A strange phenomenon occurred in the city tonight. Shopping malls, pedestrian streets, restaurants, and residential areas were all eerily deserted.
Many shops had even closed early.
Everyone stayed indoors, fearing that watching the "Dance Dream Boys" live stream later might draw them into the dance's emotional depths, causing them to inexplicably start dancing erratically in front of others and make fools of themselves.
Students from schools and academies, including the Capital Dance Academy, North Dongxuan University Dance Academy, Hai Chen University Dance Academy, Qingbei University Dance Academy, and Minjia University Dance Academy, were all glued to their dorm rooms, anxiously awaiting the stream.
Of course, many couples gathered together, hoping that the "Dance Dream Boys" would perform another classic healing love dance like *Love and Sin*.
*Love and Sin*, a modern dance, had become an internet sensation—a divine work of art for healing broken hearts.
Couples experiencing relationship rifts or facing danger could watch it together.
After dancing along, their relationships would often be restored, a phenomenon frequently reported in comment sections and live stream chats.
For those in a bad mood, watching tap dance videos while drinking and stomping their feet was a popular way to vent their frustration and lift their spirits.
Those who preferred something more wild would turn to street dance videos.
After dancing along, they'd end up with sore muscles but a good sweat, feeling years younger.
"Honey, with so many people online, can Jiang Ning handle it all? What if his fans demand he take off his mask?"
In their room, Liu Mengyan was deeply worried about her son-in-law.
"Don't worry about this, dear," Su Yunlong said. "Jiang Ning's thick skin and silver tongue will probably keep his fans in check.
What I'm afraid of is them demanding another performance of *Love and Sin*. This is a live broadcast, with no censorship. Little Meng will have to make an appearance."
Meanwhile, in Jiang Ning's hometown of Jiang Village, Jiang Haiquan and Ye Shulan sat in their room, their hearts pounding with tension.
"Wife, this is... too much! Almost two hundred million!
Normal live streams get hundreds, maybe tens of thousands at most. Ning'er must have stirred up a hornet's nest!" Jiang Haiquan stared at the live stream's viewer count, completely stunned.
"Husband, this just proves how amazing our Ning'er is! He's become famous! Didn't you hear?
Even the women washing clothes by the river were talking about the Dance God earlier.
Now, every household is probably locked inside, staying home to watch the broadcast!" Ye Shulan said proudly.
"Wife, remember, the Dance God is our Ning'er. Don't let slip a word."
Ye Shulan nodded. "Don't worry, dear. I know the drill."
Nine o'clock arrived swiftly.
Jiang Ning appeared on the stream wearing a Monkey King mask.
"Dance God, I love you."
"Dance God, I love you."
"Dance God, I love you."
"Dance God, I love you."
"Dance God, I love you."
***
In an instant, the bullet comments were flooded with messages like this, revealing the remarkable organization of the Dance Dream Boys' obsessive fan base.
"Thank you, thank you, family. Thank you to all my fans for your unwavering support," Jiang Ning said, his voice altered.
Yet his master-level singing ability gave his words an irresistible magnetism.
The online fans were instantly captivated. They hadn't expected the "Dance Dream Boys" to be so skilled at dancing *and* possess such a beautiful voice.
"Dance God, I love you! Sending flowers to represent my heart."
"Dance God, I adore your dancing! I don't have much money, so I'll just send you the Magic Phoenix Building."
Little Mary has sent a helicopter ×1
Your Loving Qingge has sent two aircraft carriers ×2
Capital Dance Academy has sent ten space rockets ×10
North Dongxuan University Dance Academy has sent twenty space rockets ×20
Hai Chen University Dance Academy has sent twenty-five space rockets ×25
Xia Prefecture Arts School has sent sixteen space rockets ×16
Chenchen has sent 520 Deep Sea Hearts ×520
***
"Thank you to Your Loving Qingge for the donation. Thank you."
Jiang Ning was a little overwhelmed. The donations were coming in too fast, filling the screen with all sorts of gifts.
"Tonight, I want to start with two words: apology."
"I want to apologize to the fans who accidentally saw my videos and caused a series of awkward or embarrassing situations."
"I've seen so many of your comments—some of you watching my videos in the bathroom and dancing on the toilet, some dancing with your mothers, some dancing with pillows, and some even dancing with tree trunks and streetlights.
If I disturbed anyone sleeping downstairs, I truly didn't mean to."
"I deeply regret these incidents and the negative impression they may have left on you. I'm truly sorry."
After speaking, Jiang Ning bowed deeply in the live stream.
"Dance God, you've done nothing wrong. You don't need to apologize to us."
"Dance God, your character is amazing."
"Dance God, your voice is so sweet. Can you take off your mask?"
"Dance God, you helped me find true love. Thank you."
"Dance God, what dance are you doing tonight? I want to prepare myself mentally."
"Dance God, can we see your real face?"
"Hmph, a coward who's afraid to show his face."
The chat erupted with angry protests.
"Hey, if you don't like it, get out of the live stream."
"Hey, you, your house number? Give it if you dare."
"Damn it, whoever dares to badmouth my beloved will have me to deal with."
***
The person who had been cursing Jiang Ning was instantly drowned out by his die-hard fans, who left him too intimidated to post another comment.
"Thank you, thank you to all the fans for your donations and support. Thank you, thank you for your understanding and encouragement," Jiang Ning said, clearing his throat.
He continued, "I wear this mask not out of fear of anyone disturbing my normal life, nor because I'm timid. But if you all truly want to see me without it, I'll grant your wish.
However, I hope that once you know where I live, you won't come to disturb my life, okay? Thank you."
"Dance God, it's alright. We'll support you even with the mask on."
"Dance God, we'll always support you."
"Dance God, we'll always support you."
"Dance God, we'll always support you."
"Dance God, we'll always support you."
***
"The next few dances would be much more impactful if I wore a mask."
"Are you all ready? I suggest you lock yourselves in your rooms. If an awkward situation arises, don't come out and blame me."
Cocoa Jia has sent 99 roses.
Qingbei University Dance Academy has sent 30 spaceships.
Minjia University Dance Academy has sent 20 spaceships.
Chen Family Corporation has sent 15 stealth aircraft.
***
The donations kept coming, even though Jiang Ningque couldn't pause to thank each donor individually.
"Next, I'll be performing a Mongolian dance called 'Painting You.' Take a look at what I'm wearing today. Those of you who are observant might have already guessed what it represents.
I hope my dance will transport you to the grasslands, allow you to experience their beauty, and set your spirits free. Music playback."
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