"Ladies, stop fishing—these guys have all been hooked into simps."
"I'm a die-hard Ye Chen fan. I can be your boyfriend, but you can't steal my Ye Chen album, much less the Ye Chen jersey I managed to grab."
"Haha~~ The person above is a true Ye Chen fan."
"That fan who just got the jersey was truly a model for the younger generation. Everyone should learn from her. Does anyone have that girl's contact information?"
"Oh my god, the atmosphere there was insane. I'm literally crying from envy. Those of you who got to attend this concert, could you please stop fighting for tickets next time? [on my knees] Let those of us who've never been get them just once."
"I wanted to say the same thing! They're way too hard to get! The moment ticket sales opened that day, I hesitated for just a second, and they were gone. It only took a little over ten minutes!"
"You had time to hesitate? When I clicked in, it kept freezing and wouldn't let me pay. By the time I could pay, there were no tickets left—not even the seats way up in the mountains."
"That won't do. I've only seen him once, and the live atmosphere was just too good. Once you see it, you want to see it again. I want to see every show."
"Exactly. The more you watch Ye Chen, the more you like him. What are we supposed to do?"
"Yeah. Coming to Ye Chen's concert, I thought I was fulfilling a dream. Only after coming did I realize this was just the beginning... I'm addicted..."
"It feels like Ye Chen sings so effortlessly at his concerts. He sang four songs in a row, and he was singing and dancing just now without even getting