C1168 A Song to Become a God
C1168 A Song to Become a God
Hu Qiaoxue and Gong Yuwei's expressions were not much different from Xia Zhiyan's. They had completely forgotten their previous doubts about Ye Chen. At this moment, there was only Ye Chen's figure in their eyes and only Ye Chen's voice in their ears.
"I am advising me to... forget about you..."
After the last sentence of the lyrics, Ye Chen's high pitch changed and became low. As if he was going to write out his complicated feelings, many of the disciples present actually shed tears. They were influenced by this song, or rather, they were influenced by Ye Chen's performance.
After the song ended, the entire scene was silent at first. Then, a thunderous applause erupted, like thunder from the nine heavens, and it seemed as if the entire sect was going to be overturned.
"Prince of Love Song, this is the real Prince of Love Song! Prince of Love Song, this is the real Prince of Love Song!"
"Junior brother, junior brother, I love you, I want to marry you!"
"Prince Charming, I want to give birth to a child for you, I will love you for the rest of my life!"
... ""
The girls in the hall could not suppress their excitement. Many of them even stood on chairs and shouted loudly at the stage, as if they were afraid that Ye Chen would not hear them.
"Good, good, good!"
Not only the disciples, even the elder in the sect stood up and gave Ye Chen a warm round of applause, expressing their admiration for him in their hearts.
Ever since the Spirit Sword Sect was established, there had been a New Year's Eve party every year. However, in history, there had never been a year where it had shocked everyone. This was definitely a great improvement in the history of the Spirit Sword Sect.
And the ones who brought all this with them were the new disciples of the Blue Sword Hall. They had already started to inquire about Ye Chen's name.
Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders. This song was his favorite song in the past. He had practiced hard for hundreds or thousands of times, and coupled with his experience from two lifetimes, it had such an outstanding effect that had captivated thousands of young girls.
"Yuwei, are you really sure he is a country bumpkin?"
Hu Qiaoxue swallowed her saliva, but she found that Gong Yuwei did not respond for a long time. She turned her head and looked. Gong Yuwei was like a husband's stone and still did not move even now.
"Yuwei, what is wrong with you?"
Hu Qiaoxue shook her for a while before Gong Yuwei stiffly turned her head around.
"Xiaoxue, why do you think he always surprises others?"
Gong Yuwei's expression was extremely ugly. The talent Ye Chen had shown so far was all about eating, drinking, and having fun. It would not have much effect on the future development of his career, and she thought so too.
But now she realized that Ye Chen's things had deeply attracted her. It had reached a point that she could not understand. She was afraid that she hated it, but she could not control herself.
She was sure that she was a rational person. That was why she had a basic judgment of Ye Chen from the beginning. She also firmly believed what her father Gong Liang had said. Ye Chen did not have the ability to bring her happiness. Ye Chen could not be a superior person.
However, the things that Ye Chen had done these past few days had become more and more shocking, and they couldn't be erased from her heart.
"Yuwei, you..."
Hu Qiaoxue did not know how to answer, but at this moment, deafening shouts came from the surroundings.
"One more song, one more song!"
Everyone in the audience raised their fists and shouted loudly, showing signs of not letting Ye Chen off the stage.
Ye Chen, however, did not satisfy their wishes. He made a gesture of farewell to everyone. He turned around and left. He entered the backstage. The new host had forgotten to host the program. She excitedly ran in front of Ye Chen. Her eyes were filled with stars.
"Senior brother, I want to chase you. Can you tell me your WeChat?" She looked serious and nervous, afraid that Ye Chen would not agree.
Ye Chen smiled and shook his head lightly. "Cultivate well. Don't think about these things all day long!"
He waved his hand and left quickly. He was really worried that if he did not leave, this junior sister would not let him go. Ye Chen handed the guitar to a boy and asked him to pass it to Feng Haibin, while he himself left the sect.
Currently, Ye Chen's target was naturally the Floral Valley.
Before he left, he had already instructed Tang Junyi to go to the Floral Valley to look for him if there were any problems. He would stay there for the next two weeks.
...
On the second day after the New Year's Eve party, Ye Chen's reputation was incomparable to anyone in Spirit Sword Sect. He even firmly suppressed Hua Feng.
"Prince of Love Song," "Junior Sister Killer," and other titles were all pinned on his head. There were countless girls who came to the Blue Sword Hall to deliver love letters.
Even the elder in the sect attached great importance to Ye Chen, a new disciple.
Gong Yuwei's mind had been in a mess today, and she could not calm down to study at all.
It was like a stone had been thrown into a calm lake. Ye Chen, this outsider, had barged into her life without any scruples, and she would never forget this name from now on.
Hua Feng, Tang Tian, who had been regarded as an influential figure in the sect garden, was now completely uninteresting compared to Ye Chen. There was no comparison at all.
After being in a daze for a day, Gong Yuwei could not bear it any longer. She walked quickly towards the Blue Sword Hall, wanting to meet Ye Chen. Even if she did not know what to say, she still wanted to have a chat with Ye Chen.
When she reached the entrance of the Blue Sword Hall, she wanted to call Ye Chen, but found that the table that belonged to Ye Chen was empty.
"He's not here?"
She was a little curious, and Xia Zhiyan walked over at this moment.
"Are you looking for him?"
Xia Zhiyan pointed at Ye Chen's desk.
"Yes."
Although she was a little embarrassed, Gong Yuwei still nodded lightly.
"He did not come to the sect today."
Xia Zhiyan's tone was a little disappointed. When she slept last night, her mind was also filled with Ye Chen's glance that seemed to have transcended ten thousand years. Now, she also felt empty in her heart when she couldn't see Ye Chen, as if something was missing.
"He didn't come to the sect?" Gong Yuwei frowned, "Do you know what he went to do?"
To Gong Yuwei, Xia Zhiyan and Ye Chen must have a good relationship. She even saw them on a date that night.
Xia Zhiyan shook her head and said, "How would I know what he went to do? I thought you should know."
"Me?" Gong Yuwei asked curiously and asked, "Don't you know him very well? I saw you guys that night..."
Xia Zhiyan was stunned and immediately knew that Gong Yuwei misunderstood.
She smiled bitterly and said, "That night was the end of our Blue Sword Hall's gathering. I followed him. Do you think he will be alone with me? With his personality, it seemed like other than Feng Haibin who could talk to him, I have never seen him take the initiative to talk to anyone."
When she thought of Ye Chen's indifferent attitude, her heart sank.
"Is that so?"
Gong Yuwei heard that Xia Zhiyan had nothing to do with Ye Chen and she was subconsciously happy. But this meant that Xia Zhiyan really did not know where Ye Chen went.
Xia Zhiyan saw Gong Yuwei's somewhat disappointed look and suddenly had a feeling of empathy.
"Maybe he will come in the afternoon."