Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

The magnificent bathhouse.

Tiger was shirtless, staring intently at the live stream screen, afraid that Fang Yu would slip away.

He had already finished making all his phone calls, so he directly called his brother at the auto repair shop outside the town.

Let's gather a dozen or twenty people and drive over to block the entrance!

Today, we must teach this kid a lesson!

Immediately afterwards, he saw Liu Yifei come out on the screen carrying a large machete, and he immediately let out a disdainful sneer.

That's it?

Who are you scaring?

Before he could even make a sarcastic remark, a burst of cheesy, high-energy DJ music suddenly erupted in the live stream.

Then, Fang Yu's handsome face appeared in the center of the screen, and he started shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Congratulations, Brother!"

Tiger's hand holding the cigarette trembled, and he was dumbfounded.

This pace...

This word...

Why does it sound... a bit intoxicating?

The people next to him, including Brother Dao, also crowded around, their heads huddled in front of the small phone screen.

Fang Yu's rap performance continued.

"We have no worries about food or clothing!"

"We'll live in high-rise buildings, not bungalows!"

"Days filled with carefree joy, nights filled with tenderness!"

"Buying and selling is like the flowing waters of the Yangtze River!"

"Life is like brocade!"

May you make big and small fortunes every day!

May everything go smoothly and may you prosper!

Upon hearing the last line, "May everything go smoothly and may you prosper," I felt a surge of joy.

Tiger felt as if his skull had been cleared, and the shout had struck right to his heart!

He used to despise those effeminate young male celebrities.

But this celebrity in front of him is so down-to-earth, just like his taste!

Tiger's anger subsided considerably, replaced by a strange sense of relief.

That's giving them way too much face!

He felt that all the kind words he had ever heard in his life combined were not as uplifting as this rap performance today!

The atmosphere was originally tense, as if they were about to fight.

The atmosphere grew increasingly bizarre amidst Fang Yu's down-to-earth yet catchy shouting.

Several men with tattooed arms couldn't help but nod in agreement.

An imminent offline live-action PK was turned into a fan meeting by Fang Yu with a shout-out.

In the courtyard, the cheesy DJ continued.

Fang Yu's rap performance has reached its climax.

He was completely immersed in his role, waving his hand and stamping his foot at times, every movement full of the essence of "social dance".

"Congratulations, Brother!"

"Sailing a thousand miles a day with the wind!"

"To be a high-ranking official with clean hands and an honest reputation!"

"With three sails and five leaps, we will forge a great enterprise!"

May you prosper in all four seasons!

Each word is bigger and more outrageous than the last.

The viewers in the live stream were laughing hysterically.

[Hahaha! Help! I'm dying of laughter! A high-ranking official with nothing to his name? Wouldn't my brother be furious if he heard that?]

[You don't know anything! This is called vision! This is the kind of prestige the big shots want! It's inspiring!]

[I hereby unilaterally declare that Fang Yu has pioneered a brand new path in the Chinese music scene—the "shout-rap" style of crisis public relations! I recommend its promotion within the domestic entertainment industry!]

This isn't singing; it's clearly taking the art of empty promises to the extreme in front of tens of millions of people!

Liu Yifei, standing to the side, had changed her expression from one of resignation to death to one of blank stare.

She felt that all the elegance and common sense she had accumulated in the first half of her life had been completely wiped out today.

Looking at Fang Yu, who was shaking his head and talking animatedly in front of the camera.

Suddenly, I realized that I might never understand this man's thought process.

……

At the same time, at the magnificent Jinbihuihuang Bath Center.

Tiger Brother has been completely outmaneuvered by Fang Yu's rapping.

To put it bluntly, life in this world is all about fighting for pride.

He got angry today simply because he felt he had lost face from being teased.

Now, top celebrities are praising him like this in front of the entire internet.

Looking across the entire city of Mohe, who else has ever enjoyed such treatment?

At this moment, Fang Yu's rap finally reached its climax.

"May the seven stars shine brightly upon you, bringing great fortune!"

"Treasures from all directions piled up like mountains!"

"Nine sons pass the imperial examination, ensuring the continuation of their lineage!"

"Perfection exists on earth!"

"In the human world!!!"

Fang Yu deliberately prolonged the last three words, perfectly aligning them with a sudden stop to the DJ's drumbeats, ending the song with a sharp, precise finish!

The rapping ended, and the music stopped.

The entire lobby of the bathhouse was completely silent.

Several tattooed men were still immersed in the grand vision of "perfection in the world," each with their heads slightly tilted back, their faces filled with peace and spiritual elevation.

A good ten seconds or so passed.

Tiger seemed to wake up from a dream and let out a loud "roar".

"good!"

He slapped his thigh hard, his face, full of fat, breaking into a wide grin.

"That microphone he used was absolutely amazing!"

"That's so damn impressive!"

Tiger started typing away at his phone screen:

[Tiger Brother: Brother! No need for further explanation! I, Tiger Brother, accept you as my brother!]

[Tiger Brother: What happened at noon is over! It was purely a misunderstanding!]

[Tiger Brother: This shout was amazing! Next time you're in town and need anything, just mention Tiger Brother! It'll definitely work!]

Seeing the person involved personally speak out.

The entire live stream room was in an uproar!

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! What did I just see?!]

One second he's about to kill someone, the next he's calling them brothers?! We don't understand the world of this gangster!

[What the heck?! Crisis averted! I'd call this a killer move!]

[Liu Yifei: ??? I even brought out my family heirloom sword, and this is the end?]

[The true colors of the Chinese music scene have been completely exposed by Fang Yu today! It turns out that shouting rap is the real answer!]

A potentially serious conflict that was about to make the news was completely resolved in this extremely absurd yet perfectly reasonable way.

In front of the camera, Fang Yu cleared his throat, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the screen, and adopted the proper demeanor of a江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the martial arts world).

"Okay, everyone!"

"It's fate that we met, don't forget to follow me, little brother!"

Standing to the side, Liu Yifei watched this magical realism scene and sighed silently.

Tired, destroy it.

Without a word, she picked up the imposing anti-Japanese broadsword, turned around, and put it back in the inner room.

Forget it, let's just keep this as a lucky charm to ward off evil spirits.

It seems that when it's with someone like Fang Yu, it doesn't even have a chance to appear.

His mouth is more deadly than any knife.