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

"Uncle! Hurry up! If you miss Ye Chen's opening act, I'll disown you!"

Fang Weiguo was being pulled along by his little niece, his leather shoes were stepped on and knocked off three times, and his tie was almost tied into a hanging rope!

"Slow down, sweetie~ Uncle's lumbar disc is about to herniate, you're going to burst me!" Fang Weiguo was sweating profusely as he participated in his first concert.

"Uncle, where did you buy your ticket?" The young man next to him, who didn't have a ticket, looked on with envy.

"My niece stole it," Fang Weiguo replied, panting heavily.

The young man paused for half a second, then asked, "Uncle, does your niece... need an uncle?"

Meanwhile, they were three meters underground.

"Hey buddy, is this the inside of the venue?" Luo Feng asked, holding up his live-streaming pole and wading through the sewer.

His roommate was holding the planning blueprints, looking at them with a face full of doubt.

"Should we go to the right...?" my roommate said timidly.

Luo Feng snatched the blueprints and turned them upside down: "You fucking held the blueprints upside down!"

After several turns, the two entered the area "directly below the inner area" and were immediately dumbfounded!

A dozen or so men in protective suits and masks were squatting in a row!

"You're here, bro? All the seats are already taken. There's a brick over there, you two can squeeze in," the leader greeted him warmly.

Looking at this group of people who were even more professional than themselves, Luo Feng and his companion were completely bewildered!

Why are sewers so popular?!

At this moment, Luo Feng's live stream was filled with laughter:

[You can hold blueprints upside down? Are you some kind of devil?!]

[Holy crap! The sewers' inner field tickets are sold out! Stay tuned for the next show!]

[Hilarious! They even picked out a spot in the sewer! Haha~]

[Ye Chen's concert was outrageous! Someone even crawled through a sewer to attend his concert!]

What's even funnier is that this spot was already packed! Everyone was risking their lives for Ye Chen!

……

The Huanglong Sports Center was packed with people who couldn't get tickets.

The special police cordon was not reduced; instead, several guard posts were added.

The area outside was packed with people, and despite the clamor, everyone was waiting for Ye Chen's voice.

Many of them travel long distances to mountains and seas just to catch a glimpse of their idols from afar.

Having learned from their previous experience with tree tickets at Jinyun Mountain, Shengtang has now installed wooden ladders next to the roadside trees outside the stadium.

This is to prevent fans from getting injured while climbing trees to film concerts.

Of course, offstage, there were also numerous online celebrities, big and small, promoting their products and services.

"Family members, tune in to my live stream! Tonight, I'll be sharing Ye Chen's singing with you!"

"What? You guys say we can't see Ye Chen from outside the stadium? I want to see him too, but I don't have a ticket!"

"Aren't you guys serious? You actually want to see Ye Chen sing off-key on stage? Is his singing really as amazing as you guys say?"

"What, you guys also want to see Ye Chen break down? But this is Hangzhou, not a mountain city. There aren't any mountains around here that we can climb to broadcast this live to you!"

"..."

At this moment.

There are still a few minutes until the start of the second match.

Ye Chen was backstage, where makeup artists were touching up his makeup and checking the details.

Xu Hao was so nervous he was clutching his heart: "Brother Chen, there are only ten, ten minutes left, you, you mustn't be nervous."

Seeing his stuttering, Ye Chen rolled her eyes. "Do I look that nervous?"

"Brother Chen, more than half of the songs on this list are extremely difficult to sing!" Xu Hao said with concern. "If you mess up, your reputation will be ruined!"

Just imagine, all the trending topics will be about how Ye Chen couldn't even sing the high notes of the song he wrote himself, even with his butt clenched.

How embarrassing!

Xu Hao is still hoping that Ye Chen will use the Hangzhou leg of the show to challenge for or even solidify his status as a top-tier celebrity.

Now, please, please don't crash! My goodness!

"Nonsense! I'm just excited!" Ye Chen rubbed his hands together, extremely excited. "Finally, the time has come to sing for my fans again!"

As soon as Jiang Mengting arrived, she saw Ye Chen looking energetic and cheeky.

"Alright, alright... sing for them!" She said, handing over a bottle of water. "Director Xu said your singing is difficult, so have some water to soothe your throat first."

"Okay." Ye Chen took the water and drank a few sips.

You really need to drink more water to protect your voice when singing these songs.

"Boss! Mr. Jiang?!" The assistant rushed over frantically, her weight rising and falling with worry. "The operations team said some fans went down the drain just to get to your concert!"

After she finished speaking, she took a deep breath.

"What?!" Jiang Mengting and Xu Hao's eyes widened in disbelief. "You crawled through the sewers just to get to a concert?!"

Are Ye Chen's fans really this aggressive and outrageous?!

Last time we went hiking, they even hung from a tree to listen to a concert?!

"Yeah! And... the sewers are all full," the assistant said weakly.

Xu Hao almost fainted in one breath!

He was exhausted from listening and almost collapsed: "Brother Chen, we really need to remind them to be careful this time!"

"...What are they trying to do?" Ye Chen said with a hint of helplessness.

……

Meanwhile, messages kept coming from Ye Chen's main fan support group.

Thousands of people were online at the same time, and fans at the concert were also added to a temporary group chat called "[Concert Venue]".

"Family members, Chenmi fans! There's a high chance we won't be able to get the microphone at Chen Tang's concert this time! But we can't give up, we absolutely can't let our idols collapse!"

As the start time approached, the group leader, Chen Tangbao, started causing trouble again.

"We can't sing Chen Tang's new song, and we're strictly prohibited from grabbing the microphone and interfering with him inside the venue! This is not only illegal, but also extremely disrespectful to Chen Tang!"

"But with the experience from the mountain city station, we can still target Ye Chen during the interactive segment!"

"So, as usual, selected fans can simply request older songs, and those in the front row should still politely grab the microphone on stage, while everyone else joins in a massive sing-along!"

As soon as the group admin finished speaking, thousands of music lovers responded in unison!

The group chat was flooded with messages:

Yes! This concert stage is ours again!

[I'm used to buying lyric books; I didn't use them last time, so I can't possibly use them again this time, right?]

[Exactly! We don't have many more chances to sing for Ye Chen, so we must sing for him!]

[Let him dream on! He wants us to collapse? No way!]

I practiced "Love You Till I Die" for three days, and now my voice is hoarse, but my heart is warm!

[Don't worry, group admin! I've already taken screenshots of Ye Chen's "broken defense" meme from the mountain city station. Today, I'm going to make him break down again!]

[Sister Bao... what if we don't win the Morning Sugar Interaction contest?]

"...Then hold the glow stick up higher, so he can see what a vast ocean of morning fantasies is like."

[Received!!!]

Thousands of people replied in unison, as orderly as military training.

The security guard at the scene trembled slightly as he looked at the group: "Captain... their eyes are strange, like they're about to rebel..."

The captain cursed, "Are you drunk? They're just Ye Chen's fans!!!"

Meanwhile, Ye Chen was warming up on the elevator platform.

He sneezed, rubbed his nose, and had a bad feeling: "Why do I have a feeling... I'm going to get ganged up on today?"

……

A few minutes is very short, gone in the blink of an eye.

As the rhythmic drumbeats played, a ten-second countdown appeared in the center of the stage screen!