HuaYu: The most muscular director in history!

"Aaaaaahh ...

The Hong Kong Coliseum was bustling with activity, and the fans were equally excited.

The girl's uniquely piercing whistling sound assaulted everyone's eardrums.

Xiang Nan never expected that he would have so many fans in Hong Kong.

If Chen Yaochuan, who was backstage, had heard this, he would have retorted to Xiang Nan: "Do you have some misunderstanding about your own position?"

Top-notch songwriting, top-notch voice, top-notch appearance!

In Japanese variety shows, not everyone is a perfect hexagon!

Chen Yaochuan even wondered if Xiang Nan was just too lucky.

His personality—a big boy who doesn't like makeup and prefers short hair—perfectly fills a corner of the Chinese male god landscape.

For style, there's Joe Chen; for charisma, there's Leon Lai; for singing, there's Jacky Cheung. Leaving aside the older generation: the roguish Edison Chen, the cool Nicholas Tse, the incredibly talented Jay Chou, and A-Do who loves crawling under cars…

Every famous celebrity has a few distinctive labels.

What are Xiang Nan's labels?

Just like his online name suggests: Walking Sexiness!

Short hair, tall stature, and a muscular physique! Does he seem to be defining a new kind of fashion in the entertainment industry?

Back to the scene.

Once the audience quieted down a bit, Chen Baixiang started chatting with Xiang Nan about trivial matters.

He had just received a notification from the director that Xiang Nan should stay on set for a while longer.

He had no choice but to continue operating, but fortunately, he was always quite eloquent.

"Xiang Nan, Lei Jie's 'Fairy Tales' is truly a worthless book!"

Xiang Nan clicked his tongue and picked up the microphone: "Actually, you can speak Cantonese. As long as it's not Wuchuan dialect, I can understand it."

"Haha, is that so?" Chen Baixiang chuckled awkwardly and began to talk about Xiang Nan's life.

These are all things that can be found online, and Xiang Nan doesn't know why he asked these questions.

So boring!

"Xiang Nan, you sang 'Fairy Tale' so emotionally. They say that romantic experiences are the source of a singer's creativity. You must have had quite a few relationships, right?"

"oh---"

A long gasp of surprise erupted from the audience.

Xiang Nan's eye twitched. He had just said he was bored, and this is what you do?

I'm only nineteen years old (by Chinese reckoning), isn't it a bit too early for you to ask?

At the same time, in the living room of Yifei's room in Dali, Yunnan.

Liu Xiaoli was about to rest, but her daughter was still watching TV, so she had to knit a pair of woolen gloves while keeping an eye on her to prevent her from staying up late.

"Sissi, turn the volume down!"

Yifei pouted, her lips almost big enough to hang an oil bottle: "If it's too small, we won't be able to hear it."

"Smaller!"

"Oh……"

She still succumbed to her mother's tyranny, and as soon as she picked up the remote, that sentence came from the TV.

It's often said that romantic experiences are the source of a singer's creativity; you must have had quite a few relationships, right?

Yifei stopped, and Liu Xiaoli also raised her head.

The mother and daughter held their breath, and no one knew what they were thinking.

"Hmm..." Xiang Nan on TV pondered for a moment, then gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Can I tell you the truth?

"Sure! It has to be really exciting!"

"The truth is..." Xiang Nan looked at the camera, a glint of light flashing in his deep eyes.

The mother and daughter watching TV felt as if they were looking at each other from a distance!

"To be honest, I already have someone I love. Those breakup songs are just things that make me feel frustrated when I think about what it would be like to be heartbroken."

Chen Baixiang's eyes widened: "Just imagining it?"

"Otherwise what? Have I ever had any scandals?"

"Hmm..." Chen Baixiang hadn't done any research on Xiang Nan, so he couldn't figure him out and had to change the subject: "Have you thought about how to pursue her?"

"Yes! I have a secret weapon!"

Those two words were enough to make a certain steampunk girl in front of the TV fumes.

"Waaaaah..." Yifei started boiling water again, her mind constantly filled with two words—

A special move? What special move? What kind of special move is it? How special is it?

Liu's mother rolled her eyes and got up to pour her daughter a glass of cold water.

"Here, let's cool this down."

"Mommy~ You're so mean!" Yifei covered her face and shook herself, not even hearing what Xiang Nan said next.

On the television, Chen Baixiang couldn't find any interesting tidbits, and he didn't know Xiang Nan's skill level, so he tentatively asked, "Xiang Nan, I heard you can sing Cantonese songs, right?"

"Yes!" To everyone's surprise, Xiang Nan actually nodded.

