He was in college, but his songs were at the Grammys.

Off stage.

Tang Yuan, Zhou Xu, and Chen Ming's classmates stared blankly at Chen Ming on the stage.

The singing pierced through the children's chanting, through the afternoon sunlight, through the air, and crashed straight into the two people's ears.

Tang Yuan felt something rising up his back.

It's not cold, it's hot.

A surge of heat shot from my tailbone all the way to the back of my head, making my entire scalp tingle.

He instinctively gripped Zhou Xu's arm tightly.

This time, we really made a concerted effort.

Zhou Xu did not break free.

Because he was experiencing the same feeling.

The lyrics, the melody, the words spoken by the children, and every word sung by Chen Ming.

It felt like something was pounding against my chest.

At this moment, Chen Ming's singing voice rose several octaves!

"Youth has its own youthful exuberance."

"His body stands tall like the backbone of mountains and rivers."

"Dare to measure the sun and moon again"

"Today, I am but a young man."

As Tang Yuan listened to those words, he suddenly remembered what Chen Ming had said in the cafeteria a few days ago.

"This song is going to be crazy."

He even jokingly asked what song it was.

Chen Ming simply kept everyone in suspense and said nothing.

Now he knows.

That's really crazy.

It's not the kind of crazy technique, not the kind of crazy high notes.

It's not so much the feeling of blood rushing wildly to your head, but rather the sensation of your blood rushing to your head.

This feeling makes you want to stand up, shout it out, and do something.

He turned his head and looked around.

Among the densely packed crowd below the stage, countless faces resembled his.

Some people were in a daze, some were lost in thought, and some unconsciously straightened their backs.

No one speaks.

Everyone just listened.

Tang Yuan opened his mouth, as if to say something.

He wanted to say "Awesome!", "Holy crap!", and "Brother Ming, you're amazing!"

But those words were stuck in my throat, and I couldn't utter a single one.

Finally, he just murmured something, his voice so soft it was almost like talking to himself:

"It's really... insane."

Zhou Xu overheard this from the side.

He didn't turn his head, but simply nodded slightly.

The song has reached the chorus.

Chen Ming's voice unfolded slowly before everyone's eyes like a scroll:

"When Gan Jiang is sharpened, its edge shines forth."

"The sky is its canopy, the earth its foundation."

"Throughout the ages and across the eight directions"

"The future is as vast as the sea, and the days ahead are long."

Below the stage, Xia Die stood there blankly, her eyes reddening without her noticing.

She glanced at Fu Yun.

Fu Yun stood on the other side, exchanged a glance with Xia Die, and clenched his fists tightly.

He was just proud of his difficult piece.

He only found out now.

What defines a true strongman?

It's not about technique, it's not about high notes.

These are the words and phrases.

It's this spirit.

This is it...

"Dare to challenge heaven and earth, let us test our might."

"Who can stop us from overcoming all obstacles?"

"Though the world laughs at me, I will strive to improve myself."

"Live up to your youth"

That courage!!!

When Fu Yun and Xia Die learned that Chen Ming was going to participate in the school selection.

Their first reaction was to back down!

It's all fear!

When Chen Ming learned that he was being targeted by a top songwriter and a first-tier singer!

Chen Ming's choice is a challenge!

It's a counterattack!

From this point alone!

The two of them then realized that they were far inferior to Chen Ming!

Chen Ming is just as his song says!

"Dare to challenge heaven and earth, and test its might!"

What they lack is this courage!

The two recalled what Chen Ming had said when he came on stage.

"This song is dedicated to the school, to every student at Jiangyi University, and to every young person."

This is for every young person.

This includes Xia Die and Fu Yun.

Including the more than 10,000 young faces in the audience.

Including all the young people in the world!

Xia Die suddenly smiled, a very gentle smile: "I'll remember you, junior."

Fu Yun smiled and said, "I've remembered that too."

......

【Oh My God!】

What an amazing song!

[My scalp is tingling, my family is really tingling!]

Did Chen Ming write these lyrics?! The power is incredible!

【Chen Ming, what kind of monster are you?!】

My mom asked me why I was kneeling while looking at my phone!

This is a million times more exciting than magical Peking Opera!

[Jiang Yi is awesome!! Chen Ming is awesome! No way! I have to call my friend!! He's such a useless guy! Let him give us a shot of adrenaline!]

In the live stream room, the chat was still scrolling.

But upon closer inspection, it becomes apparent that the density of the bullet comments is increasing at an alarming rate.

Countless people are sending live stream links to all sorts of groups.

"Holy crap! Come look! Chen Ming's song is amazing!"

"@Everyone, click this link! Hurry! I'm waiting for you online!"

"Dude, you don't usually follow music, but you absolutely have to watch this!"

"Mom! Hurry up and get into the live stream! Your grandson is up there!"

"@Li Gou Dan, stop playing games! Come see the god-like player!"

"Family members! Share this! Everyone, please share this!"

In the Douyin live stream room, the number of online viewers in the upper right corner started jumping wildly.

It had already stabilized at around 500,000.

Suddenly, the number began to rise at a visible speed.

Six hundred thousand, seven hundred thousand...

The same thing is happening in Bilibili's live streaming room and Weibo's live streaming room.

In just one minute.

The combined number of online users across the three platforms surged by more than one million.

Those who were newly arrived heard those few words as soon as they came in.

"Youth has its own youthful exuberance..."

[Comment: Newbie here, raise your hand!!!]

[New here +1! My brother tagged me in the chat! He said it was some kind of abstract livestream!]

[Same here! I also thought it was abstract! But when I clicked in, I was dumbfounded!]

I was playing a game when my friend yelled at me and I ended up logging in. Now I'm kneeling down, staring at my phone.

[Newcomer, please be quiet! Listen carefully!]

[Is this abstract? This is a miracle!]

[My bro finally has some taste!]

[Listen up, newbie! This song is called "Ode to Young China," and the singer is Chen Ming, a freshman at Jiangxi Arts University.]

[Freshman? ??? You're telling me this was written by a freshman???]

I'm starting to doubt whether I wasted my four years of university.

[Stop talking, I'm already questioning my existence.]

[Plus for Peking Opera! We just finished watching the live stream, and everyone's silent.]

[Newcomers, you missed the earlier chorus, but this last part will still leave you speechless.]

I'm already kneeling, no need to remind me.

In the dormitory of the Demon Sound, the boy wearing headphones watched the number of online viewers in the live stream surge and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then, he suddenly smiled.

The smile was a little bitter, yet also a little relieved.

"Three times," he said softly. "Three times the magic and Peking Opera combined."

The person next to him didn't understand: "What, three times?"

The boy pointed to the screen: "The number of online viewers for Jiang Yi's show is now three times that of our Magic Art show."

The people next to them came over for a look and gasped.

The number in the upper right corner of the live stream is still changing.

"This..." The man opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

The boy leaned back in his chair and let out a soft breath.

"I'm convinced," he said. "I'm truly convinced."

In the Peking Opera practice room, the girl stared at the comments on the screen and suddenly spoke:

"You know, if our school's event had this kind of buzz..."

Before she could finish speaking, she shook her head.

No if.

This popularity wasn't gained through the school's reputation.

It was thanks to that song.

It's all thanks to the person standing on the stage.