NOVEL WEB Chapter 8-These people have no shame!
On this night, countless people stayed up late, eagerly waiting for the music charts to update.
As soon as the clock struck midnight, Liu Zhengwen began frantically refreshing the charts.
On his computer screen was Yun Net. As the largest and most popular music website in Huaxia, Yun Net represented authority. It could be said that almost all singers in Huaxia needed the Yun Net charts to assess the value of their songs.
“Top ten!”
“Top ten!”
Liu Zhengwen refreshed for a full five minutes before finally seeing the brand new Newcomer Chart and New Song Chart.
And then.
He was stunned speechless.
Shameless!
Too shameless!
After glancing at the charts, his heart began to sink.
Because he discovered that several entertainment companies had concealed their strength.
For example:
Among the singers releasing songs this time, there wasn’t just one A-list singer, but a whopping three!
The B-list singers weren’t eight but doubled to sixteen.
Especially on the Newcomer Chart, was it really necessary to be this shameless? There were several artists who had made a name for themselves in the film and television industry, could they even be considered newcomers?
There were also internet celerity singers with millions of fans on Douyin. Could they be considered newcomers? Such “newcomers” naturally brought a large fan base with them.
Looking at his own company’s singers, they were completely outclassed.
The charts had just been refreshed, and his company’s singers were already nowhere to be seen.
Although the first few hours of the chart weren’t that significant, he seemed to have foreseen the miserable fate of his company’s singers.
Total disaster!
How could his confidence fail him?!
Just half an hour ago, Liu Zhengwen, who was brimming with confidence, now saw his expression crumble.
“Damn it, these people have no shame!”
He felt as if his heart had turned to ashes.
Dispiritedly, he picked up his phone and dialed a number, “Wife, I remember you bought a handbag a couple of days ago?”
“Yes, what’s wrong?”
“Return it.”
“What?”
“And last week, you placed an order for a set of cosmetics?”
“Yes, what’s the matter?”
“Cancel that too.”
Slap!
Before the mother tiger could strike, he hung up the phone.
Strike on!
Let all the thunder strike at him.
He laid flat.
He didn’t care anymore.
In doing so, Liu Zhengwen’s mindset surprisingly became relaxed.
Then he shut down his computer, went home… no, he didn’t go home, he went for a stroll on the pedestrian bridge!
…
As Liu Zhengwen enjoyed the cool breeze on the pedestrian bridge.
On the internet, especially on Yun Net, it was getting very lively.
In one of Yun Net’s fan groups named “Explorer No.1” new messages were flooding in almost every second.
“Wow, there are three A-list singers in August?”
“So grand.”
“Ayu’s new song is so good.”
“Everyone, everyone, this song is so good.”
“This one is also good.”
“Brothers, quickly check the charts. Old rules: if anyone finds a surprising song, become an administrator for a month!”
“This time I will absolutely become an admin.”
“Heh! Just with you!”
This Yun Net fan group, consisting of a staggering 2000 members, were all long-time fans of Yun Net, and to add up those with an account level below 8 were ineligible to join.
Iron fans at level 10 were the majority.
The group had a tradition: every month when the new song charts opened, everyone would search the music library for new songs. If anyone could find a hidden gem drowned in the vast ocean of the music library and gained the approval of the group, that person would become the group administrator for a month.
For the group members, this was a great honor.
Therefore, as soon as it struck midnight, the night owls in the group immediately opened Yun Net and rushed in.
Zhou Peng was the group administrator for July. In July, through his discerning eyes, he found a hidden gem on the charts which was almost lost among others, and was elected by the group members to be the administrator.
This month, he vowed to hold onto his position as the administrator!
However, he knew haste makes waste. After more than half an hour of flipping through dozens of songs in the new song library, none of them struck a chord with him.
“It seems the quality of the new songs are not that high.”
He sighed but then felt relieved.
If the quality of the new songs in August was not high, he could still hold onto the administrator position.
Just as Zhou Peng’s emotions were fluctuating.
