"Wow, the second song is actually my Xu Da! I love it!"
"Xu Da, you'd better stick with Feng Shen. Look at Wang Feng, he only has four million fans after more than ten years in the industry, but tonight he has eight million in less than ten minutes."
"This song title sounds like a sad song, how come it's in R&B style? Did the official team make a mistake?"
"Don't worry upstairs. It's produced by Fengyu, so it has to be top-notch. Who cares? As long as the song is good, I'll accept it even if it's garbage."
Xu Song was both nervous and excited at that moment. This song, "Funeral of Roses," was perfect for him to sing, and he was looking forward to the reaction of fans all over the internet after listening to it.
Not far away, Chen Feng was fast asleep with his legs crossed. Xu Song looked at him, filled with gratitude and respect. That invincible man had completely won him over.
Meanwhile, next to him, an older man had been chuckling to himself for ten minutes.
That's right, this person is Wang Feng. He felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life. He gained four million followers in just ten minutes. The surprise came too fast and left him in a daze.
"One hundred weeks without you"
"I'm back here."
"Searching for evidence of our love"
"Nobody wants to talk about it."
"The Rose: Its Past"
"Today's topic here"
I call it a memory.
I know what love is.
He has no logic.
"I used to be with you."
"I was too rebellious."
Now I'm all alone.
I'm secretly thinking of you.
South Korea, a private club, the famous gold-medal music producer Kim Sung-hyun, whose specialty is rap, their most powerful means of exporting Korean culture is to incorporate a lot of content that cannot be incorporated into other genres into rap.
At that moment, he suddenly stood up.
Holy crap!
"R\\u0026b can be sung like this?"
Kim Sung-hyun seemed to see the door to a new world beckoning to him. Stuck at the peak of the gold medal, he longed to become a master, but on this path, he clearly felt his own weakness and creative exhaustion.
But at this moment, inspiration bursts forth in his mind like a flowing stream, and he feels that there are countless directions and possibilities ahead of him.
"No, I must meet this Chen Feng. I want to become his disciple."
Globally, it wasn't just Kim Sung-hyun who was shocked; many musicians and singers are closely watching the release of Feng Yu's single, "The Funeral of Roses," and they are all impressed by its intro and lyrics.
"The Funeral of Roses"
"Bury the memories of you"
"My hands feel numb"
"Unable to control oneself"
"I can't hold you back anymore."
"So beautiful."
"The fireworks rain that day"
"I said I wanted to marry you when you wear a floral dress."
"The Funeral of Roses"
"Burying you, whom I loved so deeply"
"The withered flower has stopped breathing"
"Infiltrating the earth"
Nobody will notice.
"A tiny raindrop"
"Stay with me until dawn"
I'm using this last minute to remember you.
......
The second song once again sent the entire internet into a frenzy.
"Oh my god, I'm going crazy! This song, 'Funeral of Roses,' is absolutely amazing! I'm going to set it as my ringtone."
"No way, the download is free? The official Fengyu team is so considerate! Fengshen is so good to his fans."
"This melody, these lyrics, it's clearly rap, so why do I feel a faint sadness when I listen to it? Is this the mood of a song?"
"Indeed, if you listen carefully to this song, you will feel sadness. You can take a closer look at the lyrics and the more you read them, the more painful it becomes."
In Wuhan City, a driver drove for two hours but only picked up two customers. The time between 7 and 8 o'clock is usually the busiest time, but tonight, it was particularly strange that there was no one there.
The usually bustling streets are much less crowded today.
"Hey! How was the run today? I was so weird today, I didn't see a single ghost all night."
The driver sent a message in the group chat.
Soon, several people replied to him.
"Don't just say it's you, it's me too. Tonight is too fucking weird."
"Master Wang, aren't you near the stadium? Isn't there a concert by Hua Chengyu tonight? How come there aren't any people there?"
The driver looked at the dark stadium in the distance and took a picture.
"There wasn't a single sign for the concert, not even any lights. It's probably been canceled."
"No way, guys, you're still driving around tonight? No wonder you can't pick up any passengers."
"What do you mean, bro?"
"You all know Chen Feng, right? He's the singer you all love to hear 'Seeking Buddha,' 'Twilight,' and 'Heroic Heart.' He's releasing thirty singles tonight, and the whole country is probably at home listening to his songs right now. Who's going out to go out?"
The driver was stunned. Of course he knew Chen Feng. He was his favorite singer, especially his songs "Jiangnan," "Notebook," and "Fairy Tale," which he never tired of listening to.
"Are you serious? Chen Feng is releasing a song tonight, thirty songs in total?"
The group chat exploded instantly. Taxi drivers pick up passengers every day and rarely pay attention to the news. They work so hard to make a living and don't know many things.
"Would I lie to you? Hurry up and stop running away. Go directly to the Fengyu official website on your phone or computer. Two songs have already been released."
The driver floored the gas pedal, pulled the car over to the side of the road, turned on the air conditioning, and sat back. He stopped driving and decided to listen to Chen Feng's songs.
At that very moment, outside the car window, a sound was being played from somewhere.
I want a life in full bloom.
"Like flying in the vast sky"
"Like traversing an endless wilderness"
"Possessing the power to break free from everything"
This song sounds really good.
Is this Chen Feng's new song? The voice doesn't sound like it, but the driver has a gut feeling that it must be Chen Feng's song, because no one but him can write something with this feel.
He quickly turned on his phone and went to the Fengyu website. Sure enough, two new songs caught his eye.
"Life in Full Bloom" and "The Funeral of Roses"
The driver turned on the first song, and in an instant, he was immersed in a completely different rock intro. When Wang Feng's weathered voice slowly rose, it was like a dramatic story was flowing, with a sense of resentment in the calm, and a struggle and never giving up in the resentment.
For a very long time, the driver was lost in the song.
He didn't realize what was happening until his car door was opened and a disheveled man reeking of urine crawled into the car.
"Hey...bro, we're closing down."
Hua Chengyu was seething with anger and had nowhere to vent it. He finally managed to crawl out of the empty stadium and found a taxi, but it wasn't even open for business.
"I'm rich, you... you'd better start doing business right now, damn it, I'm never coming to Wuhan City again in my life."
Upon hearing this, the driver exclaimed, "What the hell? Where did this idiot come from? What have I done to the people of Wuhan?"
Um?
What does it taste like?
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