Heavenly heavens! What shall we do? The Chinese audience and American Chinese spectators sitting in the audience were deeply disheartened by the scene, while the American public, in contrast, were increasingly vocal in their complaints, with some even eager to storm the stage. The situation was urgent. Gao Liang, full of passion, took a swift step onto the stage, seized the microphone that the American host was about to use to announce the cancellation of the performance, and in fluent American English addressed the entire audience: "Ladies and gentlemen! I am a proud Chinese! Though I am now in the United States, my heart has always remained in China. If you don't mind, let me take on the role of Xiang Yu, the male lead in 'The Farewell of King Huai'!" How fluent that American English was! It was hard to believe that such a speaker was a Chinese with yellow skin and black eyes. The American audience instantly fell silent. Gao Liang then performed a segment of Lee Lee's "Chinese Kung Fu." "Wow! This is truly authentic Chinese Kung Fu!" The Americans were utterly astonished. "Oh my goodness! "I've recognized him! That's Mr. Gao Liang, the CEO of Electronic Arts!" One sharp-eyed American "Need for Speed" enthusiast exclaimed excitedly. "Oh my goodness! I never thought I'd have the privilege of meeting Mr. Gao Liang, the world's game king, here at this galas! I'm so glad I bought this ticket today! So glad!" Another American gamer beamed with enthusiasm. "Gao Liang, my idol! A true Eastern man! Gao Liang! Amazing! Let's support you together!" The American women in the audience were thrilled, surging toward the stage like a tide, so enthusiastic that security staff couldn't keep up—many beautiful American women approached Gao Liang, embracing him and presenting him with large bouquets of flowers, dedicating their youthful admiration to their hero. The American women spontaneously offered kisses and embraced him, a sight that left many in awe. After a warm wave of excitement, Gao Liang picked up the microphone and continued speaking in his fluent American English: "Ladies and gentlemen!" "The King of the River and the Lady of the Dance" is a traditional Chinese dance and song performance. Here, I am joining this young lady in presenting a new dance piece, and at the same time offering our most powerful and moving vocal performance to you! Please give us a warm round of applause!" The audience immediately erupted into thunderous applause. Gao Liang, with a playful gesture, pretended to say, "I didn't hear it!" This simple and charming remark greatly energized the audience's enthusiasm, and the applause grew even louder—lasting for a full five minutes, a remarkable achievement in Gao's performance history. In a corner, the General Director watched with admiration and delight, saying, "What excellent talent! This is exactly the kind of outstanding talent our country needs. Still, there is a lingering concern—after all, to truly bring the character of Xiang Yu from 'The King of the River and the Lady of the Dance' to life, one needs the caliber of a professional actor." At that moment, a bright spotlight had settled on a beautiful young female actress, the two of them fully immersed in their performance. In that instant of eye contact, both paused, stunned. "Wow! It's no wonder I've seen her before! Isn't she Dong Mengyao?" High light took Dong Mengyao's hand, and Dong Mengyao looked at him in equal surprise. There was no time to exchange words—the stage time was measured in seconds. Thus, both focused entirely on their performance. High light boldly broke new ground, completely departing from traditional approaches—something neither Dong the artistic director nor Dong Mengyao had anticipated. The audience, too, watched in wide-eyed anticipation, eager to see what would unfold. "Wow! A completely different dance step every three minutes!" one enthusiastic American dance lover exclaimed. "A kaleidoscopic dance style!" another American praised enthusiastically. "The seamless fusion of classical and modern, Eastern and Western—this is truly Chinese beauty!" Renowned Broadway theater critic Chris delivered an electrifying review. Yet, before the applause had fully settled, Dong Mengyao made a critical error—she had never learned this brand-new dance style. As a result, she faltered during a crucial turning sequence and nearly stumbled, only to be steadied by Gao Liang. While several journalists focused on Dong Mengyao's misstep, Gao Liang remained remarkably composed. He softly said to her, "Look at me!" Using his speech to draw the audience's attention, Gao Liang rallied