I'm in Wuha, and the whole internet is shipping me and Song Yuqi as a couple.

Jiang Che looked at the two bright little tiger teeth, then his gaze fell down and settled on the hand that was offered to him.

With a flick of his wrist, he enveloped all five of her fingers in his palm, their fingers intertwined tightly.

Song Yuqi felt that the back of her hand was a little hot.

But she still tilted her chin up and let him lead her hand gracefully.

Deng Chao shook his head with his eyes closed, a smile playing on his lips: "Oh dear, I'm getting old, I can't bear to see this kind of scene."

Chen He immediately chimed in: "That's right, it seems like you want to be in a relationship after appearing on a variety show."

Lu Han simply covered her eyes with a towel and yelled, "I can't bear to look! I can't bear to look! Director Wu, you have to do something about them! Single people's lives matter too!"

Amidst the clamor of a group of old foxes, Jiang Che pulled Song Yuqi toward the center of the arena.

Wu Zheng somehow produced a retro standing microphone and placed it directly in the middle of the beach.

Jiang Che stood in front of the wheat rack.

He raised his free left hand, placed it next to the microphone, and rubbed his thumb and middle finger together.

"Smack."

A crisp snap of the fingers.

The rhythm of the entire song was set directly in an open, unaccompanied space.

Song Yuqi took a deep breath and spoke as he snapped his fingers:

"Take my hand, and I know you will lead me forward."

Her voice naturally carried the sweet and clear quality unique to girl groups, with a slight tremor at the end, sounding like a handful of powdered sugar sprinkled into the air.

Jiang Che tapped his fingers on the side of his leg to keep time, and after she finished singing that line, he steadily placed his hand on the microphone to continue the next line.

"I don't need promises of forever, just that you think of me every day."

As soon as the male voice came out, the entire place fell silent.

There are no fancy tricks or flashy techniques; the clean, low-pitched vocals are like a whisper right next to your ear.

He forcefully pulled her sweet, ethereal feeling into the solid, down-to-earth atmosphere of everyday life.

The combination of high and low, sweet and deep voices is so captivating that it makes your ears tingle.

Song Yuqi turned her head to look at him, her eyes filled with laughter, and sang along lightly to the melody:

"Once, twice, three times, four times, I don't think it's too many."

Jiang Che met her gaze, and following her sweet and cloying tone, softly sang the next line:

"Follow me, and let your feet touch the sand, reflecting the emotions within."

These lyrics perfectly capture the scene of them standing on the beach by East Lake.

The two held hands, their fingers intertwined, and swayed slightly in front of the camera, instantly creating a wonderful atmosphere.

However, when singing the chorus line "I don't need the tenderness of forever," Song Yuqi seemed to miss the beat, her lips moved slightly but no sound came out.

Jiang Che did not turn his head.

But the hand that was holding hers squeezed her fingers underneath.

At the same time, he snapped his fingers twice in quick succession with his left hand.

Song Yuqi understood immediately.

Following his suggestion, she perfectly timed herself for the downbeat, her voice brimming with undisguised joy, and then finished singing the entire climax:

"As long as you belong to me every day, cherish me, protect me, and love me."

Their subtle back-and-forth movements did not escape the notice of the surrounding high-definition cameras.

The live stream chat was so dense with comments that it was almost impossible to see the screen.

[This is punishment? This is a top-tier music show stage in the Chinese entertainment industry!]

The way these two share a microphone is so sweet; Jiang Che's snap of his fingers hit my heart.

[Did you see that? Song Yuqi forgot her lines just now, and the lyricist was squeezing her hand to remind her. I'm dead, someone save me!]

……

Bai Lu stood three meters away from them with a dark expression.

She had meticulously planned for half a day and finally managed to grab a few shots in the previous segment, but now those two people had completely wiped her clean.

The song has a catchy melody, and Jiang Che clearly intended to promote Song Yuqi with a high-quality new song.

Song Yuqi is fully aware of the immense amount of traffic she's generated.

Bai Lu tugged at the corners of her mouth, trying to force a friendly smile, but her facial muscles were stiff and wouldn't obey her commands.

The last paragraph.

There were no instruments during the song's interlude, so Jiang Che simply leaned close to the microphone and hummed a chord in his own voice.

His deep breaths hit the microphone's pop filter, creating a subtle, husky, and sexy static.

Song Yuqi turned her head to look at him.

Jiang Che was completely immersed in the state of a musician at this moment.

The slightly open collar, the Adam's apple rising and falling gently with the rhythm of the beat, and the eyes that were focused intently on the front.

Hold my hand.

Song Yuqi sang the last line.

Jiang Che turned his head and smoothly added the last note and harmony.

The two of them faced each other at the same time.

In order to secure the last microphone recording, Jiang Che lowered his head slightly, while Song Yuqi tilted her chin up.

The distance is too close.

It was so close to Jiang Che's nose that it almost brushed against Song Yuqi's nose.

Song Yuqi forgot to step back.

In Jiang Che's dark eyes, she saw her own hair, ruffled by the lake breeze, and her cheeks, flushed red as if about to bleed.

