China Entertainment: I really don’t want to live with the queen

Chapter 249: Force the King: My combat power is only 8000, while his combat power is 80!
Xu Chen is so angry!

The new album is online, it’s Porsche again, and it’s a fleet of beautiful and rich women.

Hong Kong's most prosperous Central, Victoria Harbour, Tsim Sha Tsui, Yau Ma Tei...

Everywhere this kid went, there were traffic jams and huge crowds of people.

All the entertainment reporters in Hong Kong were smelling the exhaust fumes of his Porsche and chasing hot news.

So much so that Hu Tianlan, editor-in-chief of Hong Kong Entertainment Bible One Weekly, urgently revised the latest issue and published an article saying: "Mainland Super Planet Impacts Hong Kong!!!"

A slightly older, experienced Hong Kong man.

The big sister in Hong Kong.

He gave Xu Chen a blow on the chest with his fist, and was surprised and impressed: "You boy, I have never seen such an arrogant person in my whole life, Mei Yan, why don't I call you Big Brother?"

"Hey~" Xu Chen smiled: "You saw it today."

"Mei Gu, you didn't bring your little boyfriend here. You really can't live well. My concert tickets cost several thousand Hong Kong dollars every minute." Xu Chen looked at her.

I didn’t see Zhao Wenzhuo.

Saying.

Xu Chen immediately sang about serving the country with loyalty, and asked Lao Zhao to go up and kick a knife. The concert was very effective.

"Chen Zai, I'm worth billions, can I support you in singing?" Anita Mui rolled her eyes and scolded Xu Chen.

He stared at Leslie Cheung and smiled slyly: "Chen Zai, you really seduced Zhou Huiming. You did a good job. I already disliked this boy. He is a scumbag..."

Xu Chen opened Anita Mui's arm.

"Chen Zai, of course I didn't mean to scold you." Anita Mui wanted to roll her eyes again, but Xu Chen was also a scumbag.

He touched Xu Chen on his shoulder, winked, and smiled cheaply: "Guorong used to like Zhou Huiming, but it's a pity that falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless. People only regard him as a brother. Come to me for a drink at night, Chen, you have to be you."

Xu Chen stared at Leslie Cheung.

I can’t tell!
Saying.

Nakamori Akina and Zhou Huimin are both Leslie Cheung's goddesses, but Guorong didn't seduce any of the goddesses. Good brother, my brother will help you avenge your hatred and beat the goddess severely.

"Ahem..." Leslie Cheung coughed awkwardly, with gentle eyes, and said to Xu Chen: "Chen, Aunt Mei is a crazy bitch, please ignore her. Aunt Mei and I also want to go to this concert to have fun. "

"Yes, Chenzai, Rongzai and I haven't had a concert this year. As the younger brother, of course you want to let the eldest sister and the eldest brother have a good time." The eldest sister didn't give the younger brother a chance to refuse.

With a big smile: "The old gangster Ye Qianwen and the dead bitch Wang Fei are not here, otherwise if the five of us go up, the Hong Kong music scene will be nothing. The Chinese music scene will be shaken."

Leslie Cheung smiled relaxedly for the first time in a long time.

In 98, he was surrounded by public opinion. Compared with 97, he was silent and gloomy. When he got along with friends, the gloom subsided.

Warmth surged in Xu Chen's chest.

The reason why Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui appeared was because they were worried about him and wanted to help him hold on.

Leslie Cheung’s eyes were gentle.

Anita Mui is heartless.

Xu Chen felt sad, holding Anita Mui and Leslie Cheung in his arms, and said with a sneer, "Haha, what a beautiful thought. Of course I will sing in my concert. If you want to sing, go to your own concert."

"Brother Zhang, Aunt Mei, thank you. There are roads that we can only walk on our own."

Xu Chen looked serious.

He holds the right to speak in the Chinese pop music world. Following the four great kings, he is the next generation of Chinese pop music world kings!
Want status.

You can only grab it yourself!

Then.

His serious expression instantly turned into a playful smile, and he said, "Of course, I can't refuse Rongzai and Xiaomei's request. At the end of the concert, let's sing the song "Best Harmful Friend." How about that? How about that?"

Xu Chen's new album, the best to harm friends, has luxurious configurations and can be called the first in the Chinese pop music world.

Anita Mui played the piano, Michelle Yeh sang the harmonies, Leslie Cheung played the drums, and the princess played the chords.

The worst inside.

Zhang Yadong, a gold medal producer in the Chinese pop music scene, is responsible for serving tea and water.

"Hi~ Chenzai, you're seducing me." Anita Mui muttered, holding up her breast ring.

Xu Chen touched his arms blindly, but Zhao Wenzhuo didn’t even touch him~
"Chen Zai, that's good. You have one-tenth of the magnanimity I had back then." Leslie Cheung smiled lightly: "You can barely become a king."

"Damn it, if you don't act like a bastard or a hooligan, you two can't stand it, right?" Xu Chen complained.

At this time.

Warner Zhou Jianbin came in wet.

Saw Xu Chen, Leslie Cheung and others.

Zhou Jianbin greeted politely: "Mr. Zhang, Miss Mei, welcome to Mr. Xu's concert."

