Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

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"It sounds so good, who wrote this song, and why did they have a foreigner sing it?"

The actor Chen Kun crossed his legs and nodded.

"Listen, I heard from the colleagues at Universal Records that the music was... written by Link, and the lyrics were adapted from a poem by the Irish singer Ye Zhi, and the... the Chinese lyrics were adapted by a domestic musician at Link's request."

Gold medal music producer Zhou Yadong stuttered as he spoke.

"Link can even write Chinese songs, that's amazing, much better than many domestic singers. Domestic singers spend all day drinking and bragging, and can't produce a single good song all year round."

Zhou Xun and Dou Ying clapped their hands and praised.
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Hearing these words, Zhou Yadong, alongside domestic male singers Pu Shu and Dou Peng, blushed but couldn't refute. Link's song "When You Are Old," both the music and lyrics, was just too gripping, making the popular domestic songs of the year seem incomparable.

After Liu Yifei finished singing on stage, Link left the piano, took the microphone, and taking Liu Yifei's hand, they moved to the center of the stage. This time Liu Yifei sang the English version, while Link sang the Chinese version.

When you are old, your hair is grey

Your eyes are sleepy

When you are old and cannot walk

Dozing by the fire, recalling your youth

How many loved your moments of glad grace

"Wow!"

"It sounds amazing!"

When the fans at the venue heard Link sing in Chinese, they couldn't help but excitedly applaud and cheer. Prior to this, they knew from "Yu Lu's Appointment" that Link could speak a bit of Chinese, but they never expected him to sing so beautifully in Chinese.

Despite slight issues with his pronunciation and enunciation, his singing abilities were clearly much stronger than Liu Yifei's, his voice deep and magnetic, his emotions full and sincere, incredibly moving, and even more pleasant to the ears than many domestic male singers.

"Yadong, now I understand why Link is famous. He's not only talented but also very dedicated. I heard that during a concert in Thailand, he sang a song in Thai. When he had a concert on Hong Kong Island, he sang 'Glorious Years' in Cantonese, and for a concert in mainland China, he composed and performed a song in Chinese himself. This means he has to learn various languages and study local songs before his concerts. Could you guys do that?"

Zhou Xun asked, turning to the male singers.

The few male singers turned their heads away awkwardly, avoiding her gaze. To imitate Link, to learn a new language for every concert location seemed an insurmountable challenge. If they had such a knack for learning, they might as well go back to school and become scientists.

"This is the difference! You guys sigh all day long, acting as if the world owes you for your unrecognized talents, when in reality, it's all your own fault. You're not working hard enough, not passionate enough about music, nor do you love your fans enough. You deserve your downfall," Zhou Xun said.

"Xunge, stop, let's leave these guys some dignity," Dou Ying advised from the side.

Zhou Xun glanced at the flushed, sweating men and suddenly felt a rush of exhilaration. She saw Link and Liu Yifei approaching and, following the audience's lead, shouted loudly, "Link, I love you!"

On stage, Link sang and, seeing a few familiar faces in the audience, he smiled gently and waved at them.

After finishing "When You Are Old" onstage, Link waved, took Chris Liu by the hand, and they left the stage together.

The venue erupted into enthusiastic applause that lasted for over two minutes and didn't subside.

Backstage, Liu Li, seeing that Liu Yifei came offstage successfully, suddenly relaxed her tense body and realized she had broken into a sweat, even dampening her dress a bit.

"Aunt Li, it's hot, wipe off your sweat," Shu Chang offered a wet wipe.

Liu Li thanked her and took the wet wipe to dab at her forehead. As she watched Link and Liu Yifei leave the stage hugging each other closely in the monitor, she looked at Shu Chang and asked while pinching the wet wipe:

"Shu Chang, did Feifei say you three shared one room that night?"

Suddenly faced with this question, Shu Chang froze, then blushed crimson.

Even though several days had passed, the memory of that night still made her quiver and heat up all over.

Her head spun as if she could smell his sweet scent again and hear his burning breaths by her ear.

"Shu Chang, what's wrong?"

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