At this moment, Chu Tian was also paying attention to the online sentiment. After all, this was the second album he was crafting for Xu Qingqiu. They had just released the news, so neither the album's style nor the songs had been set in stone yet. Now was the best time to observe market trends. Who knew, netizens or fans might have some ideas. If there were good ideas, he could consider adopting them. If there were bad ones, he could think of ways to avoid potential pitfalls. Technically, this should have been the public relations department's job, but who could he blame when the protagonist was his own girlfriend? Of course, he wanted to be hands-on to better grasp firsthand information.
But this result... hmm, why did it feel so odd?
Chu Tian looked at the bustling comments section, his expression as colorful as a dye shop—far too complex for a single word like "complicated" to describe.
Did I just get a front-row seat to my own gossip?
