My ex-girlfriend's best friends are getting restless right after the breakup.

Chapter 147 My Lifelong Love

"That's going to be interesting today." Li Jie leaned over, knowing that he would definitely leave after the challenge.

Either the challenger fails and leaves, or the last-ranked of the seven online singers leaves.

Bai Linlin glanced in the direction of Chen Bo's lounge and whispered, "Who do you think will leave today?"

No one spoke.

But everyone's gaze turned in unison towards Chen Bo's rest room.

The meaning is obvious.

Chen Bo's ranking was not high in the last period.

Today, another formidable challenger has arrived.

If the challenger succeeds, he will replace the defending singer.

According to the rules, the one that is replaced is the one with the lowest ranking.

Who ranked lowest last time?

It's Huang Ying.

Logically speaking, this should be the most dangerous situation.

But everyone knows that Huang Ying is a veteran singer with extensive experience and connections, and the production team won't let her leave easily.

Who will leave?

It can only be the one with the lowest ranking, the least seniority, and the fewest connections.

Chen Bo.

Bai Linlin sighed: "Actually, this young man is quite good, and he sings well too, it's just a pity—"

"What's a pity?" Zhang Zhenhan frowned. "The competition hasn't even started yet, and you're already pessimistic? What if they have an exceptional performance today?"

Bai Linlin didn't say anything more.

But everyone knows in their hearts what's the use of performing exceptionally well?

The opponent is too strong.

Wang Zihong, that's a true legend.

Having won awards abroad, he hadn't made a public appearance since returning to China. His sudden challenge this time clearly indicates his intention to make a name for himself.

Chen Bo is good, but compared to Wang Zihong—

There is still a gap.

No one spoke again, but the pity in their eyes was impossible to hide.

Chen Bo sat in the lounge, completely unaware of the discussions outside.

He leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

My phone vibrated.

He picked it up and saw that it was a message from Zhao Lulu.

Zhao Lulu: "Honey, I'm in the stands! First row! The best view!"

It was followed by a string of heart emojis.

Chen Bo replied, "Okay."

Zhao Lulu replied, "Are you nervous?"

Chen Bo: "I'm not nervous."

Zhao Lulu: "After you finish singing, remember to look at the audience. I'm in the first row, right in the middle, you can see me at a glance!"

Chen Bo: "Okay."

Zhao Lulu sent a "kiss" emoji.

First row of the audience seats.

Zhao Lulu held her phone, a smile playing on her lips.

Bei Weiwei, who was standing next to her, leaned over and asked, "Who are you texting? You're smiling so happily."

Zhao Lulu put her phone away: "It's nothing, just work-related."

Bevy looked at her suspiciously.

Zhao Lulu changed the subject: "Weiwei, what place do you think Chen Bo will get today?"

Bei Weiwei thought for a moment: "I'm sure I'll advance!"

Zhao Lulu: "Nonsense, I'll tell you which number it is."

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Bei Weiwei thought for a moment: "Top five?"

Zhao Lulu: "I think we can get into the top three!"

Bei Weiwei was taken aback: "So confident?"

Zhao Lulu nodded: "Of course! He's Chen Bo!"

Looking at her confident demeanor, Bei Weiwei felt a mix of emotions.

This best friend has even more confidence in Chen Bo than she does.

As the two were talking, the stage lights dimmed.

The host came on stage, and the recording officially began.

Backstage, there was a knock on Chen Bo's dressing room door.

A staff member poked their head in: "Teacher Chen, get ready, you're the fifth one to perform."

Chen Bo nodded: "Okay."

He stood up, walked to the mirror, and straightened his clothes.

Black casual suit, white T-shirt, black casual pants.

Simple, clean, and unassuming.

He looked at himself in the mirror, then turned and walked out of the lounge.

In the waiting area, other singers have already taken their places.

Wang Han saw him and nodded to him.

Chen Bo found a corner to sit down.

On stage, the first singer, Zhang Zhenhan, took the stage.

He sang a fast song, singing and dancing, creating a fantastic stage effect.

The second was Huang Ying, who sang a classic old song. Her voice was steady and her emotions were strong, but it lacked a bit of surprise.

The third is Bai Linlin, who perfectly embodies the image of a "pure and innocent" female idol, but she struggled with her high notes and was clearly not as good as she used to be.

The fourth was Li Jie, who sang a rock song. The atmosphere was great, but the arrangement was too noisy and drowned out his vocals.

Fifth place —

It was Chen Bo's turn.

The stage lights dimmed.

A spotlight shone on the center of the stage.

Chen Bo emerged from the darkness.

He stood in front of the microphone, holding a guitar.

In the audience, in the first row, Zhao Lulu and Bei Weiwei sat up straight at the same time.

Bevy put her hands together in front of her chest and prayed softly.

Zhao Lulu stared intently at the stage.

Backstage, other singers were also watching the stage through monitor screens.

Wang Han leaned back on the sofa, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest.

Bai Linlin stopped touching up her makeup and stared at the screen.

Zhang Zhenhan dropped his lazy expression and sat up straight.

Victoria Song held her teacup, but her eyes were fixed on the screen.

The prelude to the music begins.

It is a melodious tune, carrying a faint sadness and an indescribable desolation.

Another original work?

Zhang Zhenhan frowned slightly.

Or is it an old song that has been completely rearranged?

A hint of confusion flashed in Bai Linlin's eyes. This guy was still taking risks when his ranking was so low last time.

But soon, her confusion turned into shock.

Chen Bo started singing.

Cantonese songs!

"The past, the present, are gone, never to return."

As soon as the sound came out, the entire studio fell silent.

The voice was deep and hoarse, carrying a weariness born of life's trials, yet also revealing a tenderness that was both profound and deeply affectionate.

"Red, fallen leaves, buried long, in the dust."

Every word seemed to be dug out from the depths of his heart.

Every note seemed to be squeezed out with all its might.

Without showing off or being flashy, he sang it in such a simple and plain way, yet it gave people goosebumps.

"The beginning and the end are always the same, nothing has changed."

You drift on the horizon, beyond the white clouds—

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Backstage, Zhang Zhenhan's hand froze in mid-air, as if he were completely frozen in place.

Bai Linlin's mouth was slightly open, and she forgot to close it.

Wang Han's brows furrowed more and more, not because of dissatisfaction, but because of—shock.

Victoria Song's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

On the screen, Chen Bo stands in the light, his eyes slightly closed, completely immersed in his own world.

"The sea of ​​suffering churns with love and hate—"

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"In this world, it is impossible to escape fate."

In the chorus, his voice suddenly rose, carrying a tragic determination, yet also a helpless sigh.

In the audience, Zhao Lulu's eyes reddened.

This song was written for her by Chen Bo.

She said she wanted him to write a song for her to sing on the stage of "Singer".

He agreed.

She thought he would write a song like "You'll Be With Me All My Life"—gentle, affectionate, and sweet.

Unexpectedly, he wrote a Cantonese song.

A song that made her want to cry.

"Blind dates are impossible; getting close is out of the question—"

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"Or perhaps I should believe it's fate."

Zhao Lulu's eyes reddened.

He was afraid of her and his future!

But he likes her!