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

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow upon hearing Wang Mian's words.

He put down his wine glass, took out his phone, and opened Weibo.

It's already trending at number one, it's incredibly popular.

Zhejiang TV issued an apology statement.

Running Man was suspended for rectification, and director Yao Fei was replaced.

Chen Ye clicked on the official account of Zhejiang TV.

The pinned post is a statement with a blue background and white text.

The text, consisting of several hundred words, can be summarized into three main points.

First, hiring online trolls to engage in cyberbullying was a unilateral act by a few individuals within the station, without the knowledge of the leadership.

Secondly, in order to uphold discipline, all the supervisors and related personnel involved have been dismissed.

Third, I would like to express my apologies to Chen Ye, Song Yuqi, and the four Heavenly Kings who were affected by this incident.

Chen Ye found it amusing.

When in doubt, temporary workers are blamed.

He's so shrewd; he could practically hear the abacus beads bouncing in Hangzhou from Y city.

Clicking into the official Weibo account of Running Man, the statement is even more concise.

It was directly announced that Yao Fei would no longer serve as the chief director due to personal reasons, and the program would be suspended indefinitely for rectification starting immediately.

Finally, he slid down to his knees and apologized, expressing deep unease about occupying public resources.

"Heh." Chen Ye scoffed.

So you're backing down already?

He still thought that the young actress with connections could have a lot of influence.

It seems that even capital has to keep a low profile in the face of public opinion and the combined overwhelming force of the four kings.

He was planning to call in some juicy gossip, but the other side just unplugged the internet cable.

The other people in the hall also took out their phones and read the statement.

Chen He curled his lip: "This attempt to shift blame is too clumsy. Do they really think netizens are idiots?"

The moment the words were spoken, the comment section on Weibo exploded.

Netizens didn't buy it at all and started mocking the comments.

"What a convenient excuse for being unaware! When Yao Fei was directing the online army with a megaphone, were the entire leadership deaf?"

"Temporary workers have it so tough, always taking the blame."

"Running Man is being suspended for rectification? I think they should just be buried!"

"Why did they have to mess with those four? They deserved their careers to collapse!"

The screen was filled with red backgrounds and black text; the trending topics on Weibo had all turned into a scene of the Running Man production team being unilaterally attacked.

Chen Ye put away his phone without standing up to bow and express his gratitude.

He grabbed the bottle of liquor on the table and filled his glass.

"Come on, everyone." Chen Ye stood up, holding his cup.

Everyone looked up.

"This toast is not to empty brotherhood," Chen Ye said, looking around. "It's a toast to the righteous light of the internet, and also to the Running Man production team for their righteous act of turning against their own."

Zhou Jielun burst out laughing.

Lin Junjie pointed at Chen Ye, laughing so hard he slapped his thigh: "Yezi, how come your mouth is more venomous than a knife!"

"Great kindness needs no words of thanks, it's all in this drink." Chen Ye tilted his head back and downed the liquor in one gulp.

"Let's do it!"

Deng Chao held up a half-full glass of beer and shouted loudly.

Huang Bo, holding a thermos of tea, clinked glasses with Huang Bo.

The atmosphere in the hall became lively again, and everyone tacitly refrained from mentioning Running Man.

That's a thing of the past. The other side's old home has been completely looted, so there's no point in retaliating.

After several rounds of drinks...

Tao Zhe, holding a glass of beer, strolled over to Song Yuqi's side.

"Yuqi," Tao Zhe said with a smile.

Song Yuqi, who was wearing gloves and struggling with a spicy crayfish, quickly looked up and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Zhe?"

Tao Zhe pulled up a chair and sat down: "I was watching videos in the car just now, and I heard that you covered my song 'Ordinary Friends' on the yacht today?"

Song Yuqi paused.

Chen Ye's eyelids twitched violently.

Gan.

Why does this old man always bring up the most sensitive topics?

Song Yuqi turned her head and glanced at Chen Ye, her eyes filled with smugness.

"Yeah." She tossed the peeled shrimp tails into Chen Ye's plate. "Chen Ye gets distracted while fishing, so I'm putting on some background music to keep him awake."

Chen Ye stared at the shrimp tails on the plate.

God the hell, you're trying to kill me.

Tao Zhe's eyes lit up: "Oh, I'd love to hear that. My song is basically the voice of a resentful man. I'm really curious about what a female version would be like. Would it be convenient to release it for us to hear?"

Upon hearing that there was some juicy gossip to be had, everyone put down their chopsticks and cups.

Huang Bo even stopped eating sunflower seeds.

Song Yuqi showed no signs of being caught red-handed.

"sure."

She took off her gloves and picked up the phone next to her to operate it.

"Director Wang, turn up the volume on the speakers in the lobby," Song Yuqi shouted to Wang Zhengyu in the corner.

Wang Zhengyu was worried about not having any material, and upon hearing this, he immediately pushed the clippers up a bit.

next second.

