Huayu Entertainment: It was the young actress who took the initiative.

The faces of the couple on the big screen slowly disappeared, and the image returned to the center of the stage.

Chen Mo remained seated behind the piano, his fingertips lightly resting on the edge of the keys.

"The story of that couple just now is a perfect match for the next song."

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping once more over the surging sea of ​​people below the stage, his voice gentle.

"An old song, which may be older than many of you here."

He paused for a moment, then softly uttered the song title:

"Love is Eternal".

This song is a classic Cantonese song by Jacky Cheung, and it is extremely popular, but there are not many people who dare to cover it at their concerts.

The pronunciation and enunciation of Cantonese songs have always been a hurdle for singers from non-Cantonese-speaking areas; it's easy to hear if they sing inaccurately.

Among the 90,000 spectators at the Bird's Nest, a significant number came from the Guangdong-Hong Kong-Macao Greater Bay Area.

There was a moment of silence in the audience.

This song is indeed quite old, but classics are never forgotten by time.

As the prelude began, piano notes flowed from his fingertips.

Unlike the light and warm "My Dear You" from earlier, the intro of this song has a deeper and more profound feel.

When Chen Mo sang the first line, the entire venue fell silent, leaving only the sound of the piano and his voice intertwining in the air.

"Though both hands seem empty..."

His Cantonese pronunciation was authentic from the very first word.

There was none of the awkwardness often seen in outsiders learning Cantonese; every word was pronounced precisely within the nine tones and six registers of Cantonese, and the flow of breath was natural and smooth.

Someone in the audience couldn't help but turn to ask their friend next to them.

He was a young man in his early twenties. He nudged his companion's arm and asked in a low voice:

How do you say "police officer" in Cantonese? Is it standard?

The boy who was asked listened carefully for a couple of seconds, then nodded firmly.

"Very standard."

"Really? Don't you think you're bending the law just because he's Chen Mo—"

The boy who asked the question clearly didn't believe it, and his tone was joking.

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The Guangdong friend who was being questioned rolled his eyes at him, his tone serious with a hint of being offended:

"How could that be? I'm a professional Cantonese speaker. Do you think I'm Wang Anyu?"

When he uttered his last sentence, several audience members around him who heard it laughed at the same time.

The line "I'm a professional in Cantonese" paired with the twist "Do you think I'm Wang Anyu?" is a textbook example of impromptu humor.

But despite the laughter, everyone's attention quickly returned to the stage.

Chen Mo on stage was unaware of the discussion about Cantonese pronunciation in the audience; he was focused on immersing himself in his performance.

As the chorus unfolds, strings burst forth from both sides, and his breath expands accordingly.

The vocals transition from the gentle narration of the verses to the full lyricism of the chorus, creating a rich and layered emotional experience throughout the song.

"Where I am, you are; true love never dies."

As the chorus began, the images on the big screen slowly switched.

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The director clearly found a new rhythm at that moment—

The camera shifts from the stage to the audience, slowly panning across the faces of couples.

The first couple spotted were sitting in the middle of the stands.

The boy was looking at the girl next to him, whose eyes were still slightly red, clearly moved by the story of the couple who had just proposed.

When the two saw their faces appear on the big screen, they were stunned for a moment, then the boy lowered his head and gently kissed the girl on the lips.

The camera captured it perfectly, and the whole audience erupted in a low "wow" and good-natured applause.

The second pair is in a more distant area.

They looked young, like college students, and each of them was holding a glow stick.

When they realized that they were the ones appearing on the screen, they quickly kissed.

Another round of good-natured cheers erupted from the audience.

As Chen Mo sang, he watched these images through a monitor mounted above the piano.

His gaze swept over the images of couples embracing and kissing, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

He sighed inwardly:

So far, there haven't been any scenes of couples being overly affectionate; every couple present today was quite sweet.

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But the next second, the director switched the camera, and Chen Mo's gaze followed.

In the VP area, Deng Chao held his hands up to his mouth like microphones, his eyes closed, his expression one of pure bliss.

His head swayed slightly to the melody, and his lips moved in sync with Chen Mo's singing.

His level of engagement made it feel like he wasn't sitting in the audience listening to songs, but rather standing on the stage of a stadium with tens of thousands of people, giving his own solo concert.

Sun Li, standing next to her, watched as her husband was locked onto the big screen.

She was covering her mouth and laughing when she glanced at Deng Chao. Her expression was a mix of helplessness and amusement, but her eyes were full of tenderness.

