BSI Chapter 451 Harvesting the Whole World
Chapter 451 Harvesting the Whole World
now.
Jiang Bai wasn't the only one who came out of his room to watch the commotion.
A large crowd had gathered on both sides of the corridor.
There was a hotel manager in uniform, sweating profusely with anxiety.
There were several cleaning ladies holding towels, looking completely bewildered.
There were also a few guests wearing bathrobes who originally intended to come out and complain about the disturbance.
More often, people of all ages, both men and women, who knew the whole story, joined in, their eyes red and tears streaming down their faces, discussing the song "Lupin Flower."
As a result, some customers who glanced at their phones also started following along.
"Sir, Mr. Li, please calm down!"
The hotel manager, wiping his sweat, bent down to offer advice:
"This is a public place. If you really miss home, can we book you a plane ticket back to your hometown right now?"
"I'm not going back! I've lost my mother!"
Mr. Li patted the carpet, crying like a 200-pound child:
"I just listened to the song 'Lupin Flower'... I feel like I've wasted all the money I've ever earned in my life!"
"Bai Zhi sang so well, even the stars in the sky are silent... My mom must be cursing me from heaven for being an unfilial son!"
The surrounding guests echoed this sentiment.
"That's right... I listened to that song too. Now, when I look at the chandelier in this hotel, it's like my great-grandmother's eyes. They're so bright."
"Goddess Baizhi is too ruthless. Her shout directly led me to see through the illusions of the mortal world."
"Manager, don't stop him, let him cry. If I hadn't just entered a period of deep reflection, I'd be sitting there crying with him right now."
"......"
Seeing that the situation in the corridor was getting out of control, Jiang Bai quickly turned around and went back into the house, closing the door behind him.
"Tongzi, look at this lingering effect, there's still someone crying here in the middle of the night."
"No wonder these two sad songs were able to bring me a million popularity points in such a short time!"
"Judging by the influence of these kinds of songs, if those songs come out in the future, my popularity rating will probably jump to hundreds of millions!"
[Host, I must solemnly remind you.]
[Although your popularity is soaring, if you keep singing these 'funeral-level' depressing songs endlessly, I'm afraid the entire Chinese population will fall into collective depression.]
[If the streets were filled with adults crying over stars, society would probably grind to a halt on the spot!]
Jiang Bai nodded in deep agreement, and recalling the middle-aged man who had just been crying, his expression turned solemn:
"You're right, one shouldn't be too selfish."
"Our fellow Chinese are living a prosperous life, and I really can't let everyone sing until they see through the vanity of the world just for a little bit of popularity."
[Ding! Host, you're teachable. It seems you've finally awakened to the social responsibility of a top idol...]
"so!"
Jiang Bai slapped his thigh suddenly, his eyes flashing with a kind of insane light:
"I've made up my mind!"
"From now on, we must use targeted and precise delivery of these tear gas nuclear weapons!"
"For example, go to neighboring Japan and sing 'Arigatou' (Tearful Confession), or go to the West and hit 'Love is Gone' or 'Someone Like You'!"
"If we're going to harvest sorrow, then we should harvest the whole world!"
"Let those foreigners experience what it means to be so upset they can't even take care of themselves!"
【….】
[Host, I retract what I just said.]
[You're really sarcastic! Are you planning to turn your future world tours into 'global mass funerals'? The death rate at your concerts will probably skyrocket!]
Jiang Bai chuckled and waved his hand dismissively:
"This is called cultural export! Let them feel the compassion of the Chinese goddess through their tears, understand?"
Just then.
I was just chatting nonsense with the system when my phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket.
Jiang Bai took it out and saw that it was WeChat.
Upon opening the message, I saw the note was 【Dream Studio - A-Qiang】.
A-Qiang: [Teacher Bai Zhi!! It's done! Everything's done! I've sent the finished product to your email, please take a look! I've never seen such a perfect voice in my life, really, it's even better than when you recorded it before!]
Immediately afterwards, three high-quality audio files were sent over.
The file names are: "Red Wish", "How Sigh", and the theme song of Beauty's Rival in Palace, "Falling Flowers".
Jiang Bai paused for a moment, scratched his head, and muttered:
"Wait a minute, this was recorded yesterday, Friday, and today is only Saturday."
"When did Ah Qiang evolve into the Flash?"
"Didn't it used to take a whole week to get a finished product just by recording an audio file?"
[That's normal, host. As your fame grows, the priority for your song production will be raised to the top!]
[I bet this kid worked all night with the whole studio to get it done for you. With your improvements in various areas, the production speed is naturally much faster.]
"So that's how it is. This is the treatment for geniuses!"
Jiang Bai smiled and casually clicked on "Fallen Flowers".
As soon as the prelude began, a rich and poignant sense of courtly destiny instantly filled the entire suite.
This song was the soul of the TV series "Beauty's Rival in Palace" in its previous life; every lyric seemed tailor-made for the drama.
In my previous life, along with the immense popularity of "Beauty's Rival in Palace," the song "Falling Flowers" also dominated various music charts and became a sensation!
"Beauty's Rival in Palace" and "Falling Flowers" can be said to have complemented each other perfectly!
"Flowers are most precious when they bloom; once they fall, they wither away."
Jiang Bai listened to it once and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.
Ah Qiang really put his heart into this play, and his handling of the later stages was excellent.
That ethereal yet slightly broken voice, paired with the retro music style, is simply a perfect match!
"Alright, now that the finished product has arrived, it's time to return it to its rightful owner."
Jiang Bai opened Yu Zheng's chat window, sent him the audio file of "Falling Flowers," and added a caption:
[Director Yu, listen to this, the theme song is ready.]