Hot-Blooded Youth, Unmatched in the World

"I don't know about anything else, but I think the video still lacks a big enough hook..." Gao Wu offered a suggestion.

"You make it sound easy. Where are we supposed to find a hook?" Shen Yue shook his head. He didn't think there was much left to improve in that regard.

Gao Wu knew he had to show some skill if he wanted to convince Shen Yue.

The short-video platforms of this era were still in a stage of wild, untamed growth. Some of the internet traffic experience from his previous life could be brought out to bluff a little.

He said, "The fundamental reason short videos have become so popular is that modern society runs efficiently, slicing people's time into fragments.

"With just a few dozen seconds of content, short videos can satisfy a person's emotional needs in the shortest possible time, as well as humanity's instinct, written into our genes, to seek information.

"That's why short videos are all strong emotion and weak logic. If a short video wants to stand out among tens of millions of others, it needs enough impact..."

Shen Yue stared blankly at Gao Wu. Since when could this kid talk in such polished sets? It sounded so intimidating! Did he really think this deeply? Don't tell me someone had taken over his body?

He cut Gao Wu off. "Cut the useless theories. Just tell me what we should do."

Gao Wu chuckled. "I've got an idea. I thought of a few lyrics. I'll sing them."

"You can write songs too?"

Shen Yue found that extremely unreliable. Writing a song was no simple matter. More importantly, Gao Wu was a martial artist—his brain was all muscle. What kind of song could he possibly write?

Still, he didn't say much. Gao Wu's string of theories had just bluffed him pretty thoroughly. Maybe this kid really had something...

"Finish eating first."

The restaurant was crowded, so it wasn't convenient to talk much. Gao Wu lowered his head and focused on eating.

The Blood Dragon Agent had greatly stimulated his metabolism. After sitting in the restaurant and eating for a full two hours, he had consumed roughly the amount ten ordinary burly men could eat.

Shen Yue, who had accompanied Gao Wu, wore a face full of worry. He was truly afraid Gao Wu would burst his stomach.

Fortunately, there were plenty of martial artists who could eat. Any restaurant daring enough to run a buffet had long since made preparations, so no one thought much of Gao Wu.

With his belly bulging, Gao Wu left the restaurant and followed Shen Yue back to his place.

Shen Yue had a two-bedroom apartment of his own, with one room specially set up as a studio.

It had a high-end computer, a premium sound card, a recording-grade microphone, and other professional equipment. There were also several life-sized beautiful female dolls arranged around the room.

The moment Gao Wu entered, he respectfully cupped his hands toward the sexy female dolls. "Greetings, sisters-in-law. Sorry for disturbing you."

"You really are a dog!"

The more Shen Yue spoke, the angrier he got. He viciously kicked Gao Wu in the backside from behind. Gao Wu didn't budge an inch, while Shen Yue himself bared his teeth in pain.

"Courtesy never offends, hehe..."

"Come on, sing. Let's see what kind of flowers you can sing!" Shen Yue irritably turned on the computer and microphone. With his arms folded, he stood beside Gao Wu, determined to see what Gao Wu could possibly come up with.

"Ahem, ahem..." Gao Wu cleared his throat, and Shen Yue couldn't help laughing.

With Gao Wu's hoarse voice, anyone who heard him would think he was an old smoker who had puffed cigarettes for sixty years. And he was clearing his throat?

"A youth has a youth's own wildness, his heart like a blazing sun with ten thousand zhang of light. Righteous and valiant, his spirit soars; a hot-blooded youth, unmatched in the world..."

Gao Wu took a passage from the song "Young China Says" from his previous life and made a few adjustments.

His voice was hoarse, but his breath was powerful, bringing out the song's impassioned, hot-blooded flavor.

Shen Yue had initially been full of disdain, but now his expression changed. Those few lines fit the scene perfectly and were incredibly stirring. Gao Wu's raspy voice carried an unwavering, resolute persistence, as though it had weathered wind and rain yet never changed its heart.

Pushing Gao Wu aside, Shen Yue inserted the audio clip at the end of the video and added text. Watching the rescue video again, even his own blood surged so fiercely that he could hardly contain himself!

"Awesome, awesome!" Shen Yue excitedly sprang to his feet and paced back and forth around the room. "We're really going to blow up this time!"

With the air of an old hand, Gao Wu patted Shen Yue on the shoulder. "Work hard. I'm counting on you, bro."

"Don't worry. At the very least, we'll get a hundred thousand likes and ten million views..." Shen Yue was quite confident. He had even prepared to spend money buying some traffic as an early investment.

