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As night fell, the slightly salty sea breeze dispelled the daytime heat.

The courtyard was lit up with orange camping lights, and a large grill sat in the center, its charcoal glowing red and topped with sizzling, oily premium seafood.

This time, the production team didn't pull any tricks; the 300 points were genuinely exchanged for three large baskets of fresh, high-quality goods.

Huang Xiaochu, wearing an apron, was brushing oil onto the grilled shrimp, his brow beaded with sweat.

Lin Yan, standing to the side, pulled out a bunch of bottles and jars from the mysterious large box from earlier in the day, and expertly sprinkled seasoning onto a row of arm-length oysters, just like he was conducting a chemistry experiment.

"Xiao Lin, your garlic sauce is amazing! What did you put in it?" Chef Huang took a deep breath of the aroma, his mouth watering.

"Our secret recipe: a touch of sautéed shallots, and a dash of hoisin sauce for extra flavor."

Lin Yan casually picked up a pinch of premium spices and sprinkled them evenly over the boiling oyster broth like a fairy scattering flowers.

Instantly, the sweetness of the seafood mixed with the domineering aroma of spices exploded in the courtyard like a bombshell.

Teacher He and Zhang Zifeng, who were sitting obediently waiting for their food, were swallowing hard, their mouths watering.

Chen Yu, dressed in a casual suit, sat in the corner with a glass of warm water, seemingly isolated from the rest of the world.

The brutal "tractor-like face-slapping" that happened that afternoon clearly shattered this guy's spirits.

"Let's get started!"

Lin Yan picked up a large plate full of oysters and grilled lobsters and slammed it onto the wooden table, then sat down with an air of grandeur.

The group had just picked up their chopsticks, ready to unleash their fury.

"Ahem!"

Outside the courtyard, Director Wang made a dazzling entrance, holding a large megaphone.

Behind them were several stagehands carrying two acoustic guitars, an electronic keyboard, and even dragging in a standing microphone.

"Guests, are you enjoying your meal?" Director Wang smiled like a cunning old fox who had just stolen a chicken.

Lin Yan paused in his hand, which was holding an oyster, and glanced at him warily: "Director Wang, we shouldn't be talking about work during mealtime. What kind of mischief are you up to now?"

Director Wang decisively ignored Lin Yan's protest: "Our program has always had a tradition of providing entertainment after meals."

"The sea breeze is so pleasant tonight, perfect for kicking off the first-ever 'Island Starlight Concert'!"

"Of course, it's no fun without a prize." Director Wang waved his hand and pulled out a glittering gold card.

"If anyone can showcase a talent that satisfies everyone tonight, the production team will cover all three meals for tomorrow!"

"Plus, you'll receive a complimentary ultimate salted fish privilege card that exempts you from all labor!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu's eyes immediately lit up like a two-thousand-watt light bulb.

All-day labor-free privilege! This is like a godsend when you're about to fall asleep!

He was ridiculed by the entire internet for his farming mishap in the afternoon, but then he put on a singing and dancing performance in the evening – that's his absolute territory!

After all, he's an idol that Star Shine has invested heavily in; wouldn't he be going crazy on stage?

"I'll set an example first!"

Chen Yu couldn't wait to jump up and stride to the center of the courtyard.

He gave the camera a wicked smile, made a heart shape with his hands, and took out his phone to connect to the Bluetooth speaker in the yard.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A deafening Korean-style heavy bass electronic dance music suddenly rang out.

Chen Yu instantly got into character as if he'd been electrocuted, showcasing his proud boy band robotic dance.

He thrust his hips wildly, shook his head wildly, and even did a hardcore floor move.

At the climax, he bit his lower lip in an extremely greasy manner in front of the camera, and suddenly ripped open the top two buttons of his shirt, showing off his chest muscles.

After three minutes of frantic output, Chen Yu, panting heavily, struck what he thought was an incredibly cool ending pose.

He slightly raised his chin, confidently awaiting the cheers from the audience.

Teacher He, maintaining perfect composure, led the applause, saying, "Great! Xiaoyu's fundamentals are truly solid!"

Zhang Zifeng stood by, smiling politely and clapping.

Empress Shen Qingqiu held her water glass, sipped her water with her head down, and didn't even give her a second glance.

