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

Park Dong-hoon's facial muscles twitched violently twice.

He's used to being arrogant and domineering in Seoul, and he's always the one pointing his finger at others and yelling at them. He's never been treated like this before.

He was about to say something harsh when the YG representative stepped right in front of him, almost poking his finger into his nostril.

"Director Park, get out! Don't force us to call security." The YG representative didn't give him any face at all.

Park Dong-hoon was so angry that he pointed at them, his hands trembling.

"Fine, you guys are ruthless! We'll see about that!"

He gritted his teeth and threw down a sentence before leading the men in suits away in a sorry state.

The moment he stepped out of the room, the air in the lounge instantly became more lively.

Wu Zheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly came over, his smile as wide as a chrysanthemum.

"Jiang Che, Master Jiang! We'll do it your way! No water curtain, absolutely not! You tell us how to act, and we'll act it exactly the way you say it!"

Lee Jae-ha nodded frantically beside him, afraid that Jiang Che might really quit.

This is a venue for 100,000 people. If it's completely shut down, his career as a director is over.

Jiang Che didn't even glance at them, turning instead to the three giants: "Thanks. I'll remember this favor."

The SM executives were beaming with pride and quickly waved their hands.

"Mr. Jiang, you're too kind. It's our honor that you came to Seoul. We'll go to the front and cheer for you and Ms. Song! We'll definitely make the atmosphere as lively as possible!"

The group retreated in a grand procession, considerately closing the door behind them.

Only a few familiar faces, including Wu Ha, remained in the meeting room.

Chen He was the first to lose his temper. He slammed his hand on the sofa armrest and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Oh my god, Lyricist, you were absolutely amazing just now!"

"'How this performance goes, who decides?' — Tsk tsk tsk, those domineering CEO lines, even I want to marry you after hearing them!"

Deng Chao immediately chimed in, cooperating in a high-pitched voice, and even leaned shyly on Chen He's shoulder: "Oh dear, Brother Jiang Che, I'm so scared, please protect me~"

"Get lost!" Jiang Che kicked each of them.

Lu Han held up her phone and sighed with regret: "I was too hasty. I was so shocked that I didn't record the scene of Ci Ye confronting the chaebol."

If this were posted online, it would definitely trend on social media for three days and three nights.

Song Yuqi stood to the side, her face still flushed.

She secretly glanced at Jiang Che.

The way that man shielded her behind him just now was so incredibly handsome it was almost unfair.

Her heart was pounding wildly, practically dancing in a raucous frenzy.

Jiang Che turned his head and met her gaze: "Are you stunned?"

"Who's scared out of their wits!" Song Yuqi quickly looked away, still stubbornly denying it.

"I was just thinking, what if I really have to pay the penalty for breach of contract? I don't have the money to pay it."

"You don't need to pay."

Jiang Che walked over and casually tucked a strand of hair that had fallen onto her shoulder behind her ear.

"If we really lose money, I'll sell you to me to work for, and we'll pay it back slowly."

His fingers, which were brushing against her hair, brushed against the side of her neck, making Song Yuqi's hair stand on end.

"You wish," she muttered under her breath, her ears turning bright red.

Wang Mian chimed in quietly from the side, "Yuqi, I think your job is just a pretense; you're really looking to be a boss's wife."

"Shut up!" Song Yuqi angrily grabbed a cushion from the sofa and threw it at him.

Wang Mian nimbly shrank behind Deng Chao, narrowly escaping disaster.

There were five minutes left before I went on stage.

Staff knocked on the door from the outside to remind them.

Song Yuqi tried to calm her breathing, but a sense of tension welled up again.

This was the first time she sang a newly written song in front of 100,000 people.

Some people lack confidence.

"Jiang Che, what if I forget my lines later?" She rubbed her palms together, her nails unconsciously digging into her palms.

Jiang Che shoved the microphone into her hand and grabbed her wrist with his other hand: "You sang so passionately during rehearsal, and you still forgot the lyrics?"

