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

*Thump!* Chen Ye slapped two A4 sheets of paper filled with musical notes and lyrics onto the coffee table.

Jay Chou, Lin Junjie, Wang Leehom, and David Tao, who had just run out of the studio, joined them.

The paper clearly displayed the titles "The Land of Despair" and "Preservation".

Chen Ye leaned back on the sofa.

He crossed his legs.

Jay Chou's fingers moved quickly across the paper.

He hummed the melody of the verse softly.

His brows furrowed, and he abruptly turned to stare at Chen Ye.

How did this kid's brain develop? He can pull off any style with ease.

These two songs are simply masterpieces of pop-rock and ballad.

Lin Junjie's eyes lit up.

The emotional progression and harmonic arrangement of these two songs were tailor-made for a five-person chorus.

"Let's divide it like this."

Wang Leehom took a marker and drew circles on the paper.

"For the first song, 'Tearful Land,' let me set the tone for the verses first."

"Old Lin, take the second part and raise the emotional level."

"During the climax, let's all five of us raise the harmonies together!"

Tao Zhe snatched the marker from him.

"Why should you go first! Wouldn't it be even more explosive if I added an R&B chord progression to the intro? I want the first part!"

Chen Ye rolled his eyes as he sat down next to him.

The way they fight over a few lines of lyrics is no different from kindergarteners fighting over candy.

After five minutes of arguing, the performance order was finally decided.

Wang Leehom led the way.

Next up was Lin Junjie, followed by a grand climax with the five of them singing together.

Then Jay Chou and Terence Tao took over.

Chen Ye was responsible for the final touches.

"Are you done yet?" Chen Ye yawned. "Hurry up and go in to record, so we can get off work early."

"I'm also taking my wife to eat grilled lamb kidneys on the street."

Song Yuqi, trying hard to suppress her laughter, reached out and pinched Chen Ye's lower back.

Old Liu took his position in front of the mixing console.

Wang Leehom pushed open the soundproof door and strode to the microphone.

The intensely jarring drumbeats resonated through the monitor speakers.

"I was once a restless river."

"I wandered through the forest and accidentally entered your heart."

"Not planning to set up camp puts aside all trouble."

"Gone and never to return."

Wang's clear and melodious singing voice rang out.

The atmosphere in the entire recording studio was electric.

Lin Junjie followed closely behind and approached the microphone.

"Now I am the dream weaver."

"Now I am the dream weaver."

Known as a walking CD, his voice possesses a delicate and penetrating quality.

She steadily caught the high spirits that Wang Leehom had thrown out.

"I lingered there, feeling lost and reluctant to leave."

"I'll remember when the tide comes in."

"Your appearance."

The climax is approaching.

Five men simultaneously leaned close to their respective microphones, exuding their powerful auras.

"Hey, wait for me to find you! I'll test your eyes! I'll embrace you without a second thought!"

"That was my only tenderness, and that's why I love you."

"In this beautiful place~~"

Old Liu sat outside the mixing console.

The hand pushing the clippers trembled violently.

The voices of five top singers in the Chinese music scene are blended together.

No one was suppressed.

No one stole anyone else's thunder.

Jay Chou's enunciation is unclear yet highly recognizable, while Tao Zhe's smooth vocal transitions are captivating.

Wang Leehom's explosive power and Lin Junjie's high notes that hit right at the top of your head.

Add to that Chen Ye's husky, languid voice.

Five distinct timbres produced a nuclear-explosion-like reaction at the highest note.

Chen Ye was singing with great enjoyment, even while wearing headphones.

The original version of this song is nice.

But after the harmonies of these four people were stacked together.

The song has a very high level of depth and complexity.

They're leaving no room for those pop-song artists in the Chinese entertainment industry to survive.

"Pass!" Old Liu took off his headphones, his face beaming with excitement. "Perfect! No need for audio editing, it's ready to be sent directly to the master tape!"

The recording didn't stop, and the five people immediately began recording "Keep".

This melancholic anthem becomes even more devastating when performed by five Heavenly Kings.

Chen He and Deng Chao sat on the sofa outside.

The two of them abandoned their usual playful and carefree demeanor.

Wang Mian was holding a thermos, his eyes red-rimmed.

I wonder which tragic online romance I was reminded of that I couldn't have.

Song Yuqi leaned back in her chair, her hands supporting her chin.

Their gaze remained fixed on Chen Ye inside the glass room.

This is her man.

Which other female celebrity in the world receives this kind of treatment?

On the sofa in the corner of the rest area.

The deer's eyes were lifeless.

Two heartbreaking love songs sung by five people repeatedly crushed his confidence.

He stared blankly at the ceiling.

The phone screen suddenly lit up.

A news item was pushed out on Weibo: Lu Han's declaration of being single has gone viral across the internet.

Destroy it.

Lu Han shoved her phone deep into the sofa.

Both songs have been recorded.

Jay Chou took off his headphones and walked out, shaking his hair.

"Old Liu, the mixing and post-production are yours. Get it done as quickly as possible. Money is no object."

Old Liu patted his chest and loudly guaranteed.

Even if it means staying up all night, I have to finish this song tonight.

