Who said this top flow is crazy! This top flow is awesome!

Chapter 196 The sky is blue, waiting for the rain; and I am waiting for you (8k, the Alliance Leader will add another 10k or 4k).

The Hong Kong tycoon who once spent millions to invite Ikeno to "have a meal" was not actually from Hong Kong.

She is a Singaporean citizen, and she is not a "rich woman".

She is a "rich woman".

The rich girl is in her early twenties. Her father is a wealthy Chinese businessman from Singapore, and her mother is a businessman from Taipei. Her family is well-off, which has fostered her arrogant and domineering temperament.

She likes following celebrities. She used to be a fan of a top South Korean star, then she became a fan of Yu Yan, but now she is a fan of Chi Ye.

Professor Chi is so handsome; she has never seen such a "perfect" man.

She has stunning looks and a great figure. Even her "poisonous tongue," which is heavily criticized by her rivals, is seen by her as a sign of "eloquence, witty remarks, and genuine personality."

Coconut never makes sarcastic remarks for no reason. No one on the show has more variety show sense and jokes than him. He's not as pretentious as the others. As for the people who are criticized... look for the reasons within themselves!
Why do so many people target you specifically?

She wanted to get to know Coconut, she wanted to treat her idol to a meal... just a simple meal would make her very happy.

Unfortunately, there has been no response from Coconut, so Rich Sister has been very sad and disappointed lately.

"Sister Qing, the Spring Festival Gala program list has been released! Ikeno is indeed going to be the final performer."

My best friend was scrolling through her phone when she came across the trending topic of the Spring Festival Gala program list, and she screamed with delight.

"Oh."

The rich woman wasn't in a very good mood: "That's only right, how can those losers compare to Coconut?"

"You lost the bet, so you'll have to watch the Spring Festival Gala this year."

My best friend came over with a grin: "Remember to keep your bet, I want the latest Chanel Hobo Bag."

"Okay, I'll buy it for you later."

The rich woman looked dejected.

Because she grew up abroad, she wasn't interested in China's Spring Festival Gala.

Especially in recent years, the Spring Festival Gala has become notoriously awkward. She and all her young friends in her circle never watch the Spring Festival Gala.

But this time... she might break her vow.

Because of one person.

"What kind of performance is Coconut going to give? He's such a good singer, is he going to sing?"

"Yeah, wait a minute, let me see... Wow, he's releasing a new song and he's going to sing it on the Spring Festival Gala!"

"Um?!"

The rich woman became interested: "What new song? Let me see it quickly."

My best friend handed me her phone, tilting her head as she read aloud, "Blue and White Porcelain... what kind of song is that?"

Just by looking at the name, you can't tell the style at all. All you know is that it might be a porcelain song?
"Is it going to be another patriotic song?"

Her best friend let out a disappointed "Ah," because she usually hates forced displays of value. Although this person was Chi Ye, she still couldn't quite accept it, but she could understand it.

"porcelain…"

The rich woman muttered, "It's just those old antiques my dad collects, what's so interesting about them?"

"Coconut's choice of topic this time is not good... I can only support him with 100 albums."

Girlfriend: “?”

She remembered: "Oh right, Uncle loves collecting antiques, especially porcelain. How could I forget that... Ah Qing, you can take out a few pieces. Maybe Coconut will like them and agree to have dinner with you."

"Huh, you're right... But would Coconut like those old-fashioned things?"

The rich woman's eyes lit up, then she hesitated: "I really don't understand why anyone would like those things, they're so old and ugly."

"Never mind all that, just know that Coconut likes it."

"...Then I'll go steal one and give it to Coconut."

"It's settled then. Remember to invite me when you're having dinner!"

……

at the same time.

When the Spring Festival Gala program list was released, Chi Ye's new song "Blue and White Porcelain" only appeared in the list of names, but it has already soared to the top of the trending search list.

People both inside and outside the industry, including some of the leaders mentioned above, have also taken notice of this name.

"Blue and White Porcelain?"

Inside the office.

A middle-aged man looked at the leader who had visited Chi Ye and asked, "Have you heard him sing?"

The leader asked in confusion, "I've never heard of him. I just contacted him yesterday. He must be in a hurry right now, so I'm just giving him his name. The song probably hasn't been written yet."

“…Is it reliable?”

