Chapter 249: King of Force: My Combat Power Is only 8,000, and His Combat Power Is 800,000!

Xu Chen is so angry!

The new album is online, it’s Porsche again, and it’s a fleet of beautiful and rich women.

Hong Kong's most prosperous Central, Victoria Harbour, Tsim Sha Tsui, Yau Ma Tei...

Everywhere this kid went, there were traffic jams and huge crowds of people.

All the entertainment reporters in Hong Kong were smelling the exhaust fumes of his Porsche and chasing hot news.

So much so that Hu Tianlan, editor-in-chief of Hong Kong Entertainment Bible One Weekly, urgently revised the latest issue and published an article saying: "Mainland Super Planet Impacts Hong Kong!!!"

A slightly older, experienced Hong Kong man.

The big sister in Hong Kong.

He gave Xu Chen a blow on the chest with his fist, and was surprised and impressed: "You boy, I have never seen such an arrogant person in my whole life, Mei Yan, why don't I call you Big Brother?"

"Hey~" Xu Chen smiled: "You saw it today."

"Aunt Mei, you didn't bring your little boyfriend here. You really can't live well. My concert tickets cost several thousand Hong Kong dollars every minute." Xu Chen looked at her.

I didn’t see Zhao Wenzhuo.

Talk.

Xu Chen immediately sang about serving the country with loyalty, and asked Lao Zhao to go up and kick a knife. The concert was very effective.

"Chen Zai, I am worth billions, can I support you in singing?" Anita Mui rolled her eyes and said something to Xu Chen.

He stared at Leslie Cheung and smiled slyly: "Chen Zai, you really seduced Zhou Huiming. You did a good job. I already disliked this boy. He is a scumbag..."

Xu Chen opened Anita Mui's arm.

"Chen Zai, of course I didn't mean to scold you." Anita Mui wanted to roll her eyes again, but Xu Chen was also a scumbag.

He touched Xu Chen on his shoulder, winked, and smiled cheaply: "Guorong used to like Zhou Huiming, but it's a pity that falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless. People only regard him as a brother. Come to me for a drink at night, Chen, you have to be you."

Xu Chen stared at Leslie Cheung.

I can’t tell!

Talk.

Nakamori Akina and Zhou Huimin are both Leslie Cheung's goddesses, but Guorong didn't seduce any of the goddesses. Good brother, my brother will help you avenge your hatred and beat the goddess severely.

"Ahem..." Leslie Cheung coughed awkwardly, with gentle eyes, and said to Xu Chen: "Chenzi, Aunt Mei is a crazy bitch, please ignore her. Aunt Mei and I also want to go to this concert to have fun. "

"Yes, Chenzai, Rongzai and I haven't had a concert this year. As the younger brother, of course you want to let the eldest sister and the eldest brother have a good time." The eldest sister didn't give the younger brother a chance to refuse.

He grinned widely: "The old gangster Ye Qianwen and the dead bitch Wang Fei are not here, otherwise if the five of us go up, the Hong Kong music scene will be nothing. The Chinese music scene will be shaken."

Leslie Cheung smiled relaxedly for the first time in a long time.

In 1998, he was surrounded by public opinion. Compared with 1997, he was silent and gloomy. When he got along with friends, the gloom subsided.

Warmth surged in Xu Chen's chest.

The reason why Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui appeared was because they were worried about him and wanted to help him hold on.

Leslie Cheung’s eyes were gentle.

Anita Mui is heartless.

Xu Chen felt sad, holding Anita Mui and Leslie Cheung in his arms, and said with a sneer, "Haha, what a beautiful thought. Of course I will sing in my concert. If you want to sing, go to your own concert."

"Brother Zhang, Aunt Mei, thank you. There are roads that we can only walk on our own."

Xu Chen looked serious.

He is in charge of the right to speak in the Chinese pop music world. Following the four great kings, he is the next generation of Chinese pop music world kings!

Want status.

You can only grab it yourself!

Then.

His serious expression instantly turned into a playful smile, and he said, "Of course, I can't refuse Rongzai and Xiaomei's request. At the end of the concert, let's sing the song "Best Harmful Friend." How about that? How about that?"

Xu Chen's new album, the best to harm friends, has luxurious configurations and can be called the first in the Chinese pop music world.

Anita Mui played the piano, Michelle Yeh sang the harmonies, Leslie Cheung played the drums, and the princess played the chords.

The worst inside.

Zhang Yadong, a gold medal producer in the Chinese pop music scene, is responsible for serving tea and water.

"Hi~ Chenzai, you're seducing me." Anita Mui muttered and held up her breast ring.

Xu Chen touched his arms blindly, but Zhao Wenzhuo didn’t even touch him~

"Chen Zai, that's good. You have one-tenth of the magnanimity I had back then." Leslie Cheung smiled lightly: "You can barely be a king."

"Damn it, if you don't act like a bastard or a hooligan, you two can't stand it, right?" Xu Chen complained.

At this time.

Warner Zhou Jianbin came in wet.

Saw Xu Chen, Leslie Cheung and others.

Zhou Jianbin greeted politely: "Mr. Zhang, Miss Mei, welcome to Mr. Xu's concert."

