Cheng Che's appearance in the live broadcast had a greater impact than the director and the artists present had imagined.
For example, right now, Cheng Che's fan group has exploded.
This group was originally created by a group of girls because of the face in the " Midsummer Reply " MV. Later, as Cheng Che became famous for being the top scorer in the college entrance Zhuangyuan, tennis matches, and interviews, the number of people in the group increased several times.
But the core members are still the original group. They call themselves " Star Journey " and their daily routine involves sharing Cheng Che's photos, videos, and competition data.
The first person in the group to discover the live stream was a girl with the ID "Cheche's Little Sidekick".
She had just gotten off work and was sitting at her desk scrolling through her phone, her fingers trembling as she typed rapidly:
Just after 7:30 p. m., a message was being flooded with messages in the group chat.
[Go watch the live stream of " Life Slowed Down "! Che Baby is in it!!!]
[?????]
[What's going on??? Why is he in the Mushroom House???]
[I don't care why, I'm going in first!]
A few minutes later, the group chat fell silent.
Because everyone went to watch the live stream.
A few minutes later, the group chat exploded again.
[I'm finished. I'm finished. I'm really finished.]
[I can't even stand him sitting there drinking tea. Is that reasonable?]
Who picked out his outfit today? The waistline is killer!
[Sisters, calm down. Yan Ruanning is sitting next to him.]
[I don't care, I just want to see it.]
[Oh no, I've fallen in love with him, I'm hopeless.]
In the live stream, the barrage of comments can no longer be described as "flooding" the screen.
That was an avalanche.
Teacher He's eyes were blurry from looking at the scrolling comments next to the monitor.
He's been hosting for so many years and has seen all sorts of big events, but he's never seen a non-celebrity come on the show and the comments section go wild like this.
Teacher Huang originally wanted to read a few comments to interact with the audience, but found that he couldn't get a word in edgewise.
"There are too many comments, I can't read them all," Teacher Huang said with a wry smile.
"Then let's not read it anymore." Teacher He sighed. "Let Xiao Che sit here, and our live broadcast task will be completed."
The director was trembling behind the monitor.
The data on his secondary screen was fluctuating wildly.
The number of viewers in the live stream skyrocketed from several hundred thousand.
On Weibo's trending topics list, the top five items are all:
Cheng Che appears in a live stream about Life Slowed Down #
Mushroom House Cheng Che
Cheng Che Yan Ruanning in the same frame#
# Cheng Che #
Cheng Che Che's Unparalleled Beauty#
He opened the app, and the screen was filled with comments and topics related to Cheng Che.
He glanced at it briefly, and conservatively estimated, this wave alone had generated tens of millions of impressions.
A mere 150,000.
The director cried out in his heart:
I'm a marketing genius! I want the station manager to give me a promotion and a raise!
Cheng Che sat at the bamboo table, appearing calm on the surface.
But then he heard the director's voice through his earpiece. " Cheng Che, help bring up the topic of ' Life Slowed Down ' and steer it onto the show."
Cheng Che nodded upon hearing this.
He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then looked at the camera.
"Does anyone have any questions about ' Life Slowed Down '?"
He asked very seriously.
It's only right to do things for money.
He has to live up to the 150,000 yuan.
The chat was silent for a moment.
Then it got even crazier.
He's so well-behaved!!!!
He's actually trying to generate buzz for the show!
[I'm so upset! He could easily make a living off his looks, but he's so dedicated!]
[Wait, aren't you curious why he's in the Mushroom House?]
[Yes! Why! Cheng Che, what are you doing here!]
Seeing Teacher He quickly chimed in:
"Here's the thing, Xiao Che's tennis main draw doesn't start for another five days. Xiao Che and Ningning are from the same hometown, and they even filmed a music video together, so they came to visit the set."
Teacher Huang added from the side:
"But our director thought Xiao Che was popular and wanted to capitalize on that, so he had him film an episode as well."
Bullet comments:
[Hahahahahahahahaha]
[ Teacher Huang, you're so honest!]