Upon hearing this, another bigwig muttered, "This sounds like... like they're forcing a duck onto a shelf."

"It should be reliable." The leader was still very supportive at this time, endorsing Chi Ye: "Although we only met once yesterday, I can tell that this kid is not the type to boast."

"Hmm...this name is not bad, and the theme of porcelain is good, but...what can porcelain sing about?"

The leader who spoke first frowned: "Praising porcelain?"

"I can't think of anything."

The other two also shook their heads.

The name "Blue and White Porcelain" is obviously related to porcelain, but while the symbolism of porcelain is excellent, what is the content?
If it were just porcelain, it would seem too ordinary and wouldn't achieve the effect they wanted.

"I'm not sure, but we should be able to hear it during the fourth rehearsal."

The leader said softly, "Now that we've been given the task, it's best if we don't say anything more at this point."

"...Hopefully, it will meet expectations."

Considering that it was he who had taken the initiative to suggest that someone go and find Ikeno, the top leader couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Yes, Lao Jin is still very reliable."

"Speaking of Lao Jin, is he going back to Shanghai this year?"

"Well, he's not in charge of this area. The old man is so old, it's only right that he go back and keep him company."

……

Outside.

Today, holding her phone, she said, "Okay, I'll be back in a few days... You go home first and buy some New Year's goods for Mom and Dad. Hmm... Okay, Xiaxia is going to be on the Spring Festival Gala this year and can't go back... Alright, I got it."

He hung up the phone, stared at the name of Chi Ye's new song sent by his secretary, looked at it for a long time, and shook his head: "Little brat, give me a name first, and you'd better give me a surprise."

……

That night, Chi Ye, along with "Blue and White Porcelain" and the Spring Festival Gala program list, topped the charts. There were also many other eye-catching "big-name programs," such as a skit by Shen Bin and Ma Li, songs sung by Yu Yan and Yi Yangqianxi. Yi Yangqianxi also participated in a skit with a group of big names, which shows his status.

As for Ikeno's new song, the news that he has only submitted a name and the song has not yet been released has also spread within the industry.

Those outside the circle don't know, they just keep yelling that Professor Chi should hurry up and appear on the Spring Festival Gala.

Those in the industry know that this hasty approach is indeed somewhat unusual—is Ikeno going to make a mess of things this time?
This speculation seemed to be confirmed during the fourth rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala.

Because no one saw Chi Ye at the rehearsal, and he only appeared after they finished, and was discussing something with the CCTV team, in the end, most of the big names who wanted to find out the news were unable to "get a glimpse of his true face".

It should be noted that the Spring Festival Gala rehearsals are strictly confidential. Each program team has a responsibility to maintain confidentiality and will not disclose program details casually.

Different programs are usually rehearsed at different times and in different venues. Each program group is relatively independent and other guests are not allowed to inquire about or spread information about other programs at will, in order to maintain the mystery of the performance and the overall effect.

But since they're all in the same building, guests might have some conversations in informal settings and gain some understanding of the general types or directions of other programs. Although it's difficult to know the specific content of other guests' programs, it's impossible for them to have absolutely no information.

Therefore, Ikeno's situation seems rather abnormal.

The discussion was heated, and even Shang Youshu, Shi Jinwei, Sheng Ning, and other "people close to" Chi Ye who had connections with him began to murmur among themselves.

"What is he up to? With his talent, he shouldn't be doing something like this."

"Hurry up."

"Teacher Koike, calm down! I'll go buy you some Wallace's to boost your inspiration!"

"..."

The next day, all doubts and speculations were dispelled, because Xu Yingying found out that Chi Ye had written a song the night before the fourth rehearsal, and a certain leader had personally come to listen to it.

After listening, the leader said something, and then…

Then, perhaps to prevent "leaks," Ikeno kept the rehearsal order the same, but after four rehearsals offstage, he stopped having "audience rehearsals." Therefore, apart from a few groups of guests whose shows were very close to Ikeno's and the stage design of his show itself, few people knew the truth.

—The security measures were very thorough; given that the Spring Festival Gala was already kept secret, they took another step to maintain secrecy.

This piqued everyone's curiosity.

What's going on... what song is it? Why are you so nervous?
Are you afraid that someone will deliberately leak or copy it in advance?

how is this possible.