Some people in the audience had already noticed the scene on the big screen, and laughter began to sporadically emerge from various corners.

When Deng Chao opened his eyes and saw his face appear on the giant screen, his expression went from bewilderment to surprise, and then to a kind of composure that said, "Since I've been discovered, I might as well play the part to the end."

Instead of toning down, he sat up straight, put his hands in the microphone position as if it were a standard microphone, and acted like he was "so what if I'm holding a concert?" He even winked at the camera.

The audience erupted in laughter, a roar louder than any of the previous cheers.

As Chen Mo played the piano, he glanced at the monitor, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.

After he finished singing the current line, during the interlude, he raised his hand and made a gesture towards the staff on the side of the stage, and the stage manager next to him immediately understood.

A few seconds later, an image appeared on the big screen—

A staff member, head down, jogged quickly from the side of the stage, holding a microphone in his hand, and rushed straight towards Deng Chao's position in the VP area.

Wu Jing, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but laugh when she saw this scene:

"He got his pleasure again~"

When the audience saw this, laughter and cheers mingled together, almost lifting the roof off the stadium.

When Deng Chao saw the staff member running towards him, the expression on his face was priceless—

He paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up to take the microphone that was handed to him.

Chen Mo's singing softened at that moment, and the piano accompaniment changed from the main melody to a simpler chord progression, as if to give Deng Chao room to join in.

Deng Chao reacted extremely quickly.

Almost reflexively, he picked up the last syllable of Chen Mo's line, raised the microphone to his mouth, and began to sing:

"Passing through joy and sorrow, crossing life and death—"

His pitch was excellent, and his rhythm was steady.

But the problem lies with Cantonese.

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When I listened to Chen Mo sing just now, I didn't feel that the difference was that obvious, but now that Deng Chao has opened his mouth, the difference is immediately apparent.

The audience member who spoke Cantonese earlier immediately noticed how standard Chen Mo's Cantonese was when compared to Chen Mo's earlier performance.

He couldn't help but receive an approving look from his friend next to him.

My friend from Guangdong province next to me immediately muttered:

"My ears are like a ruler; I can tell whether someone speaks Cantonese correctly just by listening. I wouldn't lie just because I'm Chen Mo~"

But Deng Chao's all-out dedication, his frankness and confidence that "I know my Cantonese isn't standard but I still dare to sing," made the whole scene more lively and interesting.

"Where I am, you are; for a thousand, ten thousand centuries."

Chen Mo appropriately increased the intensity of the chords on the piano, as if he were setting the tone for Deng Chao.

The two voices met in the air and surprisingly produced a chemical reaction.

Chen Mo finished the sentence with a gentle yet steady voice:

"Love is eternal, when the one I love is you."

The last note slowly dissipated into the air.

The lingering notes of the piano echoed throughout the enormous venue.

Applause erupted from all directions.

Chen Mo stood up from behind the piano, picked up the microphone, and bowed slightly to the audience.

Then he straightened up and addressed the audience:

"People might find it funny when they see Chao singing so enthusiastically earlier."

A chorus of laughter and shouts of "Yes!" erupted from the audience.

After Chen Mo and the others' laughter subsided slightly, they continued:

"But actually I think that's what makes Brother Chao so charming."

He never feels awkward; he simply enjoys the stage, the music, and every single moment.

This ability isn't something everyone possesses; he's one of the most relaxed people I've ever met, and one who knows best how to make those around him happy.

As he spoke, he glanced in the direction of Deng Chao in the VP area:

Let's give a round of applause to Brother Chao!

The applause from the audience rang out again, even more enthusiastic and unified than before.

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The applause of 90,000 people converged into one, carrying a heartfelt sense of recognition and respect.

Sitting in the VP area, Deng Chao's expression gradually changed from a playful smile to one of deep emotion when he heard Chen Mo's words.

He opened his arms, enjoying the cheers and applause from the audience, then thumped his chest with one hand, gesturing towards Chen Mo on the stage.

The meaning of that action is:

"My brother understands me."

Sun Li, who was standing next to him, turned her head to look at him. This time, she didn't cover her mouth to laugh, but instead reached out and gently held his hand.

The other actresses in the VP area also fell silent for a moment.

Their gazes fell on the figure in the black dress on the stage, and a strange feeling welled up inside them.

Chen Mo's words were directed at Deng Chao, but as they listened, they suddenly realized that the same words applied to Chen Mo himself.

Chen Mo was also that kind of person.

They would never boast about what they are good at or know.

But when it comes to when he needs to shine, he always manages to deliver unexpected surprises.

