My cousin asked me to go to Wuha, and Hanikezi stuck to me.

A stunning prelude, unlike anything anyone has ever heard before, resonates freely in the sea breeze.

Chen Chichi suddenly lowered his hands, which had been covering his face.

He stared intently at the man on stage holding a guitar, his mouth agape wide enough to fit a duck egg.

Chen Yi sat on a high stool, his fingers plucking the strings without pausing for a moment.

The intro has ended.

He approached the microphone and sang a soothing folk melody.

His voice is clean, clear, deep, and textured.

Every pitch was perfect.

There are no unnecessary fancy techniques, only a story that touches the heart.

The staff members below the stage were all dumbfounded.

This guy is completely different from the sharp-tongued man who just spouted nonsense and left Chen Chi speechless.

Deng Chao put away his funny expression and turned to look at Lu Han.

"Has this kid trained before?"

Deng Chao lowered his voice.

Lu Han stared intently at the stage.

"This is absolutely professional-level strumming."

Lu Han's tone was certain.

"Without three to five years of hard practice, you simply can't produce this kind of articulation."

Hanikezi stood at the front, her hands folded in front of her, her eyes fixed on Chen Yi.

The sea breeze ruffled the stray hairs on Chen Yi's forehead.

He lowered his head, his expression focused, and his whole being radiated a dazzling light.

"Ding!"

In my mind, a mechanical, emotionless voice echoed.

"[Variety Show Perception] Triggered".

"A stark contrast in emotions was detected at the scene; the sense of contrast was overwhelming."

"Audience impression score skyrocketed, and popularity continues to rise."

Chen Yi ignored the system's prompts.

His long, slender fingers slid quickly across the neck of the violin, and as the last chord fell, his right hand gently patted the strings.

The music stopped abruptly.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence, which lasted for a full two seconds.

"good!"

Deng Chao was the first to shout out and lead the way in frantic applause.

Immediately afterwards, thunderous applause erupted across the entire beach.

Hundreds of staff members were clapping vigorously.

Hanikezi clapped the most enthusiastically; her palms turned red from clapping.

Her eyes sparkled as she lifted her skirt and sprinted to the edge of the stage.

"Chen Yi!"

Hanikezi tilted her head back, her voice clear and crisp.

"You played so beautifully!"

Chen Yi took the guitar off his body and handed it back to the band members next to him.

"Thanks."

Chen Yi nodded to the musicians.

Then he stepped off the stage and looked at Hanikzi, whose face was full of excitement.

"My performance was just average; the strings were a bit stiff."

Chen Yi spoke in a flat tone.

"You're lying!"

Hanikzi took a step closer.

"Have you always played guitar?"

"I know a little bit."

Chen Yi gave a vague answer.

Chen Chichi finally snapped out of his shock and charged forward like a cannonball.

She shoved Hanikezi aside and thrust her directly in front of Chen Yi.

"Explain yourself!"

Chen Chichi pointed at Chen Yi's nose in a fit of rage.

"When did you learn guitar?! I had no idea!"

There are many things you don't know.

Chen Yi pushed Chen Chichi's hand away.

"Don't try to fool me!"

Chen Chichi was so anxious he was jumping up and down.

"You've been under my nose your whole life, and you can't even play a proper recorder, so where did you find the time to practice guitar!"

Chen Yi looked at Chen Chichi, who was furious.

"Cousin, people do grow up."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Chen Chichi roared.

"Growing up can develop this kind of finger technique? Your posture just now was more stable than any professional singer I know!"

"Maybe that's talent."

Chen Yi spread his hands.

"After all, someone has to inherit our family's excellent genes."

"You insulted me again!"

Chen Chichi clutched his chest.

Lu Han walked over and patted Chen Chichi on the shoulder with a smile.

"Brother Chichi, just accept your fate."

Lu Han joked.

"With your cousin's talent, he could debut right here."

Deng Chao followed him over and looked him up and down.

