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

Lin Junjie clasped his hands together in prayer.

He forced a pitiful look out of his perpetually smiling face.

No sooner had he spoken than Jay Chou and Wang Leehom, sitting opposite him on the sofa, objected.

Jay Chou clutched the sheet music, the promise of happiness he had just received, tightly to his chest.

"Old Lin, that's going too far!" Zhou Jielun pointed at Lin Junjie's nose. "Yezi just helped you revise the half-finished product last night, you already have a complete version, why are you still trying to take advantage of me?"

Wang Leehom also chimed in from the side.

"Exactly! You're trying to have your cake and eat it too, don't get involved!"

Lin Junjie blushed after being criticized.

But he reacted very quickly, and with a stiff neck, he began to argue illogically.

"How can that be the same!" Lin Junjie raised his voice. "Last night was my solo album! We're talking about a collaborative, sentimental album! I'm currently a lone wolf on this album, I haven't even gotten a single song!"

The more he talked, the more reasonable he felt, and he turned to stare intently at Chen Ye.

"Right, Yezi? You can't favor one over the other." Lin Junjie rubbed his hands frantically. "With a voice like mine, this album wouldn't be complete without singing an extremely sad love song!"

Chen Ye looked at the three people in front of him and laughed in anger.

"Alright, stop howling, I'll write it for you." Chen Ye shook his head with a smile.

He withdrew his gaze and his consciousness sank into the system store.

If the goal is to destroy someone's spirit and make the entire internet weep in the dead of night, then let's see it through to the end.

Searching for Lin Junjie (林俊节) yields extremely melancholic songs.

A few seconds later, a song emitting purple light jumped into view.

Cultivating Love.

This song is a super tearjerker on Earth.

The regret and helplessness of missing out, when combined with Lin Junjie's unique voice, is absolutely a game-changer.

Chen Ye glanced at the price tag without even blinking.

With deep pockets, click to buy.

"Ding! Purchase successful. Full data stream unlocked."

A vast amount of sheet music and arrangement details instantly flooded into my memory.

Chen Ye pulled out a brand new A4 sheet of paper.

Without pausing for a moment, he lowered his head and began writing furiously.

The swishing sound of pen tips scraping against each other echoed in the room.

The arguing on the sofa stopped abruptly.

Zhou Jielun and Wang Leehom silently shut their mouths and craned their necks to stare at Chen Ye's wrist.

Less than three minutes.

Chen Ye put down his pen, shook his sore wrist, and handed over the paper filled with musical notes.

Lin Junjie lunged forward.

He accepted it with both hands with the same reverence as if he were holding a royal decree.

"To experience the joys and sorrows of love, our efforts are no small feat..."

Lin Junjie simply recited two lines in his mind along with the melody.

He froze completely.

He stared at the lyrics and music on the paper, his eyes visibly bloodshot.

The direction of this melody is so powerful it seems to drain every last bit of emotion from his vocal cords!

An absolutely wonderful song!

Lin Junjie gripped the edge of the paper, his fingertips trembling with excitement.

Zhou Jielun looked at Lin Junjie's pathetic appearance and curled his lips in a sour expression.

But soon, his eyes lit up and he slapped his thigh.

"Hey, Li Hong, Lao Lin." Zhou Jielun perked up, "Ye Zi just threw a royal flush at each of us three. The quality and speed are forcing us to evolve."

He paused, a provocative smile playing on his lips.

"This collaborative album is only missing a song by David Tao."

"Now that we've laid a solid foundation, how about the three of us have a competition right here in the recording studio today?"

"Let's continue with this melancholic style and see who can write songs the fastest and with decent quality!"

The words fell.

The atmosphere in the recording studio had changed.

These three are all top talents in the music industry, and deep down they are all competitive and unwilling to admit defeat to each other.

Wang Leehom carefully folded the sheet music he had chosen incorrectly and put it in his pocket, his fighting spirit soaring.

"Let's compete! Who's afraid of who? My head is spinning with chords right now!"

Lin Junjie also looked excited.

"Come on! The loser treats the entire crew to a midnight snack tonight!"

Chen Ye looked at the three old men who had suddenly become so enthusiastic and found it amusing.

"Hey." Chen Ye tapped the coffee table, lazily raising his hand. "You guys are having a martial arts tournament here, why aren't you including me?"

Jay Chou was about to get his guitar.

Upon hearing this, he turned around abruptly and rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"Want me to take you out for a ride?"

Jay Chou pointed to the three still-warm sheet music copies on the table.

"Are you even human? We're creating art, you're just a wholesaler!"

"Compared to you, are we just looking for trouble, thinking we're living too comfortably?"