his energy, drawing forth the celestial sword—a symbol of his status and authority. The moment the sword emerged, the atmosphere surged with excitement, and the crowd erupted, especially the American audience, who were absolutely thrilled. The female host, speaking with palpable enthusiasm, explained: "This sword, once worn by our first president, George Washington, is now being wielded with regal grace and commanding presence by the world's gaming champion, Gao Liang." "Xiang Yu has truly come alive!" "Xiang Yu has truly come to life!" Many American audience members were shouting passionately. At that moment, they heard a heroic song: "With strength that can move mountains, with spirit that surpasses all—yet I cannot go, I cannot go, what shall I do? O Yu, O Yu, what shall I do?" The song filled the air with sorrow and resignation, and the entire audience fell silent. Then, a clear, resonant voice rose: "The Han forces have swept across the land on all sides; the Chu songs echo everywhere. My lord's spirit is spent—what can I, a humble lady, do?" The audience turned to see Dong Mengyao singing with a voice as pure and heavenly as music. To Dong's team and other Chinese performers, it was surprising that both Gao Liang and Dong Mengyao were singing in American English. While Dong Mengyao's English was slightly less fluent, her heartfelt performance fully compensated for the momentary imperfections. "Perfect pairing!" one Chinese audience member shouted, clapping enthusiastically. "Mr. Gao Liang is Xiang Yu, and Miss Dong Mengyao is Yu Ji!" Immediately, the American journalists took notice and began giving them enthusiastic thumbs-up: " You are extraordinary Chinese! Your performances are simply outstanding—our admiration knows no bounds! The artistic director and the other actors all clapped and cheered: "Gao Liang, Dong Mengyao! For China! China needs you! The motherland needs you! The Chinese people need you!" As soon as these words were spoken, the voices of the American audience surged louder than theirs: "Gao Liang, Dong Mengyao—our American people need you! People around the world need you!" The praise never ceased. Tonight, no one could sleep, for at the most renowned theater of musical and dramatic arts—the Broadway—this extraordinary performance is unfolding. Such a level of excitement and impact in American history is rare—even the once-celebrated *Titanic* did not achieve such a sensation. This Chinese narrative of life and triumph, performed in America, will be etched into the history of American opera houses and will become a treasured part of the world's artistic and cultural heritage. Before the first song had finished, another one began: "I stand in the fierce wind, yearning to dispel my endless sorrow, gazing toward the sky as clouds shift. With sword in hand, I ask the world—who among them is a true hero?" High Liang's tender, heartfelt voice, sung in both Chinese and English, deeply moved the audience. "High Liang! You are the hero we will always cherish!" The Chinese and American audiences alike shouted this in unison—an unprecedented moment, never before witnessed in High Liang's presence. Under the guidance of her supervisor, Dong Mengyao boldly portrayed the role of Yu Ji. Every glance, every expression, every smile, and every note of song was dedicated to one person—High Liang, the hero before her. She wished to convey the most touching and heroic love story of all with her genuine emotion. The audience saw: Dong Mengyao dressed in the attire of an ancient beauty, dancing with a sword. In the stage play, in 209 BCE, Xiang Yu assisted Xiang Liang in killing the Governor of Huaiji and launched a rebellion in Wuzhong. Yu Ji, deeply fond of Xiang Yu's bravery, married him as his concubine and often accompanied him on military campaigns. After Xiang Liang's death, Xiang Yu became the second-in-command and was later promoted to the rank of Supreme General, with Yu Ji closely by his side. During the Chu-Han War, when Xiang Yu was besieged at Gaixia (in Lingxian, Anhui), his forces dwindled and his supplies ran low, he heard the sound of Chu songs from all around at night, believing that Chu territory had been entirely lost. While drinking, he sang the stirring "Gaixia Ode" to Yu Ji, who danced and wept, finishing the lines: "The Han forces have conquered the land; Chu songs echo from every direction. Xiang's noble spirit has faded; what hope remains for me, my humble wife?" She then drew her sword and took her own life, and was buried at Gaixia. Today, in the southeast of Lingxian, Anhui, there Dong Mengyao portrayed Yue Ji's