"I knew you'd find fault with it no matter what!" An You gave up arguing with him and snapped angrily.
"I'm not arguing with you. Let me finish listening first."
Fresh, graceful melodies echoed in their ears. At times, they heard An You's sweet, soft voice; at others, Xiao Xueer's cool, ethereal tone. Every lyric was exceptionally well written.
Although the songs weren't classics from other worlds, they were still excellent tracks An Shi Media had spent heavily to acquire.
Everyone in the living room assumed a listening posture. When the song ended, An Yang was in a much better mood. He actually paid no attention to An You's remark and said, "They really are quite good. After all, they carry my old An family's bloodline. It seems our artistic talent really is different from ordinary people's!"
"Give me a break! You slap your name on everything!" An You snorted coldly. Did he really think a single word—talent—could sum up all the effort she had put in inside and outside the practice room for so long? No way!
An Yang ignored her, switched to another song, then exited to browse around the album page.
"The play count is already incredibly high! How long has it been since you released the album? The most-played song has already broken the one-billion mark! And that's just on this platform. You're probably not far from becoming famous across the entire country, are you?"
"You... Don't put it that way. Don't think I don't know what you're trying to do—you're trying to praise me to death!" An You said. "And have you considered how much the company invested in publicity? Forget the initial buildup and media hype. The Listening app you're holding has been pushing our album nonstop since its release, and most of the