Instead, he performed a smooth and rhythmic basic routine.

His movements were clean and crisp, his posture upright, subtly conveying the crispness of a soldier.

It complements Jay Chou's street style.

Wow! Not bad!

Jay Chou's eyes lit up, clearly realizing that Wang Yueheng was not just a pretty face.

The two even spontaneously performed a few simple interactive actions.

Although not particularly difficult, their perfect teamwork brought the atmosphere to a climax.

The sounds of camera shutters clicking and cheers filled the air.

"So, as you can see, we not only collaborate on music, but also exchange ideas on 'kung fu'!"

"Furthermore, I would like to officially announce here that Wang Yueheng will be my special guest at my Taipei Arena concert the day after tomorrow!"

After the performance, Jay Chou put his arm around Wang Yueheng's shoulder and suddenly announced something to the media and the audience.

"Splash!"

"What? Wang Yueheng is going to be a guest performer at Jay Chou's concert?"

This bombshell news drew gasps from the audience.

"At the concert, besides singing 'Secret,' will Mr. Wang Yueheng bring another surprise song like 'The Fleeting Years'?"

Reporters immediately followed up with questions.

"Don't put too much pressure on him! Give me some face too, okay? The concert will definitely have carefully prepared segments, as for whether there will be new songs..."

Jay Chou made an exaggerated gesture of wiping sweat, then deliberately looked at Wang Yueheng in suspense, "Yueheng, what do you think?"

"Sharing the stage with Jay Chou is the biggest surprise in itself."

"As for the songs, I hope everyone can come to the venue and experience them for themselves. I'm sure you won't be disappointed."

Wang Yueheng smiled and answered the camera.

This answer both maintained suspense and exuded confidence.

The film promotion event concluded successfully.

After dealing with the subsequent media interviews and photo opportunities, it was nearly 8 p.m.

After returning to the hotel and resting for a while, Wang Yueheng changed into a more casual outfit, wearing a hat and a mask.

Then he smiled at Mo Zixue beside him and said, "Let's go. If we come all this way to Wanbei, wouldn't it be a waste not to experience the legendary night market?"

"Okay, but be careful not to get recognized and cause chaos."

Mo Zixue also showed a rare relaxed smile and nodded in agreement.

The accompanying staff assigned by the cultural troupe also arranged for discreet security personnel to follow them from a distance.

While ensuring their safety, we should try our best not to disturb their private schedules.

They chose Shilin Night Market, the most famous night market in Taipei.

As soon as you step into the night market area, a noisy and energetic wave of sounds hits you.

Along the narrow alley, numerous brightly lit stalls lined both sides, displaying a dazzling array of signs, with traditional Chinese characters flashing in the night.

The air was filled with a variety of enticing aromas: the caramelized scent of oyster omelets, the smoky aroma of Taiwanese sausage wrapped in sticky rice, the crispy aroma of giant fried chicken, and the sweet aroma of iced bubble tea...

Compared to the vibrant and unrestrained atmosphere of night markets in mainland China, the atmosphere here exudes a more crowded yet orderly and down-to-earth vibe.