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

The phone connects to the mixing console via Bluetooth.

Chen Ye tapped the screen with his long, slender finger.

A deep, rhythmic drumbeat exploded in the empty recording studio.

The melody of the accompaniment flowed out from the million-dollar monitor speakers.

Lu Han, who was originally slumped in the chair, immediately started moving her neck as if it had springs, bobbing up and down to the rhythm the moment she heard the intro.

"I love it!"

Lu Han's eyes lit up, and she turned to look at Chen Ye.

"This beat is pretty good! It sounds pretty relaxed, is it rap style?"

Chen Ye snapped his fingers.

Nonsense, it's a product of the system, how could it be subpar?

This is Wang Yitai's top love song that swept through short video platforms.

If we use this as background music for a marriage proposal today, it will definitely move Song Yuqi to tears on the spot.

Chen Ye didn't reply. He simply pulled out a blank A4 sheet of paper from next to the mixing console and grabbed a marker.

Chen Ye removed the pen cap and lowered his head.

The wrist moves rapidly.

Swish swish swish swish.

The sound of markers scratching on paper was incessant.

Lu Han sat next to him, watching Chen Ye write at a speed comparable to a printer spitting out paper, her eyes almost popping out of her head from the mixing console.

"No, brother."

Lu swallowed hard.

"Are you reciting the 'Memorial to the Throne' from memory, or are you drawing talismans to invoke the gods? You're doing it without even pausing!"

Chen Ye completely ignored him.

The system had already thoroughly processed the lyrics and music package in my mind, and this operation of directly dumping it out of the memory bank was even smoother than copying files with a USB drive.

Less than two minutes.

Chen Ye stopped writing and casually tossed the pen aside.

He picked up the densely written A4 paper and slapped it directly onto Lu Han's chest.

"Here, your words." Chen Ye raised an eyebrow.

Lu Han hurriedly caught the paper and glanced at it.

Not only were the lyrics written all over it, but even the backbeat and the stressed syllables of each word were marked in extremely detailed red ink.

Lu Han looked up and scanned the table with a puzzled expression.

"I have my words, what about yours?"

Chen Ye held up one finger and pointed to his temple.

"They're all here."

Chen Ye spoke so casually, as if he were saying he had eaten a bowl of rice that evening.

"I don't need to look at the lyrics. Your task tonight is simple: keep an eye on that hook that mixes English and Chinese, which is the chorus."

Chen Ye patted Lu Han on the shoulder.

"Be a ruthless harmonist, understand?"

Lu Han was so angry she laughed.

Fine, you're so great, you call the shots.

Lu Han lowered her head, her gaze fixed on the chorus on the paper.

After watching for a short while, Lu Han frowned.

"These words are really well written." Lu Han stroked her chin.

"But Yezi, how do you sing this part? What's the melody?"

Chen Ye leaned over, lightly swiped his finger on the computer mouse, and dragged the accompaniment progress bar to two seconds before the chorus began.

Listen carefully.

Chen Ye pointed to the waveform on the screen.

"The first part is all my rap, and after I finish singing the last line, 'If you want time to spare you, you also have to spare time, baby.'"

Chen Ye slammed his fingers on the table.

"The instant that drumbeat hits, you go straight in!"

The accompaniment played at exactly that point.

Chen Ye didn't use a microphone and sang a cappella.

The natural, languid, grainy quality of his voice instantly filled the room.

"Hands up for love..."

"Although I always silently chant 'Forever young...'"

"Even though we all know that time makes people stronger..."

"Time, please drive slowly..."

"Let my loved one be brave enough not to be afraid of growing old!"

As soon as the chorus started, Lu Han got goosebumps all the way from her arms to her scalp.

Holy crap.

This melody is amazing!

There are no heart-wrenching high notes, just pure emotional output, like whispering sweet nothings in someone's ear, but every note hits the heart precisely.

"That's the melody."

After Chen Ye finished singing, he picked up the ice water on the table and took a sip to moisten his throat.

"Lu Ge, can you hold on?"

Chen Ye glanced at him sideways.

Lu Han shook his head, his competitive spirit instantly surging.

"What kind of talk is that?"

Lu Han chuckled.

"It's just a few lines of melody, not too difficult, and I've covered all the harmonies for you!"

Lu Han slapped an A4 sheet of paper on his lap. "One night, buddy, I guarantee I'll practice until you can sing it even better than the original!"

Chen Ye nodded in satisfaction.

