The opening of China Entertainment Group gave Jay Chou a head-on confrontation

Chapter 945 I remember you were behind me, I remember me trembling.
The Westin St. Francis Hotel, one of San Francisco's iconic buildings, is located near Union Square, a landmark of the city, and has been a top choice for celebrities and the wealthy since the last century. From Emperor MacArthur to the visionary Kennedy, and even Queen Elizabeth II, many have left their mark here.

As Hollywood's influence reached its zenith alongside America's global power, this hotel also became a top choice for many celebrities visiting San Francisco. With a bit of luck, even a tourist visiting San Francisco might spot a Hollywood A-list star at this hotel.

The most direct consequence of this is that there are countless paparazzi staking out outside with all sorts of camera equipment, making it a rather unique sight near Union Square.

"Did you take a picture? Did you take a picture? Who is that woman who's spinning Spike around in circles?"

"The angle isn't good; you can only see a profile, but it looks like someone who is Chinese."

"Anyway, they are 100% Asian."

"She looks familiar, like a new female singer from Warner Music?"

"Unspoken rules?"

"Hard to say……"

Before Zhou Yi's plane even landed, the paparazzi who had been waiting outside the hotel for him had already received word, and they were now extremely anxious.

Judging from their intimate way of getting on the elevator together, she's definitely his new girlfriend.

Although Spike's scandals are now more than enough, the audience still loves watching them.

"I originally thought it was the Olsen twins, but I didn't expect Spike to not flirt with the female lead in his music video this time."

After photographing Sun Yanzi, the paparazzi, who had hoped to create a big news story, could not hide their disappointment.

It's not impossible for an Asian female singer to gain attention in the US through scandals; Spike's fame can certainly give her high exposure in a short period, but the level of discussion and buzz certainly won't be as explosive as the Olsen twins.

After all, the latter was a beloved "national sweetheart" that a generation of Americans grew up watching, and they were sisters. Although she's somewhat past her prime now, she still has a large base of fans in the US who can evoke nostalgia and memories.

If they were to photograph the twin sisters with Spike, the news would be a huge hit!

Pity.

Of course, some people have drawn another conclusion from this clearly Asian woman's face: "Is it possible that all the previous rumors were just a cover, and this woman Spike has never revealed is his real girlfriend?"

“Yes, I saw the woman move the moment the elevator doors closed. She was clearly on guard. When has Spike ever done anything like this before? I heard he and Scarlett always did it openly in elevators.”

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

The St. Francis Hotel, in a suite.

With her ears flushed red, Sun Yanzi unconsciously bit her left thumb nail to ease her tension, turning her head away from him: "I just wanted to comfort you because you've been hurt in love."

Her short, ear-length hair looked slightly messy under the warm, dim lighting of the living room, with damp water droplets still dripping from the ends that hadn't been completely dried by the hairdryer.

The cloth was also wet.

Her years of freeloading and pig farming have made her thighs quite rounded. The artist's self-management makes her look fair and slender. Her delicate toes are not painted with any nail polish. She is so nervous that she almost digs a three-bedroom apartment out of the sofa.

She had originally planned to go out for a late-night snack after showering, and the oversized T-shirt she had changed into now draped over her body. She was still trying to maintain her composure, but her legs, which were turned inward and kneeling, seemed to have lost the will to stand, allowing his fingers to do as they pleased—

If the right hand is symbolically extended to block, then it is truly just symbolic; it can be easily pushed aside.

"Is this also part of the consolation?" Zhou Yi asked with a mischievous grin, rolling up the hem of his T-shirt.

They even teased it a couple of times with great interest.

Subconsciously wanting to avoid the topic, Sun Yanzi decisively became an ostrich, using all her strength to move a pillow over and press it against her face, fully demonstrating what it means to close your eyes and it's dark.

She had imagined this scene countless times in her mind, but when the moment was truly about to arrive, her nervousness outweighed her anticipation.

Theory without practice is ultimately superficial.

Just as her mind was still wandering, a sudden, unsettling feeling of weightlessness washed over her—

"what!"

Startled, Sun Yanzi was instantly pulled back from her reverie. Her heart raced, and she opened her eyes, only to find that he had carried her back to the bedroom in a princess carry.

This time, she no longer needed to think about anything; she simply clumsily repeated everything instinctively—

The sensation of their breaths brushing against each other's faces made her feel lightheaded and unaware of what was happening.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

At this moment, Sun Yanzi was like someone who had been pulled out of the sea after drowning, breathing in fresh air. His heart was pounding in his chest, and he was no longer hypocritical.

only……

"What...are you going to do?"

Sun Yanzi, her short hair pressed against the pillow, looked up at the stopped Zhou Yi, puzzled.

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"I don't care whether they cut off the music industry's livelihood or not, all I know is that they're trying to cut off our source of income!"

