After finishing the song, Jiang Siming let out a long sigh. He actually really liked this song himself, but not many people listened to it. It was quite an obscure song, and it was also just a ga the song. However, Jiang Siming believed that this song could be considered a masterpiece that could stand alongside "Lu Zhou Moon" and "Broken Bridge and Remaining Snow."
As soon as the song was finished, the live streaming room's chat exploded. The density of the comnts was N tis what it usually was. The entire screen was completely covered with dense ssages, making it impossible to know what everyone was saying unless one looked closely.
"It's so beautiful! Another Chinese-style song!"
"It's so touching, I almost cried."
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"So sad, Lord Ming, you're such a bad guy, crying, just love cheating people out of their golden beans."
"As a martial arts enthusiast, I'm in tears, farewell to Mr. Jin Yong, farewell to Qiao Feng!"
"It makes my heart so heavy, this song is even more mournful than 'Lu Zhou Yue'."
"Just for this song, I'll download the ga right now!"
"This ga must be downloaded! Sohu Online Gas, you should be very grateful to Lord Ming, this song will definitely beco a hit!"...
The staff at the Sina Online Gas studio were all excited because of this song. They knew that this ga would certainly receive the greatest promotional effect because of it.
"He said he could write better than 'Lu Zhou Moon,' I didn't believe it at first, but now I do. It's a real waste that this person isn't a professional singer!"
"Yeah, this song makes
feel both comfortable and painful."
"This song fits our the perfectly, Lord Ming must have written it for Qiao Feng!"
"It perfectly matches our the, I suggest we imdiately invite Lord Ming to record a version and use it as our the song!" The chief planner smiled happily. He was glad that he had eventually decided to give up a share of the ga's profits to have Jiang Siming work on it.
He didn't choose the wrong person; this guy is truly a musical genius! He imdiately instructed the employees to focus on the martial arts background, replacing the original fairy fantasy setting.
"Brother Liu, our ga downloads have suddenly skyrocketed! Nearly a thousand downloads per minute!"
"I saw it too. This song has only been out for a few minutes, and our ga downloads have already surpassed fifty thousand!"
"It's terrifying. This advertising effect is much better than the millions the company spent on ads."
"I never thought a single song could boost our ga's downloads so much."
"I reckon this is just the beginning. When the song becos popular on music platforms, that will be when our ga sees the greatest benefits."
The chief planner smiled so much his eyes narrowed to a slit, saying, "In a while, I'll have the company manager thank Jiang Siming properly. If possible, we should increase his compensation; it's really worth it!"
They were all satisfied in the gaming industry, and ordinary audiences were even more pleased, especially martial arts enthusiasts. Most martial arts fans are from the 70s and 80s generation. Martial arts novels were so popular at the ti that no one could rival them in the literary world. Mr. Jin Yong was the most outstanding author of that era. Each of his novels is a cherished mory for several generations, including the 90s generation. *Demons and Gods* is one of the most beloved by readers.
Xiong Wentian is a 90s girl, and her highly martial arts-infused, masculine na was given by her martial arts enthusiast father. Throughout her life, she has been teased and mocked for this na. Who would na a girl sothing like Xiong Wentian? She has protested to her father many tis and even requested to change her na at the public security bureau. However, she was always t with her father's refusal, and she gradually got used to the na.
She got used to it because during her high school years at a boarding school, she was extrely bored, and her father gave her a few martial arts novels. From then on, Xiong Wentian followed in her father's footsteps and fell in love with martial arts. She has no regard for the fantasy and immortal cultivation novels that are popular among the post-90s and post-00s generations, imrsing herself only in the world of martial arts.
Xiong Wentian, now well into her twenties, still harbors a deep love for martial arts. She not only enjoys finding martial arts novels but also loves listening to ancient-style songs. Recently, she heard a song called "Luzhou Moon" online, and at that mont, she was stunned by the beauty of it, imdiately recomnding it to her father, who is over fifty.
Her father enjoyed it so much after listening that for a while, the stereo at ho was still playing it. Today, her father rarely reads martial arts novels, not because he doesn't love them, but because he hasn't found any he likes. According to her father: the current authors simply can't write good martial arts novels.
The golden age of martial arts, he says, only existed in his younger days. When Jin Yong, the renowned author, passed away last year, her father, a man with no familial ties to Jin Yong, cried like a child at ho. Xiong Wentian couldn't understand her father's feelings; she just liked martial arts, but wasn't as obsessed as he was. After Jin Yong's passing, her father sealed away his martial arts novels and didn't read them again, spending his days only reading newspapers and news. Today, while on her way to work and feeling bored, Xiong Wentian wanted to browse the web.
Unexpectedly, soone in her martial arts novel group posted a link. She clicked on it out of curiosity, only to find it was a live stream. Although she usually doesn't watch live streams, she was about to close it when she was suddenly entranced by the singing, her hand frozen on the mouse. After listening, she was so moved that tears stread down her face. She quickly searched online for the origin of the song, but no matter how she searched, she found nothing. Then she repeatedly asked what the song was called and where she could listen to it. After several dozen screen brushes, an annoyed viewer told her it was Ming Shen's new song, which hadn't been uploaded yet, and to listen to it, she could only hear the version edited and uploaded by the strear. So, Xiong Wentian imdiately went to various websites to look for it, and sure enough, she found it very quickly.
Although the sound quality was a bit poor, Xiong Wentian was still very happy. She listened to it all afternoon and ran ho as soon as she got off work. Her father was cooking in the kitchen and, seeing his daughter return, he cheerfully told her to rest and that the al would be ready soon. Xiong Wentian rushed into the kitchen, said nothing, and turned on the recorded version of "Rivals" and turned the volu up to the maximum. Her father was initially curious, but as he listened, his movents with the spatula beca increasingly slow.
When the chorus started, her father actually forgot to stir-fry for a mont. Xiong Wentian quickly took over, while her father just stood there listening to the song. As he listened, tears stread down his weathered cheeks. In fact, since Xiong Wentian could rember, her father had only cried once, when Mr. Jin Yong passed away. This was the second ti.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Xiong Wentian asked, though she knew the answer, smiling as she had cried when she first heard it.
"This song... is it written for Qiao Feng?" Xiong's father, knowing nothing, recognized right away that the background of this song was like soone.
"I'm not sure, it's written by the singer of that previous song 'Lu Zhou Moon.' He's not a professional singer, just a strear, but he's so talented that I've started following him," Xiong Wentian laughed.
Xiong's father wiped his tears and took Xiong Wentian's phone, running to the study, saying, "You make your own dinner, I'm not eating. I'm going to read."
Xiong Wentian was speechless, wishing she had waited until after dinner to play it for her father.
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