The image captured by the lens is so sharp it's almost like silk threads.

Aside from the sounds of wind and water, even Deng Chao, who had been shouting the loudest, held his breath.

Two seconds later.

"good!"

Lu Han slapped her thigh and let out a loud yell that snapped everyone back to reality.

The surrounding staff erupted in cheers.

Song Yuqi snapped out of her daze, quickly took a small step back, her face as red as a ripe tomato, her palms sweaty.

But when she pulled back, she couldn't budge it.

Jiang Che was still holding her hand, with no intention of letting go.

"Old Wu, does this count as passing the test?"

Wu Zheng, holding a megaphone, was laughing so hard his mouth almost stretched to his ears.

With the number of viewers in the live stream exceeding 70 million, he now looked at Jiang Che as if he were looking at a golden god of wealth.

"Passed! Absolutely passed!" Wu Zheng waved his arms. "The production team will add two extra dishes to today's all-fish feast."

The five old foxes swarmed around them all at once.

"Wow, Jiang, you've been keeping a low profile. How much stuff do you still have on your phone that you haven't shown yet?" Lu Han bumped Jiang Che's shoulder right away.

"Yuqi, you've kept it a secret for a long time. Who was it that was telling me they were nervous under the tree just now?" Chen He added from the side.

Song Yuqi was a little unsure of what to do with her hands because of their commotion, so she subconsciously raised her left hand to smooth her hair.

Just then, Song Yuqi's agent, Sister Ping, rushed over anxiously.

"Stop! Director, please stop for a moment!"

Sister Ping rushed into the frame, sweating profusely. Without even apologizing, she shoved the phone into Song Yuqi's hand and said in a low but urgent voice.

"A series of urgent calls from the South Korean headquarters! The team needs to return ahead of schedule; the company has ordered all members to assemble at the Seoul base within twelve hours!"

These words brought the joyful atmosphere to an abrupt halt.

The blush on Song Yuqi's face hadn't completely faded, but her expression was stiff.

Although they are incredibly popular in China now, they still have an exclusive group contract with a Korean company.

This kind of emergency return trip involving the entire group is legally binding, and no matter how unwilling she is, she simply cannot refuse it.

"Leaving now?" Song Yuqi glanced at Jiang Che, then looked at Wu Zheng, her eyes revealing obvious reluctance and annoyance.

"Yes! We have to go. I've already changed my flight. It's a direct flight from Tianhe Airport to Seoul in two hours. The car is already waiting outside!" The agent was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet.

Upon hearing this, Bai Lu, who was not far away, had her face, which had been so gloomy it looked like it had been parched for a long time, instantly turn into a smile that seemed to come out of nowhere.

She quickly lowered her head, pretending to straighten her clothes, desperately suppressing the overwhelming joy in her heart.

Song Yuqi is actually leaving?! It's like even God is helping her!

The show is so popular right now that with Song Yuqi gone, she's the only female guest left on set.

Then, all the tasks and key shots for the Wuhan station will follow.

Even the center position next to Jiang Che, which is the envy of the entire internet, would naturally fall into Bai Lu's hands, wouldn't it?

Her chance to turn things around has finally arrived!

Thinking of this, Bai Lu immediately put on a concerned and reluctant expression and took small steps to Song Yuqi's side.

"Oh dear, Yuqi, are you leaving? What bad timing, but the team's important matters really can't be delayed."

"I'll cover for you in the upcoming recordings, so you can go ahead without worry."

Song Yuqi didn't even glance at her, but turned to look at Jiang Che, breaking free from the hands they had been holding.

"Teacher Jiang, it seems I won't be able to enjoy this whole fish feast."

Jiang Che felt his palm go empty. His gaze lingered on her face for two seconds before he replied, "Go ahead and get busy. I'll treat you to a meal separately when I get back."

Meanwhile, Wu Zheng, standing behind the monitor, was clutching his already thinning head in anguish.

With the number of viewers in his live stream about to surpass 80 million, his "Goddess of Wealth" and "Topic Generator" are actually leaving halfway through?!

He glanced at Bai Lu, who was eager to try and frantically trying to get close to Jiang Che.

She glanced again at Jiang Che, whose eyes had completely turned cold and who had clearly lost all interest in the recording that was about to begin.

Wu Zheng has been in the entertainment industry for twenty years and knows better than anyone who is truly tied to the current trend of online popularity.

Should Bai Lu be sent to take over Song Yuqi's place?

That would be ruining the reputation you've worked so hard to build, and you'd be cursed by all the CP fans on the internet until the show is taken off the air!

Without Song Yuqi, Jiang Che would never have followed the script.

"What a disaster..." Wu Zheng sighed, ripped off his work cap, and waved to the assistant director.

"Notify all departments to immediately cut off the live stream from the main viewpoint."

The assistant director was stunned: "Director Wu, what about our river view segment and the night cruise on the Yangtze River this afternoon?"

"Screw you broadcast it!" Wu Zheng gritted his teeth, accepting the cruel reality with a face full of grief and indignation.

"The main couple has all left, what am I supposed to use to keep the audience here? We'll have to pack up our equipment; this trip to Wuhan has to end early!"