"That's so good! No wonder fans call him an all-around singing god..."

"I'm getting more and more excited for Yue Heng's performance at our Mid-Autumn Festival Gala!"

Amidst the continuous singing.

Not just the audience or guest hosts.

Zeng Zeyun, the director of the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, who came with Zhang Lingwei, and Gong Yurong, the host, were also standing in the control room.

Looking up at Wang Yueheng's impromptu performance, I couldn't help but sigh with admiration.

Don't go away.

"Happiness begins with letting go and loving..."

"..."

Driven by personal motives, he attempted to replace Lu Yanping, the assistant director of Wang Yueheng's gala program.

Hearing Wang Yueheng's singing on the stage of "If You Are the One" felt like having a pressure point struck.

He stared wide-eyed, speechless for a long time.

Even all the distracting thoughts in my mind seemed to be cleared away by the pure singing.

Right now, I just want to listen to this new song in peace...

...

"I want to get it back."

"My own rhythm"

So this time

"I want to bravely say it out loud..."

Kyoto Yizhuang Economic Development Zone, headquarters of Xindong Group.

President Zhao Fangdong, who had just finished another high-level meeting, was sitting in his office, his sharp eyes fixed on the computer in front of him.

Just a few minutes ago.

He had just stepped out of the conference room when he received a call from his wife.

I reminded him to check out the live stream on the Jiangxi TV website immediately.

Zhao Fangdong then learned that the new variety show sponsored by Xindong Group on Jiangxi TV had suddenly changed its guest and invited Wang Yueheng to perform.

Not only that.

Wang Yueheng, who was making his first appearance on a dating reality show, even went so far as to dress up as a deliveryman from New Oriental.

Such behavior made Zhao Fangdong like the singer even more.

Especially when hearing the blessing song that Wang Yueheng gave to the couple during the recording of the show.

The sharp gaze of a business elite softened under the influence of the song.

"Looking forward to it~ looking forward to you discovering my love."

"My care is omnipresent and comes naturally..."

Unlike the male and female guests on the show who were immersed in the sweetness of love.

When I heard Wang Yueheng sing this song.

Zhao Fangdong felt that the other person had sung his own thoughts on his career.

In particular, the company proposed to pay social insurance and housing fund contributions for its riders, so that employees could feel the company's care.

This song, along with Wang Yueheng's deliveryman outfit, undoubtedly resonated with him.

Fortunately, this time it wasn't like Wang Yueheng's fan meeting.

There's no need to worry about the risk of unauthorized recording; the audio can be played through speakers.

Zhao Fangdong then used the mouse to turn up the volume of the office speakers as much as possible.

Then he leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and listened to Wang Yueheng's live performance.

The drowsy mind and physical exhaustion seemed to be swept away by the song.

...

I guess you've already discovered my love.

"The closer you get, the clearer things become as you go through a few twists and turns."

"Don't go away..."

Under the blazing midday sun.

Inside a moving bus on the outskirts of the city.

A short-haired girl sitting near the car window tied her headphone cord into a knot around her fingertip.

The moment Wang Yueheng's voice rang out.

She suddenly remembered the corner of the white shirt she had bumped into at the corner of the school corridor yesterday.

As the girl watched Wang Yueheng's performance in the video, her eyelashes trembled slightly in the warm breeze blowing in through the car window.

Her bitten lower lip was redder than the sunset, and her fingers unconsciously drew entwined vines in the blank spaces of her textbook.

The girl's youth, accompanied by the songs in her headphones, gained an anchor point for future memories...