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

As soon as Chen Ye finished speaking, the water in Lu Han's hand almost flew out.

"No, wait a minute!"

Lu Han suddenly jumped up from the chair.

He stared wide-eyed at Chen Ye, his hands waving wildly in front of his chest, almost leaving afterimages.

"No, no, no! There's absolutely no need for that! I'm a real man!"

What kind of international joke is this?

Imitating Song Yuqi?

Isn't this just a disguised way of making him wear women's clothing?

It's being broadcast live now, and millions of eyes are watching!

Lu Han is a true gentleman from the capital.

If he really puts on women's clothing, will he still be able to work in the Chinese entertainment industry?

Chen Ye leaned back in his chair, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Yeah, right, you're trying to shift the blame!

So you'd rather die than see me die, huh?

Today I'll show you what it means to get burned.

Lu Han was desperately trying to shrink back, intending to make a quick getaway.

Wang Zhengyu, who had been hiding behind the monitor, came out carrying a thermos.

He slowly pushed up his black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Little deer."

Wang Zhengyu's voice was seductive.

"If you're willing to imitate Yuqi, our production team will unilaterally add another thousand yuan to your travel fund."

These words were spoken.

The group of people eating and drinking at the table all stopped at once.

One thousand dollars!

For a production team as stingy as Wuha, a thousand yuan is like a windfall.

Deng Chao immediately put down the half-eaten fried dough stick.

His eyes were practically glowing green.

Chen He didn't even bother slurping up the spicy soup. He wiped his oily lips and leaned forward.

Huang Bo rubbed his hands together excitedly and let out a strange, chuckling laugh.

Even Chen Ye straightened up, his face beaming with excitement at the spectacle.

Four pairs of eyes fixed on Lu Han.

"Oh, little deer!"

Deng Chao put his arm around Lu Han's shoulder and spoke earnestly.

"Art! This is a sacrifice for great art!"

"That's right, Little Deer!"

Chen He was fanning the flames from the sidelines.

"You have such a beautiful natural look, with delicate features. You would absolutely outshine everyone else if you dressed as a woman!"

"You're definitely the coolest guy on the streets of Hengdian!"

Huang Bo pointed at Song Yuqi and shouted.

"It just so happens that Yuqi herself is here, and we even have clothes and shoes available to borrow, all of them brand new!"

"This is called keeping the good stuff in the family!"

Lu Han was surrounded by these three seasoned veterans, her face filled with despair.

He turned to Chen Ye for help.

Chen Ye generously returned the gesture with an encouraging thumbs-up.

Damn it! I made a bad choice in making friends!

Lu Han knew that these people were determined to sell him for money today.

Since we can't fight against the production team, we can only...

"Old Wang!"

Lu Han suddenly turned her head, gritted her teeth, stared at Wang Zhengyu, and extended a finger.

"I can imitate Yuqi! But a thousand yuan isn't enough!"

"You need to pay more!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ye's radar immediately went off.

He's never lost a team fight in his life.

"Bang!"

Chen Ye slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

He pointed his finger aggressively at Wang Zhengyu's nose.

"that is!"

Chen Ye roared angrily, his voice righteous.

"Who is Brother Lu?! Old Wang, go out and ask around!"

"That's the originator of top-tier celebrities in the Chinese entertainment industry! The granddaddy of oppas, you know?!"

Chen Ye became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he himself was the one who was about to wear women's clothing.

"You think you can get my brother Lu to dress up in women's clothing with a mere thousand yuan?!"

"Are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?! You need more money! You absolutely need more money!"

"These are my dearest family and friends, my brothers and sisters! It's not right for you not to give me more money!"

The chat room exploded with comments.

The screen was completely covered by "hahahahaha".

"My dearest family and friends! I need more money!"

"Chen Ye's ability to change his tune is incredible! Why didn't he mention 'brothers' when he was turning the tables and tricking people earlier?!"

"It seems the 'Money-Giving Hermit' spirit has possessed you! Lu Han: Thank you so much, your whole family!"

Inspired by Chen Ye's momentum, Chen He and Deng Chao immediately took their positions and joined the chorus of condemnation.

The group surrounded Wang Zhengyu.

Wang Zhengyu's head was throbbing from the noise, so he quickly stretched out his hands to press down.

"Fine, fine, I give up!"

He rubbed his temples.

"You tell me yourselves, how many do you want?"

Chen Ye made an outrageous demand, extending a hand and a finger and shoving them directly in front of Wang Zhengyu's face.

"It must be six thousand!"

His tone was firm and unwavering, leaving no room for negotiation.

Wang Zhengyu shook his head like a rattle.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Two thousand at most!"

Chen Ye chuckled and pulled Lu Han away.

"Four thousand! That's the lowest I can go. This is Xiaolu's first time cross-dressing; this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Wang Zhengyu gritted his teeth and painfully held up two and a half fingers.

"Two thousand five hundred! Any more and I, the director, will quit! I'll jump into the river!"

"Three thousand five!"

Chen Ye pressed closer and closer.

"Old Wang, you've broadened your horizons!"

"If this episode were a pre-recorded broadcast, how much would your ratings increase? It's still live now. You'd be making a killing buying a trending topic for 3,500 yuan, and you're still acting pitiful!"

The two were pulling and tugging at each other frantically.

Wang Zhengyu's face turned red as he made his final concession.

"That's three thousand! Not a penny more!"

He crossed his arms, looking like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.

"If you agree, go change your clothes; if you don't, forget it, I'm not giving you a thousand yuan!"

Upon seeing this, Chen Ye raised an eyebrow, knowing that this was the end of it.

If pushed any further, Wang Zhengyu might really flip the table.

