303: Chapter 303 Don't believe me? Try it again.

The netizens who go to Wawa's live stream to watch him brag fall into a few categories.

One type is those who have actually paid to listen to the new album and are now watching how Wawa interprets it in various ways.

At this moment, they suddenly have a feeling of enlightenment: transparent, so transparent.

As expected, a professional is different; every sentence hits home.

Good, good, good. Seeing that Lin Chuyan is still so awesome, they can rest easy.

Another type is those who are still hesitating about whether to buy the album.

People are sometimes like this: they buy a cup of milk tea without a second thought, but if you ask them to buy digital cultural products, they feel like the money is being wasted.

This consumption habit is especially common among older netizens.

The reason is simple: they came from the era of piracy, didn't develop the habit of paying for knowledge, and subconsciously want to get things for free...

We young people must not develop such bad habits; even if you just give a free "power of love" vote, that's better than nothing!

At this moment, after listening to Wawa's interpretation, this group of hesitant netizens is bewitched and a bit carried away, and some immediately jump to NetEase Cloud Music to pay.

Then there are the Haters who swore they wouldn't spend a penny on Lin the Dog, but couldn't help wanting to know how the album actually was.

After listening, their mood immediately turned blue: "Damn, could it be that Lin the Dog showed off again? This script isn't right."

"No, no, it must be because they entered the wrong room. This is a fan of Lin, how could they hear what they want to hear here? Let's change to another music critic and see!"

Coincidentally, Zhao Peng, who had argued with Wawa and was determined to walk the path of being a Lin-hater to the end, also posted on Weibo.

"I've finished listening to Lin Chuyan's new album. It basically lacks depth and musicality; I'm very disappointed. For example, the lyrics of the song 'Starry Mood' are hard to describe. 'Look at the Xingxing, one, two, three, four connected in a line'—do you think you're playing Snake?!"

Actually, most Singers cannot maintain their peak period; the only difference is how long it takes before they start to decline.

The reason for this problem is simple—life is too good.

In Lin Chuyan's blue album, you could see his awkwardness and unwillingness; under such circumstances, a person would burst with a lot of energy.

Lin Chuyan's problem is that he rose too quickly.

Now that he has achieved success, has no worries about food and clothing, and has gained both love and career, it's natural that he can't pick up his previous stuff.

So, look at it rationally.

Although most of the Haters didn't buy the album, not having listened to it didn't stop them from gathering under Zhao Peng's Weibo to warm each other up and attack Lin Chuyan.

"Snake is really hard to hold back, I'm dying of laughter."

"Indeed, a Singer I like is like this. They haven't released a new album in three years. They released a single a few days ago, and it was quite bad..."

"Setting aside the album quality, I wouldn't listen to it just because of that album name. Who the hell wants to watch people show off their affection?!"

"Wawa really knows how to hype things up. Teacher Zhao, aren't you going to criticize him a bit?"

"Wawa is increasingly fawning over Lin the Dog, directly praising him as a Heavenly King in the live stream. Is Lin the Dog aware of this?"

"Understandable, after all, he is a top celebrity now."

"Pfft! A Heavenly King? If he were a Heavenly King, wouldn't someone have invited him to the Spring Festival Gala? Forget the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, he didn't even make it to the local stations, right?"

Unfortunately, after saying so much, Wawa made Zhao Peng completely break down with just one sentence.

Wawa didn't retweet Zhao Peng's Weibo, nor did he go to the other person's Weibo to attack him; he just silently posted another Weibo without naming names.

"It's quite normal that Teacher Zhao can't appreciate the yellow album; after all, he doesn't understand love. Regarding his relationship status, if it were two years earlier, he could have participated in 'See You Again Lover'; maybe he could have saved it, but it's a bit too late to talk about that now. As for what it feels like to hold hands and look up at the sky one, two, three, four steps at a time, Teacher Zhao has probably almost forgotten, right?"

Wawa is truly fearless. As a Songwriter and music critic, what kind of demeanor does he need to maintain?

Wawa and Lin Chuyan's fans also have many trolls; it doesn't matter if you don't name names, we'll help you tag them in the comments section.

"@Zhao Peng Teacher Zhao, someone is badmouthing you here."

"@Zhao Peng Teacher Zhao, do I deserve a cup of coffee?"

"@Zhao Peng Teacher Zhao, I want to eat smoked chicken. Two, please."