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui have rich experience.

Seeing Zhou Jianbin in a panic.

Their eyes immediately met, Leslie Cheung's eyebrows twisted slightly, and he said politely: "Mr. Zhou, you're welcome, is it raining outside now?"

"Correct."

Zhou Jianbin raised his head and wiped the rain off his face. With a heavy heart, he said worriedly: "Mr. Xu, there are 8000 people in the stadium now, and there is a heavy rainstorm. Our fan meeting this time..."

Zhou Jianbin has excellent qualities.

At this time, I couldn't control my emotions, my mood collapsed, and I just wanted to scold my mother.

It’s so hard!

Seeing.

Xu Chen is like a wildfire in Hong Kong!

Raging fire.

Unstoppable!

result.

God is not good at it.

If there is a heavy rain, will God cut off Xu Chen's path to becoming a king?
4 people.

This bad weather with heavy rain.

Who can guarantee that the concert will reach 4 people!

There are not 4 people.

Xu Chen's concert failed. On June 6, Aaron Kwok also held a concert with 8 people.

It pales in comparison!

Xu Chen's duel with the Four Heavenly Kings and ascending to the throne of the Chinese pop music world can only be a dream!
Ten years in the Chinese music scene.

There are not just four heavenly kings!

The same goes for the talented singers who are stunning and sweeping the world.

just.

The talented singers who challenged the Four Heavenly Kings, without exception, fell before the Four Heavenly Kings.

Is Xu Chen going to be like Zhou Huajian, Wang Jie, etc.!

Zhou Jianbin said one sentence.

Leslie Cheung. Anita Mui looked silent. It was raining heavily. Even they couldn't guarantee that 4 people would come to the concert regardless of rain or shine.

Xu Chen is in a difficult and dangerous situation!

"Old Zhou, God help me!" Xu Chen was not afraid at all.

even.

He said: "Lao Zhou, it's raining so well. Aaron Kwok has a concert with 4 people on a sunny day, and I have a concert with 4 people on a rainy day. Now when I look at Hong Kong circles, who else dares to say that I, Xu Chen, am not as good as the Four Heavenly Kings?" !”

"Old Zhou, if you want to be a legendary superstar, you must have legendary deeds!"

"It rained heavily, and 4 Hong Kong citizens came as promised. Isn't this legendary enough?" Xu Chen put his arm around Zhou Jianbin's shoulders: "Old Zhou, change your clothes quickly. The cold is gone."

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui were stunned for a moment.

"Achen, you are right. If you want to be a legendary superstar, you must have legendary deeds." Leslie Cheung's eyes were gentle.

Xu Chen has never failed or been frustrated.

any difficulty.

In front of him, everything was trivial and trivial. With such a strong heart, he seemed pretentious in comparison.

in case.

Regarding Xu Chen's own affairs, Xu Chen would probably raise his middle finger to the sky and say: "Go to hell, I won't serve you anymore."

"Achen, you are the king now!" Leslie Cheung hammered Xu Chen's chest.

The second generation legendary superstar in the Chinese music industry.

Personally award the medal to Xu Chen. "Chen Zai, you are so handsome." Anita Mui's eyes showed jealousy.

This damn woman, the princess, is so lucky!
The little girl is so handsome and sexy, and has such a masculine look that her hormones are almost overflowing.

Zhou Jianbin was encouraged by Xu Chen's state.

His fighting spirit was high, and he said: "Mr. Xu, this little cold is not a problem. I will go and guard at the entrance of the gymnasium now."

…………

Heavy rain in Hong Kong in the afternoon.

Word reached the gym.

The Hong Kong music scene was stunned when they received the news.

What the hell.

Xu Chen is so unlucky!

At the critical moment of the showdown with Aaron Kwok, it rained.

They all turned their heads.

He looked around the gym.

4 people.

Now it's sparsely populated, with 8000 people sitting there.

When Sony Chen Zeshan received the news, the corners of his mouth never stopped raising.

Xu Chen's sense of oppression was too strong.

From the first day the album was released.

In the war between Sony and Warner, the situation is not under Sony's control at all.

Chen Zeshan, who has been in the industry for many years and is proficient in the marketing strategies of the Chinese music industry and is known as the god of Chinese marketing, is completely confused and confused.

Previous marketing experience.

It simply can’t keep up with Warner’s thinking.

Just talk about concerts.

It can be called a god-level album marketing, and it instantly defeated the thieves who took advantage of the Hong Kong music scene, forcing Sony to follow the trump card for the ultimate showdown.

Such a sharp, vicious and disgusting trick.

The result was extinguished by a rain.

Shooting himself in the foot, Warner Zhou Jianbin must just want to scold his mother now!
The corners of Sony Chen Zeshan's mouth turned up, and he crossed his legs leisurely.

His back rested easily against the back of the chair, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Zhou Jianbin, Zhou Jianbin, I want to see what other tricks you can come up with."

"Xu Chen is miserable now."

The prince of Hong Kong, Cheng Zhongji, frowned and felt unhappy.

