Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

This sound was unaccompanied.

Only that hoarse, broken voice, filled with blood and tears, echoed in the huge studio.

hum-

The guitar's sustain was still ringing.

Xu Qing remained motionless, her head tilted back.

Sweat dripped from his chin onto the guitar soundboard, where it splashed into a small water droplet next to the fish sticker.

The entire room fell silent.

No one spoke, no one applauded, and no one even dared to breathe loudly.

The "skin-peeling king" who was just shouting was now holding a broken banner, mouth agape, looking completely dazed.

One of his underlings wiped his eyes and whispered, "Boss... I miss my ex-girlfriend."

"Smack."

The skin-peeling king slapped his underling on the forehead, but then sniffed and didn't say anything.

A full five seconds passed.

"Whoosh—!!!"

The applause erupted like a tsunami.

It wasn't the kind of polite applause, but rather a heartfelt, enthusiastic clapping from everyone.

Some people were screaming, some were whistling, and most were crying.

The girls in the front row were already crying their eyes out, their makeup ruined.

"That's amazing!"

"That's a real man!"

"Xu Qing! Xu Qing! Xu Qing!"

Someone started it, and the whole audience began chanting his name in unison.

The sound waves nearly blew the ceiling off the studio.

Xu Qing slowly straightened up.

The violent aura faded from him, and he returned to being the taciturn man he always was.

He did not bow or thank the voters.

He just glanced down at the guitar in his arms.

His eyes were so tender, as if he were looking at his lover.

He reached out and gently patted the violin case, as if to soothe a frightened child.

Then, he turned around.

Turning his back to all the cheers and applause, he walked towards the dark backstage area.

His solitary figure resembled a warrior who had just slain a dragon, walking alone back to the wilderness.

The host only then realized what was happening and hurriedly ran onto the stage.

"Um... thank you Xu Qing for the wonderful performance!"

"This is so stunning! Absolutely stunning!"

"Now, let's hear the judges' comments!"

The camera cuts to the judges' panel.

Ke Min was still wiping away her tears.

Liu Wei, standing to the side, was ashen-faced. He wanted to speak but dared not, after all, that mineral water bottle had almost cracked his skull open.

All eyes were focused on the mysterious "Teacher Luo".

As everyone saw, even amidst that explosive scene, "Teacher Luo" kept his head down, seemingly very dissatisfied.

In an attempt to stir things up, the host deliberately handed the microphone over.

"Mr. Luo, as a veteran rock producer in the industry, what are your thoughts on Xu Qing's arrangement just now?"

The whole place fell silent.

Everyone wanted to hear how this "parachuted big shot" would deliver his sharp tongue.

Luo Qianyu took a deep breath.

She pushed her sunglasses up to make sure they covered her red and swollen eyes.

Then, she picked up the microphone.

The voice was cold, carrying an unquestionable authority.

"The one who pressed the light button just now."

She pointed to Liu Wei next to her.

Liu Wei was taken aback: "Huh?"

Luo Qianyu turned her head and stared at him through her sunglasses.

"Get out."

There are only three words.

Concise, efficient, and exuding domineering presence.

The audience was stunned for a second, then erupted into an even more frenzied cheer.

"Holy crap! Professor Luo is awesome!"

"Did you hear me?! I told you to get out!"

"I like this temper!"

Liu Wei's face turned green: "You... who are you?! I was invited by the organizers..."

Who I am is not important.

Luo Qianyu interrupted him, her voice filled with murderous intent.

"The important thing is, you don't deserve to sit here and listen to him sing."

After speaking, Luo Qianyu put down the microphone and stood up.

"I give this match a perfect score."

"If anyone has any objections, let him come to me."

After saying that, she didn't even glance at Liu Wei before turning and leaving her seat.

The high heels clicked on the floor.

He left behind only a dashing yet aloof silhouette.

Backstage.

Wang Gang was so excited watching this scene that he slapped his thigh until it was swollen.

"It exploded! It completely exploded!"

"Quick! Cut out the part where Teacher Luo angrily confronts the judges! Post it on Douyin immediately!"

The title is: "The Domineering Female CEO Protects Her Husband... No, wait, It's a Scene of Her Protecting Her Child!"

Xu Qinggang walked to the door of the lounge.

Then I saw "Teacher Luo" walking towards me.

The corridor was very narrow.

The two will inevitably pass each other by.

Xu Qing stopped and politely stepped aside to let him pass.

He hadn't noticed it on stage, but now that he was closer, he could smell a faint fragrance.

That's... the scent of gardenias.

Xu Qing suddenly raised her head.

Little Fish loves gardenias the most.

She always smelled like this whenever we met before.

"Teacher Luo..."

Xu Qing subconsciously called out to her.

Luo Qianyu paused for a moment.

Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

She didn't dare to turn around.

She was afraid that if she turned around, she would be unable to resist throwing herself into his arms.

"Thanks."

Xu Qing watched her retreating figure, his voice a little hoarse.

"Thank you for speaking up for me earlier."

Luo Qianyu turned her back to him, biting her lip, trying to make her voice sound cold.

"You're welcome."

"I just hate idiots."

After saying that, she quickened her pace and rushed into the VIP lounge next door, almost as if she were fleeing.

boom.

The door closed.

Xu Qing stood there, staring at the tightly closed door.

His brows furrowed slightly.

That tone of voice... that manner of speaking...

How come he's so similar to Xiaoyu, who always calls him a "stupid straight man"?

"Brother Qing! Brother Qing, you're amazing!"

At this moment, several fellow contestants rushed over, interrupting Xu Qing's thoughts.

"That rock version was absolutely amazing!"

"You didn't see Zhang Ye's face; it looked like he'd swallowed a fly!"

Xu Qing withdrew her gaze, shook her head, and banished the absurd thought from her mind.

The little fish has already left.

How could that aloof and superior Teacher Luo possibly be her?

I'm really going crazy missing her.

"I'm going to have a smoke."

Xu Qing pushed through the crowd and used this as an excuse to walk towards the emergency exit.

at this time.

In the VIP lounge.

Luo Qianyu leaned against the door, her body sliding down the door until she collapsed to the ground.

She took off her sunglasses.

Those beautiful eyes were already swollen from crying.

"Fool……"

She hugged her knees, buried her face in her arms, and cried like a child who couldn't find her home.

"You big idiot..."

"How come you don't recognize me...?"

On the other side of the lounge.

Zhang Ye is calling Zhao Tai.

"Mr. Zhao! This is incomparable!"

"That teacher Luo is crazy! She literally yelled Liu Wei out of the stage!"

"And Xu Qing's vote count... has already surpassed 30 million!"

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Tai was fiddling with walnuts, his face grim.

"What's the panic?"

"Rock and roll was just an accident."

"The next event will be themed 'Traditional Chinese Style'."

"I will arrange the best folk music ensemble for you."

"As for Xu Qing..."

Zhao Tai sneered.

"Doesn't he like to pretend to be sentimental?"

"Then let him pretend to his heart's content."

"I've already sent someone to check the location of that 'Little Fish's' grave."

"As long as it can be proven that the tomb never existed, or that the person buried in the tomb wasn't human..."

"The more famous he is now, the harder he will fall."

Zhang Ye's eyes lit up: "President Zhao is brilliant! As long as we find out he fabricated the death to gain favor, he's completely finished!"

hang up the phone.

Zhang Ye looked at himself in the mirror and revealed a sinister smile.

Xu Qing.

We'll see.

You think you've won?

The game has only just begun.