"Shen Bin, you're next to Chi Ye's program, did you hear anything? Tell us."

Wen Ma is also a gossipy old baby. During the fifth and final rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala, she stopped Shen Bin because Shen Bin and Ma Li's skit was also scheduled to be the "grand finale". After they finished, it would be Chi Ye's show.

"Hey, sis, sis, don't mess with me, I don't know anything."

Shen Bin smiled and waved his hand: "Ask someone else. I'm too old to hear anything."

Wen's mother glanced at him and said, "Then you need to take better care of yourself. At my age, I'm still sharp of hearing and sight..."

She immediately started bragging.

"Mysterious."

Not far away, Xu Yingying and the others looked over here. Si Zi shook his head and walked towards Shen Bin: "I'm going to say hello to Teacher Shen. We still need to promote the movie together after the Spring Festival Gala."

"Okay, go ahead."

Xu Yingying nodded, glanced at Sheng Ning, who had been deliberately "reminded" of her these past few days, and beckoned: "Hey, Xiao Ning, come here..."

Sheng Ning was taken aback and walked over: "Sister Xu, what's the matter?"

"It's about that thing from last time. You're not familiar with Chi Ye, but you're quite familiar with Peng Chen, aren't you? When do you think we should arrange to meet with him and discuss a few scripts..."

……

1 month 25 number.

New Year's Eve.

The golden python bids farewell to the old year, and the swift horse gallops into spring.

People across the country had already started their holidays early. Except for a few poor working people who were working overtime for many times their regular pay, the most anticipated festival of the year for Chinese people around the world has begun, and the entire land of China is immersed in a grand and enthusiastic celebration.

Red lanterns hang high in the streets and alleys, and brand-new Spring Festival couplets exude the fragrance of ink at the door of every household.

It's snowing again.

"My Love from the Star" was not interrupted that night, but because Tomato TV could not schedule the prime time slot, Kuaishou updated episode 21 of "My Love from the Star" two hours earlier.

—The finale of "My Love from the Star".

Yes, unfortunately, the finale of "My Love from the Star" was on New Year's Eve.

Although this finale was just an "advanced screening" on Kuaishou, and the actual TV and online finale was still a few days later, the popularity of "My Love from the Star" began to soar like never before that night, and the Kuaishou platform's recharge system was crashed several times.

The related memes and famous scenes, such as #RedCarpetKiss#, #ProfessorChiReturnsToEarth#, and #CheonSongYi#, were bombarded with them almost without restraint, and they even managed to suppress the trending topics on the Spring Festival Gala.

Everyone, both inside and outside the industry, was completely baffled.

That night, CoolMovie earned its largest revenue ever from "advanced screenings," becoming the "number one" platform for the first time, albeit briefly.

That night, Professor Chi and Cheon Song-yi reached the peak of their popularity. Chi Ye's personal Weibo followers increased from over 20 million to over 40 million in a month, and then broke through 50 million that night.

That night, everyone was looking for Professor Chi and Cheon Song-yi.

The Spring Festival Gala.

Film emperors and empresses, TV emperors and empresses, top idols, the newly emerging top male and female idols born in the 00s, the existing "double-broken" Chi Ye and Yu Yan, the four most popular young actors, top-tier middle-aged actors in film, top-tier actresses, stage and sketch actors, inheritors of intangible cultural heritage, various big capital, leaders, etc...

A gathering of big names and a constellation of stars.

The hosting team on stage delivered their performances with great enthusiasm and emotion.

"In the past year, we have braved the waves of the times, leaving behind the solid footprints of our strivers, whether at the forefront of technological innovation or in the vast fields of rural revitalization."

"The Spring Festival Gala, as a cultural feast shared by Chinese people around the world, carries the emotions and memories of countless people. It is not only a wonderful show, but also a bridge connecting family ties and conveying warmth."

"2026 is the Year of the Horse, and 'Wu' symbolizes fiery passion and abundant vitality, signifying a prosperous nation and a happy and healthy people. At this moment, let us unload the fatigue of the past year and immerse ourselves in this festive atmosphere. Let us use the warmest applause and the most sincere emotions to kick off the 'Success Upon Arrival, All Things Renewed' Spring Festival Gala of the Year of the Horse, and spend a joyful, peaceful, and reunited night together."

