You're about to retire from the entertainment industry, yet your concerts are still so popular?

The fish took the microphone and took two steps forward.

There were also loyal fans of Hua Chengyu in the audience, all looking at Hua Chengyu with great anticipation.

Transforming into a fish, he naturally heard the audience's comments, which made him feel extremely pleased.

He was extremely proud of himself, and his body swelled up like a balloon.

Ye Chen became famous precisely because his songs were difficult to sing, right?

The three characters of "Moonlight" have fifteen turns of pronunciation, and the lyrics of "The Sutra That's Hard to Recite" are tongue-twisting.

Then I'll go for something even more ruthless!

A wordless song! There aren't even any lyrics. Let's see who can cover it!

Thinking about this...

A deliberately feigned sorrow appeared on his face, which had transformed into a fish.

"I also added the most primal emotions of pain that humans experience when facing illness. Of course, this expression is unique; only I can sing it."

Backstage.

Murong Shujin clutched the sheet music for "Love for Sale," feeling incredibly awkward listening to it.

Teng Ge'er frowned and muttered under his breath, "Making a fuss over nothing."

Offstage at the show.

Loyal fans who transformed into fish screamed from below the stage: "Transform into a fish! Transform into a fish!"

This support was like a shot of adrenaline for him.

"Now the stage is handed over to Hua Chengyu. Please enjoy his new work, 'Cancer'!"

As the host finished speaking, he slowly bowed and retreated into the darkness.

All the lights went out instantly, plunging the venue into darkness.

Only a faint, pale spotlight remained, like an operating light on an operating table, fixed on the raised face of the fish.

Transformed into a fish, it closed its eyes and took a deep breath. When it opened its eyes again, its pupils reflected a cold light, revealing a chilling excitement.

Center stage.

All that was left was him and a solitary, pale white recliner.

This was a clever little idea he specifically requested, saying it was an essential prop for singing this song.

"My song is called 'Cancer'."

The fish spoke, its voice carrying an almost boastful compassion: "Although it has no lyrics, it can sing out the soul it should have, which is the most real pain of cancer patients."

"Wow!"

The audience erupted in cheers and applause, which surged like a rising tide.

Several female fans in the front row were so excited they were stomping their feet!

Some even covered their mouths, their eyes reddening prematurely, as if they had already foreseen a tear-jerking artistic feast.

I'm very satisfied with transforming into a fish.

He nodded slightly, leaned back, and sank into the pale white recliner.

"Thump!"

All the lights in the stadium suddenly went out!

A dull thud resounded, like a hammer blow striking the top of everyone's head.

Immediately afterwards, the wind chimes swayed in disarray, and the water harp wailed, scraping against the eardrums.

The sound was sticky and wet, as if something was crawling out inch by inch from a dark corner!

The feeling was vague and unclear, like watching a suspenseful horror movie, with a sense of oppression gradually approaching and a feeling of dread.

The music started, startling the entire audience!

The female fans in the front row who were just cheering had their smiles frozen on their faces, and goosebumps suddenly appeared on their arms.

Some people instinctively gripped the armrests of their seats and swallowed hard!

The thud sounded particularly jarring in the deathly silence!

"This...this intro sounds a bit eerie, doesn't it?" one audience member muttered to themselves.

The person next to him didn't say anything, but silently turned off the glow stick.

The entire studio was filled with a suffocating feeling, as if someone had been choked.

……

The review room.

The line "Only I can sing" from the fish-turned-sink line had just landed.

Ye Chen felt as if he had been electrocuted. He immediately covered his ears with both hands and shrank into the corner of the sofa, looking like he was refusing to listen.

"Teacher Ye Chen... what's wrong?" Su Jinyun, holding a water glass, froze on the spot, spilling water all over half of her trouser leg.

"This song... might really be considered a new genre." Ye Chen shook his head, his voice flowing from between his hands.

He paused, then burrowed further into the corner of the sofa, like an ostrich escaping reality.

Because this song was sung in a completely unpredictable and disorganized manner.

Su Jinyun's eyes lit up instantly, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Even you say so?! It seems the song 'Turning into a Fish' really is amazing!"

"Impressive?" Ye Chen's lips twitched. "Did you bring earplugs?"

"Uh...?" Su Jinyun looked completely bewildered. "No."

"Then I suggest you cover it up first."

Ye Chen looked serious. Although he knew it was very impolite, he was genuinely scared!

But he didn't do anything wrong; he just wanted to live.

Life is already difficult enough.

After all, he wasn't sure if the person on stage would cause his past life's memories to replay...

In his previous life, he had only watched the video and was already so suffocated that he almost punched the monitor.

This is a live event today!

The video is already torture enough, imagine what it would be like to watch the live version!

He didn't want to time travel again because that would be the most undignified way for any time traveler to die!

Tell others that I was sent away by a wordless song sung by a monk?!

……

Shengtang Entertainment.

Xu Hao stared at the live stream screen, his face full of doubt: "President Jiang, why did Brother Chen suddenly need earplugs?"

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?" Jiang Mengting shook her head, equally confused.

But as she looked at the pale white recliner in the center of the stage on the screen, and the face turned up like a fish, her brows furrowed involuntarily.

What is the true suffering of cancer patients?

"Did Director Yang Can secretly reveal some inside information to Ye Chen?"

"Never mind, let's keep watching." Xu Hao scratched his head and glanced at the number of people online.

At this moment, the comments section almost filled the entire screen!

"I have to say, the amount of traffic that Brother Chen brought to 'Voice of Dreams' is truly enormous!" Xu Hao clicked his tongue.

……

Backstage at the program.

"Director Yang, after Ye Chen arrived in our live broadcast room..."

The back-end manager stared at the rapidly rising real-time curve and swallowed hard.

"Since the broadcast started, the number of viewers has already reached one million! That's almost a hundredfold increase!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the previously cheerful people in charge fell silent.

They all stared in astonishment at the backstage manager.

"What?!"

"A hundredfold increase since the show started airing?!"

"What was our highest record again, 'Voice of Dreams'?"

"Wow! Director Yang made the right decision! Ye Chen really brought such a huge audience!"

Director Yang Can gasped upon hearing this!

So far, all the contestants on the show are still newcomers.

However, because Ye Chen was sitting in that small house, the number of people watching the live broadcast broke the highest record since the program was founded!

Ye Chen, why are you even leaving the entertainment industry?

From now on, you can just sit on our show and be our mascot!

"And the bounce rate?" Yang Can took a deep breath to avoid appearing too surprised in front of his other colleagues.

In a variety show, it's normal for people to come and go.

Many people click in and start watching from the first minute, but leave after the fifth minute because they find it boring.

Attracting viewers is important, but retaining them is even more crucial!

"Bounce rate..." The backend manager's mouth was dry. "I'm starting to suspect there's something wrong with our backend data statistics!"