Wang Leehom and Lin Junjie nodded frantically beside them.

The three unanimously expelled Chen Ye from the list of human beings.

Chen Ye laughed.

He put his hands behind his head, leaned comfortably into the sofa, and ignored them.

Being ostracized is being ostracized; it just means having a peaceful life.

In less than half a minute, these three figures, representing half of the Chinese music scene, each occupied a corner of the recording studio.

Jay Chou was huddled by the window, holding his guitar.

Wang Leehom sat in front of the mixing console wearing headphones.

Lin Junjie took over the grand piano.

Only intermittent chord testing sounds remained in the room.

They were all rolled up.

As Chen Ye looked at this group of workaholics, his thoughts drifted away.

These old guys are working on a reunion album; it's time for me to get down to business.

Song Yuqi is now neglecting her career; all she can think about is flipping the table and making things public.

We broke up back then because we felt our plans were different and we were afraid of dragging each other down.

Now this silly girl has fought her way to the top of the Chinese girl group scene by sheer hard work.

It was so that I could stand beside him with dignity.

Chen Ye stroked his chin.

Since they're making a comeback and want to give the entire internet a big surprise, they have to go all out.

What's so impressive about just making an official announcement on Weibo?

We need to find a place to set it up.

They even need to recreate the photos from when he and Song Yuqi went public with their relationship.

Chen Ye couldn't help but smile.

Most importantly, we need to prepare a song specifically for Song Yuqi.

Chen Ye's mind raced through the music library, and he vaguely settled on a plan.

……

at the same time.

The front stage of the impersonation show at Hengdian World Studios.

The tourists and fans in the audience were laughing so hard they almost choked.

Wearing a mask and a baseball cap, Song Yuqi sat listlessly in the first row of guests.

Although his eyes were fixed on the stage, his soul had already flown to the recording studio.

Chen Ye wouldn't let her go, and even said he was going to prepare some kind of killer surprise.

Song Yuqi pursed her lips and took out her phone to frantically scroll through Chen Ye's WeChat chat.

She was hesitating whether to send an emoji to cause trouble.

On stage, the deafening screams finally subsided.

Deng Chao, Tao Zhe, and Huang Bo, the trio who performed the "hellish moonwalk," were panting heavily.

They stood stiffly, tumbling off the stage amidst a deafening roar of laughter.

The host rushed up, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Thanks to these three uncles for their... hardcore performance."

The host was rambling incoherently.

"The next group will perform 'The Woman Who Can't Break Up, the Man Who Can't Leave'! Please give them a round of applause!"

A heavy, retro-style intro from South Korea exploded in the speakers.

Song Yuqi instantly perked up.

This was a song that Chen Ye specially tailored for her back then.

It's normal for Lu Han to sing Korean, but he insisted on dragging that clown Chen He onto the stage.

Is this just for laughs?

The curtain at the back of the stage was drawn back.

Two figures swaggered out.

Walking in front was Lu Han, wearing a super short pleated skirt, with big golden waves on her head and a villainous chaebol-style makeup.

He stepped to the beat, forcing himself to twist his waist.

Her face was indeed beautiful, but her dance moves, which were both coy and seemed to convey a desire for death, left the entire audience stunned.

But the most explosive thing is yet to come.

Following Lu Han on the scene was a mountain of flesh.

Chen He sported a greasy, slicked-back hairstyle with hairspray fixed in place.

With his belly protruding and one hand in his pocket, he strode arrogantly and rampaged around.

As he walked, he kept throwing flirtatious glances at the audience and making lewd breathing sounds.

The movements perfectly replicated Chen Ye's roguish demeanor in the music video back then.

But the difference in body size is really outrageous.

He's basically a battle-worn, overweight version of Chen Ye!

The accompaniment cut perfectly to the climax of the duet.

Chen He suddenly leaned forward, grabbed Lu Han's shoulder, and forced a deep gaze into her eyes.

Lu Han's skin immediately broke out in goosebumps.

To avoid that greasy face, he leaned his upper body back as far as he could, bending his whole body into a strange C-shape.

The image freezes instantly.

A greasy, fleshy man forcibly abducts a cold and beautiful young lady!

The audience erupted in cheers and laughter, nearly lifting the roof off Hengdian.

Song Yuqi covered her face with her hands in the audience, laughing so hard she fell back in her chair and sobbed.

If Chen Ye saw this scene, he would definitely buy a standing ticket and flee Earth overnight.

The balding old man in the middle of the judges' panel rubbed his eyes.

He picked up the microphone, his face filled with shock, his voice trembling.

"Um... I'd like to ask the two contestants a question."

The old man swallowed hard.

"Which deity are you two imitating?"