With host Xiao Sa's announcement, "Now, I declare the 2026 CCTV Spring Festival Gala officially open!"

The 2026 Spring Festival Gala has officially begun.

……

Shanghai, home today.

Inside the courtyard, vermilion lanterns were neatly arranged along the passageway, and a thin layer of snow had fallen.

The atmosphere in the living room was lively, filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.

Today, the old man sat on the sofa in the center of the room. The living room was packed with people. Every now and then, someone would scold a child who was jumping around. Relatives would ask him what projects he had his eye on in the next few years so he could avoid them. There was also the sound of a group of wealthy women chatting and laughing together.

The aroma of braised mutton simmered on the stove, steam rising from the pot, filling the air with the fragrance of the New Year's Eve dinner.

"Come on, make way, let's set up the table."

Today, my third uncle, in a very down-to-earth manner, carried a round table with another cousin and shouted into the noisy living room.

"Hey, let me tell you, Chi Ye is a good kid, he's been good since he was little. You know, the sofas that Lao Liu and I made together sold like hotcakes."

"I made...I made this much."

The mother was completely taken aback by the coaxing.

"Sigh, it's so noisy."

The old man glanced at the chaotic living room and said this, but his thick eyebrows couldn't hide his smile.

Jinming frowned, shaking his head and muttering, "What kind of behavior is this? What kind of behavior is this!"

This year, I'm bowing my head and playing dead.

The old man glanced at the brother and sister, snorted, and then turned his head away.

They're all here, it's just a pity...

"Why didn't Xiaxia come back this time?"

"Xiaxia hasn't been on the Spring Festival Gala for a long time. This is a rare opportunity for her, so let's make her happy."

"Hmph, you think spending time with that brat makes you happy?"

The old man snorted unhappily, then pointed to another girl younger than Jin Xia: "Look at this family, not a single one of them is capable."

"Grandpa, why do you always criticize me..."

The girl pouted, then asked excitedly, "By the way, when will Professor Chi appear? I'm waiting to see him."

"Besides, is it true that he and my sister are real? God, if I were to tell anyone... I won't say it, but even if I did, people still wouldn't believe that Professor Chi is my brother-in-law and Cheon Song-yi is my sister... It really is, I'll definitely show them this time!"

"...Don't you act like a girl at all? Put down your phone and stand up straight to watch TV!"

“What era are we living in? You’re still practicing traditional education and physically punishing children. You…you…I’ll stand up.”

The girl stood up, stared at the AI ​​program currently playing on TV, and found it a bit boring.

Jinzhao, who had always been very composed, couldn't help but nod: "Things are getting better and better."

"Not bad."

The old man nodded in agreement.

That program ended, and then came the skit by Shen Bin and Ma Li. Well... it was just average. The family wasn't very interested in it. Actually, if the old man wasn't from Shandong, they wouldn't have kept watching the Spring Festival Gala like that, according to their habits.

"When this program ends, it will be Ikeno's program."

Jinzhao, who had been sitting next to the old man but had rarely spoken, suddenly spoke. The old man looked at him with surprise.

"Look, it's completely different from the previous style."

Today, feeling guilty, he added another sentence, and then sat up straight.

At 11:20, forty minutes before the start of the new year, Shen Bin and Ma Li's skit ended.

Chi Ye, who had been preparing backstage for a long time, couldn't help but take a deep breath—even with his strong heart, he was still a little nervous about stepping onto the Spring Festival Gala stage for the first time.

"no problem."

Beside him, Jin Xia grasped his hand: "Teacher Chi, it's okay if you make a mistake. I'll make an even bigger mistake than you, and then everyone will scold me."

Ikeno: "...Thank you, you're so good at comforting people."

"Teacher Chi, get ready to go on stage."

The assistant director walked over and looked at him: "Is everything alright?"

"no problem."

Ikeno has fully recovered and is as confident as ever.

On stage.

The host, Xiao Sa, announced: "Next, we will have a program that we are very much looking forward to."

"This song is like a slowly unfolding ink painting scroll, outlining the hazy artistic conception of the Jiangnan region in the rain and mist, and also like a piece of exquisite blue and white porcelain, embodying the delicacy and gentleness of traditional Chinese culture."

"Its melody is melodious and graceful, and its lyrics are elegant and subtle, showcasing the charm of Eastern aesthetics to the fullest."

