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

"Old Wang, you fucking unplugged the internet cable again?!"

"So you've turned 'Five Ha' into a suspense film, huh?! I have such a big show to offer!"

"If you're so capable of cutting off the broadcast, then open the door! Is Chen Ye up to something again?!"

"Give me my money back! Or I'll report Zhejiang TV and have it go bankrupt!"

Wang Zhengyu didn't care about the online criticism at all. He stared intently at the rapidly increasing number of online users in the background, his eyes gleaming.

If this video is released tonight, tomorrow's Weibo trending topics will all be renamed "Five Ha".

The Coaster bus came to a stop after a bumpy ride.

Wang Zhengyu took out a megaphone and cleared his throat.

"Attention, guests! To increase the excitement of the show, we've added a surprise game called 'Blind Men and an Elephant'!"

The carriage was deathly silent.

Deng Chao and Chen He exchanged a glance. They were even using such a ridiculous excuse from the last century, like the blind men and the elephant.

Wang Zhengyu directly instructed his staff to distribute pure black sleep masks to everyone.

"Everyone, wear it! Anyone who peeks will have half a month's pay docked!"

Song Yuqi sat in the last row.

She grabbed the blindfold and put it directly on her face, tightening the straps forcefully.

Dead Chen Ye, stinking Chen Ye.

If you don't reply to messages for a day, what's with this lousy show now that they're doing, like the blind men and the elephant?

She was acting as if she wouldn't record anything even if she went blind today.

Deng Chao, sitting in the front row, had his blindfold hanging on his forehead.

Chen He pulled it all the way down to his chin, making him look like he had a black double chin.

Lu Han draped the blindfold over the bridge of her nose, leaving a large gap.

Tao Zhe, Huang Bo, and Wang Mian all perfunctorily stuck their heads on.

Wang Zhengyu turned around and confirmed that Song Yuqi had been blindfolded.

He immediately gestured to the crowd. First, he made a throat-slitting gesture, then he pointed to the car door.

Get out of the car, and don't make a sound.

The car door opened silently.

The group tiptoed out and entered the guesthouse.

"My fun..."

Lu Han looked up, his eyes wide open, about to speak.

A chubby hand suddenly covered his mouth.

Chen He desperately choked Lu Han's neck, his face turning red from holding it in, and fiercely made a shushing gesture.

Deng Chao stared at the scene before him, his mouth agape.

The room is filled with hundreds of glowing photos.

A deluge of champagne roses.

There were also the three Heavenly Kings sitting in front of top-of-the-line equipment, testing the sound.

He suddenly pulled out his phone, his hand shaking so badly he almost dropped it.

At this moment, Song Yuqi was helped down by a female director.

"Slow down, it's a step." The female director lowered her voice.

Song Yuqi's vision went completely black.

She followed the female director through the hall, up the wooden stairs, and finally stopped in the second-floor corridor.

Chen He and the others downstairs had already found a secluded corner.

The three seasoned veterans all pulled out their phones, turned on recording mode, and pointed the cameras intently at the second floor.

Chen Ye peeked out from behind the curtain.

My gaze swept over the petite figure wearing an eye patch on the second floor.

He curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The staff nearby immediately pressed the main switch.

"Smack."

The main lighting in the guesthouse lobby went out instantly.

On the second-floor corridor.

Song Yuqi gripped the cold wooden handrail. The surroundings were completely silent.

"Director, can I take off my blindfold now?"

No one responded.

The female director glanced at Chen Ye downstairs. Chen Ye nodded slightly, then retreated behind the huge curtain.

"That's enough, Ms. Yuqi." The female director said this and slipped away.

Song Yuqi frowned. What a crappy game.

She raised her hand and ripped off the blindfold.

It was pitch black all around.

Before she could get used to it.

A blinding warm yellow light suddenly shone from beneath her feet.

The long string of ambient lights that meandered down the second-floor stair railing instantly illuminated the dark corners of the lobby.

Song Yuqi tilted her head slightly.

When she opened her eyes again, she was frozen in place.

All I could see were photos clipped to the string lights with small wooden clips.

The most recent one I have on hand.

It was two years ago, in winter, she was wearing a down jacket on the streets of Seoul, holding half a sausage in her hand.

While she wasn't paying attention, Chen Ye took a big bite out of her, and she looked furious in the photo.

Look down.

An unflattering photo of Chen Ye sprawled out in the recording studio, drooling.

She tied Chen Ye's hair into three high ponytails and forced him to take selfies, a dark history of her actions.

The two figures, wearing flip-flops, splashing in the water at the beach.

