HuaYu: The most muscular director in history!

Chapter 116 Neon Lights (Blinding Lights) Shanghai

Afternoon of August 12.

Sunlight streamed through the villa's blinds, casting regular stripes of light and shadow on the floor.

Chen Yaochuan and Xiao Huang hadn't come for several days, and when they did, they were glued to the computer data.

Today, Sisi is taking a nap, and only Xiang Nan and the two of them are on the sofa.

"Sigh, this money is really not enough!"

On the sofa, Chen Yaochuan turned his gaze away from the computer, sank into the sofa, and fixed his eyes on Xiang Nan.

The latter was looking down, blowing on a cup of piping hot Da Hong Pao tea.

"What were you thinking? Not going to participate in the charts, just throwing out GG content?"

Hearing the noise, Xiang Nan's eyes twitched.

"150 million dollars, how many screens can that cover?" Xiang Nan put his teacup on the coffee table, his tone calm, as if he wasn't talking about a million-dollar sum.

Chen Yaochuan crossed his legs and started counting on his fingers: "There are a total of sixty large screens in the core business districts of Los Angeles, New York, and Chicago. With the time slots bought out, we can cover 70% of the mainstream audience. But Xiang Nan, if this money is wasted, we'll have done nothing worthwhile."

He paused, wiped his face, and, recalling the sales curve of domestic albums, his tone became more serious. "Many Asian songs are similar, after all, they are all made up of people of Asian descent. But in the American music scene, hip-hop, rock, and pop are the three pillars. It's hard to say whether our songs can appeal to their aesthetics."

Xiao Huang suddenly looked up from the computer and added, "Brother Chuan, actually, every American who has heard Brother Nan's songs has praised them. What we lack now is promotion."

Xiang Nan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and looked out the window at the quiet afternoon lawn. His tone remained calm: "It's all settled. We just need to wait for the results. Actually, what you shouldn't worry about the least is the quality of my songs. After all, those songs are all very popular."

Seeing his resolute tone, Chen Yaochuan stopped hesitating, put his hands on his knees, and stood up: "Alright! Then I'll get to work. Xiao Huang, you keep an eye on the coordination with the American side. We have to secure the prime-time slot, and the picture quality can't be compromised in the slightest!"

Xiao Huang responded and also packed his things and stood up, leaving only one person in the living room.

Xiang Nan took a deep breath, feeling a little apprehensive.

I added a lot of my own personal touches to those songs!

The following day, Hollywood Boulevard, Los Angeles.

At 7 p.m., the streets were teeming with people, tourists and locals jostling shoulder to shoulder, neon lights painting the streets in vibrant colors, making it the liveliest time of day.

The curved LED screen at the intersection of Hollywood Boulevard and Highland Boulevard suddenly lit up red, breaking the original GG loop.

"Old man"

The blinding red light attracted the attention of more than a dozen foreigners.

On the big screen, Xiang Nan, dressed in a red suit, had his head covered in blood, and the entire screen was filled with his large head!

After a burst of tense music, the large screen suddenly went black, and the music stopped.

The next moment, the perspective became clear, and the camera on the screen changed to Xiang Nan holding a camera, walking unsteadily down the street.

The neon lights and shops in the background are the Bund!

"Whoosh—" Another prelude to electronically synthesized music.

Just as the group of foreigners were about to look away, the intro drumbeat suddenly started, and at the same time, Xiang Nan in the video arrived under a bridge, in front of a supercar.

Pagani Zonda Roadster F!

As the lights on the Pagani Kiss illuminated, a burst of intense drumbeats slammed into the air, instantly igniting the surrounding atmosphere.

"hold head high"

A super cool car chase scene, Xiang Nan drives a Pagani through the city of Shanghai.

【I've been looking for you】

I've been on my own for long enough.

Maybe you can show me how to love.

【l "mgoingthroughwithdrawals" (I am experiencing the pain after an orgasm)

You don't even have to do too much.

You can turn me on with just a touch, baby.

The crowd below the large screen fell silent at first, and then more people stopped and looked up at the screen.

More and more people gathered around, and the street performer put down his guitar and started taking pictures.

Office workers leaned against lampposts, nodding in rhythm with the music.

Some tourists were even holding up their phones and recording videos on the big screen.

【Ⅰ look, around and】(I saw this)

【Sincity "scold and empty (Oh)"】(The sinful city is empty and cold)

No one saround to judge me (Oh)

I can't see clearly when you're gone. (You become blurry when you leave my sight)

【0hOhOh！】

The scene on the big screen changed, and the camera slowly cut down from the sky. Xiang Nan, dressed in a red suit, started dancing freely by the zebra crossing. It wasn't some kind of street dance or energetic dance, but rather a relaxed and casual dance and movement.

As the camera rotated, it seemed as if the entire screen was filled with his aura.

"Oh my god, it's Lion South!" The blonde girl's eyes widened as she pointed at the big screen, her voice full of surprise.

The black man next to her nodded in rhythm and gradually began to sway, attracting the attention of those around him.

【ooh, ooh——】

[lsaid, ooh, I "mblinded by the lights"] (I said the bright light had blinded me)

No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch.

As the chorus arrives, the scene shifts to a dance party, where Xiang Nan, dressed in a red suit, suddenly sets his sights on Yi Fei, a strikingly beautiful woman singing on stage.

After some interaction between the two, Xiang Nan finally pulled Yi Fei away.

With people chasing closely behind, the two got into the supercar and began to cruise through the neon-lit streets of Shanghai.

I said, "Oh, I'm drowning in the night."

Oh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust.

Hey, hey, hey!

The jarring electronic music blared, accompanied by the explosive footage of a supercar soaring through the city, and the entire street erupted in excitement.

"Oh my god! This is Lion South, and who is that beautiful woman? My goodness! She's so beautiful."

"Jesus! Fuck! That was awesome!"

The crowds on the street grew larger and larger, which soon alerted the COP, but then the explosion happened!

Whether it was the magic of Xiang Nan's song or the theme of the song that ignited something, the black man actually jumped onto the police car, used the red and green sirens as a disco ball, and started dancing on the spot.

"Jesus! Get down here!"

Black man: "Oh no, I'm Beyoncé!" (Hahahaha)

"Fuck!!" Two or three policemen started chasing people away.

A young white police officer glanced at the large screen and was immediately drawn to it.

"Benjamin! What the hell are you doing?"

The young police officer quickly looked away, his heart pounding wildly.

What is this? Is it a new type of counterfeit product? Why is this song so catchy?

"Ryan Xiang?"

Why are they calling Ryan a lion?

The large screen played the video on a loop until 2 a.m., and people were still standing there waiting for the next round.

At the same time, in New York, Washington, and Maryland, wherever there was a famous shopping street, there was Xiang Nan's music. Passersby were all standing still as if they were addicted!