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

The four people sat down on the sofa in the spacious rest area.

The two cameramen huddled in a corner.

Silently acting as a human surveillance camera.

The fingers that were carrying the machine tightened involuntarily.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime, god-level creative moment; the ratings will definitely explode if it airs.

"Come on, stop hiding your secrets." Chen Ye crossed his legs and gestured with his chin towards the coffee table. "Take out the drafts you guys cobbled together last night and let me take a look. Even if they're called drafts, at least they have some direction."

Zhou Jielun sighed.

He took out his phone, scrolled through it, and shoved the memo in front of Chen Ye.

"Here, I wrote this in the middle of the night last night. I originally wanted to go for a sad love song, but it got worse and worse and I just got stuck. Just take it as a bad example."

Chen Ye took the phone.

My gaze fell on the few lines of lyrics on the screen.

Just then.

The familiar mechanical voice rang out in my mind right on time.

"Ding! It has been detected that the host is assisting others in their creative work."

"A half-finished draft of the target artist Jay Chou was detected, which has a 40% similarity to the hit Chinese pop song 'The Promised Happiness'."

"The full version of the lyrics, composition, and arrangement package has been automatically locked for the host, priced at 10000 popularity points. Would you like to purchase?"

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow.

Ten thousand popularity points are nothing.

After these two days of causing a series of mischief in Wuha.

Chen Ye glanced at the balance in the upper right corner of his system panel.

115.8 million!

They are definitely nouveau riche.

buy!

"Ding! Purchase successful. 10000 popularity points have been deducted."

A vast and exquisite stream of musical information crashed directly into Chen Ye's mind.

What Happened to the Promised Happiness?

From the first piano key press in the intro to the emotional outpouring in the chorus.

The arrangement of every note, the transitions in every chord.

Everything was clearly formed in his mind.

Chen Ye finished looking at his phone.

The whole process took less than ten seconds.

He casually tossed the phone back to Jay Chou.

He picked up the A4 paper and pen that Lao Liu had prepared from the table.

Remove the pen cap, lower your head, and move your wrist slightly.

Swish swish swish...

The sound of the pen nib scratching the paper was exceptionally clear in the quiet recording studio.

The three Heavenly Kings beside him instantly held their breath.

Just as Zhou Jielun picked up the coffee that Lao Liu had brewed anew.

The paper cup stopped at my lips.

He stared intently at the musical score and lyrics that were rapidly taking shape under Chen Ye's pen.

Brother from the prison.

So you're not even planning to act anymore, are you?

At least pretend to ponder for two minutes.

Even if you just frown and scratch your hair a couple of times, that's fine!

You only glanced at the few lousy sentences I wrote.

There wasn't even a moment to process what was happening in my head.

Start the dictation right away?!

Lin Junjie nudged Wang Lihong's arm and lowered his voice, "How come Yezi is acting like this now after retiring from the entertainment industry... is she not human?"

Wang Lihong swallowed.

His complexion was extremely complicated.

"How would I know?" Wang Leehom gritted his teeth. "He used to say that writing songs requires inspiration, and he spent three months struggling to come up with one."

Is this what they call needing inspiration?

This is clearly a human-shaped karaoke machine with cheat codes!

Less than three minutes.

Chen Ye's wrist paused.

Draw the last note cleanly.

The pen twirled beautifully between my fingers before I tossed it onto the table.

"Here, take it."

He handed two pages of densely written paper to Zhou Jielun.

Jay Chou quickly put down his coffee cup.

He accepted it with both hands.

The handwriting on the paper was somewhat cursive, but the musical notes and lyrics matched perfectly.

Following the sheet music, Jay Chou's lips moved slightly as he began to sing silently in his mind.

As I watched...

He gradually tightened his grip on the edge of the paper.

"Your reply is disjointed, at this moment..."

Jay Chou sang along with the sheet music.

The voice was kept very low.

But once that unique way of pronouncing words and punctuating sentences came out, the noise in the recording studio was completely cleared away.

That feeling of being drained of energy, helpless and desperate, bursts forth directly with the melody.

When the chorus begins.

Zhou Jielun stopped and suddenly looked up at Chen Ye.

The muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

This is hardly helping to revise a rejected draft.

The melody and harmonic arrangement of this song.

Even the most subtle pronunciation habits perfectly match his vocal characteristics!

It's as if it was custom-made after measuring the throat with a ruler!

"How is it?" Wang Lihong was so anxious that he almost pressed his head against the paper.

Zhou Jielun shook his head repeatedly.

"This song is amazing, it really hits home."

"That piano intro in the chorus was absolutely killer, Yezi, what's wrong with your brain?"

He pressed the paper tightly against his chest with his other hand.

They were afraid someone would snatch it away.

Lin Junjie listened to those few lines of a cappella singing from the side.

