Chapter 46

To be fair, hiphop elements are not something only Zhou Yi plays with domestically.

Whether on the mainland, the Treasure Island, or even in Xiangjiang, those musicians who love to delve into music have all cultivated in this field.

But, up until now, no one has been able to successfully push hiphop elements into the mainstream music market like Zhou Yi.

Just like Tao Zhe.

The first batch of singers on the Treasure Island to play with R&B elements were Yu Chengqing and his crew, but the one who truly pushed this style into the mainstream music market and achieved high success was Tao Zhe.

Precisely because of this, even though some people still operating on the fringes of the music circle feel the title the media bestowed upon Zhou Yi is excessive, their voices are simply not heard due to the prevailing mainstream trend—

Or they are simply treated as scammers trying to gain attention by playing the contrarian to achieve infamy.

As for Tao Zhe and others who had long tried hiphop elements, they themselves clearly knew that Zhou Yi was the one who truly opened the market for hiphop elements, so naturally they would not stand up and say Zhou Yi's name did not match his reality, committing a great sin against the world.

"You don't need to worry about public opinion outside, nor do you need to pay attention to it; the company will keep an eye on it for you. You just need to complete the last two signing sessions coming up."

After the celebration party ended, Zhou Yi, having rested for only two days, switched back into work mode.

Holding the schedule in his hand, agent Qian Jiang followed Zhou Yi into the car while instructing: "The subsequent sales of your album will rely on time to slowly drive them; explosive growth is impossible in the short term.

"Additionally, the Jingcheng session for the mainland signing sessions has been preliminarily set. This is the schedule; take a look and see if there is anything that needs changing."

"I'm a human, not a donkey; how can this workload be so huge?"

Upon seeing the densely packed future schedule, Zhou Yi, who had grown accustomed to comfortable days, couldn't help but complain: "Even a donkey pulling a millstone needs enough rest time."

The fingers tapping on the seat of Qian Jiang paused, and a smile he couldn't hold back appeared on his round face.

Only at this moment did Qian Jiang see the posture a newcomer to the entertainment circle should have on Zhou Yi.

"Have you gotten used to the glamour and beauty of stars on TV and thought they are very carefree? Let me tell you, A-Yi, there is no such thing as easy money in this world, even in the entertainment circle."

Having experienced the golden age of the Hong Island entertainment circle, Qian Jiang narrowed his eyes, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha: "The entertainment circle is very realistic; even Tan Yonglin and Zhang Guorong back in the day, or the Four Guo Tianwang, had their promotional schedules maxed out when they first debuted.

"Even Li Zongsheng, who is also a singer-songwriter like you, needed to run around everywhere when he first debuted.

"You want to make money lying down without suffering; that is impossible."

"..."

Damn it! Reborn in the wrong era!

It would have been so much better if it were a little later!

Speechless, Zhou Yi could only slap his forehead and complain to God with the greed of a snake trying to swallow an elephant.

"Alright, pull that expression back; don't let the paparazzi outside the signing venue capture it later, or they'll say you're making a sour face at your fans, and that won't be good."

After a not-so-long break, seeing they were close to the destination and already able to see Zhou Yi's fan signs from afar, Qian Jiang kicked him: "Saturday and Sunday are the last two days; hold on a bit longer."

"Don't worry, I'm still very good to those fans."

After stretching his muscles and bones a bit, Zhou Yi smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes. The moment the car door opened upon arriving at the destination, a torrent of sound crashed directly against his heart—

"Zhou Yi! Zhou Yi!!!"

"Ah!!! Zhou Yi, I love you!!!"

"Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi!!!"

There were no organized slogans, nor was there the operation of a uniform fan group.

These organic fans, estimated to be as young as 15 or 16 and as old as 25 or 26, upon the exact moment they saw Zhou Yi appear, their screams were almost enough to overturn the streetlight signs on the edge of the commercial plaza—

Zhou Yi, simply dressed in a white T-shirt and jeans paired with canvas shoes, fully embodied what is called the Great Dao is simple.

