Chapter 144: It Blew Up, It Really Blew Up (1)

After finishing his song, Yang Xiaofan saw the entire crew standing outside the recording booth, staring through the glass in a trance, as if caught in a dream. He couldn't help but frown slightly.

"What are you all doing? Have you finished the remaining accompaniments for me?"

The group jolted back to reality and hurriedly responded, "We'll get right on it, right away!"

From that point on, these people no longer held a shred of disrespect toward Yang Xiaofan. They had been completely conquered by his talent and had become his die-hard fans.

With their concerted efforts, the twenty songs were completed in one go. Yang’s own vocal prowess and natural tone meant he required very little pitch correction. After a single take, all the songs were finally recorded by 11:53 PM.

When Yang Xiaofan walked out of the booth, the room erupted into thunderous applause. The looks they directed at him were filled with pure adoration.

"Brother-in-law! You truly opened our eyes today!"

"Brother-in-law, to be honest, when you first arrived, we didn't think you were all that capable, and we even doubted you could complete this task. We even harbored some mockery toward you internally. We want to offer you our sincere apologies. You are truly a contemporary god of music! No one can surpass you; even veteran superstars would struggle to compete with you. From now on, we are your loyal fans. Any time you come to record here, it’s on the house."

Yang Xiaofan smiled indifferently. "No need to apologize. It’s only natural; anyone in your position would have thought the same. It doesn't matter now. As long as the music is good, that’s all that counts. If I succeed in dominating the charts, you all share in the credit."

The group felt a surge of excitement. An audio engineer immediately brought Yang a cup of tea. "Brother-in-law, this is some West Lake Longjing I just bought for you. It's the first harvest of the year. You've been singing for so long, have some to soothe your throat."

Yang nodded in thanks, took the cup, and sipped the tea.

After satisfying their requests for photos, he used the studio's computer to log into the major music platforms and began uploading his tracks. Because Zhao Liufang had already registered an account using his identification earlier, Yang was spared the hassle of signing up—otherwise, he might have run out of time.

He uploaded ten songs and hit "publish" exactly at midnight. Only then did he stretch and let out a yawn. He kept the remaining ten songs saved in his account without publishing them, intending to upload them later if any of the current tracks faltered on the charts, ensuring he could maintain his dominance.

"Now that they can hear these songs, they should finally realize how good I am. Let's see how those internet trolls act so arrogant now."

The studio staff explained with a smile, "Brother-in-law, they might have to wait a little longer. Every time we upload, the music platforms need to perform a computerized audit to ensure there’s no inappropriate content. The users probably won’t be able to hear them for about ten minutes."

"I see." Yang Xiaofan felt a bit regretful. He had promised to slap those keyboard warriors in the face at midnight, and now he had to wait until 12:10; he feared those trolls would only continue their arrogance in the meantime. But it didn't matter; there was nothing he could do about it.

"Alright, thank you all. I’m heading back to sleep. You should get some rest too. Let’s stay in touch."

"Sure, take care, brother-in-law."
"Do you need us to drop you off?"
"No need, I’ll drive myself."

Bidding them farewell, Yang drove toward his hotel. The empty streets of the night provided him a moment of peace. Since he had become famous, he hadn't enjoyed such tranquility in a long time. Everywhere he went, there were camera flashes, fans, and pursuit. Being too famous was truly exhausting.

But suddenly, just then, Yang saw an old figure dart out in front of him.

"Damn! Get out of the way!"

Yang slammed on the horn and jammed the brakes, but the distance was too short—it was too late.

*Thud!*

The car finally jolted to a complete stop after striking the figure.

"Damn it!"

Terrified, Yang scrambled out of the car, but to his surprise, the street was eerily quiet. There was no one there!

What puzzled him even more was that his car had no scratches; there was only a long, black skid mark on the road. Yang scratched his head in confusion.

"What on earth is going on? It was the same back home—seeing shadows in the middle of the night for no reason, and then never finding them again. Am I seeing things?"

"But that shouldn't be right. My physique has reached the Saint level! At this level, I can withstand bullets, and my vision and hearing are superhuman, comparable to detection equipment. I shouldn't be making mistakes like this."

"Could the God-Making Project be affecting my brain?"

Shaking his head, he got back into the car and drove toward the hotel. He decided he would have to find a way to check on the God-Making Project once he returned. He couldn't afford to let it turn him into a lunatic.

Meanwhile, a large group of netizens was still waiting on Yang Xiaofan’s social media page.

"Hahaha, it’s already 12:02, and Yang Xiaofan hasn't released anything. His bluff has been exposed."
"We should have guessed—the guy got too big for his boots. Once he got famous, he lost his mind."
"This just goes to show: don't get cocky! If you do, you're bound to get burned!"

The studio staff, who were also online, couldn't help but fire back:
"Bullshit! Brother-in-law has already uploaded them, they're just waiting for review. They'll be out by 12:10."
"That's right, his songs are incredible. You trolls just wait."
"Pfft! Where did these paid shills come from? Yang Xiaofan is too scared to show his face, so he's hiring bots now?"
"Hey, don't say that. Maybe it's not a bot—maybe it's his own burner account? Who knows!"
"Pfft, hahaha..."

The internet was filled with mockery. But just then, someone suddenly posted:

"Brother-in-law's music is live! Go check it out, everyone! All the major music platforms have updated!"