Without giving any favor to manager Huang Bo, he retorted: "Even if Xu Chen loses, Aaron Kwok has nothing to be proud of. If it doesn't rain, it's up to us who will lose and who will win."

"Losing means losing, winning means winning." Huang Baiqing sighed.

Xu Chen's ascension failed.

Falling to the same status as Cheng Zhongji, Nicholas Tse and Eason Chan.

Huang Bai asked the pressure to be relieved, and said cheerfully: "When you debut, you have countless resources like the gold medal. Your father is the talker of the Hong Kong music scene. If you want to sing with the king and queen, you can sing with him. How can you not be so good to Eason Chan, or... Ku Juji, is this really fair?"

"The weak prey on the strong, the entertainment industry only cares about the results, who cares about the process." Huang Baiqing sneered: "Xu Chen's result is doomed now. Rain or not, he will lose to Aaron Kwok. Xu Chen will have to wait a few years if he wants to take charge of the Chinese music scene."

"In a few years, who will be able to say for sure who will dominate whom."

…………

The entrance of Hung Hom Stadium.

The heavy rain poured down like rain, and Hong Kong fell into the sea.

Zhou Jianbin was wet all over and patrolled the ticket check-in channel despite the heavy rain.

Twelve ticket check-in channels.

Even though it was raining heavily, from the rain curtain, an endless stream of figures gradually became clear, walking towards Zhou Jianbin like gods.

A full half hour.

Zhou Jianbin was like a man possessed, counting each person one by one, unable to count at all.

Called the Warner staff, machine gun-like: "How many people are there now? Have the people sent out to ensure smooth traffic flow heard back? When will the album collection truck arrive?"

There is no admission fee for the concert.

Warner has prepared 10 albums for sale at the Hung Hom Stadium. This is a small number, two albums per person.

It’s better to prepare more than less, it’s all money.

"Boss, there are almost 15000 people. The rain is too heavy. The Hung Hom Bypass, Hong Chong Road, and Chatham Road are all blocked. Our album cars can't get in, and neither can the audience cars. Boss, if this continues, I saw 4 people..."

"What are you looking at? 4 people, just 4 people, not one less!" Zhou Jianbin was as angry as a fierce tiger, with a serious expression: "Old Sun, this place is left to you, you must not mess up, no matter how hard it rains, Follow the rehearsal plan for me."

"I will go find the leaders of Yau Tsim Mong District now. The road in must not be blocked!" Zhou Jianbin, soaked to the skin, braved the heavy rain to communicate with the boss in the district.

then.

Throughout the Hung Hom Stadium area, traffic police sirens were blaring and they were directing traffic in the heavy rain.

A steady stream of traffic converged in front of the Hung Hom Stadium.

Colorful umbrellas cover the sky and the sun, forming colorful clouds under the rain curtain.

Hong Kong entertainment journal.

They were all going crazy, even the heavy rain could not dampen their determination to chase the hot spot.

Photos from the front line were continuously sent to newspapers.

Fast-paced Hong Kong media.

Looking at the newly written press release, I collapsed and went crazy. I cursed Xu Chen fiercely, tore up the press release and re-wrote it.

…………

The clock is ticking.

Hung Hom Stadium.

In the empty space, an endless stream of people gradually filled the gymnasium under the guidance of the staff.

It's raining heavily outside.

It was very cold in the gymnasium, and the crowds were so crowded that they were all shivering from the cold and hugging their arms to resist the cold.

Chen Zeshan's expression went from being sure of victory to nothing more than that, to Xu Chen being worthy of being a master who can challenge the Four Great Kings Aaron Kwok, to...

Damn it!

It’s raining heavily, why don’t you just stay at home and sleep with your wife in your arms, and why don’t you run out to watch the concert? You must be so sick!
His face was extremely ugly.

Her elegant and fair cheeks were as red as pig blood, and her eyes were wide open as she looked at the gradually overwhelming crowd in the gymnasium.

As if Chen Zeshan had drawn out his strength, he leaned against the back of the chair in an instant, with a dark face, and a voice came out from between his teeth: "Everyone is here, who can say that the concert is a success? Xu Chen's performance cannot be better than The Four Heavenly Kings Aaron Kwok is even stronger."

Hong Kong music scene.

Complete silence.

Can't compare, really can't compare.

Xu Chen's popularity in the Hong Kong music scene is so terrifying that even if it rains heavily, he can gather 4 people for a concert.

No money though.

But it’s raining heavily, and I don’t even want to go out when I’m given money. I’m cold and tired, so it’s so nice to be under the quilt.

Obviously.

Hong Kong citizens feel that it’s cool to be in bed, but Xu Chen’s concerts are so cool!
six o'clock.

The entire stadium suddenly burst into bright light.

Eighteen white light rays, like X-rays, swept across the entire venue, illuminating the tired and cold cheeks of Hong Kong fans.

The lights came on for a moment.

The paint disappeared in another instant.

The entire gymnasium suddenly fell silent, and all I could feel was the strong beating of my heart in my chest.

Eyes focused on the stage.

Audio.

The explosive and passionate music swept through the stadium instantly like a raging torrent.

Xu Chen brought his first song.

Descendants of the Dragon!

(End of this chapter)