[Director: Are you being polite?]
[But the director did a great job!]
Cheng Che looked at the comments and couldn't help but laugh.
Teacher He handled that situation brilliantly.
To be honest, the audience didn't feel fooled;
Just kidding, the audience found it funny.
In one sentence, he provided a reason, created a joke, and incidentally turned the "director trying to ride the wave" incident into a comedic element for the show.
Cheng Che silently gave Teacher He a thumbs up in his heart.
I still have a lot to learn.
Now, finally, we got to the main topic.
The group started chatting about their daily life on " Life Slowed Down " and the fun things that happened while filming the show. Su Jianqiu and Liang Shihua also shared their experiences at the Mushroom House.
Su Jianqiu and Liang Shihua also had quite a few fans in the live stream.
Although Cheng Che's popularity is astonishing, both male and female fans are also flooding the screen with comments, and the comment section is bustling with activity when talking about their idol.
An hour passed quickly.
Then, the talent show segment began.
The first one is Yan Ruanning.
She stood up from the bamboo chair, took the microphone, and walked to the middle of the courtyard.
When the lights shone down, she looked completely different.
The girl who used to pout, act cute, and bicker with Cheng Che is gone.
Standing there was Yan Ruanning, the singer with an overwhelming presence on stage.
She held the microphone in one hand, while the other hung naturally at her side, her posture composed.
She slightly raised her chin, and the light shone up from below, highlighting her sharp and beautiful jawline.
She didn't laugh.
When she spoke, her voice was steady, with a touch of coldness and a hint of magnetism, like the air on a winter morning.
The comments section was quiet for two seconds, then started flooding with messages.
[ Sister Ning went too far.]
[That aura is amazing.]
[ Yan Ruanning when she doesn't smile is the most terrifying Yan Ruanning.]
[It sounds nice.]
After Yan Ruanning finished singing, she bowed slightly to the crowd and returned to her seat.
After sitting down, she habitually leaned closer to Cheng Che and asked him softly, "How is it?"
"It sounds nice," Cheng Che said.
That's it?
"It sounds nice."
Yan Ruanning glared at him, but the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.
Next up is Su Jianqiu's dance.
She danced a folk dance, her movements graceful and powerful.
The courtyard lights shone on her, and her skirt swayed with her movements, like a flower slowly blooming.
Another wave of praise followed in the live chat.
Then came the jokes told by Teacher Huang and Teacher He.
Teacher Huang said:
"I went to the village to buy vegetables a couple of days ago and saw an old man selling pumpkins. I asked him if they were sweet, and he said, 'Very sweet, as sweet as my grandson.' So I bought two. When I got home and cut them open, they weren't sweet at all. I went back to him, and he said, 'I was saying my grandson is sweet, I don't know if the pumpkins are sweet or not.'"
Teacher He was laughing so hard he was slapping the table.
The live chat was filled with laughter.
[ Teacher Huang's joke is brilliant.]
[Old man: I only said the grandson was sweet, not the pumpkin.]
Isn't this funnier than stand-up comedy?
After several people took turns, people started asking questions in the live chat.
Does Cheng Che not have any shows running?
[Oh yeah, isn't the new guy going to perform something?]
[Singing is fine too, since they're just amateurs, we don't have high expectations.]
[Dancing is fine too, I'll watch him as long as he moves.]
Teacher He was a little embarrassed when he saw the comments.
He definitely didn't listen to Cheng Che sing.
If the child is tone-deaf, their self-confidence will be severely damaged.
He was about to smooth things over when Cheng Che spoke first.
"I'll sing."
Teacher He paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you sure?"
Cheng Che nodded.
He was somewhat excited.
Even though he was only facing the camera, the thought of so many people watching his performance ignited his youthful competitive spirit.
The director gave an OK sign from behind the monitor.
Teacher He smiled, "Good, commendable courage."
Teacher Huang joked from the side, "Don't have too high expectations, everyone."
Yan Ruanning turned her head and glanced at Cheng Che.
