[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-king-of-2000-a-mandopop-dynasty":3,"chapter-the-king-of-2000-a-mandopop-dynasty-the-king-of-2000-a-mandopop-dynasty-chapter-849":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The King of 2000: A Mandopop Dynasty",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2302105,4501,"Chapter 849: I","the-king-of-2000-a-mandopop-dynasty-chapter-849",849,"\u003Cp>In the 2005 Spring Festival Gala, competition among pop songs was especially fierce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to previous editions, this year’s spoken-word acts showed clear signs of revival during rehearsals, so time for pop song performances was drastically cut—such as Cai Yilin, who finally made her Spring Festival Gala debut this year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her song “Thirty-Six Strategies of Love” was grouped with Fang Zu Ming’s “Be Strong,” Shuimu Nianhua’s “One Life With You,” and Yang Chenggang’s “Rats Love Rice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wei never woke up, and it was unclear whether he was hot—he had kicked off half the blanket onto the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu You was afraid; what could she do at this moment? She quietly slipped her hand into her pocket and, relying on memory, dialed the first number in her call log. She knew it was Yi Feng’s, but with all the noise on his end, how could he possibly hear her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five assassins had never seen Xia Gongnie’s face; hearing his dream-muttered words, they all froze for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lately, the young masters of Baxian Pavilion had all come to admire Mudan. Now that Mudan could no longer fight, the girls in the pavilion could share some of the attention—it would help soothe their spirits. After all, since Mudan arrived, none of them had taken a single customer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Huan, having just locked his bike, watched the bald uncle board a taxi alone—Abobo had chased after him, but it was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Mo patted Xi Xiao’s shoulder—she rarely had such a chance to be freely affectionate with Xi Xiao, so she wouldn’t let it pass; though they were, in a sense, rivals, Xia Mo felt no hostility toward Xi Xiao—in her view, Xi Xiao was the perfect match for Gou Huan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This could actually be a business opportunity; Zhao Leyi’s thought revealed his dissatisfaction with the current situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword shot out like lightning, his figure light and graceful; his green robe fluttered in the strong wind, giving him an otherworldly, transcendent aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, someone dropped a wine cup—the sharp clatter interrupted the qin melody. Chu Yunxue paused, frowning slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yun Yixuan’s question sounded wounded; the shopkeeper realized he had spoken wrongly and dared not linger, having already slipped away under the pretense of tidying up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll keep it somewhere only I know, and I’ll go get it myself—I’ll be right back, rest assured.” She thought the Crown Prince feared she wouldn’t return, but only ginseng could save his deputy’s life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Di washed up at Princess Yun’an’s residence and changed into a lovely pale yellow dress, intending to head straight home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, no, every satellite channel is doing it—we can’t not join; at least we’d have some sense of participation. Besides, our channel struggles to attract big-name stars anyway…” Minister Wu wasn’t angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many ideas were rejected, but one—bookstore!—stuck. Yet later, Shu Jin never opened the herbal shop either, because after thinking it over, it seemed unrealistic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held the medicine bowl, tiptoeing closer to him, hesitating inside: should she coax him into drinking it and send him to rest in his room, or let him rest fully before making him drink?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when Xu He himself went to Shenyang, Han Tong said nothing—just assigned several security personnel and assistants, gave him ample salary and bonus, and let him go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this result, He Jinxi couldn’t sit still—first, she feared her presence might draw out Qi Yují; second, she needed to ask Feng Changdi about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chunmei thought she might have some illness, which was why the doctor hadn’t spoken in front of others at dawn—she never imagined it was pregnancy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This really tests my ability as class representative, but honestly, I didn’t fully grasp it myself, and I couldn’t just tell Teacher Jiang that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, in the very next second before they tore into each other, the screen went black—the trailer ended, and the commercial began.\u003C\u002Fp>",650,"2026-06-20T07:33:44.085Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3af6512b28fd5ea6b16176b677e0aaccbed3b2e75f8fc4e238a0f3e3e10ba67e","the-king-of-2000-a-mandopop-dynasty-chapter-850","the-king-of-2000-a-mandopop-dynasty-chapter-848",883,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-king-of-2000-a-mandopop-dynasty-cover.jpg"]