A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

"Stop pretending, everyone come on up!"

As Chen Ye shouted, a commotion erupted in the corner of the hall.

Deng Chao casually put the empty tray he was carrying aside and tore off his "Intern" badge from his chest.

He straightened his white shirt and swaggered out from behind the pillar.

The supervisor who had just been giving a lecture in the kitchen was not far away, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

"Holy crap? That's...!" the foreman's voice cracked, "Deng Chao?!"

I was just teaching Deng Chao how to carry a plate. I even complimented his posture.

Am I going to be a legend in the restaurant industry? From now on, I'll be considered a grandmaster in the kitchen world of this street!

the other side.

With a sigh of relief, Lu Han unloaded the 20-plus-pound camera and carefully placed it on the chair next to her.

He ripped off the extremely wild homeless wig from his head.

He casually took off his black-rimmed glasses and mask, revealing a head of blond hair soaked with sweat.

"Phew... I'm exhausted."

Lu Han shook her aching arms, feeling as if her bones were about to fall apart.

The cameraman who had just returned from smoking was also shocked.

He stared at Lu Han's delicate face, his mind completely blank.

Did I shove the heaviest machine into the front-line streamer Lu Han?

Should we make him work on his arm strength?

Dilraba also emerged from the shadows behind her.

She took off her mask, revealing a strikingly beautiful, aloof, and exotic face.

The three walked side by side onto the main stage and joined Chen Ye and Song Yuqi.

With these five people standing on the stage, half of the Chinese entertainment industry is represented.

Even the Spring Festival Gala wouldn't dare to put together such a lineup.

A brief silence fell over the entire room.

Immediately following was a frenzied scream that seemed to tear the roof off.

The cell phone flashlights created a blinding white light.

Zhang Chen and Wang Li, the newlyweds, stood frozen in place, their minds blank.

Wang Li's eyes, already red from crying, widened in shock.

Not only Chen Ye and Song Yuqi, but also Deng Chaoluhan and Reba?

Deng Chao took the microphone from Chen Ye and walked over to Zhang Chen and Wang Li.

He smiled so broadly his face was full of wrinkles, like a kind and approachable neighborhood committee elder.

"Xiao Chen, Li Li." Deng Chao even knew the names of the newcomers by heart.

"Happy marriage! May you have a long and happy life together and many children!"

The two nodded mechanically, having lost the ability to speak.

"Good afternoon, everyone! I'm Deng Chao!"

Deng Chao turned around and greeted the audience loudly.

"Trendy Bro!!!"

The audience, consisting of middle-aged men and women as well as young men, erupted in cheers.

Deng Xiaoping certainly had a firm grasp on the issue of public popularity.

After Deng Chao finished showing off, he handed the microphone to Lu Han next to him.

Lu Han tidied her messy hair and smiled sweetly.

Wishing the newlyweds a happy marriage and a lifetime of love and happiness.

Lu Han paused for a moment, then waved to the audience below the stage.

Hello everyone, I'm Lu Han.

"Aaaaaah, little deer!!!"

Several bridesmaids in the front row screamed so hard they almost fainted from lack of oxygen.

The microphone eventually ended up in Dilraba's hands.

"Wishing you a long and happy life together."

Dilraba has beautiful, curved eyebrows and a sweet, clear voice.

Hello everyone, I'm Dilraba.

The atmosphere at the scene was so intense it seemed to penetrate the ceiling.

Meanwhile, the chat in Wuha's live stream room had gone completely crazy.

The number of online users was far ahead of the competition, and the server was lagging so badly that it was practically sparking.

The barrage of comments was so dense that it even obscured people's faces.

"Holy crap! This isn't a wedding, it looks like a top-tier awards ceremony in the Chinese entertainment industry!"

"I'm so jealous! I'm so jealous! At my wedding, all that happened was the MC farting!"

"The focus is on Chen Ye! Isn't Chen Ye spoiling his fans a bit too much?"

"Exactly! Chen Ye and his wife, if they do a commercial performance together now, they'd need at least five million, right?"

"Not only did they sing for free, but they also gave the newlyweds two huge red envelopes that were as thick as bricks!"

"What do you mean by 'the number one living bodhisattva in the Chinese entertainment industry'?! (Leans back tactically)"

"Being a fan of Chen Ye is definitely the best decision I've ever made. He's a great guy, and he really lets you shine at big banquets!"

Chen Ye stood to the side, watching the lively scene, and patted his belly.

I'm a little hungry.

When I came up here, the steamed grouper on the table looked pretty good.

We have to sit at that table later.

Add two more four-happiness meatballs, and it's perfect.

When the atmosphere reached its climax.

Chen Ming, who had been hiding backstage, hurriedly ran onto the stage.

He had just received a death order from the hotel manager, and his voice was practically cracking on the walkie-talkie.

Chen Ming grabbed the spare microphone, sweating profusely.

"Everyone! Please calm down!"

Chen Ming, being a professional emcee, forcefully steered the pace back on track.

"Today is a joyous day! Since it's such a joyous occasion, it's perfectly normal to have some surprises that exceed expectations!"

Chen Ming walked to the center of the stage, the sweat on his forehead reflecting the light of the headlights.

"Come on, let's all wish the newlyweds a happy marriage. I'll say 'May they live a hundred years,' and everyone else will shout 'May they be a perfect match!' Okay?"

"good!!!"

The response from the audience was deafening.

"century...."

