[God's Left Leg]: Musical genius Jiu-yé, skilled in over sixty instruments, come take a look. @Chu Zhi Official Fan Club @Chu Zhi Weiba @Station 79 Recommendation Hub @Chu Zhi Face Research Institute …
"Bilibili uploader 'I Am Not That Cat' was hailed as the Bilibili Weapon Master for playing dozens of instruments without showing his face. And he is none other than Jiu-yé. The following are the concrete proofs."
The attached pictures first showed video screenshots. Frame-by-frame, the vine-pattern wall was confirmed, essentially identifying the location as Chu Zhi's practice room.
But that was not all.
They also posted hand comparison photos. Hands are like a second face — highly distinct between people — and before anyone linked the uploader to Chu Zhi, nobody had even thought about it.
But once God's Left Leg compared the two, it was obvious they were the same pair of hands.
The live program "Red Mansion Dream" had plenty of clear shots of Chu Zhi's hands, while the Bilibili videos were all musical performances, naturally offering clear hand positions. It was easy to find matching angles.
A single piece of evidence is never enough, but God's Left Leg had two key proofs — and both confirmed.
After tagging seven or eight million-follower accounts related to Chu Zhi, it only took an hour or two before they verified the truth and started an intense wave of promotion.
Chu Zhi Weiba reposted God's Left Leg's post: Jiu-yé is just an ordinary little musical genius. #WeaponMasterChuZhi
Station 79 Recommendation Hub: #HowManyInstrumentsCanAHumanPlay #WeaponMasterChuZhi I already struggle so much with just violin grading exams. No wonder Jiu-yé can write so many good songs, learning every instrument he can.
Chu Zhi Face Research Institute: Verified, authentic, it is that man! #WeaponMasterChuZhi
And more.
With the push from so many big influencers, it became headline news across major platforms that very night.
#WeaponMasterChuZhi#HowManyInstrumentsCanAHumanPlay#GodsLeftLegChuZhi#IAmNotThatCat
A string of trending tags left people scratching their heads. Nowadays, Weibo's gossip field was not what it used to be — even obscure nobodies could trend. For those who do not follow entertainment news, keeping up with gossip now requires homework.
Only the two characters "Chu Zhi" gave any sense of familiarity. Many netizens' reactions upon seeing it could be summed up as "Huh?", "What?", and "Huh?!"
[Fish Surplus Years]:Hahahaha I ran to watch immediately, and he only has thirty thousand followers. So tragic for Jiu-yé. But after watching, all I feel is — wuwuwu, Jiu-yé is amazing, I'm just here adding to the headcount.
[An Angel Descended Beside Me]:Forget playing, I cannot even recognize all the instruments. Once again proving that the gap between people is greater than the gap between a human and a pig.
[Ann and Begonia]:I have studied piano for eleven years… and Jiu-yé's piano skills are still better than mine. Even as a Little Fruits, right now I just want to say, damn, where did this monster come from!
Many passersby also said they were shocked after watching, remarking, "A person cannot — or at least should not…"
Unsurprisingly, Bilibili saw a flood of Little Fruits and curious onlookers.
This was not just a fan curiosity issue — even non-fans wanted to see someone who could play dozens of instruments.
How crazy was it? "I Am Not That Cat," who only had a few thousand followers before, skyrocketed to over a million in a short time.
Even Bilibili's on-duty staff were alarmed — no paid bot service would dare grow numbers this fast.
Something was definitely up. A bit of digging revealed that the very top of the top-tier star Chu Zhi had been quietly running a side account, posting over seventy videos. His most viewed before this? Only 17,000 clicks.
Because it involved Chu Zhi, the duty staff could not decide on their own and quickly reported it upward.
The news soon reached Niu Jiangxue ("Niu Niu") and Lao Qian because some Little Fruits came to leave comments asking, "Is 'I Am Not That Cat' really Jiu-yé?"
Fans already had their answer in their hearts, but they still wanted official confirmation.
At midnight, Niu Niu was asleep, but Lao Qian was still exercising with his fiancée. Afterward, while smoking a cigarette, he casually saw a flood of Weibo mentions. Confused, he looked into it.
After figuring out the truth, Lao Qian called Niu Niu and explained the situation.
"Do you think it's Brother Chu?" Niu Jiangxue, perhaps still half-asleep, asked a question whose answer was obvious.
"The fans already have solid proof, and honestly, this is exactly the sort of thing Jiu-yé would do," Lao Qian said. In his mind, Chu Zhi was a prodigy capable of anything.
"We should ask Brother Chu, but…" Niu Jiangxue hesitated on the phone, "His sleep is already poor, waking him now isn't good."
"True." Lao Qian agreed.
Niu Jiangxue waited for him to continue, but he did not.
A bit exasperated, she took on the decisive tone of a head manager. "This isn't bad news. It's fine if we wait until morning. Let him rest."
