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

"Clatter."

Lu Han just picked up a skewer of roasted lamb, which then fell back onto the iron plate, splashing two drops of oil.

Wang Mian's half-eaten lamb chop slid down to his chin, smearing oil all over his face.

But he didn't even bother to wipe it, remaining firmly rooted to the plastic stool.

Chen He, who was fiercely battling with spicy crayfish, froze in mid-air with his two fingers covered in chili oil.

He forgot to chew the shrimp meat in his mouth, and the chili oil dripped down the corner of his mouth.

The once bustling hall suddenly fell silent.

No one spoke.

Even the sound of breathing was unconsciously softened.

The speaker in the corner was still dutifully playing Deng Chao and Tao Zhe's heart-wrenching, distorted screams.

The background music combined with the visuals was incredibly surreal.

Are the Four Heavenly Kings releasing a collaborative album?

Any one of these four individuals could release an album that would cause Weibo servers to shut down, or hold a concert that would paralyze traffic.

Now these four legendary figures in the Chinese music scene are about to reunite.

Not only will they team up, but they'll also drag Chen Ye along to play!

Sitting on the carpet, Song Yuqi rested her chin on her hands and happily swung her toes.

Seeing these veteran musicians extend such an unconventional invitation to Chen Ye, the pride in her eyes was almost overflowing.

The men she sets her sights on are always the absolute center of attention, no matter what situation they're in.

Behind the monitor.

Director Wang Zhengyu covered his mouth tightly.

He was so excited that his legs were shaking, and the back of his shirt was soaked with sweat.

These guys only need to stay on the show, and if they even let slip a little bit of their songwriting, the number of views will skyrocket to outer space.

Sponsorship fees? Naming rights fees?

Now, he won't even look at anyone who throws money at him!

"Yezi, don't blame your brother for not reminding you."

Huang Bo was the first to come to his senses, coughing as he held his thermos, trying to cover up the faint sound in his voice.

"This pie is too big, you'd better hold it steady."

Chen Ye leaned back on the sofa.

The fact that these top figures in the music industry took the initiative to invite him shows that they truly don't consider him an outsider.

More importantly, this is a golden opportunity to gain popularity.

The system's music library is full of locked hit songs, and the system is looking for a way to monetize them.

With four top-tier celebrities acting as free promotional channels, the popularity value of this wave of "leeks" (a term for easily exploited consumers) must be in the hundreds of millions.

"Okay."

Chen Ye put down his wine glass.

The bottom of the glass hit the solid wood table with a crisp sound.

"Since you gentlemen have all spoken, I will certainly oblige."

He glanced around at everyone.

"But we need to settle the accounts first."

"Two songs per person, plus one five-person duet, making a total of eleven songs. How's your progress going?"

The voice just fell.

The atmosphere at the table became subtle.

Zhou Jielun touched his nose, his gaze drifting directly to the ceiling chandelier.

Wang Lihong picked up his wine glass and gulped down more than half of it.

Lin Junjie grinned awkwardly and scratched the back of his head vigorously.

"that……"

Lin Junjie coughed lightly.

"Currently, the four of us... each of us has probably completed one song."

"And they're all unfinished, half-finished products," Zhou Jielun added from the side.

Chen Ye nearly choked on his own saliva after hearing this.

So you guys are trying to get something for nothing here!

The progress bar hasn't even reached halfway, and they can't even produce a complete score, yet they dare to send out invitations to join.

So they're using me as free labor?

"This isn't releasing an album, it's a massive pig-butchering scam!"

Chen Ye rolled his eyes.

The three of them pretended to be dead, completely refusing to respond to any conversation.

"Alright, we're already on board."

Chen Ye sighed and shifted to a more comfortable position.

"Has the album theme been decided? What musical style are you planning to go for?"

The three exchanged a glance and shook their heads in unison once again.

Chen Ye was completely speechless at the audacity of these old men.

Spontaneous.

That's so damn casual.

He quickly browsed through the Earth music library in the system in his mind.

If we're going to do it, let's do something big.

How can we make this album with its stellar lineup create the biggest storm on the entire internet?

A despicable thought flashed through his mind.

"Everyone."

Chen Ye sat up straight.

"I have an idea."

The three people's eyes lit up instantly, and they all looked over.

Wang Leehom, who was pretending to be dead and drinking water, also put down his cup.

Tell me about it.

Jay Chou perked up and leaned forward.

"Since we're going to play, let's go all out."

Chen Ye crossed his arms and rested them on the table.

"These days, popular songs are either sweet love stories or melodramatic pop songs. I'm so tired of hearing them."

"Why don't we make an album with the theme of everyone being emo?"

There was a two-second silence in the hall.

"Emo?" Lin Junjie didn't react.

"Yes, it's sadness, extreme sadness, the kind of sadness that's unbearable."

Chen Ye tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his tone resolute.

"From the first song to the last, the lyrics are as heart-wrenching as possible."