"At the same time, his singer and songwriter are even more remarkable—"

Little Ni asked, "Oh? How amazing is it?"

Xiao Sa replied, "I'm just asking you, have you ever heard a saying?"

"What?"

"How can a snowy day be complete without pork ribs, rice cakes, and cola?"

The audience fell silent for a moment, then everyone "realized" something and erupted in the loudest cheers since the start of the show—mainly the audience.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Professor Chi! Professor Chi!!"

"Chiye! Chiye!"

Down in the audience, the rich woman and her best friend screamed – yes, they had gotten tickets to the Spring Festival Gala.

And she was positioned very prominently; her father spent a lot of money to get her featured on CCTV.

The noise made Xu Yingying and Sheng Ning, guests at the same table next to them, feel pain in their eardrums and frown inwardly.

"That's great..."

Xiao Sa laughed and said, "Let's welcome Professor Chi from outer space to sing 'Blue and White Porcelain' for Chinese people all over the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the light screen went dark, and a melodious flute tune began to play.

The sky hangs low, and a long scroll of blue-white ink painting cascades down from the dome, with the outlines of distant mountains shrouded in mist and rain appearing and disappearing through the veil.

Chi Ye wore a moon-white stand-up collar long robe with silver thread lotus patterns embroidered on the hem. An antique blue and white porcelain pendant hung at her waist. She wore a black gauze cloak over it. When the wide sleeves fell, the light shone through the gauze and cast a landscape silhouette on the stage.

He turned around, and everyone present, including the fans waiting for "Professor Chi" in front of their TVs and passersby, had their eyes light up—almost instantly, a phrase appeared in their minds: "A gentleman as fine as jade, with a sword-like spirit and a heart as pure as a zither."

nice.

Yes, not handsome, but beautiful.

The unique beauty of Eastern aesthetics, with its imagery of a gentleman as elegant as jade and unparalleled in the world, is the kind of cultural beauty that instantly captivates anyone who glances at it, drawing them into the "ink-wash Jiangnan" landscape.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Professor Chi! Professor Chi!"

With just one appearance, the rich woman and her best friend went crazy, as did the little girl in front of the TV and many viewers in Southeast Asia.

The three instruments, guzheng, pipa and bamboo flute, come together to create a crisp and clear opening with two distinct "dong dong" sounds. Then, they slowly unfold, instantly painting a beautiful picture of misty rain in Jiangnan.

"What a beautiful stage."

Below the stage, Sister Shang murmured softly.

On the stage.

A virtual porcelain vase projection using holographic interactive technology appeared. Chi Ye lightly tapped his fingertip, and indigo ripples spread across it, instantly blending with the water towns of Jiangnan.

The unglazed porcelain body is just beginning to unfold, its glaze as dark as night, a stroke of cobalt blue falling on snow.

That is porcelain formed from the misty rain of Jiangnan—its body is like jade, warm yet cold, its patterns are like poetry, intricate yet pure.

Almost everyone was amazed by this "blue and white porcelain" piece, which was like a treasure, and they couldn't stop smiling.

A gasp of amazement erupted from the audience.

But what's even more amazing is yet to come.

The "young master" on the stage spoke softly, his voice melodious and heavenly, unfolding a scroll painting of Jiangnan and composing a story unique to ancient China.

Ink splashes across Jiangnan, porcelain charm spans a thousand years:
"The unglazed porcelain is outlined with blue and white brushstrokes, the intensity gradually fading."

"The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup."

The gentle scent of sandalwood wafts through the window, and I understand your unspoken thoughts.

"The brushstrokes on the Xuan paper stop halfway here."

Ok? !

In an instant, all the audience members and guests who were hearing the song for the first time, including Shang Youshu, Sheng Ning, Shi Jinwei, and Yu Yan, were stunned for a second.

This word…this word?!
Ikeno's cloak swirled like a night-blooming cereus in full bloom; his left hand rested lightly on his chest, his posture elegant and refined, like that of an ancient scholar; his right arm outstretched, he held a brush to inscribe on the porcelain.
"The charm of the glaze-infused portrait of a lady is kept privately."

And your radiant smile is like a budding flower.

"A wisp of your beauty drifts away."

"Go to places I can't go."

This is about "people," about "stories," not about "blue and white porcelain"!

