languid, husky singing style, pierced the eardrums like an electric current.

"Your eyes, it's an illusion; your silhouette by the pool is just a line..."

"Warmth, spreading, rampant through countless midnights..."

As soon as the lyrics were played, Liu Yifei's willow-leaf eyebrows instantly rose higher.

She slowly turned her head and stared at Fang Yu beside her with an extremely imposing and scrutinizing gaze.

Fang Yu was happily chugging his ice-cold beer when he felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at by that gaze.

"No, fairy sister, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Fang Yu".

Liu Yifei's expression was extremely serious. "How come I never noticed before that you could write such... um, flirtatious lyrics?"

"Cough cough cough!"

Fang Yu almost died from a sip of beer.

"What do you mean by 'flirtatious'? Watch your language!"

"That's called atmosphere! That's called top-notch tension! That's high-level artistic expression, do you understand?"

Liu Yifei pursed her lips, said nothing, and turned her gaze back to the television.

At this moment, Cai Kun on stage had already started the chorus.

His movements remained small, but every glance he made, every fingertip brushing his lips, carried a fatal attraction.

"Your gentle kiss sent me into a frenzy..."

"The atmosphere is heating up, dangerous yet alluring..."

The singing was like a feather, frantically stirring the hearts of all the listeners.

It wasn't explicit, but it was extremely ambiguous.

Without putting in much effort, he still managed to grab everyone's attention.

The comments section completely spiraled out of control.

[Help! This song is amazing! I feel like Chicken Bro is flirting with me through the screen!]

[This is practically a tailor-made masterpiece! Fang Yu has an amazing eye for song selection!]

[A newbie's radical transformation into the ultimate master of witchcraft! The Chicken Gate lives on forever!]

[Who remembers he's a funny guy who plays basketball?! He deserves to debut as the center of attention today!]

The song ended.

Cai Kun remained silent.

He was just breathing slightly, looking at the main camera, a wicked yet lazy smile curving his lips.

Then, he turned around decisively and disappeared into the darkness of the stage.

The studio was silent for a few seconds.

The next moment, applause and screams erupted!

Meanwhile, in the main control room backstage.

Director Wang Tao stared intently at the real-time viewership curve next to the monitor.

From the moment Cai Kun appeared, that red line seemed to be injected with adrenaline, rising wildly all the way up!

The assistant director next to him was trembling.

"Director Wang, the ratings... have broken 3!"

Wang Tao suddenly turned his head.

"Taking away the young master?!"

"It's broken 3! And it's still rising!"

Before Wang Tao's wrinkles could even melt into a smile, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

A production assistant burst through the door, panting, his face ashen: "Director Wang, something terrible has happened!"

"Representatives from Starlight Entertainment, Tianhe Media, and Feiyang Culture... they've all stormed backstage!"

Wang Tao's smile froze instantly, and his heart skipped a beat.

It's time to come.

Cai Kun's performance was so explosive that it directly pushed those capitalists who were originally sitting on the sidelines to their limits!