As expected, the moment this news went out, the group over at Shui Lan went into a collective frenzy.
"Hahaha, a college student?"
"Who's barely attended music classes?"
"Family must own a mine, right!"
"@DreamSky, come look, open your eyes wide, see for yourselves, hahaha, this makes cooking the numbers obvious now."
"@FaceComeHere, hehe, trash! Thought just by faking numbers, you could crash into the music circle. Dream on!"
"@FaceComeHere, little trash, those songs from a month ago, you faked those too, right. Hehe, back then, how did you even sell an album.
Hehe, want me to teach you how to play music?"
"@BlackXuanRecordCompany! Did you take Zhang Fan's money too before?"
"@DreamSky! You're gonna regret what you did!"
At this moment, the group from Shui Lan was utterly convinced that Zhang Fan cooked his data.
After all, only having sold one album before explained everything clearly.
And now, people from Tsinghua were coming out to confirm it.
Hehe, clown!