Having grown accustomed to this kind of cheering over these days, a smile from the bottom of his heart immediately appeared on Zhou Yi's face. He ran lightly, extending his hands to high-five the hands extended by the fans, all the way until he got on stage.

These were all true fans who had spent money and traveled thousands of miles just to see him.

A simple greeting of "Kaohsiung fan friends, how are you?" was enough to elicit a response akin to mountains calling and the sea surging.

"So today, I am very happy to meet all you fan friends here. As per the usual song request segment, which song from my album do you want to hear?!"

For the sake of interaction, Zhou Yi, who often sang without following the script, once again started his personal show that was like a wild horse off the leash. His excellent stage control ability had never let him make a mistake, so over time, Warner just got lazy and stopped managing him.

Anyway, just prepare the backing track; a mature artist knows how to control the stage themselves.

"Happy Worship!"

"Have to Love!"

"Flower Field Mistake!"

"Give Me a Song's Time!"

"Hate the Dream of the Red Chamber!!!"

"Hate the Dream of the Red Chamber!!"

Don't know which loud-voiced brother shouted "Hate the Dream of the Red Chamber," but soon, a uniform phrase spontaneously organized itself within the crowd: "Hate the Dream of the Red Chamber! We want to enter your quilt!!!"

The screams of the female fans, their faces flushed with excitement, immediately caused Zhou Yi on stage to show a helpless smile; he tried to hold back his laughter but couldn't, and the chuckle after breaking his composure clearly transmitted through the microphone in his hand into the ears of everyone present, triggering another round of screams from the fans.

No matter where it is, Ghs is the number one topic producer, let alone Zhou Yi, who wrote this matter into his song.

This song, which was on the charts, only scraped into the top ten as a gatekeeper during its peak.

And with the end of the battle with Liu Ruoyin, this little yellow song, whose popularity among the general public offline was not as high as "Happy Worship," "Have to Love," "Give Me a Song's Time," or "Flower Field Mistake," naturally would no longer occupy a high ranking.

However, within Zhou Yi's fan group, this song won a huge amount of affection and almost became a track that was definitely requested at his signing sessions.

Who could refuse to do the eagle pose with their idol?

With the sound of the backing track rising, Zhou Yi, twisting his body seductively, once again satisfied the fans' wish—

"You say you have seen through love, just treat it as a life lesson

"Rather enjoy the loneliness of being alone~

"Just lie together on the sofa, we decide to set fire to love

"Overturn the boring rules of love~~"

After the emotions, layer by layer with the music, reached the peak and were vented, the bridge that countless fans had been looking forward to was about to arrive—

"Don't keep thinking about whether we match

"I won't make you hurt, I'll only make you scream.

"At worst, you'll feel a bit tired when you wake up tomorrow morning.

"C'mon, what a waste! Who else can you blame for these tears!

"Don't let the ending be as tragic as Baoyu and Dai Yu's!

"No need to regret, no need to fear breaking the rules; this friendly match has no wrongs!"

As Zhou Yi's rap voice gradually intensified, the fans singing along on-site, like a barrel of gunpowder with its fuse lit, exploded with a boom!

With the final lyric, the screams of the female fans were almost loud enough to completely drown out Zhou Yi, who was still singing; the lewd lyrics shot straight into the clouds!

"As long as you are willing to snuggle under my quilt with me, eiei~~"

A unified chorus of female voices echoed across the sky. On stage, Zhou Yi, singing and twisting, breathed slightly heavily. He then pointed both hands toward the audience, his face beaming with a charming smile capable of enchanting thousands of women, his body still trembling to the music—

"Zhou Yi, I want to snuggle under your quilt!!!"

During the official signing session after several songs, a bold Taiwanese girl, handsome in appearance and around twenty years old, directly hugged him the moment Zhou Yi politely said "thank you" to her.