The awards came one after another—he couldn't finish collecting them, simply couldn't finish collecting them.
Every award was accompanied by thunderous applause and cheers, representing the industry's recognition and commendation of Ye Chen.
Ye Chen had undoubtedly become this year's biggest winner. During the latter half of the ceremony, every song played onstage had been sung by Ye Chen, making him this year's undisputed King of Songs.
Everyone present envied Ye Chen to the extreme, yet they had no choice but to admire his ability.
For a time, the livestream chat exploded as well.
"Holy shit! Am I seeing this right? How many trophies has Ye Chen gotten already?"
"I've lost count. All I know is that Ye Chen totally cleaned up tonight~ Awards that others spend their whole lives chasing, Ye Chen got in just one year. He's seriously incredible."
"Damn, other people go onstage to accept awards, but Ye Chen goes onstage to stock up."
"Other singers: Ye Chen, just play by yourself. We're not coming next time."
"Ye Chen: Please welcome the next guest presenting me with an award."
"Winning an award is hard enough. Ye Chen just keeps winning them—he's practically a god of the Chinese music scene."
"Ye Chen: Just put a chair onstage for me. Running up and down is exhausting."
"No need to go down. Please welcome the next guest presenting an award."
"Too awesome! All the Chinese musicians on Blue Star combined can't compare to Ye Chen's talent. He's simply unbeatable for a thousand years!"
"Ye Chen is so handsome! He went completely wild tonight—the strongest King of Songs!"
"Nocturne is my absolute favorite! Ye Chen totally deserved every award he got tonight."
"If Chinese were the world's number one language, Ye Chen would absolutely stand at the pinnacle of Blue Star's