Chapter 100: Do You Think You're Funny?

Stay calm.

I must have read it wrong.

Certainly, I must have seen it wrong.

Chen Zhiyu steadied his mind, even showing a hint of self-encouragement, then looked again, quickly turning his face away—

His face collapsed.

Damn it, what is this!

Why is it Xianyu's song!

Chen Zhiyu's mood was really messed up. The agent had said before that the singer replacing Jin Shuyu, Sun Yaohuo, was not worth mentioning. Indeed, Sun Yaohuo, this little singer, was not worth mentioning. The problem is, who wrote Sun Yaohuo's song?

Xianyu, Xianyu!

The person Chen Zhiyu fears the most!

Compared to Xian Yu, Chen Zhiyu would rather face Jin Shuyu himself. At least, everyone can rely on their own abilities.

But Xian Yu is too unpredictable.

This person can't be judged by common sense at all!

Do I have to mess up again?

Chen Zhiyu felt panicky.

But only for a dozen seconds. Chen Zhiyu gradually calmed down.

He suddenly sighed, even feeling a bit embarrassed: "I am, after all, a first-tier singer. Xianyu can ignore the gap in the singer's popularity every time. Does he really think first-tier singers are eating for nothing? Such things will happen at most only once."

The reason is simple.

He's so afraid because Xian Yu messed up last time.

So seeing these two characters reminds him of bad memories. What scares him is not Xianyu but the unforgettable memories.

It sounds quite artistic to say so.

Actually, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Although Zhao Yingge was not a first-tier at the time, with the championship of "Rising Star," she had some popularity. She could barely be considered a leading figure. Singing Xianyu's song wouldn't bury her.

And Sun Yaohuo?

Absolutely no popularity.

I guess walking on the street, no one would recognize him as a singer. Anyway, if he stood opposite, Chen Zhiyu definitely wouldn't recognize who he was.

This is good.

Fall and stand up from where you fell!

Chen Zhiyu felt that he was doing well again, casually adjusting the mouse line, and putting on the headphones next to the mouse: "Let me listen to your song this time, don't disappoint me."

He clicked on "Red Rose."

The song began with a conventional piano melody, a very common melody that he could easily play himself.

But that's it.

Chen Zhiyu smiled faintly.

At the slight pause of the piano, a deep and low voice began:

"Dreaming an endless dream in a dream

The restrained red in the red thread

After all thrills, only pains from fatigue

Then, complete indifference."

But that's it!

Chen Zhiyu maintained a smile, continuing to listen:

"As I embrace you from your behind

The face you're expecting is not mine

It can't be more ironic

I hardly understand but hope you do..."

But that's it!!

Chen Zhiyu's smile had stiffened, but he stubbornly refused to disappear. The chorus of "Red Rose" echoed in his ears:

"Is happiness too light to be light

And doesn't hurt even if abused?

Ripe and red, an empty pupil

Finally cleared, no end obtained..."

But that's it!!!

Chen Zhiyu's eyes were about to burst. He forcefully pinched his thigh, his expression gradually collapsing during the song:

"Those who can't get are always in turmoil

While the preferred feel reassured and emboldened

The red of rose – A fragile dream

When held in hand, it flows away through finger seams

And all becomes in vain."

No... but...

Chen Zhiyu could no longer hold on. He suddenly took off the headphones, covering his ears. At that moment, the agent happened to enter, smiling slightly:

"Zhiyu, listening to music?"

Obviously, this wave has stabilized!

To celebrate the summit, the agent even brought two cups and a bottle of fine red wine, arriving at Chen Zhiyu's home precisely at midnight. Because their relationship was excellent, he had his own key to the artist's home.

Listening to music?

Chen Zhiyu seemed to be struck by something and forcefully covered his ears even more: "I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm not listening!"

"???"

The agent was somewhat puzzled. This scene, falling into his eyes, for some reason, seemed strangely familiar.

"Wake up a bit."

The agent frowned.

Chen Zhiyu's emotions gradually calmed down. He no longer covered his ears, just staring at the agent: "Didn't you say there are no experts in this episode?"

"There really aren't any experts."

The agent's tone was very certain.

Seeing the agent's innocent look, Chen Zhiyu sighed and didn't say much. Silently, he put on the headphones again and listened to the song once more.

"It's really good."

After listening this time, Chen Zhiyu directly downloaded "Red Rose" and added it to his playlist.

"What are you doing?"

The agent's mouth twitched, witnessing Chen Zhiyu's actions throughout, suddenly having a somewhat uneasy feeling.

"In our music industry, this is called a surrender move."

Chen Zhiyu raised his hands, ┗( T﹏T )┛

The agent: "..."

Chen Zhiyu muttered to himself, "I'm really foolish, really."

He lifted his lifeless eyes, "I only knew that no first-tier singers were coming in June, thinking I could take advantage, but I didn't know Music Dad would also come."

The agent sighed, having a rough idea of what happened: "No hope?"

"There's hope."

Chen Zhiyu said, "Just avoid him."

Chen Zhiyu pointed to the lyricist and composer behind "Red Rose."

The agent saw the words "Xianyu" and his face changed.

At this moment, he recalled the fear that these two words had once dominated.

No wonder when he entered just now, he felt the atmosphere was strangely familiar. It turns out we've avoided it for a few months, only to run into Xian Yu's gun again?

What bad luck!

One Jin Shuyu left, and here comes Xian Yu. It feels like the difficulty level of the game has suddenly become more exaggerated!

"I'll make sure to inquire clearly next time!" The agent declared decisively.

"Next time for sure?"

"Next time for sure!"

"I don't believe you anymore."

Chen Zhiyu sighed, "You're just a jinx."

The agent sighed, "Actually, I also prepared a gift for you. It's outside the door now, along with this wine. I wanted to celebrate our topping the charts."

"..."

Chen Zhiyu didn't want to talk.

The agent opened the door and brought in a box.

Chen Zhiyu looked up at the agent, "What is this?"

The agent said, "An aquarium. Didn't you say that keeping cats is too troublesome, and keeping fish is easier?"

"Oh, triumph in the mud!"

Chen Zhiyu suddenly felt very wronged.

He forcefully pushed the agent out of the room, also throwing the agent's box out: "Even if I starve to death, I will never keep fish! Not in this lifetime!"

"Why?"

[T/N: Xianyu translates to Envy Fish.]

After the agent asked, he suddenly slapped his forehead, and the atmosphere became silent and awkward. 

For a long time.

The agent finally said, "So you have ichthyophobia."

Chen Zhiyu widened his eyes, looking at him in astonishment, "Do you think you're funny?"