Ye Chen nodded. "Yanjing Phoenix Nest is definitely big enough. Let's hold the second show there."
"Sounds good. No problem. Leave the rest to me, and I guarantee it'll be even better than this one," Ke An said with a smile. "They're almost ready, so we can go rehearse."
The stage lights came on.
The cameras were set up.
The music began.
Ye Chen stood beneath the lights, microphone in hand, and began to sing.
His melodious voice echoed throughout the venue.
The moment Ye Chen raised the microphone, he shone brightly, even without an elaborate stage outfit and dressed only in a low-key down jacket.
Everyone present was captivated by Ye Chen's singing.
As a seasoned singer who had already performed on the Spring Festival Gala and earned a reputation as a king of singing, Ye Chen didn't rest on his past achievements. Instead, he showed an extraordinary degree of diligence and focus.
He sang every song with care and put his all into every dance move. He never slacked off, all so he could give his fans the perfect first concert.
His relentless pursuit of artistic excellence showed not only respect for his profession but also the best response to his fans' expectations.
Ye Chen's performance sent a shockwave through the venue.
Seeing how hard Ye Chen was working, the backup dancers also gave it their all. The rehearsal was every bit as impressive as a live concert, a feast for the eyes, ears, and heart.
The directors and staff at the venue had never seen a singer take a rehearsal so seriously, especially not a king-of-singing-level performer like Ye Chen, who had appeared on the Spring Festival Gala.
Everyone present was astonished and impressed by Ye Chen's professionalism and dedication.
Everyone took the rehearsal extremely seriously. No