Just when everyone was hotly debating the topic of Chen Ningxue, a shocking piece of news reached the domestic front!

The news was simple: a screenshot. But this screenshot was of a ranking from America's Billboard—and among the top ten songs, there was a clear name: ningxue.chen!

Everyone was stunned. Chen Ningxue's name on the American pop music Billboard? How could that be possible?

Everyone was aware of how rare it was for Huaxia people to make it onto Billboard! Although a few singers had made it there before, those artists were the stalwarts of the domestic music scene. And Chen Ningxue? She was just a newcomer who debuted less than ten years ago!

If it really was her, then she would hold the highest placement ever for a Huaxia person on Billboard!

"Tell me, this isn't true, is it?"

"If it really is Chen Ningxue, then this slap in the face is loud enough!"

"Yeah, if the singers who make it onto Billboard in America aren't the powerful voices, then who is in our country?"

Screenshots could be faked, and names could be common, so now everyone's attention turned to Meizi Entertainment's Weibo, waiting for confirmation.

In Meizi Entertainment, Sister Feng's eyes were about to pop out of her head.

"Ningxue, this isn't real, is it? Don't scare me!"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Chen Ningxue stretched leisurely: "Though I didn't expect to make it onto the Billboard chart, it seems the Americans do have good taste!"

Sister Feng was speechless—seventh place on the Billboard chart was a feat unprecedented in history! At this moment, Sister Feng also understood why Chen Ningxue was so confident at the press conference!

"By the way, is this song the main track of your new album?" Sister Feng asked: "I'm not quite clear on that!"

Chen Ningxue nodded: "It counts. This song couldn't get past the domestic review, so I handed it over to friends to work on in America!"

Sister Feng was shocked: "It didn't pass the domestic review? You better not be writing reactionary songs!"

Chen Ningxue smiled bitterly: "How could I write that sort of song? Just watch the MV and you'll understand!"

With that, Chen Ningxue logged onto Billboard's official website skillfully and clicked on her song.

After watching the MV, Sister Feng fell silent. After a long while, she sighed and looked at Chen Ningxue with complex emotions, "Xiaoxue, I always thought you were a talented girl, but I didn't expect I still underestimated you! Your song combined with your MV is absolutely heart-wrenching! Now I understand why such an MV wouldn't pass the domestic review!"

Soon after, a new message appeared on Meizi Entertainment's Weibo: "Congratulations to Meizi Entertainment's Chen Ningxue for making it to number seven on Billboard!"

The industry was abuzz!

Qi Xin was ready to add fuel to the fire against Chen Ningxue, but as soon as this update was released, Qi Xin's team fell silent!

How could one compete with this, how could one disparage it? A twenty-four-year-old girl had made it onto Billboard and at a rank of number seven—a historically unprecedented achievement. If anyone criticized her now, they would surely be making an enemy of all netizens!

Of course, the ones most excited by this news were Chen Ningxue's fans— her 'Snowflakes'. They had always firmly believed Chen Ningxue was a powerhouse, but given her relatively short career, this news vindicated all of them. They dominated every forum and fan site that had previously disparaged Chen Ningxue!

Their method was simple: the screenshot from Billboard. Ironclad achievements left no room for argument!

However, everyone was puzzled—what kind of song had Chen Ningxue written that it made it onto the Billboard charts? After all, Americans had always harbored a prejudiced view against Huaxia's music scene!

With their curiosity piqued, everyone found the song and played the MV.

The opening of the MV featured an American war correspondent's introduction: "This is a heart-shaking song, I witnessed its birth, and I have never been moved by a song like this. What humanity needs is peace, not war, right?"

Then, the name of the song appeared: "Tellmewhy".

"Damn, over eight minutes, a legendary song?" Someone couldn't help but marvel after seeing the duration on the MV's progress bar.

But more people were captivated by the reporter's words—this song must be good, right?

Soon the prelude began, and Chen Ningxue's lively voice rang out, as the MV showed a series of beautiful and peaceful scenes that resembled Mortal Fairyland. Smiling children, grass, blue sky, white clouds—everything was so perfect!

But as the screen shattered, all that disappeared, followed by a succession of gut-wrenching images. People displaced by poverty wandering the streets, those ill with diseases they couldn't afford to treat, waiting for death in the ruins of a slum. The hopeless and desperate eyes shook everyone watching in front of their computers.

As the camera moved, the deforestation showed lifeless forests without their previous vitality, the skinned carcasses of treasured animals lying on the ground, with even the youngest of creatures not spared!

The MV even conveyed a sense of the carnage and violence, and accompanied by Chen Ningxue's plaintive "Tellmewhy", it left everyone in silence!

Why, what caused all this? Why did this happen?

The music continued, and the shots changed. A blast shocked everyone, and then the MV cut to a battlefield—smoke-filled air, grievously wounded personnel, children who had lost their parents weeping, their young eyes revealing hatred.

The song had ended, but the MV was only halfway through. Then, a crisp voice of a young boy echoed, repeating the song.

If Chen Ningxue's voice was one of compassion and pain, then the boy's voice was a silent indictment and questioning.

Many emotional netizens cried. Watching the smoke-enshrouded battlefield, the aftermath of war, and the cries of the people, it was as if a voice in everyone's heart was shouting, raging!

Tellmewhy! Tellmewhy! Tellmewhy!

No one could provide an answer, and everyone's heart remained heavy. At last, the boy who sang at the end made an appearance—a disheveled child with eyes full of hope and innocence.

But in the final moment of the MV, a gunshot rang out, and in the next shot, the boy was lying in a pool of blood, while in the distance, the flag of the Freedom Organization was flying high!

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