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

"That belongs to Jiang Yi, right?"

How did you know?

"Look at the one in the middle, Chen Ming! Don't you recognize him?"

"Holy crap, it really is him!"

"Is that Chen Ming? He looks so young..."

"Of course, she's only nineteen."

"Are those two next to him Jiang Yi's other two contestants?"

"He sang 'Ode to Young China'? That's terrifying."

"I feel like if we save that song for the finals, we might even win."

"So, does his bringing it out now mean... he has something even more powerful?"

"It shouldn't be that bad! He should just get the championship."

"He used such a top-notch song as 'Ode to Young China' so early on; we have a chance of winning!"

Those gazes, whether curious, scrutinizing, wary, or examining, came from all directions and landed on Chen Ming.

Fu Yun walked beside Chen Ming, feeling the gazes around him, and muttered to himself:

"Truly, a person's reputation reflects the influence of their family."

Xia Die laughed beside her and said in a voice only the three of them could hear, "Junior, did you see that? The way they looked at you just now was clearly wary."

Chen Ming continued walking, his expression unchanged, and deliberately asked, "Really?"

"Yes!" Fu Yun nodded vigorously. "I know that look all too well. That's exactly the look I got when I saw you backstage!"

Chen Ming glanced at him.

Fu Yun immediately changed her tune: "Of course, I don't look at you like that anymore! Now I look at you with admiration!"

Xia Die laughed out loud.

The three of them found a corner seat and sat down; their numbers were 056, 057, and 058.

Fu Yun sat down, still sighing, "This is what it feels like to be intimidated... I wish I could be this fierce someday."

Chen Ming leaned back in his chair, watching the contestants walk in one after another, and casually said, "They definitely have a chance."

Fu Yun's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Really." Chen Ming nodded. "Attend more classes, study more, and one day..."

Fu Yun: "..."

Xia Die laughed so hard her shoulders shook.

Just then, the door was pushed open again.

A new batch of contestants joined.

Walking at the front was a girl wearing a simple white T-shirt and light blue jeans.

Her attire was ordinary, but her face was anything but. Her features were exquisite, as if painted, her eyes were bright, and she wore a single ponytail. She exuded a clean and lively aura.

As soon as she entered the room, her eyes began to dart around, as if she were looking for something.

No, I'm looking for someone.

His gaze swept over rows of chairs, over faces, and finally settled on a corner.

It landed on Chen Ming.

Her body trembled slightly.

She seemed a little afraid of Chen Ming deep down.

but!

The best way to overcome fear is to face it!

Now she has to face her fear!

She took a deep breath, her eyes hardened, and she strode forward.

As for his gait, well...

Chen Ming watched as the girl strode over with an air of indifference, her eyes filled with a determination as if she were about to join the Party.

She suddenly stopped halfway through her journey.

Then, like a deflated balloon, he slunk back home.

Chen Ming: "..."

What's going on?

Before he could react, he saw the girl run to the door, lean against the wall, and pat her chest, panting.

After catching her breath for a few seconds, she encouraged herself and took another step forward.

After taking a few steps, he turned back with small, quick steps.

This was repeated several times in a row.

Chen Ming, witnessing this scene, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He spoke, his voice not loud, but loud enough to reach the girl's ears:

"Hello, how can I help you?"

The girl immediately stood up straight.

Like a student being called on by the teacher.

She stared blankly at Chen Ming, blinking her eyes.

That's the sound.

The voice that overwhelmed her on the newcomer song charts.

Her voice is quite nice.

No, no! Now is not the time to think about this!

She needs to make an explanation.

First of all! She's not socially awkward!

Secondly! She's definitely not socially awkward!

Finally! She is definitely not socially awkward!

She was just... a little afraid of Chen Ming.

I don't know how to bring it up.

You can't just jump in and say, "Hey! Chen Ming, why did you take first place from me?"

This doesn't sound like human language.

This doesn't sound like something a super-duper beautiful girl like her would say.

Now that Chen Ming had spoken up, she finally mustered up her courage.

She took a deep breath and walked up to Chen Ming.

"Hello!" she said, her voice clear and bright. "Your name is Chen Ming, right? I've heard your songs on the new song charts, they're really good! I especially like them!"

Chen Ming looked at the girl in front of him and suddenly realized.

Aww~!

It turned out they were his fans.

He suddenly realized that this girl was a little strange.

It's strangely cute.

It's normal for fans to be a little nervous when they see themselves.

A smile involuntarily appeared on Chen Ming's face, and his voice softened slightly:

"Thank you for your interest. Are you also a contestant on the show?"

"Mmm!" The girl nodded vigorously.

"My name is Shen Yuewan." She introduced herself, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Chen Ming, as if expecting something.

Chen Ming nodded, emphasizing his fan-friendly approach: "The name is really nice."

Shen Yuewan blinked.

This answer... doesn't seem quite right?

She blinked expectantly again:

"Does this name... ring a bell?"

She and Chen Ming at least fought it out on the new song charts! Chen Ming should remember her name!

Chen Ming was taken aback.

Do you remember?

Does this name have some special meaning?

He got into a brainstorming session.

A frantic search began for information about the name "Shen Yuewan".

Yue Wan?

Got it!

Chen Ming's eyes lit up, and he spoke confidently:

"In Chinese culture, the moon often represents beauty, gentleness, and mystery. Wan, on the other hand, embodies more of the qualities of gentleness, elegance, and subtlety. Combining these two characters, we can see that the name 'Yue Wan' may symbolize a person who is as gentle and elegant as the moon."

Chen Ming paused, then looked at Shen Yuewan intently:

"It really suits you."

Chen Ming felt that he was a genius.

To think they could come up with such a perfect answer!

He's practically the number one fan-loving person in the music industry!

At this moment, Shen Yuewan, standing opposite him, was completely desperate.

She stared blankly at Chen Ming, at his sincere face, and at his sincere words.

How could someone with a mouth that's in the thirties (30 degrees Celsius) utter such cold words?

Oh.

She thought that since she had competed against Chen Ming on the new song charts, she and Chen Ming were at least rivals.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ming couldn't even remember her name.

In Chen Ming's eyes, his opponent was not even worthy of being remembered by name?

uncomfortable.

want to cry.

Shen Yuewan couldn't help but look up at the sky.

The lights on the ceiling were blinding.

But her heart was already clouded with sorrow, Ming Sang.

She still wouldn't give up.

She took a deep breath and asked again, "Have you listened to any other songs on the newcomer chart?"