Then he declared grandly, "If we really make money, we'll split it seventy-thirty. You get seven, I get three. How about it?"

"Sure." Gao Wu didn't stand on ceremony. He really was short on money.

Besides, he was the protagonist of this video, and he had elevated its whole level. Even taking seventy percent, he had no reason to feel guilty.

After mooching dinner at Shen Yue's place, Gao Wu still wasn't full. He went out, found a cheaper buffet, and stuffed himself again.

On his way home, Gao Wu bought some fresh fruit for the old man.

After chatting with the old man for a few moments, Gao Wu returned to his room. He had eaten all day and was just about to cultivate properly, converting the absorbed energy into strength.

At nine that night, Gao Wu received a Feixin video call from Shang Qingjun.

When he opened the video, he saw Shang Qingjun dressed in thick pajamas.

Shang Qingjun had bright, lovely features and a gentle temperament. Her long black hair was casually tied into a bun, while the video's built-in beauty filter made her face look unnaturally pale.

"Sister Jun." Gao Wu greeted her with a grin, flashing White Fang.

Back then, Shang Qingjun had brushed aside all objections and insisted on adopting him. That was how he had become part of the Shang Family. In truth, Shang Qingjun was only two years older than him. She was currently studying biology at Anjing University.

Old Master Shang Hongyi supported two students by himself. Though he had a pension and some extra income, money was still stretched thin. Even so, the old man treated the two of them equally.

As the elder sister, Shang Qingjun had also always taken especially good care of him.

Although Gao Wu had awakened the wisdom of his previous life, he was still young and weak, unable even to support himself. That was precisely why he understood how precious this affection was.

He didn't like talking about repaying anyone. He simply transferred thirty thousand yuan to Shang Qingjun as soon as he had money.

Even through the video, it was obvious that Shang Qingjun's thick pajamas, though clean, had faded from washing. The cuffs and collar were frayed as well.

"I heard from Grandpa that you saved a beautiful girl. My little brother is amazing!" Shang Qingjun's voice was soft and sweet, possessing a gentleness rarely found in women of the northern lands.

"Yeah. They gave me a big red packet. We sisters share blessings together, so hurry up and take your share. Hahaha..." Gao Wu laughed with considerable swagger, but the heartfelt joy in his voice was deeply infectious.

Shang Qingjun couldn't help smiling too. The corners of her lips lifted slightly, and her bright eyes were full of laughter. She was happy for her younger brother's accomplishment, and delighted and comforted by his loyalty.

"You're the one who needs money right now—" Before Shang Qingjun could finish, Gao Wu interrupted her. "Don't worry, Sister Jun. I know what I'm doing. Next September, I'll definitely enter Anjing University Martial Arts Academy and become your schoolmate!"

"It's too much." Shang Qingjun knew Gao Wu's temperament. He was stubborn to the bone. "Five thousand yuan is more than enough for me."

Gao Wu argued with her for a long while, but Shang Qingjun firmly refused to accept it. In the end, he could only transfer her five thousand yuan again, and only then did Shang Qingjun accept it.

The siblings chatted for half an hour. After Shang Qingjun ended the call, a beautiful girl beside her bounced over excitedly. "Qingjun, that was your little brother? Tsk, tsk, he's totally my type!"

She wrapped an arm around Shang Qingjun's neck and whined coquettishly, "You have to introduce him to me next year. Please, please..."

"My little brother is young and a good kid. He can't hang around with you." Shang Qingjun gently pushed the beauty away. She knew her classmate was joking, but she would never use Gao Wu as a joke.

Shang Qingjun was also curious about Gao Wu saving someone. She searched for local Dongjiang videos and found a Hot-Blooded Youth video with tens of thousands of likes.

When she clicked on it, it was indeed Gao Wu's rescue video. Gao Wu's physique was displayed in full in the video, and his posture as he swam forward was filled with strength and beauty.

The beautiful girl beside her watched with shining eyes. She had only been joking earlier, but now she was genuinely a little moved...

When the song began at the end—"A youth has a youth's own wildness"—the beauty became even more thrilled. Grabbing Shang Qingjun's sleeve, she shouted, "This is too fiery! I've got goosebumps all over!"

Shang Qingjun knew Gao Wu too well. The instant she heard it, she knew it was Gao Wu singing. She was a little surprised too. The lyrics were simple, yet truly brimmed with the soaring passion of youth. Combined with the video, they worked wonderfully and possessed a power that could move people's hearts.

She couldn't help feeling happy for Gao Wu. Becoming famous in this way would be very beneficial for her younger brother...