Zhao Peng almost spat out a mouthful of blood: "Damn! Are these two things related? Are you f*cking sick? I didn't scold you this time, did I? Why does it matter to you if I say a few words about Lin Chuyan? Is it necessary to protect him like that?!"

Lin Chuyan sent Wawa a "666"; he himself wouldn't possibly pay attention to Zhao Peng.

He had other things to do today.

At 7 PM, Tianxing and Wu Yue had already started the celebration banquet they had arranged for him in advance.

The employees responsible for the project at Tianxing, plus the employees from Lin Chuyan's own studio, were all invited.

It was on the basement level, where he held his EP listening party.

The current situation was just as these people had expected; in the first hour of the digital album's sale, one hundred thousand copies were sold.

The final sales volume should be even better than what Wawa expected.

In a good mood, Lin Chuyan even went on stage to sing a song under the encouragement of everyone.

He thought about it and chose "Starry Mood" from the new album.

Before going on stage, he asked Xia Zhi to record a few videos and then just post them on Douyin and Xiaohongshu.

Lin Chuyan was holding a grudge: "Didn't you, Zhao Peng, point out the name of this song? Then I'll just let everyone listen to a few segments."

However, he and Ruan Xingyu didn't stay at the celebration banquet the whole time.

After singing, he stepped down to eat something, had a small drink with Zheng Hai and Wu Yue, and then took Ruan Xingyu's little hand and bid them farewell.

Going home!

The two of them didn't forget that today was their anniversary.

Work is work, but at night, back at home, the young couple still had some time to spend together.

"Ruan Xingyu, did you secretly drink alcohol?"

The lights in the banquet hall and on the way home were too dim, and he didn't even notice.

After getting home and changing clothes, he realized something was wrong.

"Did I?" Ruan Xingyu touched her face.

Lin Chuyan narrowed his eyes and pried her fingers open one by one: "Your face is all red."

"What a heartless man, not leaving any face for your girlfriend."

"If you drank, you drank. I won't lecture you."

Ruan Xingyu blinked: "Really?"

Lin Chuyan nodded: "Really! Do you want some more?"

"Hmm?!"

"To celebrate our one-year anniversary, having a drink or two is no problem."

"I'll go get the wine!"

"Then I'll put on some music."

The music was that kind of lazy, soothing tune.

The living room lights were also dimmed by the young couple.

December in Beijing is quite cold, but fortunately, the heating in the house was sufficient.

After a small drink, it was actually a little warm.

The two didn't sit down; they just leaned against the wall casually, holding their wine glasses, clinking them from time to time, and chatting intermittently.

It seemed like everything was just right.

The music was just right, the lighting was just right, the atmosphere was just right, and her smile before him was also just right.

Ruan Xingyu's voice came to his ears.

"I really like your gift today..."

"Hmm..."

Lin Chuyan's mouth suddenly became clumsy.

He had done a good job, but he couldn't bring himself to praise himself, and he didn't know how to respond to her.

Ruan Xingyu's voice drifted into his ears along with the light music: "I've thought about it, this seems to be the best gift I've ever received in my life."

"Hmm..."

"Why are you so good?"

Ruan Xingyu's features seemed to be hidden in the dim light, with only a pair of beautiful eyes looking at him, soul-stirring.

She seemed to be already tipsy.

"That question is hard for me to answer..." Lin Chuyan reached out a hand to hold hers, "You've already had three glasses, are you okay?"

"You underestimate me."

"...Your voice is louder than it was just now."

"Look, there's still so much left; I only drank a little."

Ruan Xingyu raised her wine glass to show him, and said, "That day, we were also leaning against this wall."

Lin Chuyan knew she was referring to this day a year ago: "Yeah, I remember."

Ruan Xingyu chuckled: "That day you asked me to close my eyes, but before I could, you kissed me..."

"I was a bit too excited that day..."

"We kissed for a long time..."

Lin Chuyan swallowed: "Ten minutes? Twenty minutes? I don't know."

Ruan Xingyu was still reminiscing: "I just remember that by the end, I was a bit out of breath."

"Otherwise, I could have kept kissing you."

"Don't believe it? Try again."

Ruan Xingyu suddenly leaned close to him, "Lin Chuyan, close your eyes."

Before he could react, an arm suddenly wrapped around him, and Ruan Xingyu gently stood on her tiptoes.

This time, she took the initiative to kiss him.