Chapter 242 One? Really!

In just half an hour, the song "alone" in the album rushed to the top of the list.

"Is this...a record breaking?"

Yao Beishan was stunned, "If you tell me, no one will believe it, right?"

Sure enough, the hot reviews have already started scolding!

"I annoy you guys who check the charts the most! When the ears of us music enthusiasts are all muffled, it's hard to tell the difference, right?"

"It's great to have two stinky money? I want to see, if you get to the top of the list, can you earn back the money you earned from the list! Bah! Swipe the list dog!"

"Uh... the two upstairs, don't be so hostile this early in the morning! How about you listen first?"

"That's right, let's listen to it first, my new brother's song won't be too bad! Besides, it's still the old man's lyrics!"

Are there any bosses?

The questioner clicked on the song information before listening to the song.

With just a glance, the "fuck" that came out of his mouth stopped in his mouth.

He froze in front of the computer like a goose being strangled by the neck.

one?

really?

Isn't it a rumor that the boss has been buried in a private cemetery in England?

Is this... a fraudulent corpse?

But obviously it's too late to argue whether it's the boss who cheated the corpse or someone is spreading rumors,

Enthusiasts rushed into "alone" in a hurry.

Listen to it again.

Not addictive.

Listen again.

Still not enough.

Hey...huh? ? ?

With a sigh of regret still in his throat, he saw the title of the album.

Click to open, 10 golden and hot new songs.

Even if three of them were heard at the concert on Friday, it does not prevent everyone from owning the high-definition version of the recording studio.

Enthusiasts started the New Year's carnival.

...

Some people are happy and some are worried.

In the producer's office of Chenguang Entertainment Media, the atmosphere was a little dignified.

Li Mofei, a music producer with a coffee-colored windbreaker and a white shirt, took off his earphones and nodded to the young man with his hands propped on his desk and an angry face, "Yes, it's him."

"impossible!"

Roaring loudly, Fu Chenlin looked like a crazy tyrannosaurus rex, "That one died a year ago! Otherwise, Shen Yuxin can release a few songs this year without pain?"

"It took me more than half a month to climb to the top of my "Light Chaser". Before my butt was hot, I was squeezed out by his broken song. Why? I don't accept it!"

"Chenlin, whether you accept it or not, this song, including the other songs in this album, are all from one. Netizens can't be wrong, and my ears can't be wrong either."

For a moment, he didn't know whether to be surprised or regretted. Li Mofei got up and walked to Fu Chenlin's side, and patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "A talent like One is rare in the music industry. Don't say it's you, just change to other music People, definitely have the same experience as you, they are not targeting you."

"I do not care!"

All the arrogance in his body exploded from his grandma's gray hair, and Fu Chenlin roared with a livid face: "You promised my dad that you would praise me. Is this the result of your praise?" "Chasing the Light" People" is the first song I wrote and composed, and I will never allow anyone to step on my debut. Never allow it!"

"Then what do you want to do?"

Li Mofei frowned as his eyebrows twitched.

"Or, step on that broken album! I don't care how many places it can climb, in short, the number one position must be my "Light Chaser"!"

"Or, you find a way to poach that one and let him write songs for me."

The young face is full of rebellious hostility and arrogance determined to win.

Li Mofei sighed with a headache.

Turning his gaze to the bookshelf behind him, Li Mofei's heart skipped a beat when he saw more than ten trophies on display.

"Uncle Li, you have a solution, right?"

Fu Chenlin was instantly excited.

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