"alien?"
Upon hearing the host Yang Ting's words, Wang Yueheng was also taken aback.
What's going on?
When did this song you sang mention anything about extraterrestrial civilization?
However, after learning about the analysis and interpretation of his song by overseas listeners and fans.
Wang Yueheng chuckled to himself.
Indeed, the most powerful ability of humankind is to fill in the blanks with their imagination.
They actually managed to make a logically consistent interpretation of a Chinese rap song!
"Actually, this song, from its lyrics to its title, doesn't have any special meaning."
"It's purely for the sake of rhyming in rap."
Even though I know very well what the purpose of singing this song is.
Wang Yueheng certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to reveal it himself and give others any leverage over him.
Therefore, it's best to simply describe the song as having no special meaning.
As for the other coincidences...
That's purely speculation and conjecture by fans and outsiders, and has nothing to do with me.
In fact.
This song also sparked discussions among fans in the original world due to its title and the time period it was released.
For example, the meaning of 1983.
In the original world's view, this is the year that Jay Chou, the original creator of the song, began practicing the piano.
It is also the year that the famous detective "Sherlock Holmes" described in the song was "killed off" by the author.
As for the song title "The Seventh Chapter of the Night".
This is because of a song released on the seventh album, "Still Fantasy".
But all of this.
They were all taken to this world and heavily modified by Wang Yueheng.
Create your own unique storyline.
...
"Huh? Is it really that simple? It's just an ordinary rap song?"
Why do I feel so skeptical?
"I still lean more towards the idea that Wang Yueheng was using the song to imply that aliens looted the British Museum!"
"However, his statement did protect him well, preventing him from getting burned by trying to ride the wave of popularity."...
On the internet.
After learning about Wang Yueheng's reply from the on-site personnel.
The viewers who remained in the live stream room and refused to leave all gave him a "you're kidding me" look.
But many people know this in their hearts.
Wang Yueheng said this to protect himself.
Otherwise, if he really wanted to gain attention, he would forcefully claim that the coincidence was something he was secretly aware of.
Then it seems that British intelligence agents will soon be knocking on our door.
"Yue Heng, my wife is here today too, and I'd like to have a chat with you for a bit. Is that convenient?"
Then, Guo Gang pointed to the lounge on one side of the theater and hinted to Wang Yueheng.
The implied meaning.
She just wanted to avoid the crowd and discuss some things with Wang Yueheng in private.
Wang Yueheng immediately guessed what the other party wanted to talk to him about.
After all, the other party's own son, Guo Dalin, has signed with Hengxue Entertainment, so his future career development is still in his own hands.
"Since my aunt is looking for me, I have to make time even if I'm not available."
Wang Yueheng jokingly agreed to Guo Gang's request.
The two then left the theater stage and headed straight for a dressing room that had been prepared in advance.
Push open the door.
Guo Gang's wife, Wang Huihui, was sitting upright on the sofa looking at her phone.
Several plates of seasonal fruit were also placed on the coffee table in front of them.
"Yue Heng is here! Please have a seat. I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"You must be tired from the performance. Have some fruit first."
Upon seeing Wang Yueheng enter the house, Wang Huihui, who was looking at her phone, smiled and stood up to welcome him.
As she spoke, Wang Huihui quickly sized up the young artist.
"Thank you, I am indeed a bit thirsty."
"Then I won't stand on ceremony with you."
Wang Yueheng then sat down on the opposite sofa and casually picked up a cherry to taste.
"It's sweet, isn't it?"
"These are imported premium yellow cherries that I just bought from Hualian Supermarket."
Wang Huihui smiled as she introduced Wang Yueheng, who was eating cherries.
"I heard that supermarket is quite expensive. These cherries must be expensive, right?"
Wang Yueheng asked casually with a smile as he ate.
"It's alright. One box costs 1200 yuan, which works out to about 300 yuan per pound. The important thing is that it tastes good."
"Eat more if you like it. If you still need more, I'll have someone buy more."
Wang Huihui, who owns almost all of Deyun Society's shares, laughed nonchalantly.
Even fruit that costs over 300 yuan per kilogram.
For top-tier wealthy individuals like Wang Huihui in Kyoto, this is nothing more than a drop in the ocean of expenses.
"My hometown, Jiangshi, is one of the cherry-producing areas. In my hometown, this price could buy twenty kilograms of cherries..."
"...The taste is not much different from that of regular cherries."
Wang Yueheng chatted idly while savoring the exorbitantly priced cherries on the table.
He probably also knew who the goods in those so-called "high-end supermarkets" in Kyoto were sold to.
"Hey, your auntie just wanted something new, and also to entertain you specially."
"No family can afford to eat these exorbitantly priced fruits every day."
Guo Gang interjected with a smile.
"Actually, the reason I asked you to come here is because of my son, Dalinzi."
"You know we value this child highly, and we've always intended for him to inherit the Deyun Society business..."
After a brief chat about fruit, we got to know each other better.
Wang Huihui finally got straight to the point.
Since the last time Guo Dalin sang "The Storyteller".
Wang Huihui's opinion of Guo Dalin also changed drastically.
Ultimately, it was decided to hand over a portion of Deyun Society's shares to the eldest son of the Guo family.
To ease the previous conflict between mother and son.
in addition.
The hope is that, with Wang Yueheng's help, Guo Dalin's career will advance further and his personal reputation will be enhanced.
Ultimately, he took on the important responsibility of leading the development of Deyun Society.
But the premise is...
Guo Dalin must continue to gain popularity and recognition on the existing foundation.
Even if they couldn't match Wang Yueheng's popularity, even if they only had one-tenth of it, Guo Gang and Wang Huihui would be satisfied.
"So my wife's idea is that we are planning to make an investment and ask you to write another song for him, or produce a film or television work."
"Just name your price, and we'll do our best to meet it if you can afford it!"
Once we got down to business, Guo Gang spoke frankly.
Compared to his youngest son who is still in kindergarten, Guo Gang has also come to his senses by now.
Despite his vast fortune, he ultimately had to rely on his eldest son, Guo Dalin, to support it.
We can't really hand it over to outsiders to manage.
Since there is a great tree like Wang Yueheng to climb,
Guo Gang didn't want his son to miss out on such a good opportunity for development.
"The development of Guo Dalin is actually being planned in our studio."
"Including arranging for him to play roles in 'The Storm' and 'Blossoms'."
"According to my plan, since he is not a professional actor, it would be best for him to start with supporting roles and hone his acting skills step by step."
Wang Yueheng thought for a moment and replied seriously.
"What? Da Linzi also starred in 'Blossoms' and 'The Storm'?"
"Why didn't this child tell us about such big news?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Huihui couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice.
Wang Huihui was aware of the popularity of these two books.
If it were adapted into a film or television series, its influence and viewership would be absolutely extraordinary!
Unexpectedly, Guo Dalin was also selected for the new drama group.
"Sigh, it seems they're still a bit resistant to us, afraid that we'll object or gossip if they find out."
Recalling my previous indifferent attitude towards Guo Dalin's cross-industry development.
Guo Gang immediately realized the problem and said with a wry smile.
Clearly, his son, Guo Dalin, still did not have enough trust in him.
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