Chapter 2189: Why Is It This Bitch

Chapter 2189: Chapter 2189: Why Is It This Bitch

And right now, Mei Xiaoyun had a serious problem with Zhang Fan.

Even if Zhang Fan had once taken the champion title at the Music Awards.

But you’ve never even released an album, have you.

How can you be this popular?

No way!

Just judging from how insanely hyped the scene is right now, this has to be at least second‑tier level.

And that first pure Gu Zheng instrumental, she’d heard it too; she didn’t believe Zhang Fan could come up with something that badass.

With Zhang Fan’s sloppy, unserious look, he can play Gu Zheng and stuff like that?

Even bragging has to follow basic rules!

The furious drum beat slammed out once again.

On the screen, the pitch‑black image suddenly lit up with a point of light.

At the same time, the violent drum beat grew deeper.

Every note felt like it was pounding directly on people’s hearts.

The entire venue exploded.

"So hype!"

"Fuck, this was really done by one guy? That Gu Zheng piece just now was soft and gentle like water! And this one, my blood’s about to boil."

"Buy buy buy, I’m getting ten copies!"

Seeing this boiling‑over scene, in the conference rooms of the eight companies, everyone’s faces broke into radiant smiles.

"This’ll definitely sell like crazy!"

"Hahaha, we’re making a killing this time."

"That guy He Shanyuan, how come he asked for such a low price this time? Isn’t he usually super shrewd?"

"Who cares, get the data panel up, let’s see how many albums we can sell today."

At presale locations across the cities, the atmosphere was blazing.

Mei Xiaoyun looked at Zhang Fan: "Heh heh, this one’s the album track! You said it’s yours, so I’m guessing you’re gonna show up in it."

Hmph, you still dare act badass in front of me, this time I’m getting my revenge!

Thinking of all those times she’d been scared stupid by Zhang Fan before, Mei Xiaoyun clenched her fist.

She was absolutely going to make Zhang Fan lose face!

But in the very next second, the big screen suddenly flared bright.

In the image, an incomparably huge Battle Drum appeared before everyone’s eyes, shocking them all.

The Battle Drum was trembling!

As if it couldn’t withstand the pounding, letting out a mournful cry.

At the same time, a human figure was blasted straight backwards through the air.

As if they’d been hit and sent flying by a little car.

Watching this, countless hearts seized up.

"What happened?"

"Is this an accident scene?"

"Holy shit, look!"

At the same time, the person who’d been sent flying bent his body, half‑kneeling on the ground.

In a flash, that person suddenly exploded back up.

His whole body spun seven hundred and twenty degrees, soaring through the air.

"Holy shit! Isn’t this supposed to be an album MV? Why does it look like a movie shoot?"

"Three meters high, six meters out, this is kinda insane."

Seeing this, Weng Shuang’s gaze suddenly sharpened!

As someone who’d already had skin‑to‑skin contact with Zhang Fan, totally no boundaries between them, how could she possibly fail to recognize that this figure was Zhang Fan.

Even though Zhang Fan had said this album was his, seeing it with her own eyes, that kind of shock and joy was incredibly strong.

At the same time, an even more violent drum beat blasted out again.

In an instant, countless people’s blood boiled once more.

"Damn, this Strength is so savage!"

"Fuck me, with a giant Battle Drum like that, this guy actually beat out a sense of melody?"

"Those Drum Sticks are thicker than my thigh, for fuck’s sake!"

Countless people were utterly stunned!

Right then, the drum beat broke off!

The figure on the screen bowed his head, gasping for breath.

The Drum Stick slowly slipped down!

The wild aura that had been raging instantly dissipated into smoke!

In its place came a desolate chill!

Especially with that figure on the screen, his tottering posture pushed that atmosphere all the way to the extreme.

Watching this, countless people clutched at their chests, and the venue fell into a strange silence.

At the same time, countless singers watching the scene through the livestream also stared wide‑eyed.

