January 18, 3 a.m.

When everyone was still sleeping in the dream, Wei Lai stared at Weibo silently, watching Lu Yuan's Weibo fans continue to rise......

Then in the blink of an eye, Lu Yuan's Weibo fans have risen to 800,000.

After looking at the number of 800,000, Wei Lai finally closed his eyes.

If this continues, not only will the hot spots end, but even his final fan ranking will be surpassed by this bastard.

It's a nightmare!

He could even foresee that in two or three days, he would become the second most popular person in the entire Weibo, forever succumbing to Lu Yuan's body and trembling. Even if he didn't spend money, I'm afraid he would live in the shadow of Lu Yuan for the rest of his life.

It's painful!

Yes, it's painful!

Does he want that?

I don't want to!

He didn't plan to brush it, and he found that he was starting to waver.

After five hours of silence, he finally took a breath, clicked on the Q dog on the Weibo brush, and asked, "Are you there?"

Let God decide!

If I don't come back in five minutes, I won't brush it!

"How much are you going to do this time?" the brush replied quickly, quite straightforwardly, and there was no longer even the pretentious greeting that it had before.

This made Wei Lai very stiff.

"300,000! Is it okay to have 1.5 million fans?" Wei Lai gritted his teeth.

"Okay, dear, do it right away!"

“......”

After Wei Lai turned off the Q dog, he finally leaned back in his chair and sighed.

He finally embarked on this road of no return that never ends.

But when he thought that he would be able to get rid of Lu Yuan again tomorrow, he felt very happy!

It's only fifteen days!

The effort and the return are absolutely proportional!

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No matter how entangled Wei Lai is, how cool he is, and how he is entangled, in short, Lu Yuan doesn't care.

Lu Yuan has completely used Weibo as an advertising platform.

He found the platform to be very useful.

That's all.

Other?

What else is there?

January 18th.

At four o'clock, Wang Lung got up, got up to help Lu Yuan, Wang Jinxue and others make breakfast, and then ran out of the company and rushed towards the major video stores around Hengdian.

He wanted to know how the first day of sales went.

He was desperate to know the real-time data!

Although Lu Yuan has helped him with advertisements on the Internet, and the quality of the album itself is not bad, he is still very uneasy.

As the Internet becomes more and more developed, physical album sales have declined, and a downhill road is inevitable.

In a few years, this kind of physical album will definitely be harder to sell.

He remembered his first failed album.

At that time, the overall physical album environment was still good, and many singers' albums could sell tens of millions of sales, but in that environment, he even hit the street.

What does this mean?

As soon as he thought of this, the shadow of defeat surrounded him and sent him into a panic.

He was afraid of losing money.

After all, it's not that time anymore.

He was afraid to be sorry for Lu Yuan.

After all, it was Lu Yuan who gave him a second chance to be reborn, he really didn't want to live up to Lu Yuan's expectations, and if he lost money again this time, then his singer career would probably come to an end or quit the music scene forever.

Dreams are beautiful, but reality is often cruel.

At this moment, he was under a lot of pressure, and even the scene after his failure again popped up in his mind.

Maybe Mr. Lu has a good temper and won't say anything, but can he do it? Mr. Lu also wrote two songs for himself, and both of them are first-class songs, and he must not sing them and waste them!

If it fails, then, I, I will repay Mr. Lu as a cook for the rest of my life!

With this feeling in mind, Lu Yuan came to a video store called "Suoya".

Because Wang Lung came very early, the video store did not open.

Wang Lung silently sat on a stone chair next to the video store and looked at the video store.

There is a poster of the arrival of a new album hanging at the door of the video store, and the most conspicuous poster is naturally the avatar of well-known singers such as An Xiao, Li Mingrui, and Xin Xiaoqi.

Wang Lung has no avatar, he only has the word "Wang Lung", and these two words are still in the last very inconspicuous place.

Wang Lung himself wanted to find it, and he had to look for it in a big circle.

It's poignant!

At least from the poster, you can already see how unpopular Wang Lung's album is, and it is no wonder that the first batch of other people's albums is hundreds of thousands of hundreds of thousands, and Wang Long's albums are only 60,000 in total, and the gap between hundreds of thousands and 60,000 is completely different, and it can be said that it cannot be compared at all.

Time passed little by little, and Wang Lung had been enduring this uneasy mood and waiting for the rising sun.

After about half an hour, Wang Lung saw that there were already pedestrians on the street, and several men and women wearing glasses who looked like students came to stand at the door of the video store.

They were chatting, and although they didn't know what they were talking about, the expressions on everyone's faces were eyebrows fluttering and laughing.

Of course, Wang Lung didn't dare to approach them, so he only dared to stay and watch from a distance.

He was nervous.

He was afraid that these students would recognize him as the singer "Wang Long" on the album, and it would be more embarrassing if he didn't sell a single one all day?

Wang Lung still wants to save face.

After another ten minutes, there were more people gathered around the video store, at first a group of students, but then a group of young people who were dressed up quite fashionably.

Of course, the only common denominator was the constant burst of laughter from the crowd, and even more exaggerated was the fact that several people laughed so hard that they couldn't stand up for it.

What are they laughing at?

Wang Lung subconsciously wanted to approach but listened.

But when he put on his hat and stood up, the door of the video store opened.

As soon as the door opened, the crowd rushed into the video store.

Wang Lung hesitated.

Doesn't it mean that the album has begun to decline, and the sales are not getting worse day by day? Why does it look so lively today?

