ROSGT Chapter 88: A Basket of God-level Songs
Volume 1
Chapter 88: A Basket of God-level Songs
“From today onwards, the title of Music Godfather is yours,” said the elderly man, his voice trembling with emotion. His face showed pure admiration, and his words were sincere without a trace of falsehood.
The room fell into a dead silence. Even Ye Chui was stunned—this old man was really going overboard.
Ye had asked Fang Nan to bring out the notebook merely to prove that he could write more god-level songs, with the elderly man as a witness. But who could have predicted that the old man, after reading it, would willingly give up the title of Music Godfather?
Chu Qingci hurried to the elderly man, shocked, and asked, “Old Fang, what... what are you saying? The title of Music Godfather was given to you by the media. How can you just give it up like that?”
“I'll hold a press conference later. Mr. Ye will be the new Music Godfather, deservedly so. There are a total of twenty-six songs in that notebook, each one a masterpiece I could never create in my lifetime. They are no less magnificent than 'Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Roses.' Such talent is far beyond mine!” Old Fang sighed.
Chu Qingci, Cao Kang, Lin Xin, and Zhou Ming were all stunned once again. Their eyes involuntarily turned to the seemingly ordinary notebook with a cartoon bear cover in Fang Nan's hands.
No less than 'Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Roses'? Twenty-six songs in total?
God-level songs, twenty-six of them, recorded in that notebook! It was like a treasure trove of divine songs!
Forget Old Fang, anyone would react the same way.
Chu Qingci looked at the notebook, swallowing hard with a face full of greedy anticipation. She was already a top-tier singer but had hit a career bottleneck. If she could get her hands on those twenty-six god-level songs...
Cao Kang was dumbfounded and felt utterly defeated. Old Fang wouldn't joke about his title, which meant the songs in the notebook were genuine. This Ye Chui really had such immense talent! Such a person would surely cause a massive upheaval in the entertainment industry, and the influence of Cao Kang's family in the industry would be nothing in comparison...
Lin Xin bit her lip hard, her eyes flickering with thoughts. As a pragmatist, she was already plotting how to get her hands on that notebook...
That notebook had become the ultimate weapon of mass attraction in the entertainment industry.
“Mr. Ye, although my title of Music Godfather is well-earned, it still holds some influence. From today, if you need any help in the entertainment industry, just let me know. Don't hesitate. I will do my best to assist you,” Old Fang continued, standing in front of Ye Chui.
Without waiting for Ye to respond, he turned around, looked at the notebook in Fang Nan's hand one last time with admiration and respect, and then left. He even seemed to completely ignore Cao Kang.
Initially, he was somewhat intimidated by Cao Kang's family power and didn't want to offend them. But now, he seemed completely unconcerned. He was only afraid that the title of Music Godfather would be tarnished. Now, seeing the songs written by Ye, he had lost all confidence and was willing to give up the title, so he had no more fears.
Ye Chui snapped out of his shock and coldly looked at Cao Kang. “Now, do you have anything to say?”
“Hmph, don't get cocky. So what if you become the new Music Godfather?” Cao Kang's face was pale with anger. He spoke venomously, “Even if you become the next Old Fang, you won't be able to stand up from your wheelchair anytime soon. Don't forget, it will take at least ten million to treat your legs!”
Having said this, Cao Kang seemed to feel relieved and laughed coldly. Even if Ye could write a basket of god-level songs and become the Music Godfather, it wouldn't help him earn ten million quickly enough for his treatment. The longer his legs remained paralyzed, the less hope there would be for recovery. By the time he could earn ten million, it might already be too late!
Cao Kang's eyes turned to the notebook in Fang Nan's hands, thinking of a more humiliating way to deal with Ye.
“I'm setting up an entertainment company, and you can join it. If you obey me completely and give me that notebook, I might help you with your leg treatment. How about that?”
“Bullshit, Brother Ye's legs aren't your concern,” Fang Xi scoffed before Cao Kang finished speaking. “A mere ten million is nothing to Brother Ye.”
“Only ten million?” Cao Kang was furious. This fat guy was looking down on money, saying ten million was nothing? Even he couldn't easily come up with ten million!
Fang Xi chuckled and said, “Making music is just Brother Ye's side gig. His real job is... making games.”
“Games?”
Hearing this term left Cao Kang, Lin Xin, and Chu Qingci stunned. Games were a new and very hot topic, often discussed on TV. But they couldn't immediately associate Ye Chui with games.
“Zhou Ming, what's going on?” Chu Qingci asked Zhou Ming, thinking he might know something.
Hearing Chu Qingci's question, Zhou Ming quickly answered, “Sister Qingci, Mr. Ye is Professor X, the one who made 'Link Link,' 'Eliminate,' 'Stack Stack,' and 'Street Fighter.' He's the God of Games, Professor X.”
“What!?”
Cao Kang and Lin Xin heard Zhou Ming's words loud and clear. Ye Chui was the media-dubbed miracle maker... Professor X? The genius behind 'Street Fighter,' which sold a million copies in three days?
Cao Kang and Lin Xin weren't avid gamers but followed some news in this field. In fact, Lin Xin was quite fond of 'Stack Stack,' playing it for an hour or two every day. Cao Kang also had a gaming setup at home where he played 'Street Fighter' occasionally. They were fans of Professor X, though not as fanatical as Zhou Ming, so they hadn't paid attention to his true appearance.
Now, they suddenly realized that the creator of these games was Ye Chui!
Their sense of reality seemed to collapse. How could this be happening? It was impossible!
Cao Kang had initially accepted defeat in their earlier conflict, thinking Ye Chui was just a talented songwriter. Even someone like Old Fang, the Music Godfather, had to show respect to his family. But now... Ye Chui was the miracle maker, Professor X! This was a bombshell, a lethal blow.
One game, 'Street Fighter,' had brought in over ten million in revenue, putting Ye Chui's worth on par with someone from Cao Kang's social class. Moreover, Ye Chui planned to release a new game every week, each potentially reaching millions in sales, even if not as successful as 'Street Fighter.'
It wouldn't be long before Ye Chui's wealth could rival that of prominent families. And Cao Kang had broken his legs, escaping responsibility using his family's influence...
A grudge like that wouldn't end until one of them was dead. Cao Kang was filled with an indescribable fear.
Ye Chui had once said, “One day, you'll be in a wheelchair, and I'll be standing before you.” Previously, Cao Kang had dismissed this as nonsense, but now it seemed like that moment might actually come...
Standing beside Cao Kang, Lin Xin's eyes were filled with deep regret upon learning of Ye Chui's identity as Professor X. Although she had latched onto Cao Kang and was engaged, marrying into a wealthy family was never easy. The engagement could be broken at any time. Cao Kang, despite being a wealthy young master, had access to only seven or eight million, a fraction of which she could get her hands on...
She suddenly recalled Ye Chui's past devotion to her. If only she were with him now...