At that moment, a fan of Xiang Nan in the audience craned his neck and shouted, "The 'Guangdong Love Story' is his!"

"Whoosh—"

Most people at the scene didn't know Xiang Nan, since they wouldn't spend tens of yuan to buy a Mandarin CD just for a song like "Guangdong Love Story".

However, the song is still very popular. The only drawback is that the original soundtrack is only available on CD, and people don't even know that the CD is a pirated copy!

"Guangdong Love Story? You're really something! How about another one for us?"

After saying that, Chen Baixiang looked at the audience and said, "How about we let Xiang Nan sing another song?"

"good!"

"Aaaaaaah!"

"Give me a song!"

"Give me a song!"

"Give me a song!"

The Hong Kong Coliseum once again resounded with unified shouts. Xiang Nan clicked his tongue; to be honest, he really wanted to sing a song.

He wasn't particularly interested in the stage, but he enjoyed showing off in front of a group of big shots in the audience.

"How about a new song?"

"Huh?" Chen Baixiang was stunned again.

I was worried that this young man wouldn't be able to handle the challenge, but he insisted on making it even more difficult for himself.

At that moment, the director's voice came through the earpiece again, and he had no choice but to continue working.

"Excuse me, is the new song a Cantonese song? Or a love song?"

Xiang Nan smiled inwardly, then looked at the audience with a sunny, boyish smile: "These are the love tricks I just mentioned, two songs: 'Love and Sincerity' and 'The Ultimate Move'!"

Chen Baixiang's heart skipped a beat. This guy came prepared. Then he felt relieved!

"So, what will you be bringing us?"

Xiang Nan picked up the microphone, a smile almost creeping onto his face: "The ultimate love weapon—the 'killer move'!"

"Aaaaaahh ...

As the accompaniment began, an astonishing sonic boom resounded once again throughout the Hong Kong Coliseum.

"A killer move! One of the ultimate moves in love, I need to learn it!"

A female fan clutched her hands to her chest, her eyes sparkling with affection: "This song must be so beautiful and sweet!"

On stage, Xiang Nan picked up the microphone and began to sing, his standard Cantonese giving everyone a refreshing experience.

[You've had some free time lately, I'm on guard to prevent you from using your powers.]

I can barely stop feeling heartache, but my throat still hurts.

I understand you're feeling nostalgic, and you even praised me for being ambitious.

But unfortunately, you didn't believe me back then; I underestimated your abilities.

The room suddenly fell silent. They were all from Guangdong; who the hell could fool whom?

"This is an absolute dating secret!"

Even Nicholas Tse, sitting offstage, was so angry that he cursed out loud.

Edison, standing to the side, wrinkled his nose and suddenly felt that Xiang Nan, who looked honest, was actually a bit cunning.

Please don't say anything, and continue to treat me like a good friend.

And I ask myself, why can you still be so fair to me?

Don't let me suffer a complete defeat.

[Losing even more, oh~ oh~]

On stage, as soon as Xiang Nan sang the final chorus, the audience below the stage and those in front of the television all fell silent!

Please don't say that you loved me even though you missed me.

Why are you so itchy to perform that you're letting me go?

You seem to have divine assistance.

[As soon as you start talking about it...]

Xiang Nan glanced at the audience below the stage, where the crowd had fallen silent and the cheering sticks had stopped waving. For some reason, he felt even happier inside.

He slowly closed his eyes and uttered the most heart-wrenching and deadly lyric.

"That's tantamount to killing me again!"

As the last note faded, the audience erupted in applause loud enough to lift the roof off.

"It sounds so good! Waaaaah... It's so damn sweet! Waaaaah..."

"So it really is a finishing move, a finishing move to kill yourself, huh?"

"Waaaaah... I knelt down and begged her, but she'd rather kiss her own dog than even look at me..."

"If 'The Ultimate Skill' is just flattery, then what about 'Love and Sincerity'? Waaaaah... I dare not ask, I absolutely dare not ask!"

The scene completely erupted.

Below the stage, Nicholas Tse and Edison Chen exchanged a glance, and the same word came to mind at the same time—

A dragon crossing the river!

That's insane! Is this a newbie?

Nicholas Tse sighed helplessly, then suddenly became worried: "Please, please don't release a Cantonese album, Xiang Nan!"

Edison was shocked! "Son! I just heard you say that!"

On stage, Chen Baixiang clapped as he approached Xiang Nan, craning his neck to ask a question:

"Xiang Nan, you sing Cantonese songs so well, have you ever considered releasing a Cantonese CD?"

Nicholas Tse and Edison Chen: "I threw a grenade..."