Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 606: Runaway Intelligence

Ji Zhangzhuo personally gave Gu Wangchao a lesson, called ’Give an Inch and They’ll Take a Mile’.

He shamelessly suggested, "Let’s have a cool song, a lively and cute one, and a martial arts style one..."

He listed off about a dozen songs in one breath.

Gu Wangchao’s stunningly beautiful face gradually went numb.

"Are you guys planning to shoot a group singing video?"

"Yeah, yeah!"

"Then," Gu Wangchao hesitated, "some of the songs might require dancing. Do you know how to dance?"

"No!" Ji Zhangzhuo replied confidently, "But we can learn. Nothing in this world is difficult if you set your mind to it. As long as we learn, we can surely master it."

"Alright, since you put it that way."

Gu Wangchao suddenly felt that the disciples of the Heavenly Cloud Sect didn’t have it easy. Regardless of the harsh winters or hot summers, they had to train in martial arts, and once they descended the mountain, they also had to film videos singing and dancing.

Compared to them, he only needed to write, compose, and sing songs, which was already quite easy.

In the midst of a creative surge, Gu Wangchao turned the page to begin composing, when suddenly a furious shout came from the doorway.

"I don’t want to!"

Startled, Gu Wangchao made a long scratch on the notebook with his nose.

He looked towards the courtyard gate in astonishment and saw a slender young man with delicate features standing outside the wooden fence.

The young man tried to appear fierce, but his features were so delicate that he seemed even weaker than himself, giving off an impression that he was easy to bully and might burst into tears at the slightest provocation.

"Who, who are you?"

"I’m also a disciple of the Heavenly Cloud Sect."

East Gate West jumped up, put on a fierce face, and said gruffly, "I won’t sing! I won’t dance either!"

East Gate East exposed, "That’s because you’re always out of tune and uncoordinated!"

Having missed out on delicious pan-fried buns firsthand, East Gate East deliberately laughed out loud.

East Gate West: "I am you, you are me, I sing out of tune, what about you?"

East Gate East couldn’t laugh anymore, he also sang out of tune, boohoohoo.

Gu Wangchao didn’t expect that upon returning this time, his cousin had gained a senior brother.

He wanted to introduce himself, but seeing the other’s red-eyed anger, he could only silently push Ji Zhangzhuo forward.

Unlike the singer who was filled with trepidation, Ji Zhangzhuo was completely unafraid of East Gate West’s anger.

"This is our Heavenly Cloud Sect showing unity and solidarity."

A certain prince persuaded forcefully, "And since you came late, you may not know that the junior sister’s lifelong dream is to promote traditional martial arts. As a senior brother, shouldn’t you help her realize her dream? A senior brother who cannot help the junior sister realize her dream, what kind of senior brother is that!"

Ji Zhangzhuo became more and more enthusiastic, even making a fist and waving it vigorously.

"Don’t you think so?"

Anger had taken away part of the rationality, and after being persuaded, the little bit of intellect also decided to leave.

East Gate West nodded, rather bewildered.

"It’s right to help the junior sister, she has a hard time too."

Gu Wangchao: "..."

Glancing at East Gate West, then at Ji Zhangzhuo, the singer decided to focus on composing.

No wonder the big brother often said to stay away from Gu Chi and the cousin’s second senior brother, saying they were foxes turned spirits. However, even though the big brother often said so, he seemed to still get persuaded often.

After a bout of persuasion, Ji Zhangzhuo enthusiastically hooked his arm around East Gate West’s shoulder.

"I arrived early and have jobs, which not only make me self-sufficient but also allow me to take care of junior brothers and sisters. Rest assured, I won’t let you down."

East Gate West emphasized, "I will find a job on my own, I don’t need you to take care, just take care of the junior sister!"

"Then let’s take care of the junior sister together."

Following his lead, Ji Zhangzhuo said, "Once the theme song is recorded, the flow of Heavenly Cloud Sect will surely explode, more people will care about traditional martial arts, and junior sister won’t have to always toil through performances."

"That’s true." In fact, in the last few days, East Gate West was fully aware, he was just too embarrassed to come out, knowing well the junior sister was working hard.

Post-apocalyptic world had little entertainment, jobs involving just playing with animals for money simply didn’t exist.

Even so, just because something was dubbed ’work’, he felt the junior sister was working too hard. He had grown up and could help share the burden now.

If the system knew their thoughts, it would definitely use their phone account to buy gifts for them.

Thanks to these senior brothers, the reputation value had already surpassed five hundred million and was approaching six hundred million.

If Ji Zhangzhuo could continuously think of new ideas to retain fans, grow the account, and attract more followers, Tuanzi could win without breaking a sweat.

After being persuaded, East Gate West lost his anger and instead began asking how to torment East Gate East.

Gu Wangchao, who was in the middle of composing, pricked up his ears.

East Gate East? With the surname East Gate? Does this senior brother have a grudge with East Gate East?

Ji Zhangzhuo stroked his chin and thought seriously.

"So you need to tire him out, retaliate against him, but without making yourself feel downcast, right?"

East Gate West nodded.

"That’s simple. He likes to eat but doesn’t like to exercise, and you can’t go without food, so just keep exercising. Tire yourself out like a dog lying on a bed, and maybe he won’t even get up tomorrow."

Inside, East Gate East yelled, "Second senior brother, you can’t do this!"

East Gate West’s reaction was the opposite.

"It’s a good idea, should I go for a run? Run three hundred laps around this community?"

Overhearing this, Gu Wangchao’s hand trembled again.

"Three, three hundred laps?"

He exclaimed, "Are you trying to kill yourself?"

"I cherish my life," East Gate West replied unhappily, "I know my own limits."

He turned and ran, soon disappearing from sight.

Gu Wangchao was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly realized, "He runs, how does that torment East Gate East?"

"Because he is East Gate West."

Ji Zhangzhuo couldn’t explain the matter of dual souls, so he pointed to his head.

"East Gate East and East Gate West, both are like what you just saw."

This sounded like talking about twins, but without knowing about the dual souls, Gu Wangchao concluded they had a dual personality.

He suddenly became interested.

"Are their personalities completely different?"

"Yes."

"What does East Gate East like?"

Ji Zhangzhuo answered each question in detail.

Gu Wangchao suddenly had an idea.

"I want to write a song called ’Another Me in the World’."

Ji Zhangzhuo opened his mouth wide, "For them?"

"Yes."

Gu Wangchao wrote fervently.

Once inspiration struck, he composed an entire song almost in one go, even envisioning how the music video could be shot.

"I think this piece is great. If they can perform it themselves, that would be even better."

Ji Zhangzhuo stroked his chin in thought, then grabbed his braid.

"Let them do the filming," he smiled meaningfully, "The audience is due for some new attractions. It’s time to introduce them to our fifth and sixth junior brothers."

East Gate West, who was running, suddenly sneezed violently.

East Gate East screamed, "Stop running, I’m already exhausted!"