Chapter 297: The New Asian Dance King Goes Online

Due to the time difference, Warner's album release time this time was a huge surprise for many of Zhou Yi's domestic fans—

Because today is Monday.

Everyone goes to work or school as usual during the day; there is absolutely no need to skip class or ask for leave to rush to the nearest music store and grab Zhou Yi's new album.

Moreover, although Warner claimed a global simultaneous release, the time difference factor stands in the way; it is impossible to expect fans to get up in the middle of the night to buy the album.

Therefore, after Warner's deliberation, the album release time for the East Asian region was set according to China's time—19:08.

This is the first time a domestic singer has released an album during the prime evening slot; analyzing by time difference, it is a genuine, no-watered-down global premiere, with maximum prestige.

Due to the massive influence of the World Cup, the intensity of newspaper promotions during the day was maxed out; combined with Zhou Yi's action of bringing honor to the Chinese people on the World Cup final stage, the heat was like pouring oil on the fire—

"Zhou Yi's First English Album Released, The First Person in the Mandarin Music Industry to Conquer the International Stage!"

"Announcing His Arrival to the World—Zhou Yi!"

"The World Cup Curtain Falls, The Curtain for Zhou Yi Is About to Rise!"

"..."

Across the two sides of the strait and the three regions, under Warner's no-stone-unturned spending spree, Zhou Yi, who had made a huge splash in front of the global and even worldwide audience at the World Cup closing ceremony, used this marketing wave to thoroughly spread the fame of his new album to every corner of the Divine Land—

If animals could understand human speech and read newspapers, Warner would have wished even the rats in the sewers, the dogs passing by the curb, and the cats catching birds in the fields knew about this.

So much so that by the time the album went on sale, to grab the premiere, long queues unexpectedly formed in front of some large music stores in various places—

"Bro, you want Zhou Yi's new album 'The Attitude Show'? Not expensive, 240 yuan."

"Damn your mother! You scumbag, 240? Why don't you just go rob a bank?"

Guangzhou, Yuexiu, outside a certain music store with a long queue.

After continuously checking familiar stores and failing to get Zhou Yi's new album, Tang Jiafeng had no choice but to turn to the scalper channels he had known from fighting for train tickets in the past.

The result he got made him burst into curses.

He considered his monthly salary of 2,600 yuan enough to be called a young achiever; how many peers of twenty-eight were still earning monthly salaries of 400-500 or 500-600, with so many matchmakers coming to introduce him to potential spouses during festivals.

Originally thinking of supporting his idol Zhou Yi by buying one of his English new albums, after all, his salary level could afford it.

Moreover, due to fewer miscellaneous tax additions in the domestic release, the domestic version of Zhou Yi's album was actually a bit cheaper than the international version.

Tonight is the premiere; Tang Jiafeng thought at most it would be a slight premium like the premiere of Zhou Yi's previous album 'Jiangnan', but you damn well directly premiumed it to 240???

Is this dog thing even human?!

"Brother Jiafeng, the market is like this now. You saw the song Zhou Yi sang at the World Cup closing ceremony; he is now the hottest singer in the country, so the first batch of goods must carry a premium.

"If you are not in a hurry, wait, wait about three or four days, then the price should drop back to normal."

The scalper spoke with a half-familiar Cantonese-accented Mandarin: "You are on the mainland buying the mainland version, which is already good; the Hong Kong and Taiwan versions, due to tax relations, have scalper prices tonight that are even more outrageous than the mainland version.

"The orders I received tonight even include people sweeping up goods in Macau.

"You also know, although this Zhou Yi has many student fans, there are also many office workers, and many are young people willing to chase trends and not short of money.

"Those with monthly salaries of 7,000, 8,000, or even 10,000 buy the most expensive deluxe version without blinking an eye; the English album hits their niche perfectly.

"They don't care about the premium, nor do they care about cost-performance ratio; they just want to buy it immediately to enjoy Zhou Yi's album. Zhou Yi production, must be a masterpiece."

