"He actually told my Zhou Yi to be careful? Damn it, if I find out who he is, I'm definitely going to beat him up!"

"I bet that blind guy hates him to death. He missed such a great opportunity to make money, haha."

"That blind guy's livestream viewership is about to drop back to a couple hundred again. Let him regret it!"...

In Zhou Yi's live stream, all sorts of comments and bullet screen messages started flooding in.

They all mocked Wang Yueheng for acting on his own initiative and Ou Xiaoming for missing the opportunity to gain popularity.

...

Night falls beside the overpass.

Wang Yueheng, having ended the live stream, turned to the boy and continued asking:

"Which song do you want to sing? I'll sing with you for a while and I promise I'll bring your popularity back."

"I thought there were over 10,000 people online just now? Now there are only about 3,000 left..."

Hearing him say that, Mo Zixue stood quietly to the side, realizing Wang Yueheng's thoughts.

It turns out he just didn't want to connect with Zhou Yi anymore; he didn't intend to leave.

Because they lost the popularity of Zhou Yi's live stream.

At this time, the number of viewers in Ou Xiaoming's live stream continued to drop rapidly.

Even so, it was still seven or eight times more than the usual peak of four or five hundred people online at the same time.

The revenue from this live stream also exceeded three figures for the first time ever.

It's clear that the live stream with the female internet celebrity did bring in a significant amount of traffic.

"Thank you... My sister loves listening to Wang Yueheng's songs the most, so I still want to continue singing his songs."

"Brother, can you sing his songs?"

Ou Xiaoming thought for a moment, then looked up at Wang Yueheng, who was a head taller than him and wearing a mask, and said.

"Anything is fine with me, which song would you like to sing?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yueheng gave a barely perceptible smile and continued to ask.

"Hmm... how about we choose his movie theme song 'Secret' that was just released online?"

After a moment's thought, Ou Xiaoming hesitated before speaking.

"Xiaoming...you really know how to choose..."

"The copyright of this song also belongs to the production company..."

Mo Zixue, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but cover her forehead and sigh helplessly.

Why does this kid always choose to sing songs that aren't authorized...?

Although the full copyright of the song was sold to Jay Chou's film crew.

Fortunately, Wang Yueheng also retains the commercial performance rights, so he himself will not be involved in any copyright infringement disputes.

"It's okay as long as I'm here."

Wang Yueheng whispered something to Mo Zixue, indicating that she didn't need to worry about Ou Xiaoming's copyright issues.

"Brother... please keep your voice down later, don't disturb... the brother next to you..."

Just then.

Hearing that his brother was going to continue singing songs by his idol Wang Yueheng with strangers on the street.

Ou Xiaomi, leaning on her white cane, hesitated before tugging at her brother's arm and reminding him in a soft, gentle voice.

She learned that the other party would continue to accompany her brother to perform live.

The blind girl, Ou Xiaomi, was even more excited.

Even if this person is not Wang Yueheng himself.

But the similar sound and color are not much different from going to hear that artist sing live.

Ou Xiaomi was content.

"oh…"

Ou Xiaoming didn't understand what his sister meant, so he could only scratch the back of his head and nod blankly.

The cold coffee has left the coaster.

"The emotions I held back were much later..."

As the accompanying music began.

Wang Yueheng and the young boy next to him held up microphones and sang into the phone camera.

I don't know if it was because I listened to my sister's advice or because I noticed something was wrong myself.

As they sang...

Ou Xiaoming's singing gradually faded away.

He would occasionally turn his head to glance at the fully armed passerby next to him.

His expression grew increasingly complicated.

Compared to his constant off-key singing.

This guy wearing a mask and a baseball cap sang without missing a single note.

They even sang out the emotions in the song.

Standing close to him, Ou Xiaoming subconsciously recalled the sorrowful scenes described in the lyrics.

Ou Xiaoming, who had never been in a relationship, gradually felt a sense of sadness.

Even in a daze, Ou Xiaoming had a kind of illusion.

It was as if the man standing beside him, completely hidden, was there.

That's the original idol singer who shines on stage!

She noticed that the boy next to her kept looking her over.

Completely absorbed in the song, Wang Yueheng smiled slightly and pointed to the microphone, indicating to the other person to keep up with his singing rhythm.

It's not just Ou Xiaoming.

This includes onlookers and fans in the live stream.

They gradually realized that something was wrong.

This passerby sang so well!

Both her singing and her emotions are comparable to those of a professional singer.

It's a quality that no other half-baked internet celebrity singer can imitate.

"Holy crap, his singing is so fake!"

"If Xiaoming hadn't been singing too, I would have seriously suspected they were playing the original recording!"

"This is weird. I'm starting to doubt this boy's identity..."

"That girl looked familiar, but I just can't remember where I've seen her before?"

"If only he were Wang Yueheng himself!"

"Impossible, don't even think about it. Someone so busy wouldn't come all the way to the overpass to play with Xiaoming, would they?"

In the live stream room.

Viewers who were initially complaining about Wang Yueheng hanging up on Zhou Yi's live stream were gradually drawn to his singing.

All sorts of surprising speculations emerged.

The live stream, which had previously dropped to 3,000 viewers, suddenly began to see a resurgence in popularity.

Soon, the number of people online had returned to over 10,000.

After singing "Secret" with Ou Xiaoming.

Wang Yueheng collaborated with the other party again on another new song, "Seven Mile Fragrance".

He sang all the recently released songs in one go.

"Holy crap! This person is definitely Wang Yueheng! How could anyone else sing so perfectly!"

"Even if a superstar came, they couldn't achieve this kind of live performance effect!"

"If I remember correctly, Wang Yueheng started out by busking on the street."

"Kyoto TV is nearby. He just finished participating in 'Face to Face Interview,' so it's normal for him to be here!"

"I just saw the footage from another live stream, and that pretty girl in the long dress seems to be his personal agent!"

"I bet three packs of spicy strips that this is definitely Wang Yueheng himself! His height is absolutely accurate!"...

The number of viewers in the live stream surged again.

More and more sharp-eyed netizens began to recognize Wang Yueheng's true identity.

at the same time.

The number of passersby who came to listen to the music around the overpass reached one or two hundred.

They surrounded Ou Xiaoming's side completely.

"Wang Yueheng! It must be Wang Yueheng!"

"This body type and height are definitely correct!"...

Some people in the crowd guessed the true identity of the masked singer and excitedly took out their phones to take pictures.

Soon, news of what was happening in Ou Xiaoming's live stream reached Zhou Yi.

"Holy crap, is that guy really Wang Yueheng himself?"

Watching the various comments that fans were frantically spamming in the live stream chat.

Zhou Yi, who was still using her deep V-neck to seduce her fans, felt a sinking feeling in her heart and widened her eyes in surprise as she applied eyeshadow.

Suddenly I felt like I'd missed out on a ten million dollar jackpot...