"Let's go, everyone." Jay Chou glanced at his watch. "I've arranged for a filming crew to come and shoot the album cover now."

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow.

They even found a filming team in advance; it was all premeditated.

Half an hour later.

Three black vans were parked in front of a secluded, high-end photography studio in the city.

Push open the glass door.

The lead cameraman of the filming team is looking down and wiping the SLR lens.

Hearing the noise, he looked up and met the gaze of a row of people walking in.

The lens cloth in the cameraman's hand fell to the ground, and his mouth was slightly open.

Jay Chou.

Lin Junjie.

Wang Lihong.

Tao Zhe.

Add to that Chen Ye, who recently dominated the trending topics.

What an amazing combination!

Any one of these qualities alone could be something the studio could brag about for ten years.

Now, five living deities have arrived together.

The lead photographer suspected he was hallucinating because he stayed up all night editing photos.

"Don't just stand there, hurry up and put on makeup and change your clothes." Chen Ye pulled out a chair and sat down.

A group of stylists suddenly realized what was happening and swarmed over.

Half an hour later.

The five men changed into full black suits.

Chen Ye stood in front of the full-length mirror and loosened his tie.

The tailored suit accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

He strode towards the pure white backdrop for the photoshoot.

I was just about to find a corner to stand in.

She had only taken two steps when Zhou Jielun grabbed her by the back of her collar.

"Where do you think you're going to hide, you brat?" Zhou Jielun pulled him right in the center.

Lin Junjie and Wang Leehom have excellent teamwork.

They positioned themselves on the left and right sides, effectively placing Chen Ye in the center position.

"No." Chen Ye smirked. "You four are standing on either side like door gods, while I, someone who retired from the entertainment industry and is making a comeback, stand in the center?"

"Aren't you afraid that your fans will come through the internet and eat me alive?"

These people definitely did it on purpose.

I want to roast him over a fire.

Tao Zhe was adjusting his cufflinks when he gave him a disdainful look.

"You pulled out two killer duet songs in one go."

"You're the one who built most of the success of this album; if you don't stand in the center, who will?"

"Stop talking nonsense and stand up straight!"

The four men took a firm stance and placed Chen Ye in the most central position.

The main cameraman held up the DSLR camera, his hand trembling slightly as he pressed the shutter button.

The visual impact was immense.

Four top giants who wield immense influence in the Chinese music scene.

At this moment, let us conceal our brilliance and play the supporting role.

They protected Chen Ye, whose face was full of displeasure.

"Teachers, look at the camera!"

Click!Click!

The flashbulb went off continuously.

The five people each had a different expression.

Jay Chou struck a cool pose with his hands in his pockets, while JJ Lin smiled gently.

Wang Leehom is sunny and radiant, while Tao Zhe is calm and reserved.

Chen Ye, on the other hand, had a nonchalant and arrogant expression.

If this group photo is posted online, Weibo's servers will probably crash immediately.

The filming process went smoothly.

All of them were top-notch players in front of the camera, and they finished their game in less than twenty minutes.

The group walked to the long leather sofa in the rest area and sat down.

The staff brought over a few cups of hot Americano, put them down, and hurriedly left.

"Now there's only one last question."

Lin Junjie held his coffee cup and blew on it to warm it.

"What should we call this album?"

This is a big problem.

If a five-member group comes together and comes up with a terrible album title, they'll be laughed at for life.

Chen Ye leaned back deeper into the sofa.

He grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds from somewhere and started cracking them open.

He never gets involved in things like naming children.

Lin Junjie stared at the ceiling for a long time, thinking.

"How about calling it 'Meeting at the Peak'?"

Chen Ye nearly choked on the sunflower seed shells.

This is so cringeworthy!

If we're going to meet at the peak, why not call it "Battle Qi Transformation into a Horse"?

Wang Leehom shook his head in denial.

"No, this name is too tacky; it sounds like something from a rural-urban fringe area."

Jay Chou also expressed his opposition.

"That's too hasty. Let's choose something with more substance."

Tao Zhe snapped his fingers.

"Got it!"

Tao Zhe sat up straight.

"Each of the five of us has a very distinct style, so how about we call it 'A Clash of the Pentatonic Scale'!"

The spacious lounge quieted down.

Chen Ye tossed the half-full handful of sunflower seeds on the table and looked at Tao Zhe.

"Brother Zhe," Chen Ye said sincerely, "isn't your name a bit too abstract?"

"When netizens saw this, they thought we were going to attend a physics society conference."

"I'll consider you a winner if this name can sell even one disc."

Tao Zhe's face flushed slightly as he picked up his coffee and took a big gulp.

Several incredibly talented superstars stared at each other in disbelief.

I'm looking at a row of haute couture clothes and feeling worried.

A group of people who can write timeless classics were stumped by an album title.

Chen Ye looked at the several people with worried expressions.

Classic covers of Earth's greatest hits flashed through my mind in the system store.

The corners of his mouth turned up little by little.

He forced a smile.

Since we're going to do something big...

It would be better to give it a more outrageous name.

Chen Ye patted the sunflower seed crumbs off his hands and sat up straight.

"Alright, stop holding it in."

Chen Ye looked around and met the gazes of the four people. His voice was lazy but arrogant.

"I have a good idea."