His mind was filled with the words of Liu Wei and the other two, lingering deep within his brain, touching his soul, and making him tremble all over.
It wasn't fear, but excitement.
This is the reaction any Tianyi fan would have upon hearing this news, but his reaction was even more pronounced.
"call."
Only when the bell rang did Jue Lun finally breathe a long sigh of relief. Although his mood had calmed down considerably, his eyes still held a deep sense of amazement.
He picked up his phone, opened Weibo, and posted a status update: "Chinese pop culture is the coolest!"
This was originally just a reflection after listening to something extraordinary, a way to vent one's inner excitement.
But to everyone's surprise, this post attracted a lot of attention from his fans shortly after it was published.
He has less than 500,000 followers on Weibo, but when they saw Jue Lun's post, they instantly resonated with it and felt the same way.
They forwarded and commented on it one after another, and in less than half a day, all the netizens who saw the post participated.
Thousands.
Tens of thousands.
Over 100,000.
Hundreds of thousands.
Millions.
The number of reposts skyrocketed, like a powerful, unstoppable torrent.
In an instant, it topped the Weibo charts with an overwhelming number of reposts, and even the official channels couldn't stop it.
In the end, even some singers got involved.
Singers who announced the release of new songs, in particular, joined the ranks of those sharing the posts.
No one expected that this commentary, which should have been just one person's opinion, would coincide with a certain moment and be forwarded and commented on by countless netizens.
This day.
This moment.
On the scarf.
Closed.
Go to Baidu.
They were almost all enveloped by the same sentence.
"Chinese pop culture is the best!"
Like a warning bell, it resounded throughout the entire Chinese music scene...
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