"Chen Yi, you've been hiding this well. When Old Wang asked you about the backing track, you pretended to be innocent."

"I didn't install it; I really don't have the backing track."

Chen Yi remained unfazed.

"Fine, you're ruthless!"

Deng Chao gave a thumbs up.

Hanikezi walked around behind Chen Chichi and stood directly next to Chen Yi.

"Can you play other songs?"

She asked with a hopeful look on her face.

"No more."

Chen Yi answered very decisively.

"I don't believe you. You must be hiding some secret weapon."

Hanikezi pouted.

"I'll only take a 20,000 yuan appearance fee."

Chen Yi looked at her.

"Those two minutes just now were far beyond the scope of my work."

……

Meanwhile, inside the director's studio.

Old Wang sat behind the monitor, his eyes fixed on the replay of the footage.

In the video, Chen Yi's profile as he sings with his head down is paired with a close-up of Hanikezi in the audience, her eyes sparkling.

The composition and emotional tension in this scene are absolutely brilliant.

"Director Wang."

The assistant director came over.

"This amateur is amazing. That singing and playing performance just now didn't even need any post-production audio editing; it was ready to use right away."

"nonsense."

Old Wang stroked the stubble on his chin.

"This kid's sense of humor on variety shows is even more terrifying than I expected."

"So, what are the plans for the afternoon?"

The assistant director was holding the process sheet.

"This afternoon's task is an outdoor team activity; everyone needs to complete a challenge at the beach. Should we stick to the same groups as this morning?"

Old Wang shook his head.

"No, separate Chen Yi and Hanikezi."

Old Wang's eyes gleamed.

The assistant director was taken aback.

"Break them up? Their interactions are so good right now, the audience will definitely love watching them."

"What's the point of always going along with the audience?"

Old Wang sneered.

"By separating them, you can create a sense of tension. Hanikzi definitely won't be happy about it, and that sense of resentment is the most genuine part of the story."

Old Wang pointed to the process sheet.

"Two teams in the afternoon. Chen Yi will go to Deng Chao's team, and Hanikezi will be assigned to Chen Chichi."

"clear."

The assistant director nodded immediately and turned to make the arrangements.

……

Old Wang leaned back in his chair, his gaze once again falling on Chen Yi, who was surrounded by a crowd on the beach.

She came from humble beginnings, is relaxed in front of the camera, has a sharp tongue that can create memes, and now even her talents are impressive.

This isn't just a backdrop for saving the day; it's practically a deadly weapon fallen from the sky.

Old Wang picked up the walkie-talkie from the table and tuned it to an encrypted channel.

"Hello, Mr. Li."

Old Wang spoke, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

The producer's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"Old Wang, how did the recording go? Did you manage to fill in the hole left by Zhang Ziming?"

"It's filled in, and it's filled in beautifully."

Old Wang looked at the screen.

"Didn't that amateur person make any mistakes?"

The producer asked.

"It's more than just that there were no mishaps."

Old Wang took a deep breath.

"President Li, this Chen Yi is amazing at entertaining people on variety shows, and his talents are also impressive."

Old Wang paused for a moment, his tone becoming serious.

"I think we can continue to invite him for the next few episodes."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the walkie-talkie.

"Old Wang, you know the rules. He's a complete amateur, with no fan base and no management company to back him up."

The producer's voice was cautious.

"What I value most about him is his status as an ordinary person!"

Old Wang argued his case forcefully.

"The contrast he possesses is something you simply can't find anywhere else in the current Chinese entertainment industry!"

"Alright, calm down."

The producer interrupted Lao Wang.

"When it comes to making a show, we ultimately have to look at the data. Let's see how the first episode goes first."

"If the ratings and buzz really meet your expectations, then we can discuss the subsequent contract."

"Okay, just wait and see the finished product."

Old Wang gripped the walkie-talkie tightly.

The call has ended.

Old Wang put down the walkie-talkie and looked at Chen Yi's figure on the monitor. The seeds of the first phase had been sown deeply at this moment!