Her eyes held a hint of worry, but even more so, curiosity.
She had never heard Cheng Che sing before. Although Cheng Che's voice was so beautiful it made people weak in the knees, singing was a different story.
Cheng Che stood up and walked to the middle of the courtyard.
The staff brought over a tall, round stool with a narrow backrest, like the kind you'd find in a bar.
A standing microphone was placed in front of it.
Cheng Che sat down, one leg casually resting on the crossbar of the stool, the other leg supporting him on the ground.
As the lights shone down, he lowered his head slightly and reached out to adjust the microphone.
The comments section went wild again.
Holy crap, this scene!
[A high stool paired with Cheng Che's legs, director, you know what I mean.]
[I was already exhausted before he even started singing.]
[This posture, this lighting, this angle...]
Cheng Che raised his head and looked at the camera.
"I haven't sung many songs," he said. "I'll just sing ' The Wind Rises '."
Music begins.
The intro is very short, consisting of only a few piano keys.
Then he spoke.
"Walking and stopping along the way, following the traces of the boy's drifting..."
When the first sentence was uttered, the courtyard fell silent.
The Bard Incubus Voice was operating at full power at this moment.
His voice now possesses a captivating, gentle charm; every word that flows from his throat carries an irresistible warmth.
His voice was clear and bright, yet not thin; it was like water in a mountain stream, seemingly shallow on the surface but unfathomably deep beneath.
Even more terrifying is that his voice contains images.
When the song reaches the line "following the traces of a boy's drifting life," images automatically come to mind for the listener:
Wind, fields, people carrying bags.
Teacher He's hand, holding the teacup, froze in mid-air.
Teacher Huang dropped open slightly.
Su Jianqiu's eyes were frighteningly bright, and Liang Shihua immediately covered her mouth.
Yan Ruanning sat on a bamboo chair, looking at the boy in the middle of the courtyard.
She has heard many people sing.
Professional, amateur, high-pitched, low-pitched.
But no one has ever been able to use their voice to pull her into a world entirely constructed of sound within a few seconds.
She even forgot that she was also a singer.
In the staff area, the men holding the machines, who were originally standing against the wall, unconsciously straightened up one by one.
The photographer forgot to adjust the focus, the sound engineer forgot to raise the boom, and the stagehand's light stand was slightly tilted without them even noticing.
Cheng Che's voice was very clear, as if it had been washed with water, carrying a touch of youthful clarity.
Each word was pronounced clearly, with a slight upward inflection at the end, like a paper airplane fluttering in the wind.
"I hesitated for a moment before stepping out of the station..."
He closed his eyes slightly as he spoke the second sentence.
There was an indescribable emotion in his voice, as if he were talking to himself, or as if he were talking to someone else.
"I can't help but laugh at this trepidation of approaching home, a feeling that is still unavoidable..."
The third sentence: He opened his eyes.
Those eyes shone excessively bright under the light, so clear and pure, like the sky after a rain shower.
He simply looked at the camera, his voice flowing effortlessly from his throat, without any pretense or showmanship, as if he were telling a story everyone had heard before.
Then the live chat exploded.
This isn't just a simple flood of posts... it's an explosion!
Holy crap!!!
What kind of voice is that??
[Isn't he an amateur???? Is he an amateur????]
I got goosebumps all over!
[It's better than any cover I've ever heard, and I'm not exaggerating.]
[I've never been a fan of celebrities before, but now I'm starting to understand those who are.]
Sisters, I cried. I was listening to him sing, and I just started crying for no reason.
Cheng Che, is there anything you can't do?
[A top scorer in the college entrance Zhuangyuan, a tennis player, and now you're telling me you're a great singer too???]
[I don't want to live anymore. What's the point of me living?]
[Wait, is this really an amateur? No audio editing?]
[Live streaming doesn't allow for audio editing; he was singing live.]
I don't believe it unless he sings another song.
[Stop arguing, stop arguing, let me listen to him finish singing.]
Everyone in the courtyard fell silent.
Only Cheng Che's voice could be heard.