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

The elderly judge's question echoed through the speakers.

Standing on the stage, Lu Han's 1.78-meter height was reduced to that of a quail.

He gripped the hem of the pleated skirt tightly, his toes digging into his little leather shoes to create a three-bedroom, one-living-room effect.

Chen He, standing next to him, was different.

Instead of being embarrassed at all, he suddenly leaned forward and pressed his big face directly against the microphone.

"Sir, can't you see that?"

Chen He raised his greasy eyebrow, his tone extremely arrogant.

"We're imitating Song Yuqi, one of the top female celebrities in the Chinese entertainment industry, and Chen Ye, that slacker who left the industry to go fishing!"

The entire room fell silent for two seconds.

Followed by.

"Pfft! Hahahaha!"

The audience below the stage burst into laughter.

The middle-aged women in the front row were laughing so hard they couldn't stand up straight.

The balding old man in the center of the judges' panel twitched at the corner of his mouth.

He glanced at Lu Han's tycoon-like attire, then at Chen He's greasy, gleaming mountain of flesh.

"Ahem!"

The old man cleared his throat, picked up the microphone, and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Well, it's pretty creative, very... very impactful."

"Thank you both for your hard work. Please go and rest!"

Lu Han felt as if she had been granted a pardon. Lifting her skirt and stepping on her little leather shoes, she ran backstage as if her life depended on it.

Chen He was still reluctantly blowing kisses to the audience when he was half-dragged and half-pulled off the stage by the staff.

Song Yuqi, who was sitting in the first row of guests, was already laughing so hard that she was slumped in her chair.

She held up her phone and recorded Chen He's entire speech.

The scene shifts.

Inside the recording studio.

Jay Chou huddled in a corner, frantically strumming his guitar while muttering to himself.

Wang Leehom dominated the mixing console, headphones hanging around his neck, his fingers blindly typing on the buttons.

Lin Junjie lay on the lid of the grand piano, frantically scribbling on a piece of draft paper.

Chen Ye leaned back on the large leather sofa, his legs crossed.

He kept his eyes on the three scroll kings, without disturbing them.

I'm going to do something big tonight, so I need to find a song to set the tone.

Since it's being made public again.

Since they broke up back then because they were afraid of dragging each other down, this song has to be heavy and ruthless enough.

Chen Ye closed his eyes and his consciousness entered the system store.

A vast library of Earth's greatest hits swirls through his mind.

A few seconds later, a name came into his view.

If I Could

This song is considered a masterpiece even on Earth.

That feeling of destiny, like a red thread binding you, spanning countless years to find you, is sharp and incisive.

Especially the heart-wrenching vocal transitions during the climax perfectly captured the complicated relationship between him and Song Yuqi over the past two years, a relationship marked by both rivalry and mutual concern.

"System, buy it," Chen Ye commanded in his mind.

"Ding! 50,000 popularity points deducted, the complete data stream of 'If It' has been unlocked."

Accompanied by mechanical sounds, the complex arrangement and emotional build-up instantly flood the mind.

Chen Ye opened his eyes and pulled a blank A4 sheet of paper from the table.

Bow down.

The pen tip glides across the paper.

This song is so emotionally charged, and the chord progressions all carry a sense of helpless fate.

In less than ten minutes, the lyrics, music, and all the arrangement details were all done.

After finishing writing, Chen Ye folded the paper twice and put it in his pocket.

He glanced at the three people still frantically biting their pens, then quietly stood up, pushed open the door, and walked out of the recording studio.

Chen Ye took out his phone, found Wang Zhengyu's number, and dialed it.

The phone was answered after two rings.

"Feed? Wild Child."

Wang Zhengyu's voice was filled with barely suppressed elation.

"How's it going on your end? Any surprises?"

That old fox has made a fortune today just from his impersonations.

"Old Wang, let's get down to business."

Chen Ye put one hand in his pocket and spoke calmly.

"What was your original schedule for tonight?"

"Oh, the original plan was that after the impersonation show, everyone would go back to the guesthouse for hot pot and do a live stream to make a show," Wang Zhengyu said.

"It's been changed," Chen Ye interrupted directly.

"Tonight, the live stream from the guesthouse will be turned off, and everything will be secretly recorded by cameras."

There was a moment of silence on the other side.

"No, Yezi, shutting down the live stream now is like ruining our livelihood!" Wang Zhengyu exclaimed anxiously.

"Do you know what's trending right now...?"

"I'm going to go public with Song Yuqi again tonight."

Chen Ye's tone remained flat.

"Clatter!"

A clear sound of something falling to the ground came from the other end of the phone.

It's probably because Old Wang's ever-present thermos cup hit his foot.

"What the hell did you say?!"

Wang Zhengyu's voice suddenly split.

"I said, tonight, I'm going to officially announce my relationship with Song Yuqi."

Chen Ye spoke casually.

"I'll set up a live event at the guesthouse. You want more views, right? Record the whole thing and then post it on your official Weibo account."

"Is this enough for you to consume?"

Wang Zhengyu's breathing became heavy.

"I'll do it! I'll definitely do whatever you say!"

"There's something else," Chen Ye continued.

