"To be precise, it is 1.23 million copies. As of last week, the sales volume has reached 2.54 million copies. The cumulative downloads on the entire network have exceeded 500 million, of which the title song "Confession" has been downloaded 50 million times. "Su Ruowan looked arrogant.
The second brother is a national idol singer and a very capable singer. For two months before and after the second brother released his song, no singer dared to release an album for fear of being crushed by the second brother.
"Brother Yan will release a new song next month, and he will definitely be the best again, crushing everyone who released albums before and after."
"Fuck, releasing a song on the 18th? A few days ago my Peipei forwarded a video of a junior from the same company, also releasing a song on the 18th."
"Who is it? Is he an old singer?"
"No, he's a newcomer. I forgot his name. In the video, he only sang two lines and introduced himself without showing his face."
"If you don't dare to show your face, you must be an ugly guy who doesn't dare to meet people. How many singers are as good as our second brother? Not only are they so handsome, but they are also so talented."
"I think so. What kind of idiot is this? A newcomer dares to post a song with the second brother in the same day. He is just looking for death!"
A group of little sisters heard that there was a new singer releasing an album with Su Muyan. They almost laughed to death. They simply admired the courage of the new singer. It is true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but the bolder they are, the more miserable their death will be.
When Chen Xi heard their disdainful talk, he sneered and curled his lips, twitching his fingers at the short-haired girl next to him and whispering a few words in her ear.
The girl's name is Chu Ying. She is the closest to Song Wenye. She has a closer relationship with Shen Xi than the other girls. She slapped the table, stood up, and pointed at Su Ruowan and the others next door: "I said, you guys Did they all grow up eating shit?”
Chen Bingbing's expression changed and she threw her chopsticks: "Chu Ying, what do you mean by riding on the horse? We have provoked you, do you want to fight?"
Chu Ying sneered: "Are you sure you can beat us?"
Chen Bingbing's face turned red with anger. She glanced at the people on the opposite side, which had half as many people as them, and said, "What do you mean?"
"You are allowed to insult my idol, but you are not allowed to stand up for my idol? You can scold my idol behind his back, but why can't I scold you?" Chu Ying was very arrogant.
Chen Bingbing: "Who is your idol? When did we call you an idol?"
Chu Ying: "The new singer you are scolding, Qi Xiu is my idol. I have been following him for a long time, and I just like him."
When Chen Bingbing heard this, she laughed disdainfully: "Surely, there are just as many idols as there are fans. They have no quality."
Chu Ying pointed at them: "You insult my idol, you are insulting me. Which of you just insulted my idol, apologize to me now."
Chen Bingbing: "What did we say wrong? Is he better-looking and more talented than our brother Yan? Or will his album sales be better than our brother Yan's when the time comes?"
Chu Ying was annoyed, as if she wanted to fight with others: "Why are you so sure that my idol is worse than Su Muyan? What if he is more handsome than Su Muyan, sells more albums for more money than him, and is more talented than him? You guys? Kneel down and eat shit in front of me?”
Chen Bingbing: "I got so angry that I told him that if his album sales are better than our brother Yan, I will buy a thousand of his albums in one go to help him sell more copies."
Damn it, a young newcomer dares to leapfrog their level and challenge their brother Yan. He simply doesn’t know how high the sky is. Why doesn’t he go to heaven!
"That's what you said." Chu Ying looked at them, full of arrogance: "A thousand albums are too few. Show some sincerity and buy 10,000 albums per person!"
Chen Bingbing laughed at her words: "Just buy it, who is afraid of whom? If your idol can't beat Brother Yan, do you dare to buy 10,000 copies of Brother Yan's album each of you here?"
How could anything these days have fans? Since the new singer was her junior brother, she sold him a favor.
"Who dares to be a grandson?" Chu Ying decided directly: "I'm afraid that you will say that we bully others, because we are not as good as our looks and talents. I am an idol with divine looks and talents. I'm afraid that Su Muyan will feel inferior after seeing this, lest you say that I am To bully people, let’s calculate the album sales in the first month, and whoever sells more money will win.”
"Okay, whatever you say will be whatever it is." Chen Bingbing was not afraid at all.
Chu Ying was going crazy because she wanted to stand up for her idol. What kind of bullshit idol, a newcomer, wanted to beat Brother Yan, it was just a fool’s errand.
Not to mention he is a newbie, even among China's established singers with a fan base, few dare to release an album at the same time as Brother Yan for fear of being beaten by him.
After all, the fans of Brother Yan's family are recognized in the industry as being rich. They buy albums and sell sales without mercy. They are also the most generous in spending money to promote the charts. In all aspects, they scorn the singers of the same period, let alone a newbie. He could be crushed to death with just one finger.
Su Ruowan also looked confident. She glanced in Shen Xi's direction sarcastically and pulled Chen Bingbing: "Bingbing, don't be like this. Ten thousand albums are too many."
There are 20,000 albums. The second brother released a regular second album with 12 songs and a signed poster. The price of one album is 1.08, and the price of 10,000 copies is 1.08 million.
After hearing what Su Ruowan said, the other little sisters in Rocket Class also hesitated. Ten thousand albums is not a small amount, it is more than one million!
Although they are not short of money to spend, they can scrape together so much money, but with more than one million, what kind of bet do you want to make? Isn’t it nice to buy bags, cosmetics and clothes
"You don't dare. If you can't afford to lose, apologize to my idol now." Chu Ying had Shen Xi's support behind her, and she had the aura to fight with others: "I don't have the same experience as you."
Chen Bingbing looked at the other little sisters and lowered her voice: "Do you think Brother Yan can't even beat a new singer?"
Look at each of them, they are cowards, don’t they have more than one million? If it doesn't work, selling a few limited edition bags is enough.
Besides, with Brother Yan’s ability, how could he lose to a newbie singer
Shen Xi spoke up at the right time. The voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it passed into everyone's ears clearly. The voice was smooth and pleasant, with a clear smile: "Yingying, I don't dare to play, you ah , don’t embarrass others, after all, it is more than one million, not one or two hundred, it is worth several years of income of ordinary people. "
Su Ruowan's group of little sisters, with different expressions, felt harsh when they heard her words, and their eyes swung towards her with a mixture of shame and anger.
Shen Xi made it clear that he was just laughing at them and calling them poor. They were not ordinary families with an average family's income in a few years.
(End of chapter)