passionate, life-and-death love story with Xiang Yu during their rise to power with extraordinary depth and emotion, earning enthusiastic applause from many audience members. Gao Liang, as Xiang Yu, delivered a more commanding and regal performance, radiating the aura of a true king. As Gao Liang sang, "In my heart, you are the most loyal—through joys and sorrows, through life and death, you have poured your deepest affection, while I have remained steadfastly loyal, even to the point of sacrificing my own emotions," Dong Mengyao was deeply moved, tears streaming down her face, and clutched Gao Liang's hand tightly, profoundly touched by their love story. The audience erupted in cheers for the two. Together, they sang along with Gao Liang: "In my heart, you are the most loyal—my tears rise to heaven, and even in the next life, I shall rise to greatness, returning when the golden sun is at its peak." After the song, both performers drew their swords and took their lives, bringing the entire dance drama of "The Parting of the Hero and the Lady" to a powerful and poignant close. "Wonderful! The well-known Broadway theater critic Chris, through the public address system, delivered the highest praise to the entire audience. "We've done it! Thank you so much, Mr. Gao!" Director Dong stepped forward and shook Mr. Gao's hand. Dong Mengyao, in turn, unconsciously held onto Mr. Gao's other hand until a crowd of reporters arrived, when she reluctantly released it with a touch of regret. "Mr. Gao, upon your return to the United States, what are your new plans?" asked a reporter from The Wall Street Journal. "I intend to go to Hollywood with this lady!" Mr. Gao said, and the audience was instantly delighted. "Wonderful! Wonderful! We'll surely see even more exciting performances!" Many American citizens clapped enthusiastically. Mr. Gao and Ms. Dong Mengyao were warmly surrounded by American journalists and numerous audience members, receiving flowers, applause, and cheers—Ms. Dong, who had never performed in New York before, was especially delighted. Following the performance, Gao Liang and Dong Mengyao's outstanding performances generated a box office revenue of $60 million for the China National Centre for the Performing Arts Ballet and Dance Company, bringing honor to the nation. Gao Liang was awarded a gold medal by the company with a prize of $6 million, while Dong Mengyao received a silver medal and $1 million. Both Gao Liang and Dong Mengyao were invited by the general manager of the Broadway Metropolitan Opera to the 1888 Presidential Suite at the Kempinski Hotel in New York. The general manager also presented each of them with a high-level employment offer letter, stating that if they were interested, they could contact him the next day. After that, he promptly left, leaving Gao Liang and Dong Mengyao still deeply moved and excited. The two handsome men and beautiful women gazed at each other in this warm and romantic room. "Xiaolong, I can't even imagine that as the CEO of two major international game companies, you've deeply studied American audiences' tastes in music and dance—and yet, you've perfectly delivered the most important performance of my life!" Dong Mengyao said warmly and gratefully. "Actually, games are life, and life is a game! When I understand the game, I understand life!" Gao Huang's words were full of philosophy, and Dong Mengyao listened intently. "I'm truly delighted today—I must thank you sincerely! I'll raise my glass to you!" Dong Mengyao took the red wine brought by the server, passed it to Gao Huang, then took another glass herself. She lifted it high, signaling for a toast. The server left, and the two of them continued to drink together. Dong Mengyao actually didn't drink much—she had only gotten excited at the moment. Soon, her face turned rosy, and her body began to feel uncooperative; her steps grew unsteady as she walked. Gao Huang gently urged her to stop drinking and enjoy the moment. But Dong Mengyao opened another glass of red wine and poured it into her own cup, smiling, "It's so delicious! I'm so happy!" Just as she finished drinking, she felt herself losing her balance. Fortunately, Gao Liang supported her, and she gently leaned against his warm embrace. "Xiaolong brother! Do I look beautiful?" Dong Mengyao murmured, half-drowsy. "Beautiful! Beautiful! You've had too much to drink. I'll carry you to bed." Gao Liang reached to help her get onto the bed. After gently placing Dong Mengyao on the soft bed, Gao Liang intended to step away, but Dong Mengyao pulled him back, saying, "Don't leave! My chest is aching. Am I really drinking