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

Ye Chen's fifth-to-last farewell concert was held in Chongqing.

Due to venue availability, the concert started at 5 a.m.

Ye Chen's performance team, director, photographers and other staff had already entered the venue to make various preparations for the opening ceremony.

Many fans, meanwhile, brought tents and "ambushed" outside the Beibei Jinyun Gymnasium in the middle of the night.

Some even climbed the neighboring mountain overnight to get tickets, going to places even higher and farther than the "mountain top tickets" inside the venue.

At this moment, messages kept coming in Ye Chen's fan support group.

Do family members need raincoats? Twenty-one pieces. I've checked the weather forecast several times; it says it will rain today.

[Chen Tang isn't a "rain god" who makes it rain wherever he goes; he just sprinkles sugar, and it's super sweet!]

Dude, stop messing around. Everyone says weather forecasts aren't that accurate, but don't make Chen Tang sound so mystical.

I just saw those bastards, starting their bets again on how many songs Ye Chen can sing.

[Does this even need an opening? Every time Ye Chen wants to finish a song, doesn't he always ask for our Chenmi's opinion on stage?]

Putting everything else aside, I brought two large bottles of mineral water this time, just so that my fellow singers could drown out Ye Chen's voice the entire time!

Those who have settled in these groups are all loyal fans of Ye Chen, mainly paying to sing for their idol!

At this moment, the assistant saw these group messages through the "mole" account and couldn't help but smile: "Hmph~ Teacher Ye Chen used to spoil you, but let's see how you manage to grab the microphone this time with the new song on the May Fourth Youth theme."

Not to mention that the entire concert will feature new songs, she was fortunate enough to hear a few excerpts during the rehearsals these past few days, and she was immediately awestruck.

In the past, fans would sing until their throats were dry at Ye Chen's concerts. This time, with all the songs changed at the last minute, will you still be able to grab the microphone?

"The concert's about to start, what are you muttering about?" Ye Chen asked curiously, having just come out of the dressing room. "By the way, when will Brother Hao arrive?"

"Oh, about Director Xu Hao..." the assistant said, counting on her delicate fingers, "The earliest he can get here... is during your second half of the game."

"Alright." Ye Chen nodded, indicating that he understood.

Without Xu Hao's backstage support, the concert will require more effort from the singer and her assistant to work together.

At that moment, the assistant's phone lit up.

It was a communication from the company's director, and she immediately alerted him:

"Mr. Ye Chen, the lighting technician, director, and cameraman are all in position. It's your turn to go up to the lift."

"Okay." As Ye Chen turned around, he instructed, "Until Hao-ge comes back, you'll take over his work. If anything happens, just follow my instructions."

At the same time, dawn broke and the stadium doors officially opened.

More than 10,000 fans flocked in from various ticket gates.

Similarly, many self-media, industry peers, and paparazzi also mingled among the fans.

Also invited by Shengtang:

The show features a host of prominent figures, including sharp-tongued music critic Zhang Rui, national treasure-level singer Li Shuyuan, Professor Zhang from the music academy, popular idol Wu Yifan, and Zhang Yiming, a rival who was once on par with Ye Chen…

After exchanging greetings, they took their seats in the special guest area.

Only Wu Yifan frowned deeply.

Seeing the dense crowds on the mountain and outside the venue, even at 5 a.m., tens of thousands of fans were still filing in, which made him particularly unhappy.

"A concert at 5 PM? How can Ye Chen have so many fans? Did they rig the tickets or ask for favors?" Wu Yifan frowned and muttered sarcastically to his two female assistants in high-slit cheongsams beside him.

……

In the broadcast studio.

On the monitor, a scene of Wu Yifan making sarcastic remarks was playing from every corner of the venue.

"Minister Chen, this is the control room." Jiang Mengting led Chen Ping, the local Minister of Culture and Tourism of Chongqing, and a woman to sit down.

"Minister, this display screen shows almost the entire viewpoint, which meets your needs quite well."

Jiang Mengting appeared calm, but in reality, she was sweating bullets for Ye Chen.

She gritted her teeth and accepted the decision to change the playlist at the last minute.

But this time, the entire playlist is red-themed.

It even alarmed the local Minister of Culture and Tourism of Chongqing, who came to supervise it personally!

It's easy to imagine how much psychological pressure she was under.

At this moment, Minister Chen Ping first responded politely to Jiang Mengting.

He then turned to the woman politely and asked, "Secretary Lin, where do you see any shortcomings that Mr. Jiang needs to correct?"

"This viewing room is great, it covers almost the entire field of vision. The concert is about to start, so there's no need for President Jiang to worry about us anymore." Lin Xiaotang was on the verge of tears.

Working overtime on May 4th is one thing, but the key issue is that the ministry insisted on notifying the deputy minister of culture and tourism in Chongqing, a city known for its fog, to "watch" together.

They are officials, and she fully agrees that two people must be present during such missions.

But she was accompanied by a vice minister!

The problem is that the local minister is a veteran with many years of experience, yet he has to be extremely cautious with a young person like me...

This sense of disconnect made it difficult for her to let go.

"That's good. Ye Chen will be on stage soon, I need to get back to work."

After saying hello, Jiang Mengting politely closed the door and went to give Ye Chen some instructions.

Looking at the monitor showing tens of thousands of fans inside and outside the stadium, Chen Ping sighed, "This Ye Chen concert actually attracted tens of thousands of people to our mountain city! The tourism revenue generated this is probably more than it has in the past month or two!"

……

Stage aisle entrance.

Jiang Mengting looked at Ye Chen and smiled, "Director Xu Hao isn't here, are you nervous this time?"

"Nervous?" Ye Chen pointed to his nose, both surprised and excited. "I spent four days preparing! I can finally sing for my fans! Why would I be nervous?!"

"Okay, okay, aren't you nervous?" Jiang Mengting's eyes were speechless.

"The concert will follow the same old rules: there will be an interaction session after every three songs. Don't forget!" she continued to remind them.

"By the way, Ye Chen, the company's operations team said there are still quite a few fans on the next mountain who didn't manage to get tickets. Remember to give them a heads-up."

"Okay." Ye Chen nodded, then added in return, "For the second song, don't forget your line."

Faced with Ye Chen's reverse advice, Jiang Mengting smiled brightly and confidently:

"Don't worry, after all, this is the only time I can be involved in your song."

"Yeah, who told you to be tone-deaf?" Ye Chen joked.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Jiang Mengting stomped her feet angrily. "If you keep talking like that, you'll lose me as a friend!"

"President Jiang, it's time, I have to go on stage." Ye Chen slipped away and made his escape.

……

Soon, only ten seconds remained before the concert was scheduled to begin.

Ye Chen stood on the stage lift, listening to the countdown, and the noise from the audience gradually subsided.

"Thump!"

On the large screen on the stage, a countdown flashed in sync with the drumbeats.

3! 2! 1!

The countdown has ended.

"Snap!" The entire venue went dark, and then a spotlight shone directly onto the center of the stage.

The concert has officially begun.

At this moment, a pure white figure rises above the stage.

The soft light shone on Ye Chen, making him look like a pure angel, and the audience felt as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.

The entire audience of 10,000 remained silent, all staring blankly at the sole figure on the stage.