NABC Chapter 44 Makes Him Offend People
Chapter 44 Makes Him Offend People
Chen Fan practiced with such abandon that he didn't even notice when an unexpected person arrived at the recording studio.
Yun Duo pushed open the door and was peeking around when Ge Mingyue behind her pushed the door open again.
She was still wearing a light green cheongsam today, the brocade shimmering under the lights, making her look radiant.
"Oh dear! Big sister!"
Yun Duo wanted to say, "This isn't our company. Why didn't you knock before coming in?"
The next moment, Chen Fan turned around upon hearing the sound.
Chen Fan leaned forward, with the earphone hanging around his neck and the other ear pressed against his ear, listening intently to something.
Chen Fan was quite surprised to see the two of them. He was about to greet Ge Mingyue when she beat him to it.
"Don't you ever look at Weibo?" Ge Mingyue walked over and casually placed a coffee in front of him.
Chen Fan glanced at the coffee, then at the clouds behind her, his eyes asking: Wait, why did my boss come with you?
Yun Duo shrugged awkwardly: I don't know either!
"Hmm?" Ge Mingyue, not receiving a response, went forward and sat down in the chair next to Chen Fan.
"I've seen it," Chen Fan quickly replied.
"Then why aren't you responding?"
"What should we respond to?"
Chen Fan picked up his coffee and took a sip. "They say I can't do it, so I'm supposed to prove I can? Does that mean I'll just become a puppet in their hands?"
Yunduo sat obsequiously to the side, offering her opinion: "But to just let them slander you like this is infuriating!"
Ge Mingyue, with her far-sighted perspective, asked, "If this public opinion continues to escalate, you'll completely ruin your public image."
"Popularity?" Chen Fan smiled. "Those who truly like me won't stop being fans because of a few music reviews. Those who don't like me were never my target audience to begin with."
Ge Mingyue fell silent.
Chen Fan, however, sidled up to Yun Duo and nudged her with his elbow: "Little girl, how do you know my boss?"
Yun Duo felt guilty and didn't dare to look at Chen Fan. "Um, Brother Fan, let me introduce you!"
Chen Fan pouted: "What are you introducing me to this time?"
"This is my eldest sister, Ge Mingyue!"
"No, wait a minute!"
Yun Duo's words were interrupted by Chen Fan, who looked incredulous.
He turned his head back and forth between the two women, trying to find evidence that they weren't related.
However......
Their eyes were the same amber color, their skin was the same fair, and they were the same...
stop!
We can't look anymore!
"What's your full name?" Chen Fan thought that ever since he met Yun Duo, he had been calling her by her nickname and had never asked her surname.
"Ge Yunduo".
Chen Fan was so angry he laughed. "Why didn't you just say so when you first met me?!"
"I!"
Yun Duo glanced at her eldest sister, her expression one of 'daring to be angry but not daring to speak out,' looking utterly aggrieved.
What else could Chen Fan not understand?
Ge Mingyue, seemingly oblivious to the subtle exchange between Chen Fan and her younger sister, asked directly, "Aren't you afraid they'll really push you out of this industry?"
"What's there to be afraid of?"
Chen Fan put down his coffee cup, walked to the mixing console, and pressed play. "I've only been famous for a few months? If I'm not famous anymore, I'll just go back to where I was before. I haven't lost anything!"
The intro to "Demo" is the accompaniment to a new song.
The two sisters were stunned after hearing a few words.
It was an arrangement style they had never heard before, with erhu, guzheng, piano, and electronic drums unfolding layer upon layer, like an ink wash painting splashed with neon colors.
"What song is this?" she asked.
Chen Fan had his back to her and spoke very softly.
"Ten Thousand Frontiers"
He didn't turn around, but Ge Mingyue saw that his shoulders were slightly tense, and he looked like a cheetah poised to pounce.
"Once I win the championship," Chen Fan said nonchalantly, "they'll shut up naturally."
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Wang Junhai kept refreshing the page, waiting for Chen Fan's response.
To this end, he prepared four sets of talking points specifically to deal with various possibilities when Chen Fan tried to "explain".
If Chen Fan denies that the "playlist is too simple," Lin Chuan will analyze each one and say that he is "formulaic."
If Chen Fan tries to argue that "I have feelings," he will personally seize on the fact that "his breathing is too loud" and make a fuss about it.
It would be even better if Chen Fan released a new song!
He directly hired online trolls in advance to lower the scores.
I waited for three days.
Chen Fan did not respond.
They don't post on Weibo, they don't accept interviews, and they don't even give a proper response.
It's as if he vanished into thin air, so quiet that it's unlike a singer who's currently at the peak of his career.
Wang Junhai was initially very happy; not responding meant he was guilty, and being guilty meant he was admitting it.
But by the third day, he was getting restless.
Because the hashtag #ChenFan'sStyleIsMonotonous# started to drop down on the trending topics list.
It wasn't artificially suppressed; it cooled down naturally.
The novelty for gossipers only lasts a few days; once there are no new hot topics, the discussion will gradually fade away.
What he was most worried about was that Chen Fan's fans not only did not leave, but became more united in the process of "fighting against the black".
Wang Junhai gritted his teeth and dialed Xu Man's number: "Are there any other angles? If this continues, the hype will die down."
Xu Man pondered for a moment and replied, "Teacher Wang, music reviews can only influence professional circles. What can truly hurt him is public opinion."
"you mean?"
"Let him offend people. Not us, but the audience."
"How did I offend you?"
Xu Man lowered her voice: "Isn't the CCTV Young Singers Competition about to have its finals? I remember, on the foreign contestants' side... someone was trying to find something to talk about."
Wang Junhai's eyes lit up.
He hung up the phone, opened his contacts, and found a name: Louis's agent.
Late at night, Wang Junhai sent an email directly.
Three days before the final of the CCTV Young Singers Competition, the organizers held a press conference.
All finalists were present.
Chen Fan, dressed in a simple black hoodie, sat quietly in the corner.
He didn't deliberately try to keep a low profile, but his demeanor was one of nonchalant indifference, and even when he wasn't speaking, it was hard to look away.
Louis was sitting three seats away from him.
When it was the turn of the American athlete, Louis, to speak, all the reporters' cameras and microphones were pointed at him.
Louis, 28, is a tenor with a master's degree from Juilliard School and was formerly an understudy at the Metropolitan Opera.
At the beginning of this year, I came to China as an exchange student and signed with a foreign record company, where I was packaged as an "international top vocal genius".
The first half of the press conference was incredibly boring.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense during the Q&A session, which included speeches from the organizers, representatives of the judges, and group photos of the contestants.
The first reporter called on stood up and immediately aimed at Louis.
Louis's Chinese is so good that he doesn't need a translator.
"I'm really looking forward to this final."
Louis smiled at the camera, revealing eight neat white teeth. "The audience in China is very enthusiastic, and the singers are excellent. I really like it here."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Chen Fan, and said provocatively, "Especially those singers who cover Western songs, their English pronunciation is excellent."