At the Jin family villa, the noisy group of relatives and friends fell silent, all staring in amazement at the "young master" on the stage.

Listen to his "story":
"The sky is the color of rain, waiting for the misty rain, and I am waiting for you."

"Smoke rises from chimneys thousands of miles across the river."

"Inscribing Han Dynasty clerical script on the bottom of the bottle, imitating the elegant style of the previous dynasty."

Consider this a foreshadowing of my meeting with you.

"...!"

"Ahhhhh!!"

Suddenly, a slender figure in sky blue appeared on the stage.

She held an oil-paper umbrella, wore a traditional Chinese cross-collar ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), her figure was graceful, and her hair was styled in a high bun in the style of women from the Jianghuai region, with a jade hairpin inserted diagonally. The head of the hairpin was inlaid with blue glass beads and a few strands of silver tassels hanging down, swaying gently with her steps.

Like a woman from the water towns of Jiangnan, or like glaze tears flowing on a porcelain vase, she has two white silk plum blossoms tucked behind her ear, the edges of the petals tinged with a faint blue, as if they had just been picked from the misty Jiangnan region.

She walked over to Ikeno's side.

"Cheon Song-yi! Cheon Song-yi!!"

"Ahhh!! A dream collaboration!! Production team, you didn't even tell me Xiaxia would be on stage!"

"Wow! I love you, CCTV!!"

The audience at the scene and the viewers of "My Love from the Star" went completely crazy.

The "young master" on stage, meeting the "beautiful lady's" gaze, continued singing:

"The sky is the color of rain, waiting for the misty rain, and I am waiting for you."

"The moonlight was scooped up, blurring the ending."

"Like a piece of blue and white porcelain passed down through generations, it is beautiful in its own right."

Your eyes were smiling.

This summer, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes held a smile, seemingly encouraging the "young master" before her. Yet, her naturally charming eyes also carried a touch of the tenderness and pitifulness of a woman from the Jiangnan water towns.

Chi Ye turned around; the young master was beside him, and the beautiful woman was by his side.

A half-circle of ice-crack patterned porcelain plate floats in the center of the stage. As the projection flows, "blue koi" leaps onto the paper. The copied Song typeface seems to come alive in the AI ​​stage technology, floating around Chi Ye and Jin Xia.

Dry ice surged on both sides, forming a sea of ​​clouds. Six dancers in plain clothes walked gracefully with silk umbrellas in hand. The ink on the umbrellas bloomed with the music, and each step shattered the Song-style calligraphy in the floating light.

"White and blue koi fish leaped from the bottom of the bowl."

"While copying the signature in Song typeface, I was thinking of you."

"Your secret, hidden in the kiln for a thousand years"

"Extremely delicate, like a needle falling to the ground in embroidery."

The "young master" took the "beautiful woman's" hand, which was as white as jade, as if he were talking about porcelain, or perhaps using porcelain as a metaphor for people, telling a story of ultimate beauty:

"The banana trees outside the fence attract the sudden rain, and the door knocker becomes covered in verdigris."

"And I offended you by passing through that small town in Jiangnan."

"In the ink wash landscape painting"

You have vanished into the depths of the darkness.

—"Aaaaaah!!"

—"Splash!"

Thunderous applause and screams erupted.

Sheng Ning opened her mouth wide, Shi Jin looked on with envy, and Shang Jie was so intoxicated that she couldn't extricate herself.

"This is my daughter—"

Before the mother could finish speaking, the applause in the audience became even more intense, accompanied by gasps of surprise.

But the "beauty" on the stage suddenly began to dance, her breathtakingly beautiful figure only for one person to see.

The "young master" stared intently at the "beauty" dancing gracefully, his voice filled with deep longing and reminiscence:

"The sky is the color of rain, waiting for the misty rain, and I am waiting for you."

"Smoke rises from chimneys thousands of miles across the river."

"Inscribing Han Dynasty clerical script on the bottom of the bottle, imitating the elegant style of the previous dynasty."

Consider this a foreshadowing of my meeting with you.

As the "beautiful woman" gracefully swayed her wide sleeves, the koi fish embroidered with gold thread hidden at the cuffs seemed to swim in the water, vanishing like a dream, leaving only the "young master" alone, singing with a touch of melancholy:

"The sky is the color of rain, waiting for the misty rain, and I am waiting for you."