Suddenly.
The group became lively.
“Oh my god? This is a godly song!”
“Damn, is there really such a song?”
“It shocked me.”
“Oh my, awesome! So awesome!”
“Mom, I’m kneeling directly.”
What’s going on?
Zhou Peng quickly checked the group’s records and discovered that a group member named “Joyfully Suffering” had shared a link to a song. It was this song that caused a sensation in the group.
No way?
Someone found a hidden gem?
Impossible!
How could someone be faster and more efficient than himself?
Although Zhou Peng didn’t believe it, he still clicked on the link shared by “Joyfully Suffering” to check out the song called “It Doesn’t Matter”.
He wanted to know what was so special about this song that stirred up such a fervor among the group members.
Because even for the songs he found last month, the group’s reaction was far less intense.
The music started playing.
The prelude had a pleasant melody but it didn’t stand out much.
But a few seconds later, a hoarse yet highly addictive voice suddenly resounded in his ears:
“It doesn’t matter who will fall in love with whom.”
“It doesn’t matter who makes whom cry”.
Like a lightning striking in the dark, Zhou Peng’s slightly bent body sat up straight, and his whole body was having goosebumps.
This voice?
This heavenly sound was a singing voice?
He was dumbfounded for a few seconds, then quickly took off the S220BT from his ears, replacing them with the HD820 he rarely used on normal days.
As they say, listen to the sound under a thousand yuan, and you’ll know if it’s good or not.
“The happiness we had is a brief beauty”
“After happiness, return to suffering again”
“Right or wrong in absolute silence”
“Yes or no, I don’t regret it anymore”
“Broken is broken, what does perfection matter”
“I can only soar after letting go of myself”
The melancholic singing voice, accompanied by an unprecedented auditory experience, seeped into the depths of Zhou Peng’s soul. The unique hoarseness almost made him lose control. Unbelievably, a song could be sung in such a peculiar way.
Zhou Peng was a music enthusiast, as evidenced by the dozens of headphones in his room and his level 10 rank on Yun Net.
But rarely had a song made such a profound impact on him.
“It doesn’t matter, It doesn’t matter”
“Forgive this time, all my mistakes”
“It doesn’t matter, I really don’t care.”
“Why bother with the pain”
“I don’t care.”
Zhou Peng felt his soul resonating.
He had heard too many hoarse voices, some deliberately crafted, and some just moaning without reason. However, the hoarseness conveyed by the singer in front of him was a natural and magical manifestation.
Unprecedented.
Unique.
Of course, what resonated with him even more was the emotional interpretation contained in the song, as if it transformed into a vortex, almost dragging him into a painful abyss. The poignant emotional expression and the unique voice gave this song a distinct vitality.
He heard the painful cry of a singer.
He heard a soul sinking into the abyss, seeking for a way out.
It doesn’t matter?
Who could truly be this indifferent?
Only those who genuinely listened to the song could discern the taste of sorrow in the music, unintentionally making themselves be immersed in it.
“Right or wrong in absolute silence”
“Yes or no, I don’t regret it anymore.”
“Broken is broken, what does perfection matter”
“I can only soar after letting go of myself”
“…”
“I don’t care.”
“AhAhAh…”
“Yeah…”
“I don’t care.”
Only by letting go of oneself can one spread their wings and soar high.
Only by experiencing and understanding everything in life can one achieve true indifference.
Zhou Peng felt a tremor in his heart, almost seeing through the essence of life.
It wasn’t until the song gradually faded that he shivered, looking at the artist’s information.
Singer: Hao Mingxing.
Work: 1.
He didn’t check the lyricist and composer, as most people usually don’t pay attention to that. They only care about who the singer is.
Zhou Peng’s heart pounded, “A newcomer, is he really a newcomer?”
But!
Could a damn newcomer sing such a song?
It wasn’t until this moment that he finally understood why the group had erupted in excitement earlier.
His gaze returned to the group, glancing at it.
If the group was lively back then, now it could only be described as a volcanic eruption.