Free, highly skilled labor is so pleasing to both body and mind.

"OK."

Chen Ye tapped a few keys on the keyboard. "The structure of this song is very simple."

"I'll start with a super long rap prelude, then this chorus, then a second rap, and finally these few lines of the chorus."

Chen Ye drew two large circles for Lu Han on the paper with a red pen.

"Just stick to these two entry points. As long as you don't underperform, tomorrow will be a game-changer."

Lu Han nodded.

"Hurry up, switch the backing track back to the chorus and put it on repeat so I can get into the groove myself."

Lu Han immediately put on the monitoring headphones.

Without saying a word, Chen Ye selected a dozen seconds of the chorus with his mouse and started playing it on repeat.

Just quiet down.

Only the deer, with its eyes closed, mumbled and hummed along to the rhythm.

After singing along to the melody three or four times, Lu Han had already mastered it, and even added some flamboyant vocal runs.

After finishing the first part, Chen Ye dragged the progress bar to the back and helped him sort out the emotions of the second part.

After half an hour.

Lu Han took off her headphones and gave Chen Ye an extremely arrogant OK sign.

"You've got it figured out."

Chen Ye raised the corner of his mouth.

He turned around, pulled two wires off the shelf, and connected two Newman microphones with incredibly good pickup performance to the mixing console.

"Okay, but stop just talking and start doing it."

Chen Ye tossed a microphone to Lu Han, "Let's bring the accompaniment and go through the whole process together to see how well we cooperate."

Lu Han caught the microphone, twirled it in her hand, and held it firmly.

Chen Ye pressed the space bar.

The drumbeats of the intro sounded again.

With the addition of microphone reverb, the atmosphere of the entire room instantly transformed into that of a live concert.

Chen Ye swayed his body to the rhythm.

Chen Ye raised the microphone just before the intro ended.

His usual carefree and irresponsible demeanor vanished completely.

A deep, resonant rapping style bursts forth!

"The passage of time is the rule set by this world..."

"God sent me to ensure it won't cause you pain!"

"Even if you miss the sunrise and sunset, they are still beautiful..."

"I'll even drive alongside you and enjoy this traffic jam!"

Lu Han stood to the side, feeling a chill run down her spine.

The lyrics, the rhyme, the pauses and phrasing.

This isn't singing, it's like someone's using a Gatling gun to shoot God like crazy!

Chen Ye was completely absorbed in his own emotions.

"Joy and sorrow, separation and reunion, can indeed happen without warning..."

Even if I can't sit up, I'll still lie next to you!

"Hold my hand tight, those buttons won't fasten..."

"Having you help me is like being drunk in my youth!"

Every lyric is like a film reel, frantically playing out images of the two growing old together.

"Don't worry that your body is no longer reliable..."

"Because by then I'll definitely have been forgotten by the stage!"

"But you still have that swag, like you're still standing on stage..."

"Let's take a walk together and pass by a Louis Vuitton store!"

As the pace of the rhythm quickened, Chen Ye's speech also became more rapid.

"To be a window shopper, shuffling along with a smile as I reminisce about the boasting of my youth!"

"Singing 'Window Shopper,' I wonder what kind of music it will become!"

The original lyrics were in the hip-hop style, but the system thoughtfully changed them into music.

"Our hectic lives will change in the future, and we'll see each other every day from now on!"

"Fragments of memories can only be picked up by bending down..."

"I'll only be able to read the letters I write to you when I'm old!"

"Don't fawn over youth, don't be afraid of the ripples on your face. There's no disdain in my eyes; find the reason for your worries!"

"Each year, each tree, will never change..."

Chen Ye suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on Lu Han beside him.

The last sentence was emphasized and slammed down!

"If you want time to be kind to you, you have to be kind to time too, Babe!"

The heavy drumbeats exploded with a deafening roar.

Relying on muscle memory, Lu Han directly raised the microphone and her clear, penetrating voice cut in!

"Hands up for love!"

"Although I always silently chant 'Forever young!'"

"Even though we all know that time makes people stronger..."

"Time, please drive slowly..."

"Let my loved one be brave enough not to be afraid of growing old!"

Their voices, one deep and the other clear, intertwined.

The last note of the chorus fades away.

The first paragraph has ended.

Chen Ye put down the microphone and smiled at Lu Han with great satisfaction.

"Wow, Lu-ge, that's impressive!" Chen Ye gave a thumbs up. "One take, that seamless transition, awesome!"

"Absolutely."