Song Yuqi looked at him.

This man always speaks in such an infuriating way, yet he always manages to precisely calm her down.

A deafening cheer erupted from the front desk, and even the floor in the backstage area shook.

"Let's go, let's blow up the place."

Jiang Che released her hand and turned to walk towards the passage.

Song Yuqi watched his retreating figure and couldn't help but laugh.

To hell with the water curtain, to hell with the see-through outfit.

With Jiang Che around, she doesn't need any of that nonsense to grab attention.

on the stage.

The lights in the giant dome that housed 100,000 people were all turned off.

Only a single, cool spotlight shines on the center of the stage.

Song Yuqi stood in the pillar of light, wearing a silver short dress and a cream-colored long coat.

The whole place fell silent.

She raised the microphone, her voice clear and resonant, carried through every corner by top-of-the-line audio equipment.

"I learned a magic trick today. With just a snap of my fingers, the whole world will go dark. Come on, 3, 2, 1!"

Song Yuqi raised her right hand and snapped her fingers crisply in front of the microphone.

The cold spotlight on the stage then went out.

The entire 100,000-person giant dome was plunged into absolute darkness.

"What's next?" Song Yuqi asked playfully, holding the microphone. "I'll say the numbers 3, 2, 1."

The whispers of tens of thousands of people inside the venue gradually grew louder.

"When I say 3, friends on the third floor, your glow sticks will light up."

The audience was stunned for a second, then erupted in a huge roar.

Fans were completely ignited by this unconventional interaction.

Song Yuqi took a deep breath and shouted at the top of her lungs, "3!"

Swish.

Tens of thousands of fans in the third-floor stands cooperated perfectly, turning on their light sticks in unison.

A vast sea of ​​pink light instantly illuminated the sky above the venue.

In the shadow of the side platform.

Jiang Che leaned against the metal frame with one hand in his pocket, his gaze passing over the sea of ​​light and settling steadily on the girl laughing freely in the center of the stage.

Wu Zheng slapped his thigh excitedly, exclaiming, "Amazing! Absolutely amazing! This atmosphere is a hundred times better than that broken water curtain!"

Lee Jae-ha's face flushed red: "Teacher Jiang, how did you come up with this tactic of directing 100,000 people like extras?"

Jiang Che didn't turn around, his gaze still fixed on the stage: "She should be standing there openly and honestly, she doesn't need to do those shady things."

Wu Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and wanted to ask for more details.

Jiang Che raised his chin, interrupting him: "Listen to her sing."

Inside the SVIP private room.

The SM executive's hand, holding a wine glass, froze in mid-air: "They don't even provide overhead lights, and they're just trying to control the situation with a single sentence?"

The YG representative stared intently at Song Yuqi's confident and composed demeanor on the big screen: "Mr. Jiang not only writes songs, but his stage choreography skills are also incredibly advanced."

"Has anyone in the domestic planning department proposed this kind of interactive model?" The JYP director leaned back on the leather sofa and glanced at the other two.

The YG representative shook his head: "Not many people dare to use blind lighting in a venue with 100,000 people. If you're not careful, it will be a complete flop."

"But not only did he dare, he went all out." The SM executive put down his glass, his tone turning serious. "And he calculated that Song Yuqi could handle it."

The JYP director straightened his suit sleeves, his gaze intense.

"We just went to confront the conglomerate for his sake. Even if the penalty for breach of contract doubles, it would be worth it for us."

on the stage.

As Song Yuqi listened to the deafening screams in her earpiece, the tension in her heart completely subsided.

She tilted her head back, her voice clear, sweet, and incredibly penetrating: "2!"

The lights on the second-floor stands lit up in response, and the aperture of light contracted further inward.

The atmosphere inside the venue heated up dramatically, with everyone raising their hands and chanting in rhythm with her.

"1!"

The glow sticks on the first floor inside the arena suddenly exploded, and the entire dome was completely ignited in that instant.

Song Yuqi smiled sweetly and looked in a certain direction.

I like you so much.