"We want to make those who click on this album burst into tears, completely overwhelmed with emotion!"

"Make them all feel the pain!"

The three bigwigs sitting at the table were stunned.

Immediately afterwards, a bright green light flashed in the eyes of all three of them.

That's an absolutely brilliant idea!

Instead of making conventional pop songs, it's better to stab the listener in the heart with a knife.

With the combined talent of the four of them and Chen Ye, if they were to collaborate on a pure collection of sad love songs, the impact would be absolutely explosive.

"Holy crap! Wild Child, you're too ruthless!"

Lin Junjie was so excited that he slapped his thigh.

"I love this vibe!"

"I think it's totally doable."

Zhou Jielun stroked his chin, his eyes full of interest.

"Eleven sad love songs released in a row, the Chinese music scene has never done anything like this before."

Wang Leehom nodded frantically in agreement.

He even started mentally calculating chord progressions.

Huang Bo, who was watching the scene unfold, couldn't help but shudder.

He held his cup, pointing at the four guys with a look of disgust on his face.

"You guys are really mean!"

Huang Bo clicked his tongue twice.

"Fans were excited to listen to the new song because of the amazing collaboration, but when they clicked on it, good grief, each song was more painful than the last, it was practically a large-scale murder scene."

"Since we're going to do this, we might as well go all the way and be completely unethical."

Huang Bo's tone also became unethical.

"Releasing your album at midnight? The effect will be absolutely devastating!"

Midnight?

People are most vulnerable at night and most easily fall into emo moods.

Chen Ye gave Huang Bo a thumbs up.

"Brother Bo, you're ruthless. You didn't hide your cunning nature at all."

The group exchanged glances and then burst into unrestrained laughter.

Across the table.

Lu Han sat on a small stool and slurped up a mouthful of noodles.

Looking at those big shots over there, chatting and joking as they schemed and manipulated the entire online audience, I was filled with admiration.

He's very Zen now.

It's better to stay out of this kind of epic battle than to get involved and just be a bystander.

Wang Mian was different.

He clutched the lamb chop tightly in his hands, his eyes reddening.

He secretly took out his phone and frantically typed notes in the memo app.

Wild Bro is really going to take to the skies!

He was able to sit at the same table with these four entertainment industry legends and scheme against the entire internet.

He felt it would be a waste to even blink at such a historic moment that would determine the direction of the music scene.

If I really can't make a living in the future, I'll go back to my hometown in Northeast China and set up a stall at the village entrance to sell grilled cold noodles.

Based on what he's seen and heard at this table, he could chat with the older women for a lifetime without repeating himself.

Inside the speaker, Deng Chao and Tao Zhe had already started switching songs.

They switched to a heart-wrenching song, and the two middle-aged men, arms around each other, sang it with great emotion.

The other human rights holders in the hall pretended not to hear.

All attention was drawn to the conspiracy unfolding on this table.

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely lively.

The five were about to clink glasses to celebrate the official launch of the project.

"Wild Child! Jay Chou! Junjie! Leehom!"

A dark figure suddenly darted out.

He slid to his knees next to the wooden table at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

Wang Zhengyu.

He gripped the edge of the table tightly with both hands, his old face beaming like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Gentlemen!"

Wang Zhengyu's voice was loud and clear.

"What other instruments do you need? What equipment do you need? What kind of computer and sound card do you need for the arrangement? Our production team will take care of everything!"

He rubbed his hands together, his eyes shining.

"Well... hehe, could you... perhaps show a little bit of your creative process in our program?"

Wang Zhengyu adopted an extremely humble attitude.

The four people at the table stopped what they were doing at the same time.

Everyone here is a seasoned veteran in the industry; who wouldn't understand Wang Zhengyu's intentions?

This is to keep them in the "Five Ha" crew and directly get the Four Heavenly Kings' creative reality show for free.

Zhou Jielun paused for a moment, then shrugged indifferently.

"I don't care, I've been really free lately anyway, I'm treating this trip to the Yangtze River Delta region as a vacation."

Lin Junjie nodded in agreement.

"It's perfect that Yezi is here to help me with the music arrangement. I'll just be staying here anyway, so it's nice to have a vacation here."

Wang Leehom and others also expressed that they had no objections.

At their level, they no longer care about announcements.

As long as it's fun, it doesn't matter where you record the song.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhengyu's knees buckled.

I almost kowtowed to these living ancestors on the spot.

Steady!

He completely seized this incredible windfall!

Looking at Wang Zhengyu's pathetic, drooling expression...

Chen Ye grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and stuffed them into his mouth.

He patted the crumbs off his hands and leaned forward slightly.

"Old Wang."

Chen Ye spoke slowly and deliberately.

Wang Zhengyu quickly stood up straight, like a younger brother being lectured.

"Yoko, what are your orders?"

Chen Ye threw the sunflower seed shells in his hand into the trash can at his feet and stared at him.

"You've got a really good plan."