"Holy shit, what the hell! How did the whole vibe suddenly flip?"

"Fuck fuck, the background only has this one person, how the hell can it pull this off! Doing an album MV like this, this guy is absolutely a master."

"Damn it, who is this! From the side I totally don’t recognize him."

The singers who’d been keeping an eye on this presale all freaked out.

Right then, that tottering figure lifted his foot and stomped down hard.

"Thud!"

A deep, resonant voice suddenly rang out.

At the same time, a crisp sword‑cry suddenly sounded.

"Ting!"

On the ground, a streak of light suddenly flashed.

A sword shot up from the floor and dropped neatly into that man’s palm.

This insanely cool moment made the crowd erupt on the spot.

"Holy shit, a sword! Where’d the sword come from!"

"Fuck, you sure this isn’t a movie shoot?"

At that moment, a voice filled with boundless heroic boldness suddenly rang out.

"Zhao Ke’s horsehair cords trail long, Wu hooks shine with frost and snow!"

In that instant, a white radiance burst from the sword’s blade.

Blindingly bright!

Like dazzling starlight crashing down from the sky!

"Silver saddle on white steed..."

"Step!"

The figure on screen stomped again!

Right after, he gripped the sword, his entire body shooting forward like a meteor!

The singing kicked in right behind!

"Swift as a falling star!"

By this point, the crowd was already completely fired up.

This guy was practically a Heroic Wanderer come to life!

At the same time, the singers watching this scene totally lost their composure.

"Fuck, this guy actually used Li Bai’s ’Heroic Wanderer’! To this day, nobody’s dared touch that poem!"

"But he actually managed to bring the poem to life perfectly."

"Holy crap, this guy has to be Martial Arts stunt crew, right? How’d he end up in our music scene?"

"The thing is, this melody, these notes, the rhythm—there’s absolutely nothing off anywhere."

And at the venue, countless people were clicking their tongues nonstop.

"This makes me think of a Heroic Wanderer straight out of the jianghu!"

"So cool! So handsome!"

"But where’s his face? Fuck! Where’s the front shot!"

Some girls started screaming.

At the same time, the style flipped again.

A chilling aura of ruthless slaughter blasted straight into their faces!

"He kills one man in ten steps, and leaves no trail for a thousand miles!"

Watching that sweeping sword‑light and fluid, drifting posture, the only thing left in countless hearts was shock.

An overwhelming shock!

It was like the person on screen was a battle‑hardened Swordsman!

The sword in his hand was soaked in blood!

His free‑coming, free‑going silhouette was even more ethereal and carefree!

As the melody shifted, countless people sank completely into it.

A full five‑minute MV left everyone utterly satisfied, like they’d had a good long drink.

"Fuck, I’m a fan, I’m a fan now!"

"For the rest of my life, if I buy an album, it’s only gonna be this guy’s!"

"This is what you call a conscience singer!"

"Singer? No way, this is clearly a Heroic Wanderer, a Sword Immortal!"

"Oh my god, hurry up and show your face, show your face! If you don’t show your face, how am I supposed to stan you!"

"Face shot, face shot, face shot!"

As the music neared its end, countless voices rose in a roar.

Even Mei Xiaoyun right next to Zhang Fan was yelling too!

Right now, Zhang Fan rubbed his nose and gave a slightly embarrassed grin.

After all, this was his first time releasing an album.

"Heh heh, don’t panic, the front shot’s coming up." Zhang Fan muttered quietly.

And in the very next moment, the figure on the screen slowly raised his head.

In that instant, the screams and shouts that had been raging stopped dead!

Not a sound, you could hear a pin drop!

Right now, in every city, in front of every presale store, the crazed looks on countless faces were slowly freezing over!

In their eyes, disbelief exploded.

Thirty seconds later, a barrage of furious voices suddenly erupted.

"Fuck, how is it this little bastard!"

(Bit late, my fingers hurt! Aftermath of doing ten Chapters! But there are still three Chapters today, don’t panic, doggies.)