Xu Bochun also shouted along.
"Old Ding, aren't you a returnee from overseas? When did you quietly produce such a frightening legendary album?"
The album was called Legend.
And it exploded in popularity within just one week.
It beat so many heavenly king superstars until they fled in defeat.
The major newspapers, magazines, and other media all praised it to the skies.
They said that, true to its name, the album was a genuine legend of the late twentieth century!
It had created a great legendary singer.
Of course, these people were exaggerating to some extent. They had all been paid and had to promote Ding Ling!
Naturally, the students knew nothing about this. All they knew was that, both online and offline, people praising Ding Ling were everywhere.
And Ding Ling's Legend album really was a classic. It sounded fantastic, and quite a few of them had bought it.
"It's incredible. Old Ding, how exactly did you do it?"
The fat man Xie Minghe also shouted loudly.
Xie Minghe, Cao Guosheng, Ke Jingteng, Liao Yinghong, and Xu Bochun were close friends.
Xie Minghe studied well, was fat, and had an open, forthright personality. He dared to love and hate.
Cao Guosheng loved showing off his handsomeness.
Liao Yinghong looked ordinary and had a simple, honest personality.
Xu Bochun was reserved. Because of physiological reasons, he was always teased by Ke Jingteng.
But now, without exception, all of them worshiped Ding Ling. After learning that their classmate Ding Ling had produced the Legend album, they screamed excitedly nonstop.
"That's right. How did you do it? Old Ding, tell us. Satisfy our overwhelming curiosity!"
"Old Ding, you're far too good at hiding your abilities. If our Class Advisor hadn't told us, would we have remained in the dark until graduation? You're