The black fans were simply overjoyed.
Finally, finally seeing this bastard
Zhang Li and Han Yan exchanged glances.
Although the black fans' criticism was excessive, the first day's sales of thirty thousand seemed somewhat underwhelming, right?
Not to mention comparing it with those albums from Japan, even when compared to Wu Mu's own two albums with over ten million sales, the gap was significant.
Zhang Li hesitated for a moment, "His songs should be fine... could it be that he's..."
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At this moment, she was standing by a red Ferrari, looking angry and saying something to the person inside.
Wu Mu couldn't see the person in the Ferrari, but that person clearly had quite a temper too, as they stepped on the gas after a few words, leaving Su Meng standing there as they drove off.
Only Su Meng was left standing there, frowning as she watched them leave.