More than three hundred in total.

Song Yuqi's fingers traced the edge of the photo.

Her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

That straight guy disappeared this afternoon, not even replying to a single emoji.

So they were holding back a big surprise here.

"Big liar." She sniffed, her voice completely hoarse.

All the grievances and wild thoughts I had on the bus shattered.

Tears streamed down her fingers; she alternated between crying and laughing.

That bastard kept everything! He said he'd delete all the photos after the breakup, but it was all a lie.

Song Yuqi stepped down the stairs, following the waterfall of photos, one step at a time.

In a dark corner downstairs.

Deng Chao held up his phone, his eyes crinkling with laughter.

Chen He grinned, revealing a set of big white teeth.

Lu Han held her phone and filmed her from every angle.

Seeing the group of older men staring at her, Song Yuqi's fair cheeks flushed.

The entire crew conspired to deceive her.

I reached the last step, and my foot had just touched the ground.

The huge projection screen in the center of the hall suddenly lit up.

Song Yuqi stopped and looked up.

The three Heavenly Kings sat quietly in their respective rehearsal positions, without making a sound.

Chen Ye did not show up.

A video started playing on the screen.

There is no narration, only soothing piano music.

In the video.

Song Yuqi had only been in the industry for a short time when she was the most criticized online.

She hid in the practice room, her eyes red and swollen from crying. Chen Ye, off-camera, handed her a bag of spicy strips.

"Why are you crying? Take some preservatives to calm your nerves and poison those keyboard warriors."

The scene changes.

The two evaded the paparazzi late at night and ate spicy hot pot at a street stall.

Song Yuqi was so spicy that she stuck out her tongue. Chen Ye handed her a bottle of ice water with a look of disgust, and then roughly wiped the red oil from the corner of her mouth with a tissue, muttering, "It's like eating pig feed."

Cut it again.

The two were playing video games at home when Song Yuqi became so anxious that she rolled around on the floor in frustration.

Chen Ye pulled the handle off her hand and laughed wildly, which angered her so much that she bit him.

And then there was the time I was photographed by paparazzi.

Chen Ye cornered her against the wall and kissed her fiercely, leaving her no room to refuse.

In the video, Song Yuqi covered her mouth tightly, tears streaming down her face.

The video played for a few minutes.

When the progress bar is almost at the bottom, the screen changes.

The camera switched to a handheld perspective, showing Chen Ye setting up the scene.

In the video, Chen Ye, wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, is standing close to the screen with one hand in his pocket, his face practically right in front of the camera.

"Ahem." Chen Ye cleared his throat. "How's it going, Miss Song? I haven't replied to your messages all day, are you furious?"

In the center of the hall, Song Yuqi burst into laughter through her tears and cursed, "You dead man!"

Chen Ye, hiding behind the curtain, couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard the curse.

Chen Ye continued to output in the video.

"I didn't mean to ignore you, but this is such a big deal. If you knew beforehand, wouldn't we be exposed?"

Chen Ye shrugged, his tone casual, "If you don't believe me, ask those three."

The camera suddenly swung to the right.

Jay Chou's face appeared in the frame.

He held a pink balloon in his hand, tied it into a knot with great effort, and grinned at the camera.

"Yuqi," Zhou Jielun said with a smile, "your Chen Ye loves you very much! He used songs to blackmail us into doing chores all afternoon, and my hands are almost blistered from playing the piano!"

Song Yuqi's eyes widened.

Are you suggesting Jay Chou work as a balloon operator here?

Before she could catch her breath, the camera panned to Wang Leehom.

Wang Lihong was lying on the ground connecting wires, looking up with sweat pouring down his face.

"If it were me, I'd be incredibly touched!" Wang Leehom smiled broadly. "He really went all out!"

In the scene, Lin Junjie suddenly pounced from the side, taking up half of the screen.

"I really, really love you, Yuqi!" Lin Junjie blurted out. "Your wild child has kept the three of us incredibly busy!"

"Get out of the way, you're blocking my camera." Chen Ye said with a smile, giving him a push.

The video froze instantly, and the big screen went dark.

Song Yuqi stood still.

Tears clung to her eyelashes, threatening to fall but not quite.

The same second the big screen went out.

Lin Junjie and the other two exchanged glances.

Wang Leehom's electric guitar suddenly produced a long note.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Junjie slammed the drumstick down heavily.

Jay Chou's fingers danced across the keyboard.

An intro burst into the hall.

A Kiss Until the End of Time.

Chen Ye held the microphone, standing in the shadows.