Warner, CEO's office.

As Edgar Jr. was getting ready to go home, he received a phone call that infuriated him—

According to the report from the mole he bribed, Billboard seemed to be unable to continue playing the game—or rather, the entire American music industry seemed to be unable to continue playing the game—and was planning to begin revising the rules of the singles chart. And this time it wasn't a minor tweak like last year's, which added weight to digital music purchases in the rankings; it directly involved the fundamental rules of the Billboard singles chart rankings—the Recurrent principle.

Commonly known as: the rules for releasing the list.

出榜规则可以说是b榜的底层代码，自1958年8月百强单曲榜诞生以来，大刀阔斧的超级大改动仅仅出现了一次——在1991年11月30日推出的Recurrent原则。

Simply put, this is a removal condition set by Billboard to keep the charts fresh and prevent older songs from dominating the top 100 singles chart for too long.

The current rule for removing a super popular song from the charts is that if a song has been on the charts for ≥20 weeks and its ranking is below 50 in a given week, then no matter how popular the song is, it will be removed from the charts and will no longer participate in the rankings.

This is undoubtedly a good rule for other singers and Billboard to maintain competitiveness and vitality, but Zhou Yi simply has too many great songs to handle.

He doesn't just have two or three hit songs from one album; he guarantees at least half, or even a terrifying 70%, 90%, or even the most outrageous 100%!

At first, things were fine, but as time went on, Zhou Yi accumulated more and more good songs, and the Billboard Top 100 Singles became Zhou Yi's own backyard, where he could do whatever he wanted. The key is that his hit songs are hard to get off the charts...

Zhou Yi can easily achieve a chart position of more than 20 weeks, but songs with a weekly ranking below 50... It's difficult for Zhou Yi's popular songs that have been on the chart for more than 20 weeks to achieve this in a short period of time.

Zhou Yi has now released five English albums, and this fifth one, "25," still has a terrifying 16 songs.

As a result, Billboard officials could no longer sit still.

Currently, some songs from the third and fourth albums are still on the charts. If the fifth album's sales also snowball, the Top 100 Singles Chart might just be renamed "Spike Greatest Hits Chart" by the end of this year.

It's all his songs.

When a furious Edgar tried to call Zhou Yi to deliver the devastating news, he found that the latter's phone went unanswered.

"Ok?"

"Phone...cell phone—uh-huh—your cell phone...screen is lit up..."

Like a fish about to die of thirst returned to its tank, Sun Yanzi struggled to her feet, gasping for fresh air and supporting herself against the glass, as if she were lying in a puddle of mud.

The light reflected from the mirror serves as a reminder to the ever-relenting Zhou Yi standing behind him.

She herself was so weak that she could barely stand, trembling like a leaf.

"You're the most important person tonight."

Zhou Yi was too lazy to pay attention to the phone call that was disturbing his sleep in the middle of the night.

Don't ask, the answer is he's asleep, and he really is asleep.

Sun Yanzi, who faced intense competition right from the start, eventually collapsed completely in the end.

I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore.

If she could, she felt her eyes were already swirling with mosquito coils.

She thought she would probably never forget tonight for the rest of her life—

I remember him behind me, and I remember my own trembling; I remember the overwhelming feeling.

After finishing, he didn't forget to demand an explanation from Zhou Yi, who was gently wiping his sweat with a towel.

"Mmm, so tight."

"????"

That's what I asked you to say!

Sun Yanzi blushed and glared angrily, but instead of exuding a threatening aura, she appeared rather endearingly composed.

Having finally found some free time to check his phone, Zhou Yi glanced at the text message Edgar had sent, exchanged a few words, said he knew, and then casually replied, "Just got back from outside, I'm going to take a shower," before ending the conversation.

"So what do you want me to say to you?"

Zhou Yi tossed his phone aside, rested his head on one hand, and teased with a smile, "You're saying you're really good?"

Unwilling to back down, Sun Yanzi disregarded her original question and resumed her stubborn mode: "What else?"

"I think you might have some misconceptions about yourself."

Zhou Yi clicked his tongue and pouted: "Premature ejaculation abalone."

Steam Princess Sun Yanzi is absolutely furious!

She felt that her personal dignity had been challenged!
I don't know where the strength came from, but he managed to mount his horse, determined to change that opinion—

ten minutes later……

Sun Yanzi raised her hands again, gave Zhou Yi a French military salute, covered her head with a pillow and rolled around on the bed, tearfully and stubbornly refusing the evaluation once more.

"This doesn't count. I'm not feeling well tonight. I'll come back after I've rested!"

Meanwhile, in Warner's office, Edgar Jr. stared at the reply on his phone screen—"I'm going to take a shower"—utterly speechless.

It's so late and you're still taking a shower!

(End of this chapter)