too much? Please check for me!" Gao Liang reached out and touched her chest. "So warm! So warm!" Dong Mengyao half-closed her eyes, saying, "Help me take off my outer robe! I'm so hot!" Her outer robe was removed, revealing the softness of her upper body. The soft light filtered through the sheer lingerie, revealing Dong Mengyao’s two full, lush breasts—pale, delicate, round, generous, and flawless. Without thinking, Gao Qiang reached out and gently touched them. They were so elastic, the texture delightful. Unaware of the touch, Dong Mengyao was suddenly electrified. “I’m so tender! Below my chest!” she urged, “Please rub me!” Gao Qiang complied, pausing his hands at her navel. “Still below? Even further down!” Dong Mengyao spoke in a suggestive tone. Gao Qiang didn’t go any further, yet Dong Mengyao looked disappointed, asking, “Do you really not want me?” “You’re my cousin! I can’t!” Gao Qiang’s nature was deeply traditional. “No, I’m not your cousin. This is my birth certificate!” From among the now-removed outer garments, Dong Mengyao produced a slightly yellowed birth certificate. Gao Qiang was stunned. “Mengyao! You’re actually the daughter of Director Dong! Then I can never have you!” "Dong Mengyao cried, deeply saddened, saying, 'Do you know? When I was young, my mother raised me for three months. By then, she had already considered me her daughter-in-law. To make you accept me, my mother even called me your distant cousin!' Gao Liang was stunned—this person he had always called his sister was, in fact, a fake. It was already around 10 p.m. Gao Liang, due to practicing the dual cultivation of male and female energies, would experience restlessness and agitation whenever the specific time of 10 p.m. passed without continued practice. At this moment, his body felt as though it were being burned by a flame. 'I can't do it anymore! The dual cultivation is failing! If only I had known this would happen, I'd never have agreed to practice it!' Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. 'Xiaolong, what's wrong? Are you unwell?' Dong Mengyao touched Gao Liang's forehead—it was scorching hot. 'My lower body! My lower body! I can't take it anymore! I'm going to die!' Gao Liang said, his face flushed crimson." Dong Mengyao looked down and saw that the crotch of her pants had already been torn, revealing the fabric—her face instantly flushed with embarrassment. "Mengyao! I know you're a good girl! But I can't let this happen! I can't ruin your happiness!" Gao Liang's lips were now trembling; his words came out in a shaky, trembling voice. The situation was getting worse and worse. "Stop talking! I know you need this! In fact, I've always been yours!" Dong Mengyao said nothing anymore. She began unbuttoning Gao Liang's shirt. Just as Gao Liang finished shouting, he realized that his lower body had been taken into her mouth and felt the intense heat of his passion instantly cooled and released. "Meiyou! You! You..." Gao Liang gazed at Dong Mengyao with deep gratitude as she gently massaged and treated him. "Xiaolong! From today on, I'm yours!" Dong Mengyao shifted her position—she was now on top, while Gao Liang was beneath her. The two were engaged in vigorous exercise. High Light watched as Dong Mengyao rose and fell with the rhythm of his movements, swaying gently from side to side, her hair flowing freely. The softness of her upper body surged like waves, especially alluring. "Mengyao! Hold my hand—we'll practice dual cultivation together!" High Light couldn't help but invite her. They practiced dual cultivation in various postures, fully coordinated. Though Mengyao was shy, before High Light, she was as tender and attentive as Yu Ji, gracefully yielding to his commanding, regal presence—much like Xiang Yu's bold and majestic aura. "I'm going to become a immortal!" Mengyao exclaimed, her face flushed with satisfaction under High Light's special attentions. "I'm almost there too!" As soon as High Light finished speaking, Mengyao felt a surge of liquid forcefully pouring into her body, deeply penetrating her. "Ah!" With this, High Light released all the discomfort he had been experiencing, receiving a full physical therapy and experiencing a significant replenishment of his spiritual energy. To everyone's surprise, Dong Mengyao had also reached the most sacred state at this very moment. "Oh, what a wonderful sensation! Husband! I really love this feeling!" For the first time, Dong Mengyao had ever called Gao Liang "husband." Gao Liang felt a great delight: now he had another wife. With this pace of development, I'm certain I'll surpass Wei Xiaobao.