Could it be that An Xiao's appeal is so strong?

It would be nice when I was so strong.

Wang Lung was envious.

Of course, he can only envy.

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"Boss, give me an album recommended by Ergouzi!"

"Boss, let's have a Lu Manzi album!"

"Boss, me too, give me two, my girlfriend and I are fans of Ergouzi......"

"Boss ......"

The owner of the video store was also frightened by his popularity, but then he realized that he could not understand what the young men were saying.

Two dogs' recommended albums?

Lu Manzi?

Who is Ergouzi, and who is Lu Manzi?

The boss doesn't pay attention to the entertainment industry on weekdays, and he doesn't surf the Internet much, so he doesn't know Lu Yuan.

"Who is the second dog? I don't have this singer here, are you making a mistake?"

The boss looked around at everyone and frowned.

These people don't look like they're here to make trouble.

Ergouzi said that Hengdian is basically found in large and small video stores, don't lie to us!"

"Not really!"

"Wait, the boss's second dog is Lu Yuan, you've always heard of Lu Yuan, right?"

"Lu Yuan, I've heard of it, it's that very famous star. ”

"yes, what about the album he recommends? Give us one. ”

"This ...... Oh, it's Mariner, isn't it?"

"Yes, it's Mariner!"

"Oh, wait, I'll keep this album in the back warehouse, I'll go get it...... Do you want all of that album?"

"That's right, Lu Manzi is advertising so Weibo, we can't be happy if we don't buy the album. ”

"You want a few!"

"We've counted about twenty. ”

"Okay, wait a minute. ”

The owner of the video store took out a stack of albums from the warehouse, then turned out twenty copies of "Sailor" and handed them to the young men.

"Quick, our support is in place, let's hurry up and show off on Weibo!"

"Well, we don't seem to be the first batch on Weibo......"

"Not the first batch?"

"Well, it looks like someone has already arrived. ”

"Okay, we're still slow!"

"Boss, can't you open sooner?"

The boss laughed as he watched the young men leave one after another with regretful expressions.

Good luck.

It seems to be a good sign that I sold so much early this morning.

The boss hadn't been happy for long, and then a group of young people came in.

"That, is there an album recommended by the boss Ergouzi?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Oh, then get me some. ”

"How much?"

"Well, let's have a little less, just twenty. ”

"Twenty ......"

"yes!"

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Wang Lung squatted in the video store for a morning.

He spent the whole morning watching silently from afar.

The people who bought the album exceeded his expectations.

The whole video store didn't stop much in the morning, and it was very lively, until noon, when the crowd was slightly less.

Wang Lung looked at no one left and right, then pushed his hat and walked towards the video store.

"Boss, may I ask you how ...... the album "Sailor" is sold here?"

"It's out of stock, I'm already contacting the factory. ”

"Ah, what?" Wang Lung was stunned, unable to believe his ears.

"I regret it a little now, I don't know what kind of nerve I made before, I only bought 100 copies, I was speechless, I really didn't expect this album to be so popular, who is this Wang Long......"

"Boss, you mean it's all sold out?"

"Nonsense, everyone comes to ask about this album in the morning, and I only have a small amount of inventory, how can there be ...... If you want to hurry up tomorrow, you have albums from other singers, or do you want to buy albums from other singers?

"Well, forget it, I have to leave beforehand. Wang Lung was in a trance.

His album is gone?

Then, Wang Lung suppressed the excitement in his heart and walked towards another video store not far away.

Another video store was also crowded.

As he approached, he heard a loud noise inside.

"Boss, what's the matter, why is it gone?"

"Can't you just buy more goods?"

"We came to buy the album to support Lu Yuan, we are all fans of Lu Yuan, now what do you want us to support?"

"Hurry up early tomorrow, boss, what do you mean, it's rare for us to come in person, you let us come tomorrow, what are you kidding......"

“......”

Is it sold out here?

Wang Lung's body trembled, and he walked more excitedly to the video store a few kilometers away.

When he came to the video store, he stopped.

The video store was even more exaggerated, with a notice on the door that read, "The Sailor will be early tomorrow." ”

Am I ......

Is this time!

Is it really all sold out this time?

Hold the grass!

This!

Wang Lung was so excited that he almost fainted.

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"Ergouzi is advertising again?"

"Ergouzi, you fucking hit so many crazy advertisements to amuse us?"

"Do you mean anything?"

"You're right to advertise, we don't object! But at least let's let us buy albums, we can't buy albums, and it's useless for you to break the sky with ads! Is it just to tease us?"

"Yes, Lu Yuan, you give me an explanation, I traveled thousands of miles to buy your company's album, but I was told that the album was sold out?"

"60,000 albums? I laughed! Other people's albums are hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, but you're good, there are no 100,000 albums, what are you kidding?"

"Are you kidding us? How are we going to divide the 60,000 albums?"

"60,000 albums, you're embarrassed to advertise and play so frustrated? I fucking thought it was 600,000 copies!"

"Lu Yuan, come out!"

"Lu Yuan, come out and give an explanation! What do you mean!"

"yes, come out!"

"Are you playing with us?"

January 18th.

It was a very calm afternoon, Lu Yuan slept all afternoon, and was ready to click on Weibo to post an advertisement for the "Sailor" album as usual, but after it was released, Lu Yuan suddenly found that something was wrong.

Then, he saw a series of fans spraying wildly......

All kinds of negative emotions of dissatisfaction seem to be about to take up all the Weibo.

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What happened?

Lu Yuan scratched his head and said he was at a loss.