The moment the top supporter spoke, the chat exploded.
"Good heavens, are Ye Chen's fans all this handsome and rich? I'm so jealous."
"Ye Chen is already so handsome, so naturally his fans won't be any worse."
"I wonder if this handsome top supporter has a girlfriend? I think we'd be a great match. After all, we share the greatest common hobby—liking Ye Chen and Ye Chen's songs."
"The beads on your abacus just smacked me in the face."
"Haha... who could refuse a handsome, wealthy boy who likes Ye Chen?"
"..."
Ye Chen replied with a smile, "Thanks for your hard work, and thank you for the generous support. What song would you like to request?"
"I know you're very capable. Since I had such a hard time getting the number one spot, I'll make things a little difficult for you. You don't mind, do you?" the wealthy young man asked.
"I don't mind. You can make any request you want," Ye Chen replied with a smile, completely unruffled. The more challenging, the better. That way, the system will have room to show what it can do.
The wealthy young man looked at him with admiration and worship. "I really liked your last song, A Man Should Be Self-Reliant. Give us another inspirational song that promotes national spirit—something that sings of the openness and courage of us Eastern yellow people. I also loved the flute you played last time. It was incredible. Add a flute intro. Traditional instruments like that deserve to be carried forward."
Ye Chen smiled. "Sure. Give me a moment to think."
At that moment, the system's pleasant young woman's voice rang out in Ye Chen's mind again.
``` [Ding! Dear host, the fan's latest request has been detected. A matching song has been automatically selected