Chapter 49: Ghostly Howls and Wolfish Wails?

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Chapter 49: Ghostly Howls and Wolfish Cries?
"Hello, Mr. Zhou..."
"I am a game company owner and a freelance creator..."
"I am very well aware of the environment Mr. Zhou Yang is currently in..."
"This is a great era, and in such a great era, many people immerse themselves in the spotlight and glamorous vanity, even if this vanity is as fleeting as foam..."
"I have seen many stars who were once brilliant, dazzling beyond compare, reaching the absolute peak of their field..."
"I have also witnessed their fall. No matter how brilliant a star was, when they fell, they still streaked across the night sky like a meteor, leaving behind only a sigh..."
"However, I know that Mr. Zhou Yang is not such a person..."
"Many people on the internet are guessing what you have been doing for the past year or so without releasing an album..."
"Some netizens are even discussing whether you, like several predecessors before you, are gradually running out of talent and approaching your downfall..."
"However, I know that you have been meticulously polishing your album, hoping that it will surpass your previous works and take your career to new heights. I can even imagine how every day you face numerous creative submissions from all directions, filled with anticipation, only to be disappointed over and over again..."
"I suppose the things they write might be quite good, but they are definitely not the style you are hoping for..."
"..."

The CD was inserted into the computer.
Soon, a young man popped up on the screen.
The young man stared directly at the lens, his expression extremely calm. His words were neither humble nor arrogant, yet his voice carried a certain striking impact.
At the same time, his facial expressions were rich, and after finishing every sentence, his gaze was so sincere that it felt almost unbelievable.
Zhou Yang looked at Zhang Yang.
He felt a trace of confusion.
Who was this person?
What did he want?
Although Zhang Yang's standalone game had been popular for a while, it hadn't radiated across the entire mainland, let alone crossed into the standalone gaming circle, not to mention reaching Taiwan.
A freelance creator?
Was this person trying to submit a work?
"Turn it off. It's probably just another fan sending things to grab attention and beg for an autograph," manager Li Ziwen said with a frown after watching halfway.
Ever since Zhou Yang became famous, their company had received all sorts of messy things over the years.
Roses, gifts, snacks, and the like were still considered normal.
The most outrageous things sent to them were actually private undergarments and underwear, begging for autographs...
Wasn't this the kind of stuff that gives people a cerebral hemorrhage?
"Let's keep watching... This person seems to have some substance..."
Zhou Yang, however, shook his head.
He paused Zhang Yang's video.
Then he searched the internet for Zhang Yang's name and his gaming company...
To his surprise, quite a bit of news regarding Zhang Yang popped up instantly.
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The earliest news...
Was a video of Zhang Yang standing in an internet cafe giving a speech during an awards ceremony.
"This is a game!"
"But at the same time, this is e-sports!"
"Just like physical sports in reality, the only difference is that it exists online!"
"I hope that one day, many of us will be able to stand on the arena and, amidst the attention of the masses, compete on the same stage with friends from all countries!"
"We will have opponents, and the opponents will be very strong!"
"We will have teammates, teams, clubs just like football, our own glory, dreams to fight for, and resounding battle hymns!"
"..."
"..."
In the internet cafe, Zhang Yang stood very confidently, facing everyone, brimming with grand ambitions.
After briefly finishing the video, Zhou Yang confirmed that this fellow was neither a fraud nor a fan.
After checking this guy's game download counts and his background experiences across various aspects, Zhou Yang suddenly felt that this fellow's experiences over the past few months were indeed quite fascinating.
"This person is like a madman. Playing games is just playing games, what's all this nonsense about e-sports?" manager Li Ziwen shook her head.
"No, I think this guy has quite a lot of ideas. Anyway, let's listen to the second half of the video first; there might be a surprise."
"Well, you watch it then. I'm going downstairs to handle some other matters first. We still have a few foreign brands to contact later..." Li Ziwen clearly didn't have much interest in Zhang Yang. After glancing at the video, she turned around and left.
"Mm, alright."
Zhou Yang continued watching the video.
"Mr. Zhou, I am going to present an original song. If I were to mail the sheet music to you, it would seem lacking in sincerity and would also make it very easy for you to overlook it..."
"So, I simply chose to sing it acapella directly in the recording studio. I hope you can turn the volume up just a little bit and spend about a minute listening to it!"
"..."
Upon seeing this, Zhou Yang stared at the screen with growing interest and subconsciously turned the volume up slightly...
Although he knew the probability of this being anything good was extremely low...
For some reason!
He actually felt a slight sense of anticipation?
Finally, he watched Zhang Yang on the screen clear his throat...
"The sparrows outside~ the window~ are chattering on the telephone pole~
You said~ this sentence~ has a very strong summer feel~"
After Zhou Yang finished listening!
His expression changed drastically in sheer shock!
随后……
"What on earth is going on? What is with this rumbling thunder-like sound? Is this really something a human can sing?"
Outside the room, the manager, who was handling matters, was also startled when she heard a sound resembling a rolling thunderclap.
She pushed open the door...
And looked at Zhang Yang on the screen, who was self-absorbed, holding an extremely high opinion of himself, and starting to sway his head back and forth.
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She widened her eyes.
She was somewhat terrified!
What kind of abomination was this singing...

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July 10th.
Another night of insomnia.
Chen Weiwei, the CEO of Bluebird Technology, crawled out of bed and checked the messages on her phone.
On Zhou Yang's side, there was still no reply for her up to this point.
She felt a sense of disappointment.
It seemed her company was still too small, and Zhou Yang simply didn't want to respond to her.
Probably...
This endorsement deal was going to fall through.
However, even if it was a rejection, the least they could do was give a reply, right?
Was her company not even worthy of an echo?
Although disappointed, Chen Weiwei was not discouraged. After getting up, washing up, and eating a little something, she threw herself back into the busy routine of a new day.
At noon.
Her assistant, Liu Ying, brought back some rather unfavorable news.
The news claimed that Lianzhong Computers had offered an endorsement price of ten million...
Ten million—this was already close to a premium endorsement fee.
Basically, almost no one could refuse such a price.
It seemed likely that her chances were gone.
Just as she was shaking her head and trying to put it out of her mind, her phone rang.
"President Chen..."
"Ah? Hello, Sister Wen..."
"President Chen, if you want to invite us to talk about an endorsement, then let's talk about an endorsement. Why on earth did you send Zhang Yang's acapella to scare people..."
"Huh? What is on Zhang Yang's CD?"
"It's his tone-deaf acapella, sung with an absurdly high opinion of himself!"
"Ah?" Upon hearing this news, Chen Weiwei was practically dumbfounded.
What on earth was this fellow Zhang Yang trying to do?
"You could have just had Zhang Yang send the sheet music and lyrics directly. That song has already been registered anyway, and we wouldn't infringe on copyright. Was it really necessary to go to all that trouble and run into a recording studio to sing it yourself? Alright, let's talk when I arrive on the mainland later."
"Ah, you're coming over now?"
"Mhm, Zhang Yang's singing was a bit like ghosts wailing and wolves howling, but our Zhou Yang thinks the song is quite good... Yep, we'll take it!"
"????"
(End of this chapter)
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