"I support Boss Niu's decision," Lao Qian replied.
They hung up — letting the bullet fly for a while.
Hot topics come in two kinds: one manufactured with money to trend, often for marketing a show or film, and one that is naturally of great interest and snowballs in attention. Chu Zhi's "identity drop" belonged to the latter, so Lao Qian and Niu Niu decided to let it run. Instead of dying down overnight, it only grew hotter.
Besides Little Fruits and passersby, others also took notice.
Several domestic music producers on Bilibili stayed up to make videos so they could release them in the morning to ride the wave.
Various self-media outlets who missed the "scene of the crime" still stayed up to write articles, determined to be first at dawn.
Before dawn — darkness.
After darkness — sunrise.
Chu Zhi got up early as usual, washed up, then checked his phone. His WeChat was full of messages.
As he read them all, the face of the "performing Emperor Beast" gradually darkened. Shock filled his mind. "I dropped my side identity?"
Logging into his Bilibili account, he saw 999+ private messages, followers up to 2.177 million, and 48,694 people giving monthly support.
"But why?" The Emperor Beast was slightly confused. He took a few minutes to piece together the cause — yesterday's vine-pattern wall from the practice room.
"Drinking causes trouble — wait, no, that's not it." Chu Zhi had not even been drunk; it was just that the "immortal drunkard" side of him had too much desire to show off.
"Fortunately, it's only my Bilibili identity that dropped, not my poet identity." Chu Zhi also remembered saying before that if the account ever went viral, he would copy "Uncle Tooth's" flamboyant stage moves.
"No one heard that, so it doesn't count if I break my word, right?" he muttered to himself.
He replied to messages from Niu-jie and the others, then posted from his own account:
[Eating a Big Orange]:'I Am Not That Cat' was originally just my account for practicing instruments. I didn't expect it to be found. Many works there are just practice pieces, not played very well, so professionals please don't…
What a "humblebrag." Not played very well? Yeah, right.
Lin Xia, who had Chu Zhi on Weibo special alert, saw it first.
"Hehehehe, finally exposed? The fact that Xiao Jiu isn't human is finally out!" Lin Xia laughed loudly.
Ever since the album "Ode to the Orange Tree" was released, Lin Xia had assumed Chu Zhi was a monster. Now it was confirmed.
With the person involved admitting it, the heat grew even more, especially with episodes 13 and 14 of "My Love From the Stars" airing — the hype was already high.
Early-rising Little Fruits and passersby saw it all over their friend circles and feeds. Many rushed to Bilibili to see what this "instrument spirit" looked like.
Human beings are diverse, so opinions varied. Some thought it was all planned marketing, like music critic "Hu Du."
"Even if someone masters a dozen instruments and has basic skill in dozens more, that's the work of a master with thirty to forty years of immersion in music. How could a young man like Chu Zhi possibly do it?"
Hu Du, seeing the flood of praise, suddenly felt like "the sober one among the drunk."
He had no personal grudge against Chu Zhi, but the music industry's traffic was monopolized by Zuo Yangfeixing, Zhang Mingyi, and Gu Duofu — all of whom heavily praised Chu Zhi. Hu Du had even argued with Zhang Mingyi, who basically worshiped Chu Zhi.
He had called Zhang Mingyi "a total brainless fan, abandoning the fairness a music critic should have!" Zhang Mingyi had simply replied calmly, "It's not about anything else — Chu Zhi is the definitive version."
Because of this, Hu Du already had bias against Chu Zhi.
He invited friends skilled in both Western and traditional instruments to help investigate, even paying for a late-night supper.
After going through over sixty videos, Hu Du's expression grew grim. By his own music knowledge, Chu Zhi was very professional. He turned to his friends.
True gold fears no fire — Chu Zhi's practice videos could withstand scrutiny.
"I can't speak for all instruments, but piano, violin, and guitar — he could teach them. Honestly, better than most teachers," said the Western instrument friend.
"Hulusi, guzheng, and guqin — professional level," said the traditional instrument friend.
"I see no flaws. From the pieces he played, it's clear he can actually perform them."
"Maybe we should just admit it. Under thirty, this many instruments is not scientific or logical — but remember, there is a type of person in the world called a genius…"
Damn it. Hu Du was furious.
Not because he found no fault in Chu Zhi, but because his friends were useless — and he would have to buy them an expensive meal that night.
After sending them off, Hu Du began writing for his online music column "The Sober Poison Among the Drunk."
He posted: "Let's Talk in Detail: How Many Years Would It Take to Become a Weapon Master Like Chu Zhi?"
The very first line: "Stop wondering — it cannot be done. Music requires extreme talent. Just Chu Zhi's piano level alone would take an ordinary person at least fifteen years, a talented one seven or eight. Add violin and guitar — whoever tries will fall flat."