"You have a label too?" Bale-Batman looked at Bruce in surprise. "You really do rap? Seriously?"
"Heh." Bruce gave a cold laugh and shot Christopher a look that said, "Hi, bro." Christopher immediately reached over to bump fists with him, then looked at Bale-Batman and said, "Even if you don't listen to rap, you've at least heard of Gotham Kid, who's been blowing up lately."
"Do you think the news that the famous Gotham Kid is actually Bruce Wayne himself would make a good giveaway to send my new album through the roof?"
"Hey!" Bruce immediately raised his voice and pointed at Christopher. Christopher burst out laughing and said with the distinctive rhythm of a Black rapper, "I know you've got to save that explosive headline for your hot little reporter or superstar girlfriend, you damned, enviable rich bastard!"
"Ooh—" everyone cried in unison, their voices rising at the end.
Although Bale-Batman hardly listened to rap, he had heard local tourists talking about the recently skyrocketing Gotham Kid at banquets and restaurants. Many of them even sang classic lines from his songs, especially the choruses that carried a strong Gothic style while remaining irresistibly catchy.
"So you really make music?" Bale-Batman asked, looking at Bruce's profile.
"I have this much free time. What else would I do if not make music?" Bruce shrugged and said lightly, "Actually, it's also part of developing Gotham's tourism industry. Earlier, I held a punk music exchange gathering through Gotham University's music club, and the response was excellent. A lot of niche music enthusiasts started paying attention to this place."
"My next step is to build an independent Gotham arts website. I think we lack a forum like that for niche art lovers, and I'm confident I can make it the best in the industry