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

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

"...Uh, no."

"?"

"No! Sister Nan, look at Ye Chen! He was in Chongqing last night, and none of his ten songs have been released yet! They're all patriotic songs! He even sang about the sun rising!"

Lin Shengnan suddenly sat up!

Her eyes widened, ignoring the blanket slipping to the floor, and she gasped, "Ten songs? None of them have been released?... Has he gone mad?"

The assistant whispered, "And every single song was a patriotic anthem, bringing tears to the eyes of thousands at the scene! The entire internet is now flooded with posts about 'Ye Chen's ascension to godhood'!"

Lin Shengnan stared at her phone screen, slowly accepting reality: "I sang all night so hard... and he stole the trending topic?"

"Sister Nan...you're trending too." The assistant sent a link.

Lin Shengnan swiped the screen.

His expression changed from aggrieved to shocked, then to bewildered:

"Top trending topic: Ye Chen sings 'The Sun Shines.' Second: Ye Chen's ten new songs achieve legendary status. Third: 'Ode to Youthful China' brings the entire audience to tears..."

"Sister Nan, he's in the top six, you're in seventh." The assistant added insult to injury.

Staring at his trending search term—【Lin Shengnan, model worker】.

"...I sang all night, my voice is almost ruined, and all I got in return was a 'model worker'?" Lin Shengnan fell silent.

"At least... I appreciate your hard work."

Lin Shengnan slowly lay back on the bed, looked up at the sky and sighed, "This Ye Chen... he has no martial ethics."

Finally, she pulled the blanket over her head and mumbled, "He sings about the sun! Why don't I sing about the moon!"

"I'm going to report him to his boss!!!"

……

After Ye Chen and his group finished their meal and Jiang Mengting paid the bill, the company staff flew back to the company one after another.

They had just returned to the company when they were summoned to the Ministry of Culture.

Zhou Weikang, with a serious expression, pushed over a document: "Ye Chen, 'The Flying Insects' and 'Walking Towards the Light' were not reported, which is a violation."

"Okay, I have no objection." Ye Chen nodded calmly. "As for the fine imposed on President Jiang, just deduct it from my share."

Jiang Mengting shook her head.

She clenched her hands, asking nervously and worriedly, "Director Zhou, we accept this punishment, but can Ye Chen's song..."

"The song is fine." Zhou Weikang raised his hand to stop him, his tone much gentler. "But rules are rules. The fine of one million will go into the cultural support fund as usual."

"After this money goes into the cultural support fund, you Shengtang will be able to apply for prizes if you write good works in the future."

Hearing this, Xu Hao breathed a slight sigh of relief and said in a low voice, "Understood. Thank you, sir."

Jiang Mengting also secretly breathed a sigh of relief; as long as the fine solved the problem.

At that moment, the door was pushed open.

Vice Minister Li Shaojun walked in.

His gaze swept over the three of them, finally landing on Ye Chen's face. His voice was not loud but steady: "They've seen the video."

Just as Jiang Mengting and Xu Hao had breathed a sigh of relief, their hearts leaped into their throats again!

The two were extremely nervous!

Li Shaojun's lips curled up slightly: "The Central Propaganda Department has given special approval: From now on, you don't need to report in advance if you sing positive energy songs written for the audience on the spot at your concerts."

Xu Hao suddenly looked up, his eyes wide with shock!

Jiang Mengting froze, her lips slightly parted: "This...this means..."

Zhou Weikang, who had been holding back for a long time, smiled and pulled out a red-headed document from the folder: "Imperial sword. Take it."

Boom—!

Xu Hao and Jiang Mengting were stunned!

This...this really is an imperial edict?!

Ye Chen didn't move, his Adam's apple bobbing downwards: "Boss, today... it really was a spur-of-the-moment decision."

Li Shaojun's gaze was gentle as he pushed the document directly in front of him: "I know. That's why I'm giving you this sword."

Jiang Mengting turned her face away, not wanting anyone to see her reddened eyes.

Xu Hao was completely stunned!

After realizing what had happened, he bowed deeply to the two leaders.

Li Shaojun had already reached the door when he suddenly stopped.

His eyes were slightly red, and his voice was low: "Ye Chen."

"The day you filed your application, I thought of the martyrs' cemetery at the foot of the Karakoram Mountains. A nineteen-year-old boy, with oranges piled up in front of his grave."

Ye Chen was stunned as he held the document.

"On their behalf, I want to thank you." Minister Li's voice was slightly choked.

……

Two days later.

At Wang Xinlin's concert.

The audience waved their light sticks quietly and politely.

Wang Xinlin had been singing for an hour, and her forehead was gradually covered in sweat.

At that moment, she raised the pink microphone and said passionately, "Let's all give it a round of applause!"

"Welcome my good friend and teacher Ye Chen to my concert!"

"Let's all welcome the most handsome teacher, Ye Chen!"

"Slap slap slap...!"

Upon hearing that Ye Chen was coming, before she could even finish speaking, the applause and screams from the audience were like thunder!

"Oh my god! They actually invited Ye Chen?!"

"Oh my god! I couldn't get tickets to the concert in Chongqing two days ago, but I ran into Xinlin at her concert today!"

"Ye Chen! Ye Chen!! Ye Chen!!!"

The atmosphere at the scene was a complete contrast to her previous "ladylike and quiet" demeanor!

"Thank you, thank you for your applause!" Ye Chen said with a smile as he walked toward Wang Xinlin and greeted the audience.

The audience erupted in cheers once again after he finished speaking.

"However, Xinlin, I want to emphasize again, we are just friends, please stop calling me 'teacher' all the time..."

Faced with Ye Chen's persuasion, Wang Xinlin simply read and replied randomly:

"I know that, but along the way, you have guided me a lot."

"But the main reason I invited Teacher Ye Chen here today is to ask you to sing a sweet little song for me. This simple song, 'Love Is Always There,' won't tire you out."

Wang Xinlin has a very sweet voice.

But when Ye Chen heard this, his expression froze: "It's a simple song. If you put it that way, then I can only sing one line."

Wang Xinlin laughed and nudged his shoulder: "Alright, alright, teacher, you'll be impressive if you can only sing one line!"

She refused to believe it! At her concert, Ye Chen could only sing one line of a song?!

As the familiar prelude began.

The melody was melodious, and Ye Chen began to speak, his voice low and gentle: "My heart was pounding wildly when I peeked at her profile..."

Wang Xinlin closed her eyes and smiled.

She swayed gently to the rhythm, completely absorbed in it.

The moment Ye Chen opened his mouth, it was that familiar sweet and delicious sound!

She was ready to listen to this sweet song sung by teacher Ye Chen.

However, the next second!

Ye Chen suddenly turned to face the audience, raised his left hand, and waved it out like a conductor.

He addressed the audience on his left, his voice rising in a triumphant tone: "Come on! Those on the left, first come on!"

The audience in the left section sang in unison: "I fold my tenderness into the evening breeze and embrace it!..."

Wang Xinlin suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils dilating in shock!

Ye Chen turned to the right, waved his right hand, and his smile became even brighter: "To the right!"

The audience in the right section chanted in unison: "I've gathered starlight into a miniature sea of ​​flowers!..."

Wang Xinlin looked stunned, her mouth agape!

She took a half step back, clutching her chest with both hands, completely in disbelief: Is this still my concert?!