We made up at the beginning, and I continued my relationship with my secret crush

Ye Zhe left without mercy, returned to his workstation and packed up his things without even giving a glance.

The others started laughing.

"They say don't mess with female fans, their fighting power is terrifying, but I think male fans are pretty good too, hahahaha."

"That's hilarious! Of course not! If you don't even listen to covers, you're not a true fan, right?"

Ye Zhe didn't even raise his eyelids and directly retorted: "It's not that I don't listen to covers, but I've already heard the best, so other ones are naturally hard to listen to~"

He spoke very naturally and confidently.

In the live broadcast room, Gu Cheng had no idea what was happening in [Mysterious Program-542], nor did he know the plan of the man in the suit. The moment he heard the music, he was completely immersed in the singing.

This is a unique singing style that Gu Cheng has figured out.

And all this stems from his illness.

Bipolar disorder brings him more than just madness and loss; it also brings him feelings that others can hardly experience.

Excitement, madness, excitement, loss, depression...

Almost all emotions are magnified countless times for him, and all feelings are easier to feel.

Although he previously regarded all of this as endless torture, Gu Cheng learned from Tang Tian to face these pains and troubles head-on, absorbing them all as nutrients and transforming them into his own unique strength.

“They are all brave.”

"The wound on your forehead, your differences, the mistakes you've made."

“No need to hide.”

"Your worn-out doll, your mask, your ego."

"They say it takes light to tame every monster."

"They say to sew you up. No one loves a clown."

Gu Cheng's voice was clear, steady, and distinct, like a low whisper. Although soft, it contained a power that could not be ignored.

Yan Qi reacted the most. She hugged her arms unconsciously, and when she touched them with her fingers, she found that her arms were covered with goose bumps.

She looked at her skin in disbelief, the surprise in her heart surging like waves.

The colleagues behind Yan Qi also shuddered and looked at each other, their eyes full of seriousness.

Ye Zhe, who had already packed up and was about to leave, stopped and stood there in a daze, his whole body like a petrified person, unable to move. He held his breath, afraid of missing a note, afraid of missing a line of song. His scalp was tingling at this moment!

At this moment, Manager Chu rushed in quickly with his pants pulled up and bumped into Ye Zhe who was still frozen in place.

Everything in Ye Zhe's hands slipped out of his hands, and he fell to the ground.

The loud noise made everyone extremely dissatisfied. They looked at Manager Chu who was running over in a panic with annoyance, their eyes full of displeasure.

But Manager Chu didn't have time to care about all this. He only cared about his boss in the office - Bei Xuanzhi!

"Bei..." Manager Chu rushed in, but saw Bei Xuanzhi glaring at him. With a slight gesture and a fist, Manager Chu immediately swallowed back the words he was about to say, carefully tiptoed to close the door, sat stiffly opposite his desk, and looked at Bei Xuanzhi nervously as he listened to music with headphones.

Manager Chu was about to vomit to death at this time.

His headphones are so good at preventing sound leakage that you can't hear anything at all.

The soundproofing in this office is so bad that I can't even hear the singing in the office lobby.

He felt like he was abandoned by the whole world. He silently took out his cell phone and quickly turned off the sound. Even though he was so careful, he still heard Bei Xuanzhi's dissatisfied hum.

Manager Chu almost shrank up, wishing he could turn himself into a dwarf, so as not to attract anyone's attention.

He entered M. Prime Minister's live broadcast room and found that the screen was full of barrages of comments like [Crying.JPG] and a lot of [Ahhhhhhh]. The barrages were refreshed very quickly. The activity level of the live broadcast room with more than 3000 people was no less than that of a live broadcast room with tens of thousands of people.

Manager Chu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the singing was good.

Although he didn't hear the song, he was no longer so worried and even had the mind to observe Bei Xuanzhi's expression.

Under normal circumstances, Bei Xuanzhi would have stopped the other party's behavior long ago, but he was completely distracted at the moment.

Because M. Prime Minister sang so well!

Although he is now the head of Douyin, a well-known platform in the industry, before his father passed away, his dream was to become a professional e-sports player. One day, he would be able to wear LPL uniforms and go to the international stage to fight with other players in the canyon, pouring all his passion into the e-sports field.

Games were once what he considered the purest form of existence.

In the world of games, everything is determined by strength. There are no conspiracies or tricks, only love and fearlessness.

But his father fell ill and the company faced a huge crisis. He had to put aside his love and dreams and do what he once hated most with a smiling mask.

The most ironic thing is that he is extremely talented and does a great job.

But Jia's achievements still don't affect his hatred for everything he has now, and he wants to get rid of it all!

But he couldn't. The only thing he could still insist on was to try to maintain the last bit of fairness when holding the competition, which was also to protect perhaps the only clean place in his heart.

But now he suddenly began to reflect: had he become the person he hated the most? It seemed as if he had habitually and instinctively chosen the approach that would generate the most traffic?

Just like just now, the first thing he did when he saw the word "disharmony" was to create a character?

Bei Xuanzhi smiled bitterly, how pathetic.

Has he finally grown into the person he hates the most?

Many people say that he is an emotionless machine and has no entertainment other than work.

But these people don’t know that he would log into his account many times in his dreams at midnight, and even just playing a game would make him feel a lot more relaxed.

He devoted almost all of his rest time to games.

"The Lone Warrior" - How could he not love this LOL song that is popular all over the world?

But he never imagined that one day he would feel the pain of his heart being twisted together and his eyes being filled with tears from listening to the song he loved so much and which made his blood boil every time he listened to it.

M. Prime Minister is not singing, but telling a story, a story about loneliness.

In his singing, Bei Xuanzhi seemed to be able to see the person walking alone in the darkness. He was so lonely, so lonely that the world around him was as silent as death, as if there was no fire in his heart.

“Why loneliness is not glorious.”

“Only imperfections are worth celebrating.”

"Who says people covered in mud are not heroes?"

As the melody climbs, Prime Minister M.'s voice gradually becomes brighter, like the rising sun at dawn, penetrating the shackles of the night and announcing his existence to the world.

Bei Xuanzhi clenched his hands, and the tears that had been suppressed in his eyes could no longer be held back and flowed down, even though he knew that his subordinate was sitting opposite him.

But Gu Cheng seemed not satisfied at all that his audience was just in tears, and his voice finally began to become emotional.

"I love you walking alone in a dark alley."

"I love the way you don't kneel down."

"I love you and have faced despair."

"I refuse to cry."

"Love your tattered clothes."

.......

Gu Cheng continued singing without stopping.