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Chapter 512 Because of Him, I Won’t Make the Same Mistakes

If one were to use one word to describe the status that Weekly Bunshun has fought for in the Japanese news industry, the most appropriate word would probably be "well-known".

Since its founding in 1959, gossip has been the foundation of their business.

From the political scandals of politicians and bureaucrats' children to the romantic affairs of major entertainers and company presidents in the entertainment industry, there are occasional reports on conspiracy theories about Japanese murders. In short, as long as it can attract attention and make money, that is their business scope.

One can imagine how excited they were about Zhou Yi's identity as an international superstar and the Emperor of Asian Music.

Although I know it's fake, I can't help but think that as long as it doesn't mention any names, it can indeed be matched with Zhou Yi.

If we remove the unfavorable factors such as time and place, and only report the many similarities between the two people, such as they are both men, singers, they both participated in the Taiwan Golden Melody Awards this year, they are not Taiwanese, etc., we can imagine the expectations that can be aroused.

And all of this can be converted into sales.

what?
What if you are sued for fabricating news?
What else can they do? They just hold a press conference, and the senior executives represented by the president bow 90 degrees directly in front of the camera and say something like "Red Bean Paste Private Marseille".

If all else fails, just kneel down on the ground and kneel down, which is the highest etiquette of apology in Japan.

Reputation? How much is reputation worth?

Did you know that our readers’ favorite reports on gossip are from Weekly Bunshun?
The more notorious it is, the more it is a recognition of Weekly Bunshun. Do you understand the value of its nickname, the Japanese Sun?

The worst that can happen is that I lose money. I have money and can make more money, so I can afford the loss.

"Even if Michael Jackson came, he would be reported to have stayed with the little boy for three days and two nights. They are just a group of completely unreasonable hooligans." Yoshida Kei commented on this and said that he could do nothing about it.

Thursday, August 2003, 8, was the day when the new issue of Weekly Bunshun was published.

For Zhou Yi, who had just arrived in Japan, this mainstream comprehensive weekly magazine with the largest circulation in Japan gave him such a great gift, allowing countless Japanese to see Zhou Yi's good health -

One versus two!
"Mysterious Mr. Zhou? Isn't this just calling out Zhou Yi?"

"I don't think so, otherwise why didn't Bunshun just name Zhou Yi?"

"Wenchun wouldn't dare, maybe he's afraid that Zhou Yijun will make a PowerPoint presentation that will forever infamy him?"

"Wulusai! Why are you talking about the PPT again?!"

"..."

Thanks to Zhou Yi's overly abstract operations in the past, Chow Yun-fat and 50 Cent are still nailed to the pillar of shame - the former is still somewhat famous in Japan, after all, he was one of the top Hong Kong stars back then, and the image of the God of Gamblers has set off a trend throughout Asia.

The latter...

Let's just say that even in Japan, a country that still uses floppy disks to install Windows, Microsoft's PPT demonstration manuals have been distributed. 50 Cent's rap songs don't have much of a market in Japan, but he has been regarded as Microsoft's black model by many Japanese.

From a certain perspective, this also opened up the Asian market. Zhou Yi believes that he has made great contributions and he should give himself a 50-cent kowtow.

"Don't be shameless. You're lucky that 50 Cent didn't shoot a gun."

Tokyo, Ginza.

Xiao Yaxuan, wearing sunglasses, drove the red Ferrari he had pulled out of the company, turned the steering wheel and swung the tail, and the car suddenly parked diagonally into a narrow parking space——

Turning his head, he saw Zhou Yi, who was still in shock, holding the door handle and the seat armrest tightly with both hands, and his eyes were almost popping out. Xiao Yaxuan, who had unbuckled his seat belt, laughed loudly: "So you can be scared too, I thought you were Superman."

In the past, Zhou Yi had always been in control of everything, and every step she took would usually be followed up with follow-up measures. Over time, this made her feel a sense of unreality.

"Nonsense, I only have one life."

Zhou Yi raised his middle finger to the woman, unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. After putting on sunglasses, a mask and a baseball cap, he looked up at the most prosperous commercial district in Japan: "I shouldn't have agreed to let you come here. You took my kindness for granted."

Xiao Yaxuan, who had been hiding in Japan for family reasons, contacted Zhou Yi as soon as she saw the news of his landing, and said she was taking him to Ginza to relax because of the slander of Weekly Bunshun.

Of course, it is hard to say who is accompanying whom to relax.

"That's hard to say. What if you really sneaked into Japan and left a criminal record?"

Xiao Yaxuan, who is not famous in Japan, does not need to disguise herself at all. She wears a simple white T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. Her long hair is tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, which sways with joy as she walks.

"If you keep talking nonsense, be careful. I will notify Yao Qian and take you back to record a song."

Zhou Yi pretended to take out his phone, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find the latest phone provided by Nokia after signing the contract in his pocket. Looking up, Xiao Yaxuan was holding the phone with two fingers in his right hand and shaking it several times, and raised his eyebrows at him proudly: "Are you looking for it?"

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I didn't realize you have such a talent for stealing."

"I should be the one saying this to you, a big star who is good at taking on two people at once."

Xiao Yaxuan openly stuffed the phone into her back pocket and teased the man's heroic performance as described in Weekly Bunshun.

She seriously suspected that Zhou Yi didn't take that thing seriously because the other party praised him a lot in terms of ability: "Anyway, you are mine today, put your phone aside and go shopping with me, I want to buy a lot."

"What? Are you treating this as an ATM machine after marriage?" Zhou Yi chuckled and walked over with a smile.

"Don't get me wrong, you may not have a chance to marry me."

Xiao Yaxuan smiled and took the man's slightly open arm, and the two of them plunged into the bustling sea of ​​shops in Ginza like a couple in love: "Marriage is a woman's grave, and this is vividly reflected in my mother.

"Because of her and because of him, I will never make the same mistake again in my life."

As for the reason why she had to hide in Japan, Xiao Yaxuan was obviously in a good mood. She said calmly while holding Zhou Yi's hand: "This way, if one day you get tired of me or I get tired of you, we can both leave each other without any burden and part ways amicably."

"..."

Zhou Yi didn't say anything, but just smiled and clasped her fingers tightly: "So, when you knew that I was being targeted by Weekly Bunshun, you asked me to go shopping with you?"

"I'm just trying to clarify this for you."

"I am not interested in clarifying things. In fact, the report by Weekly Bunshun is actually beneficial to me. It will make many people who don't pay attention to me remember me as quickly as possible."

"You can tell this to Utada Hikaru. She is quite disdainful of you, especially after this report came out."

"You've seen her yet?"

"Nonsense, she's in the same company as me. I'll take you to meet her when I have time. We're both under EMI. I debuted in Taiwan, and the company nicknamed me the Taiwanese Utada Hikaru. But my path deviated from this track after my first album..."

(End of this chapter)