"make a deal!"

Chen Ye made the decision with great ease.

He turned around and patted Lu Han's shoulder heavily.

"Alright, Brother Lu, let's take it for three thousand! We've made a killing this time!"

Lu Han sat in the chair with a blank expression.

My entire life is meaningless.

He no longer wanted to talk.

My mind is filled with the horrific image of myself dressed in women's clothing, surrounded by fans taking pictures on the streets of Hengdian.

destroyed.

My carefully constructed persona, built over half a lifetime, has been completely destroyed today by Wuha.

The farce has come to an end, and breakfast is almost finished.

Tao Zhe stood up with great interest.

They followed Deng Chao and Huang Bo, arm in arm, to the dressing room at the back.

They are preparing to create their own "Michael Jackson" trio.

Lu Han was forcibly pressed into a chair by Song Yuqi and Chen Ye and handed over to the Korean makeup artist.

"Don't struggle, Lu Ge, my makeup artist will make you look beautiful."

Song Yuqi patted Lu Han on the shoulder, laughing heartily.

The hall was finally much quieter.

Next to an enormous dining table.

Only Chen Ye, Wang Mian, and a few music industry heavyweights such as Jay Chou, Wang Leehom, and JJ Lin remain.

Song Yuqi sat down next to Chen Ye very naturally.

She rested her chin on her hand.

Her gaze kept drifting to Chen Ye's profile, a hint of sweetness flashing in her eyes.

Jay Chou picked up his cup and finished the last sip of coffee.

I tore off a tissue to wipe my mouth.

He turned to look at Chen Ye.

"Yezi, about what we talked about last night."

Zhou Jielun raised an eyebrow.

"Has your amazing brain come up with any concrete clues after a whole night?"

It refers to the "All-Member Emo" pure sentimental album, which aims to make listeners across the internet break down in the middle of the night.

Chen Ye leaned back in his chair, casually twirling his chopsticks in his hand.

Clues?

His mind now contains a complete library of depressing anthems from around the world.

There are countless songs that can make people jump into the sea overnight.

"We still have some clues."

Chen Ye smiled, his tone extremely irritating.

"But not that much. After all, we can't finish all the work at once; we need to leave some room for the older brothers to do their jobs, right?"

Wang Leehom shook his head and smiled wryly at Versailles' remarks.

This kid, no matter how good he is at writing songs, he can't be humble at all.

At this moment, Lin Junjie, who was sitting opposite, suddenly sat up straight.

"Oh, right, Noko."

Lin Junjie's expression was very sincere.

"I'll have my team settle the bill with the highest market price for the song 'Wish and Sorrow' that you helped me rewrite last night."

"You've done such a perfect job for me, I really can't take such a big advantage of you for nothing, we have to settle this."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ye stopped turning his chopsticks.

He rolled his eyes speechlessly and waved his hand.

"Junjie, what are you saying? Are you swearing?"

Chen Ye curled his lip.

"It's just a song."

"You laid the foundation for that song yourself. Even without me, you could have spent a few more days experimenting and still come up with a perfect version."

"Let's not bother with all this nonsense; talking about money hurts our relationship."

Chen Ye was telling the truth.

A few years ago, he sold several hit albums by plagiarizing others.

The royalties from his lyrics and music, along with the numerous appearance fees, have enabled him to achieve financial freedom.

Not to mention that NetEase Cloud Music also has to pay a huge exclusive revenue share to them every month.

The amount in his bank account right now would be enough to give Wang Zhengyu a heart attack.

The thing Chen Ye has in abundance is money.

Seeing that Chen Ye's attitude was firm and his expression seemed genuine, Lin Junjie smiled and nodded, no longer insisting.

At their level in the music industry, there's no need for them to go through the ups and downs over the money for a single song.

Just keep the favor in your heart.

at this time.

The live stream chat exploded with comments after Lin Junjie's words.

"Holy crap! What shocking news have I heard? Chen Ye helped Lin Junjie revise his song last night?!"

"Wish and Sorrow? Isn't this a song from the new album?! Chen Ye actually got involved in the arrangement?"

"Aaaaaah! These two actually collaborated behind the scenes! Just how many secrets is this lousy show, 'Wuha,' hiding?!"

On the other side of the table.

Song Yuqi sat quietly, unconsciously tearing off a piece of toast.

Watching Chen Ye chatting and laughing with several superstars.

In addition, there was the kiss they shared last night.

These images kept replaying in her mind.

The urge to immediately pull out my phone and show it off to the whole world is getting stronger and stronger.

She even came up with eight hundred versions of the text for the republished Weibo post.

We must not rush, absolutely not rush.

Song Yuqi silently warned herself.

The strategy of "boiling the frog in lukewarm water" is correct.

Let's wait a couple of days and let the show give us some hints, and let the fans who are passionate about the show and the career-oriented fans build up their emotions.

We must give everyone a huge, nuclear-level "surprise".

The atmosphere in the lobby was warm and inviting.

The group chatted and laughed, occasionally bursting into loud laughter.

Just then.

The light at the entrance to the lobby suddenly dimmed.

"despair."

"despair."

The soles of the shoes made a very rhythmic sound as they rubbed against the wooden floor of the guesthouse.

Everyone turned to look at the same time.

At the gate, three men with long hair, dressed in retro-style black suits and wearing black top hats, appeared.

They had their backs to the crowd.

With a strange, stiff yet mysteriously confident gliding motion, it slowly moved towards the dining table.

The man walking at the front suddenly turned around.

Her face was even covered with a thick layer of pale white powder.

Holy crap!

Chen Ye spat out a mouthful of water.

What the hell did this thing escape from, some mental hospital?!