Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

"Passed away?"

Ke Min's voice changed slightly due to surprise.

The air at the scene froze.

The prepared questioning sounds got stuck in their throats, turning into a silent exchange of bewildered glances.

The smiles on the faces of several audience members in the front row, who had originally planned to watch the spectacle, froze.

Zhang Xiaohua, who had just been moved, covered her mouth and cried even harder.

What is this?

An upgraded version of a melodramatic script?

Ke Min is, after all, a diva who has seen it all.

She quickly adjusted her posture and leaned back in her chair.

Those eyes, with their delicately drawn eyeliner, scrutinized Xu Qing.

"Xu Qing, do you know what kind of stage this is?"

Ke Min's tone was serious.

"This is 'Rising Star,' broadcast live across the entire internet."

"You said your ex-girlfriend passed away, that's a huge sensation."

"If it's revealed to be fake, you can forget about ever working in this industry again."

"I don't like it when people treat the audience like fools."

That's a very strong statement.

If it were an ordinary trainee, their legs would probably be weak by now.

But Xu Qing stood there, her expression unchanged.

Under the light, his faded shirt looked particularly thin.

"I'm not lying."

Xu Qing answered calmly.

That calmness wasn't feigned; it was a serenity born from utter despair.

"I have no intention of getting involved in this industry."

"I'll leave after I finish singing this song."

Backstage control room.

Wang Gang was just about to grab the walkie-talkie, ready to start yelling at someone.

When the word "deceased" came out, his first reaction was that the kid had gone mad.

This script is way too ambitious!

If netizens dox the source and find out that this didn't happen at all, the production team will also suffer.

"Cut it off! Cut it off right now..."

Wang Gang's finger was already on the red button to cut off the signal.

The data clerk next to me suddenly screamed.

"Director! Don't cut!"

The data analyst pointed at the screen in front of him, his voice trembling.

"It's exploded! The data has exploded!"

"The number of users online at any given time has exceeded 30 million!"

"The number of comments is already five times that of the last episode!"

The trending topic #XuQingchunLovesGodofWar# has climbed to third place!

Wang Gang's hand froze in mid-air.

His beady eyes were wide open, staring intently at the monitor.

A red line that keeps soaring on the graph is more effective than any stimulant.

In this era where traffic is king, this is a gold mine.

What script?

What risks?

Compared to 30 million views, that's nothing!

Wang Gang immediately changed his expression and shouted into the microphone.

"Cut my ass!"

"Get all the cameras pointed at Xu Qing!"

"Close-up! A face-to-face shot!"

"This is the effect we wanted!"

"This episode doesn't need editing; it's already a masterpiece!"

on the stage.

Ke Min stared at Xu Qing for a long time.

She has seen countless people, and she can tell at a glance whether someone is acting or not.

The man in front of me had such clean eyes.

It was so clean that it was just a desolate wasteland.

Do you have any evidence?

Ke Min softened her tone and became less aggressive.

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's that the audience needs an explanation."

"You said she's your online lover of three years, there should be some evidence, right?"

Xu Qing did not speak.

He put down his guitar and reached into his breast pocket.

Handle with care, lest you break it.

Everyone's eyes followed the movement of his hand.

What he pulled out wasn't a cell phone, nor any token.

Instead, it was a USB flash drive that looked quite old.

The silver metal casing was worn and blackened, and the lid was missing.

But it was wiped very clean.

Xu Qing held the USB drive in her palm, her thumb gently rubbing a scratch on it.

"This contains all our chat logs and voice messages from the past three years."

"When my phone's memory was full, I couldn't bear to delete anything, so I would export it and store it here."

"This is the only thing she left me."

Xu Qing raised her head and looked towards the large screen.

"Could you put this away for me?"

"I want to...see her again."

The staff at the scene were stunned.

This is against the rules.

Does anyone know what's on the USB drive?

In case of prohibited content, who is responsible for any live stream accidents?

Everyone was looking in the direction of the director.

Wang Gang roared into his headphones.

"What are you standing there for!"

"Let him go! Let him go!"

"I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!"

"Quickly, bring the USB drive over!"

A staff member jogged onto the stage and took the warm USB drive from Xu Qing's hand.

Xu Qing released his grip, his fingers instinctively clenching slightly.

That was an unconscious reluctance to part.

The staff member took the USB drive, glanced instinctively at the control room, saw Wang Gang's bloodshot eyes urging them on, and, fearing it would spoil the show's momentum, hesitated for two seconds before quickly plugging it into the equipment.

"I read it out."

The large screen flickered.

The lights in the entire venue dimmed.

A folder appeared on the huge LED screen.

The folder's name is very simple, consisting of only three characters.

【Little Fish】.

Cloud Top Heavenly Palace Villa.

Luo Qianyu was still struggling with the issue of her "resurrection".

When she saw the USB drive on the TV, she jumped up from the carpet.

"That's my USB drive!"

Of course she recognizes it.

Three years ago, Xu Qing was still using that old, malfunctioning mobile phone.

He said he had too many drafts saved up, and his phone kept crashing.

Luo Qianyu bought the USB drive with her pocket money and sent it to him.

She left a note in the package:

"Idiot, losing the manuscript is fine, but if you lose my selfie, I'll kill you!"

Luo Qianyu clutched her chest, her heart pounding wildly.

Could there really be selfies in there?

If those unflattering photos are released, where will she, the nation's queen of pop, put her face?

Even worse, if the email address linked to the secondary account and the occasional snippets of daily life are found to match Luo Qianyu herself, her reputation will collapse!

wrong.

The focus now is...

This guy actually carries it with him all the time?

Did they even regard it as their most precious treasure?

Luo Qianyu looked at Xu Qing's lonely figure on the screen, and her eyes welled up with tears.

"Fool……"

"We've already given you money, why are you still keeping this junk?"

They may curse, but their actions tell a different story.

She leaned close to the television, wishing she could disappear into the screen.

on the big screen.

The staff member opened the first folder.

[First year: Acquaintance]

A screenshot of a chat was enlarged.

The time displayed is 2 a.m. three years ago.

Back then, Xu Qing's profile picture was a cartoon figure holding a pen.

Luo Qianyu's alternate profile picture is a silly Patrick Star.

Patrick Star: [Wow, this chapter is so heartbreaking!]

Patrick Star: [Why did they have to kill off the male lead? Waaaaah, I cried a whole pack of tissues!]

Patrick: [Can you change the ending? Even crippling him would be fine, just don't let him die!]

A series of crying emojis.

You could feel the girl's heartbreak even through the screen.

And below this series of messages.

Xu Qing only replied with five cold words.

Xu Qing: [Tragedy is eternal.]

puff--

The somber atmosphere at the scene was broken.

Someone couldn't help but laugh.

Then came a burst of good-natured laughter.

"Hahaha! This is definitely their biological child!"

"That's hilarious! That's such a typical straight man's answer!"

"The girl was crying her eyes out, and you're talking to her about literary creation?"

"Only tragedy is eternal? Has this guy gone mad from writing books?"

"This is what online dating is all about; in real life, you'd be beaten to death!"