As expected of a microphone Su Ningwei had custom-made at great expense. It was top quality, whether for singing or for hitting people.
Ye Chen switched the microphone back on, stood up, and took a few steps back.
"For the next song, 'Counterattack,' don't be shy. Wherever you're sitting, stand up and get moving. Let's get hyped together! And I'm giving this jacket to you as a keepsake."
Ye Chen said with a smile as he took off his custom black jacket, adorned with genuine crystals and worth hundreds of thousands.
For "Counterattack," Ye Chen was using the version Zhang Jie performed at his concert.
All the fans in the venue stood up, and another wave of excited screams erupted.
With a grin, Ye Chen tossed the jacket he'd taken off straight into the arms of the adorable little girl fan who'd bitten someone earlier.
Clutching Ye Chen's jacket, the adorable little girl fan opened her already round eyes even wider. The next second, she squealed with delight. "Aaaah! It's Brother Ye Chen's jacket! I have one of Ye Chen's jackets!"
After squealing, she held the jacket close and pressed her little face against it, taking a deep sniff. With the blissful look of a smitten fan, she murmured, "It really is Brother Ye Chen's jacket. It smells so good~~~"
The fans around her all looked on enviously.
Just then, a cool armored vehicle converted from an electric cart stopped behind Ye Chen.
Ye Chen climbed into the sleek armored vehicle.
The intro to the third song, "Counterattack," began.
Now wearing a bright silver battle suit, Ye Chen stood on a lift platform as it slowly raised him to the roof of the vehicle.
White smoke billowed across the venue, and the stage lights turned dazzling.
The 3D backdrop transformed