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

Chen Ma and Song Ma carried the last dish of braised lion's head meatballs out of the kitchen.

The long dining table was laden with large pieces of fish and meat, and the steaming white vapor mixed with the aroma of soy sauce wafted straight into our noses.

Sun Li led Dengdeng and Xiaohua, who had just washed their hands, downstairs.

"Sit down, sit down! You must be starving!" Song Ma untied her apron, her eyes beaming with smiles.

Chen Ye sat in his chair and watched as the big shots at the table picked up their chopsticks without any regard for their image, and began to fight over the food with great enthusiasm.

Lu Han went the furthest, swinging her chopsticks until they were smoking, and precisely picked out the largest pieces of sweet and sour pork ribs from the plate.

While everyone was engrossed in sweeping, the chief director, Wang Zhengyu, came over with a bowl in hand, looking rather sly.

"Ono." Wang Zhengyu took a bite of the meatball.

Chen Ye didn't even look up: "Speak your mind, don't delay my meal."

"Ahem." Wang Zhengyu cleared his throat. "Have you finished writing the theme song for this season of 'Five Dogs' yet?"

Chen Ye picked up a slice of bamboo shoot and put it in his mouth.

It's a system-generated product; how could it not be finished?

"It's all taken care of." Chen Ye chewed on a slice of bamboo shoot. "The lyrics, music, arrangement, and even the accompaniment are all done. It's a full-service package."

Wang Zhengyu's eyes lit up instantly, his expression resembling that of a nouveau riche boss who had just seen the God of Wealth.

"Alright! Tonight at our roadside karaoke party, we'll sing your new theme song as the big sing-along!"

Wang Zhengyu slapped his thigh.

"Once we finish things up in L state, our main force will rest for a day, and then fly directly to Singapore J to wrap things up the day after tomorrow!"

The words "New J" came out.

Chen Ye stopped eating.

Chen He and Deng Chao, who were sitting opposite each other, also raised their heads in unison.

Almost instantly, all three of their gazes focused on Lu Han.

That old bastard Wang Zhengyu really hasn't given up. He's determined to set up the final battle of the show right at Dilraba's hometown.

The person being watched by the three people.

At this moment, he was puffing out his cheeks, wrestling desperately with a piece of pork rib with cartilage still attached.

He looked up blankly, his mouth glistening with oil.

"Why are you looking at me? I picked these ribs for you, there's none left."

Chen Ye's lips twitched.

There's no hope for him. This guy is completely ruined. He's about to be taken away by the production team and used as a climax, yet he's still guarding his food.

"You eat yours," Chen Ye said, suppressing a laugh. "Be careful not to choke on the way to New York."

Wang Zhengyu was overjoyed, his face crinkling into wrinkles.

The old fox naturally knew what these three people were laughing about; the sheer explosive nature of this finale script excited him just thinking about it.

"Since tonight is the main event," Wang Zhengyu changed the subject, looking at Madi and Aifugeni.

"Maddy, Jeni, what are you two planning to sing tonight?"

Upon hearing his name called, Ma Di immediately put down his chopsticks and sat up straight.

"Don't worry, Director Wang!" Ma Di said confidently. "A folk singer like me has to perform my signature song, 'Nanshan Nan,' at a venue like this!"

The talking in the restaurant stopped.

Chen Ye almost choked on his soup.

He turned his head and looked Madi's round head up and down.

"Can't you ever be a little bit creative?" Chen Ye retorted without holding back. "Don't you have any shame? Why are you still singing?"

The entire audience burst into laughter.

Chen He laughed so hard he slapped his thigh: "That's right, Ma Di! Today is such a joyous day for my brother's proposal, even if you sang 'The Ballad of Heroes,' it would be better than that!"

Madi blushed with embarrassment and stubbornly retorted.

"I was just trying to liven things up! Don't you understand the importance of reciting classic poems?"

Wang Zhengyu smiled and waved to interrupt.

"Alright, alright, let's just go with Nanshan South then." Wang Zhengyu stroked his chin.

"With this arrangement, at tonight's fan meeting, Maddie and Jeni will each perform a song to warm up the crowd."

"Then Xiaolu and Xiaoye each sang a song, which is the usual procedure."

"Let's add Brother Tao Zhe and see if he can also sing a classic song."

"Oh right, and Yuqi too." Wang Zhengyu got more and more excited as he calculated. "Let's just treat this as a mini fan meeting."

"After the grand finale of the theme song, once we've built up this climax, the final step..." Wang Zhengyu pointed at Chen Ye, "Xiao Ye will immediately change venues and propose, igniting the entire internet!"

A perfect process, an impeccable rhythm.

Chen Ye nodded after listening. Although Lao Wang was a bit of a sycophant, he was indeed the pinnacle of the Chinese entertainment industry when it came to controlling the flow of the show and arranging programs.

"I protest!"

Deng Chao stood up, holding a half-eaten chicken leg, his face full of grief and indignation.

"Why isn't my segment on?" Deng Chao's eyes widened, full of grievance. "Why can't I sing! Am I not good enough? I've even released singles!"

The dinner table fell silent instantly.

The group of people looked at each other, their expressions extremely complicated.

Chen He rolled his eyes.

"Old Deng, please sit down, I'm begging you." Chen He looked disgusted. "Don't you know your own singing ability?"

"Is that what you call singing? That's called performing magic! With so many talented singers tonight, are you going up there to give everyone a performance of salvation?"

Chen Ye was also amused.

"Chen He, you're talking nonsense!" Deng Chao retorted angrily. "My singing is called 'emotional'! It's full of the vicissitudes of male hormones!"

Deng Chao turned around and sought outside help.

He immediately spotted Xiao Hua sitting next to Sun Li, scooping steamed eggs with a small spoon.