Lu Han tossed her hair triumphantly, her eyes revealing her shock.

The interlude is very short.

Chen Ye raised the microphone to his mouth again.

The second rap is even more powerful than the first!

"Hey girl, look over here..."

"Look at me, stop staring at the mirror or your phone camera!"

"I always say the problem might be that your eyesight is too good..."

"You always say you're getting old, and you're afraid I'll get kidnapped, Babe!"

Chen Ye's voice carried a hint of indulgent chuckle.

The song vividly portrays the playful banter between young lovers.

"I've never forgotten why I loved you, and I'm captivated by your uniqueness, even though we're both quite ordinary!"

"To be honest, I don't understand the story of time unless I've experienced it myself..."

"We can only cherish what we have now so as not to become its vassal, Babe!"

Chen Ye closed his eyes, his mind filled with Song Yuqi's smiling face.

"Time slips through our fingers, and everything feels like a dream come true..."

"Even if we are ravaged by suffering, it's because a long time ago, everything we now possessed was like a seed that had been planted!"

"Now I will sing your praises, so just lead me!"

Chen Ye's voice had already taken on a peculiar, grainy quality.

"I admire your naturalness and your elegance!"

"I'll confess my love to you loudly, even though it's cheesy!"

"But you know this isn't just drunken ramblings; I'll protect you until I'm bald!"

"We, already profound, become even more so, having witnessed the warmth and coldness of the world and understood that all living beings defy categorization!"

"How many times have we encouraged each other, how many sleepless nights have we worked so hard..."

"Just think how precious a one in billions chance is!"

Chen Ye suddenly waved his hand, completely engrossed in the moment.

"No longer a Window Shopper, I'll give you whatever you want, I never lie!"

"You're beautiful no matter what, so if I lie to you, I'll make you mute!"

"I'll face this together—"

Chen Ye raised his voice to its maximum.

"Don't be a cowardly fool, my babe!"

The accompanying drumbeats took over the entire venue once again.

Lu Han gripped the microphone tightly, and the sound of the chorus once again calmly suppressed the rage of the entire audience.

"Hands up for love..."

This time, the two didn't rush each other at all, and even their eye contact was extremely harmonious.

The song ended.

The accompaniment gradually faded out.

Only the heavy breathing of the two men remained in the recording studio.

Chen Ye touched the slightly hot microphone and slumped into his chair.

Cool.

The feeling of venting all your emotions is incredibly exhilarating.

Without exchanging any words, the two nodded in perfect unison.

"Again!"

Chen Ye immediately restarted the accompaniment.

"Just do it!"

Lu Han also clashed with them.

Once.

Twice.

Five times.

Two grown men were in the recording studio on the second floor, playing this song over and over again.

Until every syllable transition and every breath becomes a muscle memory.

The sky outside had changed from pitch black to gray-white.

Chen Ye pressed the stop button one last time and glanced at the clock on the wall.

5:10 a.m.

In a few hours, the main group will depart for the cruise ship to set up the venue.

Tonight's non-stop filming is even more grueling than recording five episodes of "The Big Bang Theory".

"Alright, that's a wrap."

Chen Ye tossed the microphone onto the table, stood up, and stretched.

"Hurry up and get two hours of sleep, we have to work hard again tomorrow."

The villa corridor was so quiet at five in the morning that only the sound of two people's footsteps could be heard.

Lu Han followed behind Chen Ye.

Looking at the madman in front of her, whose very back exuded excitement, Lu Han's eyes were filled with complex emotions.

Just now in the recording studio, Chen Ye sang with complete abandon, and that deep emotion that seemed to burn him out was not an act.

This kid, to give Song Yuqi an explanation, spent five million to buy a ring without batting an eye.

He traveled 800 miles overnight to recruit bigwigs from the entertainment industry to be extras.

Now I've stayed up all night again, and I've thoroughly memorized an unreleased, god-tier love song.

Lu Han clenched her fists tightly into her pockets.

Looking back on the ups and downs between myself and Dilraba over the years.

Compared to Chen Ye's audacity in flipping the table, I felt like a coward hiding in a turtle's shell.

No wonder Dilraba always feels insecure.

No.

After the cruise proposal ends tomorrow, I need to figure out how to pull off something big!

"Brother Lu, what are you thinking about? Your eyes are all red."

Chen Ye pushed open the door and turned around to make a teasing remark.

"Go to sleep!"

Lu Han cursed irritably and went straight into the guest room next door.