The fans in the audience cheered and screamed with delight once again, their applause like thunder.
As the accompaniment to "Black Plum Jam" began to play.
Ye Chen began to sing: "Leaning against a tree branch~ A dragonfly rests by the dewdrops to cool off~~~ Beneath the black plum tree where I confessed my love~ The soil sprouted~~~ So beautiful it hardly seems real~~~ Let me think a little longer~ About how to say~ the sweetest words~~~ Slowly simmering, a gentle stream that runs long~~ Thinking of forever and ever~~ We promised to grow old together~~~~ Your faint smile is just like~ black plum jam~~~ I tasted the lipstick on your lips~ Mint flavor~ It's sweet love~ Arriving with such certainty~ Because of every shy~ reaction of yours~~ Your faint smile is just like~ black plum jam~~~ The wind blows through your hair~ I really~ li~ke it~~..."
As soon as the song began, the livestream chat erupted.
Along with the voices supporting Ye Chen, quite a few haters popped up too.
"థ౪థ... I think I can manage this song. I'm going to practice right away so I'll have something to sing at karaoke."
"─=≡Σ((( つ•̀ω•́)つ I think this song would be perfect to sing to my girlfriend. She really does have a sweet smile."
"(๑˙❥˙๑) I like sweet love songs like this. It's not hard, so even I can learn it."
"Hearing this song brought back the sweet, shy feeling of secretly dating the girl I liked when I was eighteen. It really was wonderful."
"With my voice, I could sing this song with the wild feeling of a fifty-year-old man and Widow Wang streaking across the grasslands. Believe me?"
"(*￣rǒ￣) Seriously? I want to hear that, hahaha~~~"
"I could make it sound like an old lecher falling for an