"Brother, don't be so talented. I can't stop the corners of my mouth from turning up."
"That very first line made the hairs on my body stand on end. I've got goosebumps already. As expected of Ye Chen."
"The first note alone has already immersed me in the sacred feeling of the snowy plateau."
"Starting off with an absolute bomb! He's godlike."
"Being high and steady would be impressive enough, but Ye Chen sang it like it was nothing, without the slightest effort."
"I feel like I'd run out of breath just singing the first line. Comparing people really can drive you mad."
"I think I could sing until my face was red, my neck was thick, and my voice was hoarse, yet I still wouldn't reach Ye Chen's level."
"..."
Seeing the screen filled with shock and admiration, Ye Chen was very satisfied. He picked up his violin and played a melodious instrumental interlude.
Then, Ye Chen continued singing, "Who brought~~~ the call~~~ of ancient times? Who~~~ left behind a thousand-year~~~ longing? Could there still be a wordless~~~ song, or is it that long-unforgettable attachment~~~? Oh~~~~~~~~~~~~
I see~~~ mountain after mountain, range after range~~~ mountains and~~~ rivers con~~~nected~~~ Yala Suo~~~~~~~~~ That is the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau~~~"
Gifts began flooding in once more.
The bullet comments did not stop either.
"Ye Chen plays the violin this well too? He's way too versatile. This isn't scientific—it's absolutely not scientific! I'm starting to wonder whether Ye Chen is an AI simulation robot. Can someone really be this outstanding?"
"What kind of robot can have three babies?"
"Grand and sweeping, vast and boundless, standing atop the highest peaks."
"Absolutely soul-stirring. This is the undisputed pinnacle!"
"Ye Chen has a Mount Everest voice on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau—the best Under Heaven!"
"That was incredible! He sang