"Perfect match!!!"

Chen Ming quickly went through the necessary procedures and then whispered instructions to Zhang Chen and Wang Li.

"The formalities are over, hurry up and get off the stage to prepare for the toasts."

Turning his head, he frantically winked at Chen Ye and Deng Chao, his features almost scrunched up together.

Chen Ye understood immediately and quickly led Song Yuqi, Deng Chao, and others down the stage through the passageway on the side of the LED screen.

I had just stepped off the stage and walked into the deserted back kitchen corridor.

Chen Ye rubbed his hands together, preparing to take off the stuffy black overalls.

"Ming-ge, which table should we eat at? I've had my eye on that braised pork knuckle for ages, it'll get cold if we don't eat it soon."

After all that work, not only did I have to give out red envelopes, but I also sang songs – all for this carb!

Chen Ming wiped the sweat from his face and shook his head at Chen Ye.

"Eat? Don't eat it!" Chen Ming shouted anxiously, spinning around in circles.

"Still calling it braised pork knuckle! The restaurants outside are already surrounded by fans!"

Chen Ye was stunned.

"When you came on stage just now, someone posted on WeChat Moments and short videos, plus you were also live streaming."

"Young people within a two-kilometer radius of the hotel are all rushing here, and the security team is almost overwhelmed."

"If you don't leave now, you'll be torn apart like chickens today!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ye's face fell.

Gan!

My big pork knuckle!

My great kiln!

I went through all that trouble, and I didn't even get a sip of soup?!

Deng Chao was also at a loss for words, and slapped himself on the forehead.

"Damn it, Lao Wang's plan to freeload a meal is completely ruined."

"I didn't get to eat there."

The groom, Zhang Chen, and the bride, Wang Li, who had followed them backstage, happened to overhear these words.

The two of them became anxious.

There's no reason to let your benefactor run away hungry.

"Brother Chao! Brother Ye! Don't worry!" Wang Li said repeatedly, "We'll have someone pack it up for you!"

"The dishes on the spare table in the kitchen are all fresh; they'll be ready soon!"

As he spoke, Zhang Chen immediately turned around and shouted at the groomsmen and bridesmaids who had followed him.

"Go to the kitchen! Pack up the best dishes from the whole meal! Pack it all up!"

The groomsmen and bridesmaids rushed off to the kitchen with lightning speed.

It's faster than a 100-meter sprint.

Deng Chao quickly waved his hand.

"Hey, hey, no need for that. We can just go back to the hotel and eat instant noodles..."

"Absolutely not!" Zhang Chen's attitude was extremely firm, and his neck turned red.

"You've all been incredibly kind to me today. If I don't even take a meal home, what kind of groom am I?"

Seeing how determined they were, Deng Chao couldn't refuse any longer.

But then I thought about it again.

Chen Ye gave two large red envelopes, and the three of them just watched for free without receiving anything in return.

They're taking food and money at the same time; that's incredibly stingy.

Where does this older brother put his face?

Deng Chao coughed lightly and took out his phone.

"Hey, Xiao Chen, Lili."

Deng Chao looked at the two of them, his tone sincere.

"Please provide your contact information. I'll have my assistant add you later."

"Having known each other for so long, here's a small wedding gift for you both."

Lu Han and Reba also realized what was happening.

Lu Han immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, the same goes for us. I'll have my assistant contact you later to send you some small tokens of our appreciation."

Dilraba chimed in, "Congratulations on your marriage!"

Wang Li and Zhang Chen were flattered, but they also knew the proper etiquette.

Celebrities, by their very nature, would never add fans on private WeChat accounts.

Having an assistant deliver gifts is already a huge privilege.

Wang Li quickly recited a string of mobile phone numbers.

Deng Chao quickly wrote it down and sent it directly to his assistant.

Less than five minutes.

Several groomsmen came running over carrying large and small bags, filled to the brim with takeout boxes.

The rich aroma of food filled the corridor.

Chen Ye took the two heaviest bags from him.

I could feel the weight of the pork knuckle.

This was a good deal.

"Thanks, buddy!" Chen Ye raised an eyebrow at Zhang Chen. "Congratulations on your wedding! We're heading out now!"

Time is tight.

Chen Ming led his group and sped along the restaurant's most hidden cargo transport route.

The back door of the restaurant.

The two black vans belonging to the production crew had been running for a long time, their engines humming softly as they waited there.

At the far end of the street, a dense crowd could be seen and faint screams could be heard.

A huge crowd of young people were desperately trying to squeeze in this direction.

"Quick, quick, get on the bus!"

Chen Ye shoved the takeout box into the car and pulled Song Yuqi into the car.

The car door closed, and the driver stepped on the gas.

The van sped out of the encirclement like an arrow released from a bow.

At this moment.

The internet world has already witnessed tremendous waves.

Weibo, short video platforms, and various forums.

The top three spots on the trending topics list have been completely taken over.

#Chen Ye and Song Yuqi perform together at a fan's wedding#

#China's most devoted fan-loving celebrity! Not only did he sing live, but he also gave money as a wedding gift!#

#Deng Chaolu and Reba Spotted at a Grand Feast in Wuhan, Former Top Star Reduced to Cameraman's Attendant#

Next to the entry, the bright red "Explosive" character is demonstrating its true power to the entire internet.

But Chen Ye was unaware of this at the moment, still looking at the packed food in his hand, observing what delicious dishes it contained.