Both are top-tier creators.

He knew immediately just by listening to it how terrifying the song was.

"A dimensional reduction attack." Lin Junjie gave a wry smile. "You weren't just bragging in the car earlier."

Looking at Jay Chou's smug expression, as if he had obtained a peerless divine weapon.

Wang Leehom could no longer sit still.

He suddenly pulled a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket.

It was laid out in front of Chen Ye like a treasure.

"Wild Child! My goodness! I wrote a few chords last night, could you please take a look and give me your opinion!"

Wang Leehom eagerly stepped forward.

Chen Ye lowered his head.

I stared at that piece of paper for a few seconds.

My mind is quiet.

Wang Lihong's draft was of such low quality that the system didn't react at all.

But it's not a big problem.

Chen Ye crossed his arms and lowered his eyes.

On the surface, they put on an air of profound contemplation and mystery.

In reality, the consciousness had already infiltrated the system's online store.

Open the search bar.

Conditions set: Suitable for Wang Leehom's voice, extremely sad, an emo anthem.

The search button was pressed.

A row of golden Earth classics played.

Chen Ye picked and chose from a pile of song lists.

My eyes were drawn to two songs: "Loving the Wrong Person" and "Need Someone to Accompany Me".

These two songs are incredibly powerful trump cards.

Especially "Love Wrong," the heart-wrenching yet restrained pain is absolutely enough to leave heartbroken men and women feeling completely disoriented.

I glanced at the price tag.

One song costs 50,000, a package deal costs 100,000.

Chen Ye scoffed.

The system's online store has raised prices, which is clearly a case of overcharging customers based on demand.

But he now has the mentality of a nouveau riche.

100,000 popularity points? A drop in the ocean.

After the song was released, the entire internet went wild, and its popularity soared by millions.

Buy them all.

"Ding! 100,000 popularity points deducted. The complete data streams for 'Love Wrong' and 'Need Someone to Accompany You' have been unlocked."

In the outside world.

Wang Lihong stared at Chen Ye in silence for more than a minute.

I didn't dare to breathe.

Just when he thought his draft was completely beyond saving.

Chen Ye suddenly opened his eyes.

I pulled out a new stack of A4 paper.

I picked up my pen again.

Three minutes later.

Another sheet of music, filled with musical notes and lyrics, was slapped onto the table.

"I've fallen for the wrong person, you."

Chen Ye leaned back on the sofa, picked up his cup, and took a sip of water.

Wang Lihong grabbed the sheet music.

Jay Chou, who was standing next to him, also forgot about his own promised happiness and leaned over to watch.

The north wind showed no mercy, blowing the leaves away...

Wang Leehom hummed a line from the melody to start the song.

These words are too harsh, these melodies are too painful.

He continued to sing along.

The sound gradually grew louder.

This song perfectly matches his vocal technique.

It further amplifies the regret and helplessness in relationships to the extreme.

The Divine Comedy.

An absolute masterpiece!

Wang Lihong held the sheet music and looked at Chen Ye with an extremely strange gaze.

He pulled out two melancholic love songs of this caliber in a row.

They didn't even bother with a draft.

Jay Chou, Wang Leehom, and Lin Junjie exchanged glances.

This could absolutely not have been created on the spot!

It's impossible!

This is definitely the best-kept secret that Chen Ye accumulated during his two years away from the entertainment industry.

I heard that after breaking up with Song Yuqi, this guy went fishing for two years.

This must have been a very serious emotional trauma.

What a devastating blow.

How could he write so many heart-wrenching love songs during the days and nights after retiring from the music industry?!

The three looked at Chen Ye, who was calmly drinking water.

His eyes were filled with sympathy and admiration.

Yezi, you've suffered these past two years!

Thank you for your heartbreak, it has benefited the entire Chinese music scene!

It must be really difficult for you to have normal interactions with Song Yuqi on the show.

Chen Ye felt uneasy under their stares. He put down his water glass and said, "Wait, why are you all looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

"No." Zhou Jielun patted Chen Ye's shoulder, his tone heavy and full of fatherly love, "I understand you, let bygones be bygones."

Chen Ye was full of questions.

You don't know anything!

Lin Junjie was constantly squeezed to the side, watching helplessly as Jay Chou and Wang Leehom each received a god-level song.

I couldn't sit still any longer.

He shoved Zhou Jielun aside and squeezed his way to Chen Ye's side.

Lin Junjie clasped his hands together in prayer.

I rubbed it vigorously.

He stared longingly at the remaining half stack of blank A4 paper in Chen Ye's hand.

"Um... Yezi."

He swallowed hard.

"You wrote them both."

Lin Junjie moved forward an inch.

"How about you write one for me while you're at it?"

P.S.: Six chapters today! All done. Thanks again to all the brothers for the gifts!