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

Grandpa Lin.

Ye Chen suddenly raised his head, his pupils shrinking slightly.

He exploded at that moment!

He remembered! The little girl in the book's world had a father who was an undercover narcotics officer who had already sacrificed his life.

No one in the room understood what the name "Grandpa Lin" meant.

But Ye Chen understood.

He had seen that name in a drug rehabilitation documentary: the burning of opium at Humen in 1839. More than 180 years have passed, and the old man is still standing there, with people still shielding him from the long night.

Duoduo's father was the one who kept watch over Grandpa Lin at night.

He took off his police uniform and disappeared into the shadows.

From then on, no one knew his name, and his tombstone didn't even bear his real name. His children could never tell their classmates, "My dad is a policeman."

Because drug dealers are still watching, because some people have not yet been brought to justice, because even heroes die in anonymity.

Ye Chen suddenly smiled.

That smile was faint, yet it brought tears to her eyes.

"Duoduo, Uncle will tell you a secret."

Duoduo opened her eyes wide.

"Grandpa Lin was the first person in our country to go fishing." Ye Chen's voice carried a strange gentleness. "He's very old, and his eyesight isn't very good, so he could never catch anything."

"Your dad is amazing; he's the best fisherman. That's why Grandpa Lin asked him to come and help."

Duoduo tilted her little head: "Will they have to fish for a long time?"

"Yes." Ye Chen's eyes welled up with tears. "That fish was huge, and incredibly cunning. It hid very, very deep. Dad needs to hide, he can't be found, and he can't call home."

"So it's not that Dad doesn't visit Duoduo in his dreams. It's just that he needs to be quiet when he's working."

Duo Duo's eyes lit up noticeably: "Did he catch any fish?"

"Of course I caught one," Ye Chen said, emphasizing each word. "Your dad caught a really, really big fish. But the fish is so big, and the road is so far, it will take a very, very long time to bring it back."

"He asked his uncle to tell you that he misses you and your mother very much."

Duoduo's little mouth pursed, and tears began to well up in her eyes, but she was very sensible and stubbornly refused to cry.

"Then...when will he be back?"

Ye Chen's voice choked with emotion but firm: "Wait until Duoduo grows up. When you grow up, you'll know where your father is."

"Because growing up takes time."

"When the big fish arrives home, Dad will be home too."

Duo Duo's mother finally couldn't hold back her tears and cried out. She covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from making a sound and disturbing this rare appointment.

Sobbing filled the room.

Just then, Ye Chen suddenly made up his mind: "Brother Xu, I need paper and pen. Could you bring them to the stage?"

"Friends here, please wait for me for five minutes, okay?"

"Let's change this interaction to—writing a song for this child."

Xu Hao, completely bewildered, came onto the stage with paper and pen in hand.

Ye Chen took the pen and paper and whispered a few words of advice in his ear, and his eyes widened suddenly!

It's like I heard something incredible!

Then, with a doubtful look on his face, Ye Chen sat down at the piano in the band and started writing and drawing on paper.

His movements were fluid and graceful; he wrote lyrics and composed music almost simultaneously.

【The Flying Insects】

Xu Hao and the band's principal player and pianist almost popped their eyes out!

Xu Hao, in particular, felt his understanding of the world crumble in an instant!

In less than a minute, just as instructed, Ye Chen produced a simple and beautiful melody!

At the same time, Ye Chen pressed the microphone in his earpiece and whispered a few words.

Ye Chen's voice rang out in the control room, the assistant's headset, and the broadcast room:

"Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I know this song isn't on the reported playlist. Whether it's a fine or an explanation, I will take full responsibility."

"But tonight, I must sing a song."

"This song was asked to me by a father to sing for his daughter. It's also a song he himself couldn't sing himself."

Inside the broadcast room.

Lin Xiaotang and Chen Ping looked at each other in bewilderment!

"What... what should we do in this unexpected situation?" Lin Xiaotang asked anxiously and worriedly.

What a wonderful concert! It seems Ye Chen wrote a song and sang it right there on the spot!

This is completely non-compliant!

Unfortunately, this is exactly what happened to her, an official, at the scene!

"This..." Chen Ping was also encountering such a situation for the first time, and he kept weighing the options in his mind.

"I'll report this situation first. Secretary Lin, you can keep an eye on whether Ye Chen's content is inappropriate for public gatherings."

After a long pause, he finally managed to utter this sentence: he would give a vague answer when he reported it, saying that Ye Chen's violation was due to Lin Xiaotang's failure to supervise properly.

Lin Xiaotang nodded innocently. In her opinion, Chen Ping, being a local, was the fastest at recruiting people, and she, as an outsider, was the best partner to supervise Ye Chen.

……

At this very moment, the band has the sheet music and is practicing the accompaniment.

Everyone in the audience thought it sounded pretty good.

Behind the stage.

After Xu Hao relayed Ye Chen's request, the directors, subtitle editors, footage technicians, lighting technicians, and other staff members were all working frantically.

Fortunately, Ye Chen's requirements were not high; he just needed a simple effect.

Therefore, they can achieve it quickly.

……

"This, this... Ye Chen wrote a song on the spot?!" Teng Ge'er craned his neck, his eyes almost popping out!

He couldn't believe it at all; Ye Chen could actually write a song in four or five minutes!

But the unfamiliar and disjointed accompaniment of the live band forced him to believe it.

Zhang Yiming and Jin Haiji exchanged a glance, both seeing a storm raging in each other's eyes.

They had never heard of Ye Chen's incredible songwriting skills!

Putting aside the quality of the song, just look at how fast it was composed – are you impressed?

"My god! It takes me one or two months to write a song, and Ye Chen did it in three to five minutes?!" Zhang Yiming felt a chill run down his spine!

"This accompaniment...?" Li Shuyuan frowned deeply. "This accompaniment has a serious problem."

"It is indeed somewhat...dark?" Professor Zhang fell into self-doubt. "How can such a bright and ethereal accompaniment contain elements of darkness?"

"What's there to discuss? This piece wasn't hoarded by Ye Chen, it was just copied and stitched together. The darkness was definitely something they forgot to remove when they were stitching it together!" Wu Yifan said with a swollen face, sounding quite serious.

……

Several minutes passed, and the band became familiar with the playing style.

Ye Chen's gaze returned to Duo Duo's location: "Excuse me, ma'am, may I bring Duo Duo up on stage to sing a song for her?"

Duo Duo's mother nodded, tears welling in her eyes.

Ye Chen and his staff gently carried Duoduo onto the stage.

"Please turn on your phone flashlights quietly, let's work together to bring Dad back, okay?"

Instantly, without any prompting, all the cell phone flashlights in the room lit up simultaneously.

One lamp.

Ten cups.

A thousand cups.

Ten thousand lamps.

The stadium, which could hold 10,000 people, transformed into a vast galaxy.

As the prelude began, Ye Chen slowly sang: "The dark sky hangs low."