"The moonlight was scooped up, blurring the ending."

"Like a piece of blue and white porcelain passed down through generations, it is beautiful in its own right."

Your eyes were smiling.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes of the "beauty" were nowhere to be seen, but on the stage, a breathtakingly beautiful blue and white porcelain appeared in front of Chi Ye. He gently stroked it with his hand, as if he were stroking the cheek of the beauty in his dream.

A thousand strands of cobalt blue light spread from fingertips to the entire venue, as if the audience seats were bathed in the clear blue light of an imperial kiln opening.

—A thousand years of elegance, so intoxicating that one forgets where to go.

The beauty of blue and white porcelain lies in the varying shades of the "water" (a type of glaze).

The dense areas resemble the deep sea, while the light areas are like the azure sky. A single stroke outlines yin and yang, and the blank spaces are filled with lingering charm.

After the song ended, an eerie silence fell over the Spring Festival Gala venue.

There was no shock, no amazement, only rapture.

Immerse yourself in the beauty of "Blue and White Porcelain," immerse yourself in the ink-wash landscape of Jiangnan, and appreciate the elegance that has graced the land for millennia.

The lyrics are beautiful, the music is beautiful, the people are beautiful, and the story is beautiful.

After this piece, without any words or descriptions, no one can help but fall in love with "blue and white porcelain," just as no one can help but fall in love with the beauty of China's five thousand years of culture.

Plain porcelain represents the "Tao," blue and white porcelain represents the "art," and what is reborn in the flames is the essence of "moderation."

It is silent, yet it speaks volumes about the East.

It's breathtakingly beautiful, like a precious gem, why wouldn't you love it?

This is "Blue and White Porcelain," this is the beauty of culture.

As the rich woman looked at the blue and white porcelain on the stage, she understood for the first time why her father loved collecting porcelain and antiques so much... Perhaps what he collected was not just porcelain, but a piece of history and a culture.

As the host's voice rang out, enthusiastic applause followed.

Ikeno and Jin Xia, who had returned to the stage, bowed in unison, preparing to leave.

"Hey, don't go, don't go."

Xiao Sa stopped Chi Ye and Jin Xia first, exclaiming in amazement, "So beautiful, truly indescribably beautiful... Professor Chi, and Miss Superstar... The whole country... the whole of Asia is looking for you, you can't leave!"

"Hahaha."

Laughter erupted from the audience.

Ikeno and Jin Xia stopped in their tracks, revealing the same reserved smile, facing all overseas Chinese.

"Should we say hello to the audience across the country?"

Xiao Sa handed the microphone to Chi Ye.

Chino paused for a moment and then said, "Happy New Year, everyone."

"Ahhh!!"

The audience below the stage erupted in cheers.

"Where's the big star?"

Xiao Sa then looked at Jin Xia.

The Empress Dowager greeted everyone in a sweet, childlike voice: "Happy New Year, everyone!"

Another scream erupted from the audience.

Shi Jin's face darkened slightly, and he gritted his teeth inwardly—that's easy for him to say, isn't it?!

Why aren't you using your lyrics anymore?!

On stage, due to time constraints, Chi Ye and Jin Xia's "reunion" was a mission, but time was also strictly calculated, so he did not delay at all. After simply having the two "reunite," he asked, "The song 'Blue and White Porcelain' has taken us into the misty Jiangnan region, allowing us to appreciate the exquisite beauty of a thousand-year-old porcelain culture."

“Well… I have a personal question I’d like to ask Professor Chi.”

Ikeno tilted his head.

"Hmm... you keep talking about 'Chinese style,' I'd like to ask, what exactly is a song with a Chinese style?"

Chino thought for a moment and said, "Blue and White Porcelain is Chinese style."

The room fell silent, then erupted in enthusiastic applause once again.

"Okay, so this is what 'Chinese style' is! It's very beautiful..."

"Their performance not only allowed us to experience the delicate warmth of blue and white porcelain, but also let us hear a romance and deep affection that transcends time and space... Professor Chi and Cheon Song-yi share the same deep emotion..."

"Thank you both for such a wonderful performance. Let's give them another round of applause!"

After he finished speaking, the audience continued to applaud, and Ikeno and Jin Xia bowed and left the stage.

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(End of this chapter)