He's like a book that can never be finished. You think you've read many pages, but if you randomly turn to a later page, you'll see something completely new.

That sense of novelty and mystery is what makes everyone who gets close to him want to keep reading.

The stage lights went out.

Chen Mo walked down from behind the piano and disappeared behind the curtain along the steps on the side of the stage.

A murmur of anticipation and the waving of glow sticks filled the venue; everyone was waiting for the next song.

Backstage, in the changing area, Li Xiaoyu was already waiting at the entrance with her next outfit in hand.

She was holding a white suit, also custom-made by Gucci, but different from the dignified and composed look of the first black dress.

The white suit has a very fine, subtle pattern on the fabric, and the collar design is more casual and relaxed. It is paired with a light gray silk shirt.

"Brother Mo, three minutes left."

Li Xiaoyu glanced at her watch.

Chen Mo quickly changed his clothes and then turned and walked towards the stage entrance.

When the lift brought him back to ground level, the stage lights had already come back on.

The lighting this time is warmer than before, with a soft texture like that of sunset.

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Chen Mo stood in the light wearing that white suit, his whole demeanor changing from the dark and calm one before to a more transparent and light temperament.

A new round of cheers and screams erupted from the audience.

Some people were shouting "So handsome!" and others were shouting "That white suit is amazing!" The glow sticks were waving faster than before.

Chen Mo and the others calmed down a bit and raised their microphones:

"I just sang 'Wish and Sorrow' and 'My Dear You'."

The next song is also an original work of mine, called "What the World Gave Me".

Some of you may have already heard it at the recording of "Let's Go Now".

Another wave of anticipation rose from the audience.

"You can see clips of me singing this song in later episodes of 'Let's Go Now,' but today is the first time I'm performing it publicly."

The band's instrumentation began at that moment, with the prelude being a string section.

The violin and cello parts unfold alternately, creating a long and warm melody.

As the intro flowed from the speakers, the audience fell silent once again.

The intro to this song is completely different from that of "Wish and Sorrow" and "My Dear You".

"Wish and Sorrow" is melancholic and profound, while the prelude to "My Dear You" is warm.

"What the World Gave Me" is based on piano chords, with strings slowly approaching from afar, carrying a slow yet firm sense of power.

Chen Mo's first words stirred something in many people's hearts.

"Some people set off fireworks, some chase the evening breeze. Borrow a moment of time, and hold a piece of starry sky in your hands."

His voice, enhanced by the phrase "witty remarks," carries a narrative ethereal quality.

The lyrics appeared simultaneously on the big screen. The font was handwritten by Chen Mo, and while it was pleasing to the eye, one could also feel the seriousness and gentleness in every stroke.

"You gave me a small window, and you also gave me a roof."

The stage lights slowly changed at this moment, transitioning from bright white to warm orange, like the gentle light shining through a window at dusk.

Chen Mo stood in the light, a faint smile on his lips, his gaze sweeping over the audience below the stage.

"Give me a name, and I'm gradually growing up."

This lyric is written with great delicacy.

A name and an age that is gradually growing up—these are two things that sound like the most ordinary things.

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But when put together, they inexplicably remind people of the years they've lived through.

The few people in the VP area who had never heard this song before showed focused expressions.

Yang Mi's glow stick stopped in mid-air as her gaze fell on the figure on the stage.

When she heard Chen Mo sing, "He gave me a poem, and I quietly read it again," she couldn't help but sigh:

The lyrics of this song reveal the creator's delicate thoughts.

"The world has given me the chirping of insects, and it has also given me thunder."

"You gave me a crescent moon, and you also gave me the evening star."

The chorus reaches a small climax on this line, with the volume of the string section gradually increasing.

Chen Mo's voice steadily supported the rising melody, maintaining its warm and gentle quality even in the high notes.

Some people in the audience had already started humming along softly.

The melody is not complicated, and several memorable points in the chorus are particularly clear; you can remember most of them after listening to it once.

The glow sticks swayed more and more violently in rhythm.

The atmosphere in the entire venue shifted from the passionate energy of the previous songs to a quiet resonance.

The song descends slowly in the last repeated melody, and Chen Mo's voice gradually pulls down from the ethereal highs to the gentle lows.

As the last note faded into the air, applause erupted.

Someone in the audience shouted:

"It sounds great!"

Someone then shouted:

When will the new song be released?!

Chen Mo smiled and raised the microphone:

"It'll be released soon, after the tour ends. Everyone should listen then."

Another cheer erupted from the audience.

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