CP Rankings #1

In the original host's memories, there had been this episode. Fang Huiwang had always put considerable thought into the original host. After deciding to join this show together, he had arranged this performance with the production team, giving the original host an unexpected surprise.

This scene had also completely ignited the passion of Wangran CP fans after the show aired, and was hailed as the pinnacle of the Wangran CP.

But at that time, Fang Huiwang and the original host had been officially dating.

Xie Ran had originally thought that, given his current relationship with Fang Huiwang, the other man would cancel the plan. He had not expected Fang Huiwang to go through with it anyway.

Fang Huiwang had indeed considered canceling it, but after that phone call with Kuang Youfang, an even stronger impulse than before had risen within him.

He wanted to know: Had Xie Ran really moved on? Could he let go?

If Xie Ran saw scenes from ten years ago, saw all the moments they had shared, could he truly remain unmoved, stay cold, and continue fobbing him off?

And as those scenes replayed one by one, as Fang Huiwang played and sang the theme song from back then, he recalled their time together more vividly than ever before.

At the beginning, his talent had not actually stood out among the other contestants. Xie Ran had given him extra training every day. Sometimes, when practice became too exhausting and he truly could not help wanting to give up, Xie Ran would not try to persuade him. He would simply sit against the dance studio wall, watch him, and smile gently. "Then what are we going to do? I'm definitely going to debut."

Even then, he had known that Xie Ran would one day shine brilliantly and become a superstar, and that he needed to stand beside Xie Ran.

Later, he really had debuted at the top, receiving countless rounds of applause, flowers, fame, and fortune. He had begun to feel that compared to those things, love was not all that important.

But during this period, as he and Xie Ran lived together every day, he had finally come to understand with absolute clarity that the boy in his memories had indeed become incredibly powerful—and had left him far behind.

All at once, resentment rose in his heart again.

He had not moved on, so why did Xie Ran get to?

The video gradually reached its end. The image froze on the moment they had taken the debut spots together. Fang Huiwang stopped his fingers, and the guitar abruptly fell silent. His feelings, too, gradually became clear.

When memories became tangible images, the power they produced grew even stronger.

At that moment, Fang Huiwang was genuinely moved. He could no longer even feel angry over Xie Ran's perfunctory attitude and cold treatment these past days.

They had spent the best years of their lives together. He had been the one to give up on Xie Ran first. Any retaliation Xie Ran inflicted on him was entirely justified.

And he would have enough patience to persuade Xie Ran, to make Xie Ran believe that he truly regretted it.

Fang Huiwang put down his guitar and walked toward Xie Ran under everyone's gaze. He had originally prepared lines better suited to the show, but at this moment, he cast everything aside. The words that came out were purely instinctive. "Xiao Ran, today is the tenth anniversary of our debut. When I realized this day happened to fall during our filming, I wanted to prepare a surprise for you. Ten years ago today, we debuted together and walked the path of flowers together. I never expected that ten years later, we would still be appearing on a show together..."

He spoke earnestly, moving even the onlookers.

Only the person involved felt nothing at all. He even found it somewhat grating, because his AI was mocking him mercilessly. "He went off-key! Sir, he went off-key!"

Fang Huiwang rambled on for a while, only to realize that Xie Ran had no reaction whatsoever. No surprise, no emotion—not even awkwardness or anger. He still maintained President Xie's usual lofty bearing.

Fang Huiwang found it hard to believe. His heart suddenly lurched, and he could not stop it from sinking bit by bit.

With the person he was addressing refusing to play along, his self-indulgent emotion gradually turned into embarrassment. At last, he could not continue.

He gritted his teeth and asked unwillingly, "Xiao Ran, don't you have anything to say?"

Xie Ran's expression finally softened slightly. He thought for a moment. "I do."

Delight surged in Fang Huiwang's heart as he hurriedly asked, "What is it?"

"You went off-key just now," Xie Ran said. He then actually pointed out several problems with Fang Huiwang's singing. "...You count as a singer now, don't you? I suggest you improve your professional skills."

Fang Huiwang:?

Everyone else:???

At the same time, the tourists in the Sky Garden suddenly erupted in a collective gasp.

Even Xie Ran's usually unruffled face shifted. He looked in surprise behind Fang Huiwang.

Fang Huiwang instinctively turned around.

He saw the light on the enormous glass screen shifting rapidly, colors intertwining before finally converging at the center of the Sky Garden.

The walls of the New West Building used the latest technology. Besides functioning as screens, they also possessed the most advanced holographic imaging capabilities available. However, because there had been no corresponding holographic modeling technology, they were rarely used that way.

But at that moment, at the center of the Sky Garden where the light converged, a bright and exquisite young man gradually took shape. He was tall and slender, with slightly wavy black hair and a guitar slung over his shoulder. He gave Xie Ran a dazzling smile, his clear voice carrying the faintest metallic undertone. "So today is the tenth anniversary of Sir's debut? Then I'll sing you a song too."

As he spoke, he pointed at Fang Huiwang with one hand, lifted his chin proudly, and made a competitive declaration. "I sing better than him!"

Author's note: Mark: I'm an idol singing prodigy!

President Xie: ...Is my system's competitive streak a little too strong?

CP Rankings #1

As Meng Feixuan's words fell, red and blue lights rippled like water across the enormous glass wall beside the Sky Garden, layer upon layer, swiftly drawing everyone's attention.

Then, beneath everyone's gaze, highly saturated lights suddenly burst forth, as though the wall had exploded open. The light pierced through and gathered at the center of the Sky Garden, behind Meng Feixuan.

It was as though invisible hands were creating something, using vivid light as raw material to rapidly sort, weave, stack, and form bizarre objects: billboards, lightboxes, steel monsters, machines, and futuristic buildings brimming with punk style. All of them crowded together, and a neon-flashing, cluttered sci-fi cityscape rose from the ground.