The rhythmic strumming of a guitar emanated from the top-of-the-line speakers.

Then, Song Yuqi's highly recognizable husky voice, with a touch of languor and a strong sense of aggression, resonated throughout the hall.

After listening for a few minutes, Zhou Jielun stroked his chin and nodded silently.

Lin Junjie leaned back on the sofa, tapping his fingers to the beat.

Just when everyone was immersed in this heavily modified version of a sad love song.

"Awooo—!!!"

A strange scream suddenly rang out in the center of the living room.

The people in the hall shuddered in fright. Chen Ye nearly dropped the wine glass in his hand.

I turned my head and looked.

Deng Chao suddenly jumped up from the sofa, gripping his hair tightly with both hands, his face contorted in pain.

"It sounds so good! It's fucking amazing, Yuqi!"

Deng Chao shouted at the top of his lungs.

"That voice! That emotion! It gives me goosebumps!"

Lu Han was so frightened by Deng Chao's sudden outburst that she retreated repeatedly.

Chen Ye's lips twitched.

Did Brother Chao drink a few bottles of fake alcohol?

However, before Chen Ye could even complain, another voice followed.

"Alas--!!!"

Tao Zhe stood up straight, the beer glass in his hand shaking violently, spilling beer all over the floor.

He let out a strange cry.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's the feeling!" Tao Zhe was so excited his face turned red, and he rushed over to grab Deng Chao's arm. "This emotion is amazing! You don't understand, this is how this song is supposed to be sung!"

Deng Chao turned to look at Tao Zhe.

Tao Zhe looked at Deng Chao.

"You understand me! Brother Zhe, you understand me so well!" Deng Chao hugged Tao Zhe back.

"Brother Chao, you're a kindred spirit!" Tao Zhe was so moved he almost cried.

Without saying a word, the two grabbed a bottle of Corona each, put their arms around each other's shoulders, and rushed to the song request station in the corner.

"Hey bro, we have to go tonight!"

"No problem! Brother Zhe, tonight we'll have our final showdown at the Forbidden City! Nobody leaves until tomorrow morning!"

Watching these two old fogies, whose combined age is almost a hundred, frantically switching songs in front of the karaoke machine.

Chen Ye covered his face.

It's hopeless. The two demonic orbs are resonating, and their destructive power is increasing exponentially.

Chen He laughed until tears streamed down his face: "Old Deng has completely let loose."

Huang Bo was also overjoyed, shaking his head as he held his cup.

Chen Ye sighed, just about to pour himself another glass of wine to calm his nerves.

Zhou Jielun, who was sitting next to him, stopped smiling.

He glanced at Lin Junjie, who was hugging his guitar and laughing foolishly, and then at Wang Leehom, who was holding a water glass.

The two stopped what they were doing and nodded slightly to him.

Zhou Jielun picked up the unlit cigar and tapped it twice on the edge of the crystal ashtray.

Tap, tap.

He cleared his throat and turned to look at Chen Ye.

"Yoko."

His voice was steady, with a hint of seriousness.

Chen Ye patted the sunflower seed crumbs off his hands.

"What's wrong, Brother Jielun? If you want to borrow money, don't ask. Just grab some melon seeds yourself," Chen Ye teased.

Jay Chou didn't take the bait with his lame joke.

He crossed his hands on his knees and looked directly at Chen Ye.

"There's something I'd like to ask you, I don't know if you'd be interested."

These words were spoken.

Chen He, Lu Han, and Huang Bo, who were originally watching the song request show and fighting for the microphone, instantly turned their heads away.

The three people's ears stood up like antennas.

Song Yuqi had just peeled an orange and was about to put it in Chen Ye's mouth when her hand abruptly stopped in mid-air.

Wang Mian, who had been hiding in a blind spot of the camera and gnawing on a lamb chop, even forgot to spit out the bones and remained frozen in place.

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow.

"What is it?" Chen Ye asked jokingly. "Let's make this clear first, I'm not signing any indenture."

Jay Chou smiled.

"In the past two years, apart from Junjie and Tao Zhe still releasing songs and touring, Li Hong and I have basically been semi-retired."

Jay Chou tapped his fingers rhythmically on the back of his hand.

"A while ago, the four of us had a private discussion."

"We're planning to collaborate on an album just for fun."

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

Only the speakers were still playing Deng Chao's pig-slaughtering singing.

Chen He's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Lu Han's mouth dropped open, and the skewers in her hand fell onto the table.

The Four Heavenly Kings are releasing a joint album?!

Ignoring the shocked expressions of those around him, Zhou Jielun continued to stare at Chen Ye.

"We've agreed that each of us will release two singles for this album."

"Finally, let's make a title track that all four of us can sing together."

At this point, Jay Chou paused for a moment.

He leaned forward slightly.

"Regarding this album collaboration," Jay Chou looked Chen Ye in the eyes, "are you interested in joining us for a spin?"