Chapter 128 The Costume Festival
God's specialization.
One day a year.
Asian Heavenly King.
Each title carries such weight.
Each title is so dazzling and eye-catching.
It was so heavy that Nie Qiuqin couldn't breathe.
It was so dazzling that Nie Qiuqin could hardly look at it.
How could a singer, a Chinese-language singer, possibly achieve such brilliant success?
Was the Chinese music scene really that terrifying back then?
Were today's second-rate singers really that great back then?
She already knew the answers to these questions in her heart.
But now, it seems that the answer used to be a stereotype.
Instead of gaining recognition from others, he trapped himself in a cage.
To be complacent and stagnant.
A frog in a well, looking at the sky from the bottom of a well.
Nie Qiuqin's previous understanding of the Chinese music scene was completely shattered at this moment.
She raised her head blankly, her eyes lifeless.
Zhang San's article had a tremendous impact on her.
It was so overwhelming that she began to doubt the authenticity of the memory.
She even began to doubt the world, why this world was so different from what she remembered.
"Qiuqin!"
Noticing that something was wrong with Nie Qiuqin, Xia Youyou called out worriedly.
Upon hearing this, Nie Qiuqin tensed up and ran out in front of everyone.
Xia Youyou saw this and chased after him without saying a word.
The two roommates stared at each other, bewildered by the scene before them.
"Is Qiuqin alright?" a roommate asked.
"I don't know. It's like your idol's career collapsing. She can only get through it on her own. It's hard for others to help."
Another roommate replied.
"Sigh, it's not that her idol is so bad, it's just that her enemy is too awesome," her roommate sighed.
When Nie Qiuqin lost herself, the heated discussions online almost overflowed the virtual world.
"Baidu, how much information about Tianyi have you been hiding? You guys deserve to die!"
"Have you noticed Tianyi's terrifying forms: Red-haired Tianyi is a newcomer with peak looks; Yellow-haired Tianyi is unruly with peak singing skills; White-haired Tianyi is unparalleled with peak songwriting skills; Black-haired Tianyi: the ceiling of Chinese pop music, unrivaled!"
"The king of the era's frenzied music, all things bow down to my melody. You think it's a metaphor, but it's actually an analogy. All records are meant to be broken on him."
"..."
Even the most stubborn person, at this moment, wholeheartedly acknowledged Zhou Tianyi's identity.
Although he has disappeared from the music scene for a long time, his legend continues to circulate.
His music gained fame on the internet in the simplest way, and to this day, his audience is immeasurable.
Those who once questioned Zhou Tianyi are now speechless.
They certainly wanted to refute it, but it was difficult to silence public opinion. Under the prevailing trend, even if they stood up, they couldn't cause much of a stir.
When these bloody facts of the past are laid bare before us, all arguments seem pale and powerless.
Under such circumstances, not only did it fail to discourage Zhou Tianyi, but with fans flocking to him, Zhou Tianyi dominated half of the hot song charts.
Many fans say they're used to it; whenever news reports question Zhou Tianyi, it's always these songs that benefit.
Other new and old songs were repeatedly mocked and ridiculed in the face of Zhou Tianyi's song's comeback.
...
On the playground.
Nie Qiuqin lay helplessly on the lawn, gazing at the blue sea and sky, a tear involuntarily rolling down her cheek.
Just then, a dark figure appeared in their line of sight. It was Xia Youyou, who was looking at Nie Qiuqin with a smile on her face.
Nie Qiuqin, like a startled mouse, secretly turned her face away, not wanting to see Xia Youyou.
Xia Youyou ignored Nie Qiuqin's attitude and sat silently on the lawn.
The two of them didn't say a word, feeling the gentle breeze blowing, and the world seemed to suddenly become peaceful.
As time went by, their hearts gradually drew closer together.
Nie Qiuqin finally calmed down. She sat up and turned to look at Xia Youyou.
Then she slumped her head onto Xia Youyou's shoulder, and Xia Youyou naturally placed her hand on her shoulder.
"Youyou, thank you," Nie Qiuqin said softly.
With Xia Youyou's silent comfort, Nie Qiuqin felt much better.
"You're welcome." Xia Youyou smiled gently.
"Speaking of which, if it weren't for this incident, I wouldn't have known you were a fan of Tianyi."
Suddenly, Nie Qiuqin thought of something and sighed.
"I like Hua Liu, so naturally I like Zhou Tianyi." Xia Youyou smiled playfully.
"Pfft."
Nie Qiuqin chuckled upon hearing this.
"Isn't this hilarious?"
"The two of us, one is impulsive and the other is peaceful."
"I like cold currents, you like Chinese currents."
"Tell me, how did we become friends?"
Xia Youyou also wanted to know the answer to this question.
"Perhaps it's because of a special kind of fate."
Xia Youyou pondered for a moment.
"I will still like cold waves in the future."
Nie Qiuqin raised her head and looked at Xia Youyou intently.
Upon hearing this, Xia Youyou was taken aback.
Under Xia Youyou's gaze, Nie Qiuqin clenched her fist:
"However, in my heart, Hua Liu is the best!"
"No, Zhou Tianyi is the best!"
"Hahaha……"
The two looked at each other and smiled, their laughter echoing throughout the world.
"So, Qiuqin, would you like to come with me to the Chinese Costume Festival?"
"The Chinese Costume Festival?" Nie Qiuqin was taken aback.
"Yeah, are you coming or not?" Xia Youyou invited.
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