"Little Flower Sister!" Deng Chao immediately switched to a high-pitched voice, "You be the judge, isn't Daddy's singing very good?"

Little Flower blinked her clear, big eyes and looked at her father.

"Dad doesn't sing well," Xiaohua said without hesitation.

The voice was childish and sweet, yet it felt like a knife stabbing straight into Deng Chao's heart.

"I still think Godfather sings better." Xiaohua raised her small spoon and pointed at Chen Ye.

The entire audience erupted in laughter that could have blown the roof off.

Chen He was laughing so hard he was already clutching his stomach.

The ribs that Lu Han was holding fell back into the bowl.

The elders, including Mr. and Mrs. Song and Mr. and Mrs. Chen, also laughed so hard they were doubled over.

Deng Chao's smile froze.

He stood there, holding half a chicken leg, his face filled with disbelief.

"Xiaohua, say it again?" Deng Chao clutched his chest. "Daddy sang you a lullaby to put you to sleep yesterday! How could it not sound good!"

Xiao Hua pouted and then added insult to injury with a serious expression.

"No, that's not true." Xiaohua stared at Deng Chao. "You don't sing as well as your godfather. His singing is heavenly music, but yours sounds like a bear howling."

"Hahahaha!"

Chen Ye couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed until tears welled up in his eyes.

He left his seat, walked over, picked up Xiaohua, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Oh, my darling goddaughter, I'll buy you ten big toys tonight!"

Chen Ye raised his eyebrows provocatively at Deng Chao.

Looking at his leaky "little cotton-padded jacket," Deng Chao couldn't utter a word for a long time.

The dinner party ended in a very joyful atmosphere.

With less than three hours to go before the main force arrived, everyone immediately went into combat readiness and split into several groups to carry out their missions.

Lu Han wiped her mouth and grabbed her car keys.

"I'm heading to the airport now!" Lu Han put on her sunglasses. "Yi Xing and Brother Hong Lei will be landing soon."

Teacher He straightened her coat.

"Then I'll head to the cruise ship site. The team needs someone to coordinate the details, so I have to go and oversee things."

Deng Chao stood up, his earlier frustration vanishing instantly.

"Old Wang, let's go! Let's go find the local officials and double-check the major locations for the fireworks tonight."

The adults all have work to do.

Sun Li pulled Chen Ma and Song Ma along, and brought along Chen Ba and Song Ba.

"Xiao Ye, you stay home and prepare for tonight's activities." Sun Li said decisively, "We'll take Deng Deng and Xiao Hua to the city center to shop and buy formal attire for tonight."

Chen Ye nodded repeatedly.

Soon, the once bustling villa hall became deserted.

Only Chen Ye, Chen He, Huang Lei, Ma Di, and Ai Fugen remained.

Chen Ye slumped on the sofa and rubbed his sore neck.

"Alright, Maddie, Jenny, you two find an empty room to catch up on your sleep. You'll be up all night."

After sending the two to rest.

Only "Old Fox" Huang Lei and "Genius Pig" Chen He remained in the hall.

Huang Lei carried the purple clay teapot and slowly walked to the sofa and sat down.

He looked at Chen Ye, who was sprawled out there, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"How's it going, Xiao Ye?" Huang Lei took a sip of tea. "Your big period is coming soon, are you nervous?"

Chen Ye rolled his eyes.

"Teacher Huang, aren't you just asking a question you already know the answer to?" Chen Ye let out a long sigh. "This is one of the most important things in my life, how can I not be nervous?"

A marriage proposal is something that happens only once in a lifetime.

Despite his seemingly unruly demeanor in front of the camera, his palms are always sweaty when things get really tough.

"Wow, the sun has risen in the west!" Huang Lei laughed, crossing his legs.

"The top musical talent in the Chinese entertainment industry actually has moments of fear? You never flinched at concerts with tens of thousands of people, and now you're scared of a marriage proposal?"

Chen He, who was peeling an apple nearby, chimed in.

"Exactly, Yezi, what are you chickening out for! At worst, if Yuqi says she won't marry you, you can just jump into the Yellow River and swim back to Shanghai!"

Chen Ye grabbed a cushion and smashed it precisely into Chen He's big face.

"Shut up! You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth!"

Chen Ye turned to look at Huang Lei.

"Teacher Huang, how can these be the same?" Chen Ye sighed. "If I mess up my performance at a concert, I'll just lose some fans, but if I botch my marriage proposal, I'll be single forever."

Chen Ye pointed to the teapot in Huang Lei's hand.

"You'd better go to the kitchen and study the recipes, instead of laughing at me here."

When Huang Lei heard Chen Ye's disrespectful words, he was not angry at all; instead, he laughed even more heartily.

He holds an extremely high position in the industry. If a newcomer dares to speak to him like that, they would be blacklisted long ago.

But Huang Lei genuinely likes Chen Ye.

This kid is talented, responsible, and most importantly, he's not pretentious.

"Alright, I won't make any more sarcastic remarks." Huang Lei stood up. "I'll be your witness tonight, I'll definitely keep things in order for you."

The hall fell silent.

More than two hours later.

Suddenly, the two large iron gates of the villa were pushed open.

Lu Han walked in first, pointing helplessly behind her.

Immediately following, a man wearing a black mask appeared; it was Zhang Yixing, who had just finished rehearsing for his concert.

And next to Zhang Yixing.

A man wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap, walking with an extremely arrogant gait, swaggered across the threshold.

Before anyone could even see what the person looked like, that signature bandit-like voice had already boomed through the hall.

"Where's Chen Ye?! Let's see who disagrees with my brother's marriage proposal tonight!"

Sun Honglei took off his sunglasses.