"Your schedule this afternoon has to be delayed. Find a way to get Song Yuqi out of the way, at least until 9 p.m., don't let her go back to the guesthouse, and don't let Chao Ge and the others let it slip. I have to set up the scene."

"No problem!" Wang Zhengyu readily agreed.

"Leave it to me! I'll arrange a one-way treasure hunt for Song Yuqi later, I guarantee it'll keep her tripped up in the film studio!"

Chen Ye hung up the phone and went back to the recording studio.

The next hour.

He took over Lao Liu's top-of-the-line computer and started typing out the instrumental track for "If I Could" bit by bit.

Piano background.

An introduction using violin strings.

With each additional audio track, the song's melancholic effect doubles.

Just as Chen Ye dragged the last audio track into the project file.

Three sighs came almost simultaneously from the sofa next to me.

"Finally done!"

Jay Chou tossed his guitar aside and rubbed his aching wrist.

Lin Junjie also stood up from the piano, looking exhausted.

"This is terrible, I feel like I've lost another clump of hair."

Wang Leehom took three sheets of paper covered with musical notes and walked over to Chen Ye.

"Yezi, we've come up with the basic melody and lyrics for the three of us. Could you take a look at them for me?"

Chen Ye turned around in his gaming chair and took the three pieces of paper.

Before he could even focus his gaze.

The system notification sound in my mind suddenly rang out!

"Ding! High-energy warning!"

"Jackson Chou, a character from this world, has been detected. He has independently created a song called 'The Clock in the Opposite Direction,' which is 100% similar to a popular Chinese song from Earth!"

"Lin Junjie, a character from this world, has been detected. He has independently created a song with 100% similarity to a popular Chinese song from Earth, titled 'Unfortunately, If Only'!"

"Detected: Wang Leehom, a character from this world, has independently created a song called 'The Things You Don't Know' that is 100% similar to a popular Chinese song from Earth!"

"Due to the original author's spontaneous awakening and completion of the tracks in this world, the above three tracks have been permanently removed from the system store!"

Chen Ye's hand, which was gripping the paper, tightened suddenly.

What the hell!

He stared intently at the three song titles on the paper.

Are these three old monsters so desperate they're willing to risk their lives?!

Originally, I used the divine song from my past life to provoke them, just to amuse them.

As a result, these three guys immediately erupted.

In just over an hour, they somehow managed to pull off their own ultimate trump card from a parallel universe?!

That's too ruthless.

If they were locked in a room writing songs every day, the entire Chinese music scene would be reduced to ruins in less than six months.

Chen Ye suppressed his shock and looked up.

The three Heavenly Kings in front of him were staring at him expectantly.

Chen Ye put down the paper, his face expressionless.

"Okay. I've finished watching it."

He tapped his fingers twice on the table.

"The lyrics and music are very well matched, the melody is catchy, and the arrangement is very well-thought-out with no flaws."

Zhou Jielun let out a long sigh of relief.

Lin Junjie and Wang Leehom gave each other a high five.

Receiving Chen Ye's approval made them feel even better than winning a Golden Melody Award.

Chen Ye stood up and turned off the computer monitor.

He turned to look at the three old men who were immersed in joy.

"You've finished writing the song, right?" Chen Ye stretched his neck.

"Now that the reunion album is all set up, guys, could you spare some time to do me a couple of personal errands?"

Wang Leehom patted his chest.

"Yezi, you're being too polite. These few songs all relied on your guidance. If you need anything, just say the word, and we brothers will go through fire and water for you!"

Jay Chou and JJ Lin both nodded in agreement.

"Okay." Chen Ye smiled.

That smile carried a hint of reckless arrogance.

"Tonight, I'm going to go public with Song Yuqi again."

These words were spoken.

The dull thud of the cup hitting the corner of the table was extremely clear.

Jay Chou's eyelids twitched violently.

The mineral water bottle that Lin Junjie had just picked up slipped and fell to the ground.

Wang Lihong opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound for a long time.

"Have you... thought it through?"

Zhou Jielun's hands were shaking slightly.

"If this were made public, those solo stans and career-oriented fans would bombard Weibo's servers."

"Let's just blast it then." Chen Ye walked to the sofa and sat down.

"That silly girl has abandoned her career and is determined to overthrow me. I can't let her, a woman, be at the forefront."

"A real man!" Wang Leehom gave a thumbs up.

"Tell me, how do you need our help? Should we retweet this for you on Weibo? Or should we find someone to help you control the comments?"

Lin Junjie also came over.

"Should we hold a ceremony at the guesthouse? I'll go buy some flowers right now!"

Looking at these three big shots who were eager to get started.

Chen Ye took out the sheet music for "If I Could" from his pocket and casually slapped it on the coffee table.

"I've already ordered the flowers, so you don't need to worry about it."

He leaned forward.

"I just have one small request."

"When I sing tonight."

Chen Ye stretched out his finger and tapped on the table.

"The three of you. One will play guitar, one will play drums, and one will play piano."

Chen Ye leaned back on the sofa and unleashed his final, decisive move.

"Three of the Heavenly Kings of the Chinese music scene will be my accompaniment musicians."