On camera.
Ye Chen lifted his fingers from the piano and looked toward the camera. "Second on the leaderboard, I wonder if this song, 'Sadly, There Is No If,' captured your regrets?"
"Yes! 'Sadly, There Is No If' put my regrets into words perfectly. Ye Chen, thank you. You really are a musical genius. I'm so impressed that you could create such a great song in such a short time. This gift was worth every penny, and I'll keep supporting you in the future." The person on the other end of the video call replied.
"Thank you for your support and your gift," Ye Chen said sincerely once more.
Anyone who could send so many gifts and make it to second on the leaderboard was a major patron. Even though Ye Chen no longer needed the money, he still treated these generous patrons with respect and gratitude.
After the second-place patron left the call, the third-place patron was brought on.
When the video connected, a foreign beauty with long, wavy blond hair appeared on the other end.
The third-place patron's appearance sent the livestream into an uproar again.
The comments grew lively, too.
"Wow~~ The third-place patron is a gorgeous foreign beauty! Ye Chen's got way too much charm."
"You're only realizing that now? Ye Chen's songs have been popular overseas for ages. The internet's so advanced these days, and international students have been recommending him like crazy. As an international student and a die-hard Ye Chen fan, I've done my part, too!"
"As expected, Chinese music really is top-tier. Ye Chen is incredible!"
"I wonder what country this beauty's from. Will she ask Ye Chen to sing a foreign song? Could he be stumped?"
"Have some faith in Ye Chen. There's no way he'll be stumped."
"..."
The foreign