Chapter 2190: You Don’t Know Shit, Get Lost (Second Update)

Chapter 2190: Chapter 2190: You Don’t Know Shit, Get Lost (Second Update)

Alpaca alpaca alpaca!

Right now, in countless people’s hearts, herds and herds of alpacas were galloping past.

And every single alpaca was screaming "CNM"!

That bitch Zhang Fan!

Bitch!

How the hell is it him!

This was no different from going on a date with a top-grade hottie, only to find out after she took off her makeup that she was a super ultra mega ugly hag!

Maybe even worse!

Such a hype, such a badass, such an awesome album MV, and it just had to be that bastard Zhang Fan.

How could it be him!

You damned bastard, how fucking idle are you all day?

Nothing better to do than make an album for fun?

I really fucking fell for your crap!

In that instant, the crowd that had been boiling over a second ago turned bleak and murderous, just like in Zhang Fan’s MV earlier.

Killing aura surged, straight into the clouds!

In the preorder stores, the clerks who had been all fired up were scared into a cold sweat by this sudden burst of killing intent.

Fuck me, what’s going on?

Why does the vibe look off?

And why did everyone’s faces change?

Why do they all look like they’re out for blood?

Why did they suddenly start swearing?

What happened to their "good manners"?

"Everyone don’t panic, don’t panic, the albums are already here. Three minutes tops and you can buy them. Line up, one at a time, one copy per person!"

The clerks started shouting.

But at that very moment, another wave of furious curses erupted.

"Buy my ass!"

"Even if I jump off a building and get run over by a car, I still won’t buy this bitch’s album! Not in this lifetime!"

"Finally figured out why this bitch can play with swords so slick—he’s just playing himself. MMP!"

In a flash, countless people turned around on the spot and left, taking tens of thousands of alpacas in their hearts with them!

Without the slightest hesitation, not a shred of reluctance!

Buy that bitch Zhang Fan’s album?

No way in hell!

They’d rather throw their money at a beggar than buy even one copy!

One copy per person, my ass!

Hmph, I’m not buying shit!

Watching the crowd suddenly turn back and walk off, the staff at preorder stores in every city were completely stunned.

???

What fuck?

What the fuck is this?

Fuck me, why did they all run?

This isn’t right, just now their shouting was shaking the sky!

Just now they were all saying they’d stan for life!

What the hell is going on!

Countless clerks stood there dazed in the wind, staring blankly as the crowd walked further and further away.

Right now! The bosses of those eight companies all looked radiant, faces glowing.

"Hahaha, we’re rich, absolutely rolling in it!"

"With this kind of hype, today’s albums are definitely going to be wiped out."

"Notify everyone down the line, not one second of slacking. Step up production and prioritize shipping to first-tier cities.

Second- and third-tier cities, let them go out of stock for two days first."

"Hahaha, let’s see how the sales look today!"

In the conference room, everyone was holding champagne, eyes glued excitedly to the numbers on the big screen!

One minute later!

The crowd started frowning!

Why is it still zero? That can’t be right, didn’t the stock already arrive?

It must be a data delay—wait a bit!

Five minutes went by, and the numbers were still zero!

Yep, it has to be a delay, it has to be!

"Tell every preorder point across the country to sync their data now!"

But ten minutes later, the numbers were still zero!

At that moment, everyone couldn’t sit still anymore.

Shit, what the hell, not a single album sold?

Very quickly, headquarters directly contacted each preorder store.

"What’s going on, where’s the data? Where are the numbers we asked for?"

"Listen, we know the preorders are insanely hot and you guys are swamped, but you still have to sync the data for us."

At each preorder store, the person in charge swallowed a few times before replying!

"Boss, they all left!"

"What?"

Shocked cries rang out nonstop in the conference hall of the eight record companies.

"What did you say, say that again?"

"Boss, seriously, there’s not a single person left. I don’t know what’s going on either."

All the regional managers were sweating bullets!

They themselves couldn’t believe it.

Just a moment ago there were still tens of thousands of people in line! And the on-site atmosphere was on fire.

Holy shit, how did they all suddenly turn around and walk off?

"Sync the video over."

Roaring voices, exclamations of shock, kept coming.

But when they connected remotely to the surveillance and saw the empty streets outside the preorder stores, the bosses in the conference room were completely dumbfounded.

What fuck?

Can someone tell me what the hell just happened!

Where are the people?

Where are the people?

Where’s that sea of people that was just there?

You know, they had been watching the whole time just now.

The people watching the MV were practically going crazy.

They were definitely going crazy from excitement.

No way that was all acting.

And even if some people were acting, each city had several preorder stores.

Every preorder store had tens of thousands of people at the door.

Where are you supposed to find that many actors?

And remember, they’d only been promoting for four hours.

Four hours—who’s capable of rounding up over a million actors to fake it?

"Investigate, hurry up and find out exactly why!"

Roars erupted again.

Meanwhile, over on Zhang Fan’s side, it was painfully awkward!

On the huge street, it was just him, Weng Shuang, and third wheel Mei Xiaoyun!

The three of them stood there, lost in the wind!

Damn, there’s literally no one left?

???

Mei Xiaoyun was in a state of extreme shock and horror.

Shocked because, holy shit, this really is an album made by Zhang Fan?

Horrified because, why did all those crazy people who wanted to buy the album suddenly bolt the moment they saw it was Zhang Fan?

They had no idea about the other places.

But here, there wasn’t a single person left.

Not a single man, woman, old or young went to buy the album.

Why the hell?

It clearly sounds awesome, okay?

"Ahem, babe, how about... we go back." Zhang Fan’s face was really dark.

If not for the mask, Weng Shuang would’ve been scared stiff!

Zhang Fan’s heart was broken at this moment.

It’s his own album.

And not a single person bought it!

His heart was about to shatter!

"No, I’m going to buy it! This is my husband’s album. Hmph, if those people don’t buy it, that’s their loss!" Weng Shuang snorted and walked toward the preorder store.

Seeing this one and only customer, the clerk who’d nearly given up all hope suddenly saw a ray of light.

"Beauty, buying the album?"

"Yeah, I’ll take ten! No, I’m buying all of them!" Weng Shuang was a bit pissed.

It clearly sounds so good and looks so cool and badass, yet nobody’s buying it.

Hmph, a bunch of blind idiots!

"Honey, don’t." Zhang Fan’s mouth twitched.

"No, I’m buying them, all of them!" Weng Shuang enunciated every word.

"This is really hurting my pride!" Zhang Fan was about to cry.

Your own album doesn’t sell, and then your own wife buys out the stock—this is basically a knife straight into the heart.

"No, I’m buying them!" Weng Shuang glared!

"You’re not allowed!" Zhang Fan glared back!

"I insist!" Weng Shuang glared again!

The clerk couldn’t take it anymore.

"Bro, don’t be so selfish. Your wife wants to buy some albums and you can’t even let her? Are you still a man?"

"You know jack shit, fuck off!" Zhang Fan snapped.

(Continuing to write the third Chapter update, mutts, don’t forget your recommendation votes.)