As the dominant player in the domestic music streaming market, this kind of mass-produced industrial waste is really harmful to her eyes.

In the live stream, while Chen Yu's die-hard fans were frantically controlling the comments and spamming "Brother, kill me!", a large number of casual viewers had already started their relentless吐槽 (tu cao, a form of online criticism/criticism).

[This is totally unnecessary! This is a slow-paced island variety show, why are you showing up here partying like crazy in a nightclub? It just feels so out of place, everyone.]

Help! I almost threw up from looking at the oysters for dinner. The oysters were so greasy, they looked like they could be used to make a stir-fry.

Lin Yan, on the other hand, didn't even raise his head, and smoothly spun three large garlic oysters.

After finishing his meal, he smacked his lips with lingering satisfaction: "It was too hasty. It was overcooked by thirty seconds, and the meat was tough. What a pity."

Seeing Lin Yan's pathetic, lifeless expression, Chen Yu's newly accumulated sense of superiority on stage instantly vanished.

A calculating glint flashed in his eyes, and then, changing the subject, he launched a scathing attack on Lin Yan.

"Teacher Lin, I heard you've become quite popular online lately. Why don't you show off a little something?"

"Or is it that, apart from those two songs online, Teacher Lin's repertoire has been completely exhausted, and he's run out of creative ideas?"

He's determined to expose Lin Yan's unfathomable nature tonight!

The entire internet's attention these past few days has been drawn to this amateur. He just doesn't believe that a music industry loser who's been kicked out of the industry can actually conjure up an original hit song on the spot.

Director Wang, who had been secretly observing from the side, immediately gave Chen Yu a big thumbs up in his heart.

This clueless idol finally did something decent, providing a perfect assist!

"Lin Yan," Director Wang said, fearing that Lin Yan would refuse, and quickly added fuel to the fire.

"If you can produce a complete song, I'll gladly hand over the privilege card for tomorrow."

Shen Qingqiu frowned slightly, looking at Lin Yan with concern.

This kind of impromptu creation, which is like being roasted over a fire, could be a fatal blow to Lin Yan's newly built fanbase if it goes wrong.

Lin Yan slowly pulled out a tissue and wiped the red oil off his hands.

His gaze swept between the privilege card in Director Wang's hand and the gloating Chen Yu beside him.

"Director Wang, let's get this straight. Does this mean that if I sing a song, I can just lie around all day tomorrow, with food served to me?"

"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond! As long as everyone pays!" Director Wang patted his chest and guaranteed.

"Deal." Lin Yan stood up leisurely.

"What a good thing! It's better than being forced to work in the fields again tomorrow."

Under the gaze of the entire audience, he slowly walked up to the stage manager and took a guitar.

What kind of music would you like to hear?

Lin Yan straddled the high stool and casually plucked the strings a couple of times to test the sound.

Seeing that he had taken the bait, Chen Yu immediately mocked, "Teacher Lin is a great talent, of course he has to bring some original, substantial content. People won't buy into pop songs."

"I wonder if Teacher Lin could play a piece that fits our 'island, travel' theme right now?"

This is absolutely a hellish challenge! Without ten days or half a month of on-site research, who can conjure up a masterpiece with an island atmosphere out of thin air?

Director Wang, standing to the side, was so excited that he slapped his thigh repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Chen Yu did a great job, pushing him to the limit! The promotional song is here!"

Lin Yan lightly stroked the strings, and a long string of clear and ethereal chords instantly broke the noise of the courtyard.

"Island getaway?"

Lin Yan slightly raised his eyes, his gaze passing over the low courtyard wall, gazing at the deep, inky night sea and the starry sky in the distance.

"What a coincidence! I just happen to have this song in my head."

"This song is dedicated to everyone who has ever felt lost and struggled on their journey, but has ultimately found themselves in the ordinary."

As soon as he finished speaking, he placed his hands firmly on top of the guitar's soundhole.

In an instant, the lazy aura of a stock market slacker was completely washed away.

Sitting at the intersection of light and shadow, Lin Yan seemed to transform into a solitary traveler who had experienced countless trials.

The barrage of comments flying across the screen in the live stream suddenly came to an eerie halt.