Just as he was speaking, the scalper on the other end of the phone received another landline call; the caller immediately asked for three copies of Zhou Yi's 'The Attitude Show', and the deluxe edition at that.

No standard edition; it's missing a song, sounds like a cough.

Tang Jiafeng: "..."

Are there really so many rich people in this world?

Tang Jiafeng, who had been in his comfort zone for so long that he always felt he was already ahead of 98% of his peers, had a moment of doubt about the authenticity of this world.

"Brother Jiafeng, do you still want it?"

"Yes, yes, one copy, the standard edition is fine." Tang Jiafeng finally couldn't suppress the itch in his heart and bought one at a premium.

In these days, among Mandarin music singers, only Zhou Yi's official albums come with many gifts, unlike others who just give a CD case plus a lyric sheet or booklet.

At worst, just treat it as buying merchandise.

Comforting himself this way, Tang Jiafeng received the album he had been longing for an hour later—

The specially designed 'The Attitude Show' text was engraved on the album cover; Zhou Yi, wearing a wine-red custom suit and a round top hat, stood at a forty-five-degree angle in the center of the stage. Countless lights fell on him, simultaneously illuminating the microphone standing over a person's height on his right side.

Just looking at the cover design, it fits the concept of 'Show' very well.

The lyric booklet was filled with the lyrics and music of all songs in the album, printed very exquisitely. At the same time, the standard edition also included the MV discs for the two songs 'Baby' and 'Yeah'.

Tang Jiafeng, not in a hurry to listen to the songs, first watched the MV—

Then, the intro of the song 'Baby' instantly grabbed his ears, which were calloused from listening to Western pop music.

"Ohhhah"

"Ohhhah~"

Accompanied by the extremely catchy intro sound, Zhou Yi's signature "shout" also rang out.

However, compared to the World Cup song 'Victory', the "shout" in the song 'Baby' was not so excited and high-spirited, but added a few notes of soothing clarity.

In the MV scene, Zhou Yi, who appeared to be playing snooker at some entertainment venue, met the female lead played by Fan Bingbin and her friends, along with a group of friends behind him, as the song sounded—

"You know you love me, I know you care (You know I love you, I know you care)"

"Just shout whenever, and I'll be there~ (Just call out whenever, and I will be right there)"

Fan Bingbin, who had gradually grown up and shed some baby fat, held a cue stick, competing against Zhou Yi on the billiard table as he sang; every frown and smile revealed the charm of Daji.

The confrontation between the two sides gradually evolved from the snooker table into a joyful dance battle.

Since his debut album, Zhou Yi had basically only shown off his dancing skills extensively at Selena's concert; in this song, he once again displayed his dancing ability, which Selena had called "innate talent".

Watching Tang Jiafeng's eyes sparkle with excitement, especially the few dance moves that clearly paid tribute to Michael Jackson made his mood suddenly surge with excitement!

When the MV reached the middle section, Zhou Yi's signature rap rang out again, making Tang Jiafeng, who had been waiting for Zhou Yi to rap, unable to help but shake his head and body along with the song's rhythm.

Facts proved that Zhou Yi's English rap was also heavyweight!

However, after unable to resist looping the song three times, Tang Jiafeng now had only one line of lyrics left in his mind— "baby, baby, oh~~"

Ruined!

Am I already conquered by Zhou Yi's song?!

Tang Jiafeng widened his eyes, forcibly suppressing the urge to loop it again. Thinking that he was, after all, a self-proclaimed elite and a lover of foreign songs, he could not be conquered so easily, so he switched to playing the MV of another song, "Yeah".

This song was the complete opposite of the previous one's fresh and clean style. In a bar shimmering with colorful disco balls, Zhou Yi, dressed in a white suit, showcased his dance skills to a rhythm capable of brainwashing anyone.

And then...

His mind, once full of "Baby", became full of "Deng deng deng deng".

After looping it for twenty minutes, Tang Jiafeng, excited, went to the English song exchange forum he frequented and posted a thread:

"Brothers, Zhou Yi's new English album is awesome! A new Asian Dance King has arrived! I'm saying it!"

(End of this chapter)