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui have rich experience.

Seeing Zhou Jianbin in a panic.

Their eyes immediately met, Leslie Cheung's eyebrows twisted slightly, and he said politely: "Mr. Zhou, you're welcome, is it raining outside now?"

"right."

Zhou Jianbin raised his head and wiped the rain off his face. With a heavy heart, he said worriedly: "Mr. Xu, there are 8,000 people in the stadium now, and there is a heavy rainstorm. Our fan meeting this time..."

Zhou Jianbin has excellent qualities.

At this time, I couldn't control my emotions, my mood collapsed, and I just wanted to scold my mother.

It’s so hard!

Seeing.

Xu Chen is like a wildfire in Hong Kong!

Raging fire.

Unstoppable!

result.

God is not good at it.

If there is a heavy rain, will God cut off Xu Chen's path to becoming a king?

40,000 people.

Such bad weather with heavy rain.

Who can guarantee that the concert will reach 40,000 people!

There are not 40,000 people.

Xu Chen's concert failed. On June 8, Aaron Kwok also held a concert with 40,000 people.

It pales in comparison!

Xu Chen's duel with the four kings and ascending to the throne of the Chinese pop music world can only be a dream!

Ten years in the Chinese music scene.

There are not just four heavenly kings!

The same goes for the talented singers who are stunning and sweeping the world.

only.

The talented singers who challenged the Four Heavenly Kings, without exception, fell before the Four Heavenly Kings.

Is Xu Chen going to be like Zhou Huajian, Wang Jie, etc.!

Zhou Jianbin said one sentence.

Leslie Cheung. Anita Mui looked silent. It was raining heavily. Even they couldn't guarantee that 40,000 people would come to the concert regardless of rain or shine.

Xu Chen is in a difficult and dangerous situation!

"Old Zhou, God help me!" Xu Chen was not afraid at all.

even.

He said: "Old Zhou, it's raining so well. Aaron Kwok has a concert with 40,000 people on a sunny day, and I have a concert with 40,000 people on a rainy day. Now when I look at Hong Kong circles, who else dares to say that I, Xu Chen, am not as good as the Four Heavenly Kings?" !”

"Old Zhou, if you want to be a legendary superstar, you must have legendary deeds!"

"It rained heavily, and 40,000 Hong Kong citizens came as promised. Isn't this legendary enough?" Xu Chen put his arm around Zhou Jianbin's shoulders: "Old Zhou, change your clothes quickly. The cold is gone."

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui were stunned for a moment.

"Achen, you are right. If you want to be a legendary superstar, you must have legendary deeds." Leslie Cheung's eyes were gentle.

Xu Chen has never failed or been frustrated.

any difficulty.

In front of him, everything was trivial and trivial. With such a strong heart, he seemed pretentious in comparison.

if.

Regarding Xu Chen's own affairs, Xu Chen would probably raise his middle finger to the sky and say: "Go to hell, I won't take care of you anymore."

"Achen, you are the king now!" Leslie Cheung hammered Xu Chen's chest.

The second generation legendary superstar in the Chinese music scene.

Personally award the medal to Xu Chen.

"Chen Zai, you are so handsome." Anita Mui's eyes showed jealousy.

This damn woman, the princess, is so lucky!

The little girl is so handsome and sexy, and has such a masculine look that her hormones are almost overflowing.

Zhou Jianbin was encouraged by Xu Chen's state.

His fighting spirit was high, and he said: "Mr. Xu, this little cold is not a problem. I will go and guard at the entrance of the gymnasium now."

…………

Heavy rain in Hong Kong in the afternoon.

Word reached the gym.

The Hong Kong music scene was stunned when they received the news.

What the hell.

Xu Chen is so unlucky!

At the critical moment of the showdown with Aaron Kwok, it rained.

They all turned their heads.

He looked around the gym.

40,000 people.

Now it's sparsely populated, with 8,000 people sitting there.

When Sony Chen Zeshan received the news, the corners of his mouth never stopped raising.

Xu Chen's sense of oppression was too strong.

From the first day the album was released.

In the war between Sony and Warner, the situation is not under Sony's control at all.

Chen Zeshan, who has been in the industry for many years and is proficient in the marketing strategies of the Chinese music industry and is known as the god of Chinese marketing, is completely confused and confused.

Previous marketing experience.

It simply can’t keep up with Warner’s thinking.

Just talk about concerts.

It can be called a god-level album marketing, and it instantly defeated the thieves who took advantage of the Hong Kong music scene, forcing Sony to follow the trump card for the ultimate showdown.

Such a sharp, vicious and disgusting move.

The result was extinguished by a rain.

Shooting himself in the foot, Warner Zhou Jianbin must just want to scold his mother now!

The corners of Sony Chen Zeshan's mouth turned up, and he crossed his legs leisurely.

His back rested easily against the back of the chair, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Zhou Jianbin, Zhou Jianbin, I want to see what other tricks you can come up with."

"Xu Chen is miserable now."

The prince of Hong Kong, Cheng Zhongji, frowned and felt unhappy.

Without giving any favor to manager Huang Bo, he retorted: "Even if Xu Chen loses, Aaron Kwok has nothing to be proud of. If it doesn't rain, it's up to us who will lose and who will win."

"Losing means losing, winning means winning." Huang Baiqing sighed.

Xu Chen's ascension failed.

Falling to the same status as Cheng Zhongji, Nicholas Tse and Eason Chan.

Huang Bai asked the pressure to be relieved, and said cheerfully: "When you debut, you have countless resources like the gold medal. Your father is the talker in the Hong Kong music scene. If you want to sing with the kings and queens, you can sing with them. Is it right for Eason Chan or Eason Chan?" Ku Juji, is this really fair?”

"The weak prey on the strong, the entertainment industry only cares about the results, who cares about the process." Huang Baiqing sneered: "Xu Chen's result is now doomed. Rain or not, he will lose to Aaron Kwok. Xu Chen will have to wait a few years if he wants to take charge of the Chinese music scene."

"In a few years, who will be able to say for sure who will dominate whom."

…………

The entrance of Hung Hom Stadium.

The heavy rain poured down like rain, and Hong Kong fell into the sea.

Zhou Jianbin was wet all over and patrolled the ticket check-in channel despite the heavy rain.

Twelve ticket check-in channels.

Even though it was raining heavily, from the rain curtain, an endless stream of figures gradually became clear, walking towards Zhou Jianbin like gods.

A full half hour.

Zhou Jianbin was like a man possessed, counting each person one by one without being able to count them to the end.

Calling the Warner staff, they were like machine guns: "How many people are there now? Have the people sent out to ensure smooth traffic flow heard back? When will the album collection truck arrive?"

There is no admission fee for the concert.

Warner prepared 100,000 albums to be sold at the Hung Hom Stadium. This number is not much, two albums per person.

It is better to prepare more than less, because it costs money.

"Boss, there are almost 15,000 people. The rain is too heavy. The Hung Hom Bypass, Kangzhuang Road, and Chatham Road are all blocked. Our album truck can't get in, and the audience truck can't get in. Boss, if this goes on, I think 40,000 people..."

"What are you looking at? 40,000 people, 40,000 people, not one less!" Zhou Jianbin was as angry as a fierce tiger, and his expression was serious: "Old Sun, this is handed over to you, don't make a mess, no matter how heavy the rain is, follow the rehearsal plan."

"I will go to the leaders of Yau Tsim Mong District now, and the way in must not be blocked!" Zhou Jianbin was soaked all over, and communicated with the bosses in the district in the heavy rain.

So.

The entire Hung Hom Stadium area, the traffic police's sirens rang loudly, and they directed traffic in the heavy rain.

A steady stream of cars converged in front of the Hung Hom Stadium.

Colorful umbrellas covered the sky and formed colorful clouds under the rain.

Hong Kong entertainment reporters.

They were all going crazy. Even the heavy rain could not extinguish their determination to chase hot spots.

Photos from the front line were continuously transmitted to the newspaper office.

The fast-paced Hong Kong media.

Looking at the newly written press release, he collapsed and went crazy again. He cursed Xu Chen fiercely, tore up the press release, and rewrote the manuscript.

…………

The clock ticked.

Hung Hom Stadium.

The empty space was gradually filled with people. Under the guidance of the staff, the stadium was slowly inflated.

It was raining heavily outside.

It was very cold in the stadium. The crowd was surging. They were all shivering with cold, hugging their arms tightly to resist the cold.

Chen Zeshan's expression changed from a sure win, to just so-so, to Xu Chen is worthy of challenging the Four Heavenly Kings Aaron Kwok, to...

Fuck!

It's raining heavily, why don't you stay at home and sleep with your wife, but come out to watch the concert, are you sick!

His face was extremely ugly.

His elegant and fair cheeks were smeared with pig blood, his eyes were staring, watching the crowds gradually filling the stadium.

Chen Zeshan seemed to have lost his strength, and instantly leaned against the back of the chair, his face was dark, and a voice popped out from his teeth: "Everyone is here, who says the concert is successful? Xu Chen's performance effect can't be better than the Four Heavenly Kings Aaron Kwok."

Hong Kong music scene.

Completely silent.

No comparison, really no comparison.

Xu Chen's popularity in the Hong Kong music scene is too terrifying. Even in heavy rain, he can gather 40,000 people for a concert.

Although it doesn't cost money.

But it's raining heavily. I don't want to go out even if I'm paid. I'm cold and tired. It's so comfortable to stay in bed.

Obviously.

Hong Kong citizens think that staying in bed is comfortable, but Xu Chen's concert is simply the best!

Six o'clock.

The whole stadium burst into bright light in an instant.

Eighteen white light rays, like X-rays, swept across the whole venue, illuminating the tired and cold cheeks of Hong Kong fans.

The lights came on in an instant.

And then went out in an instant.

The whole stadium was suddenly silent, and only the strong and powerful beating of the heart in the chest could be felt.

Eyes focused on the stage.

Sound.

The explosive and passionate music, like a raging torrent, instantly swept the stadium.

Xu Chen brought his first song.

Descendants of the Dragon!