Hu Yunfeng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses.

"You kid don't watch more poisonous chicken soup!!"

Hu Yixiao pursed his lips and didn't say anything more, under normal circumstances, it is indeed very difficult, even an impossible task for a forty-seven-year-old star to become popular.

But now the situation is different, Hu Yixiao has a sign-in system, and there will be a few suitable songs for his father in the future, and if he wants to become popular, he may not have a chance.

When the father and son returned home, it was already more than three o'clock in the morning, Hu Yixiao took a shower and was ready to go to bed, but who knew that the micro-message was ringing, it was a message from Qiu Baimei.

"Brother Xiaoxiao, are you sleeping?"

"Brother Xiaoxiao, you're on fire!!"

Fire??

Hu Yixiao looked confused.

"A customer posted a video of you singing "People Like Me" on the Internet, and now it has more than 3 million views......

Qiu Baimei sent another message.

Belch......?

Is it so evil??

This situation was completely unexpected by Hu Yixiao, who has been singing in his bar for a long time, and occasionally customers will post videos of him singing on the Internet, but they do not have too much attention.

Hu Yixiao logged into his meager account.

He is not a fanatical meager control, but just a business state of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, and occasionally uploads a singing clip that he is more satisfied with.

However, with his handsome appearance, Hu Yixiao still attracted some fans, with about more than 3,000 attention.

However, when he landed on a meager basis this time, he was a little dumbfounded, and the number of fans rose from more than 3,000 to more than 30,000, a tenfold increase!

It's really wicked to have so many fans in just a few hours......

Hu Yixiao couldn't help but sigh silently, and at the same time, he found that his private messages had also exploded, and there were hundreds of them......

"Little brother, so handsome!"

"Little brother is in love, I'm super cute!"

"Little brother, can you add a WeChat message? I like you so much!"

"Little brother, how can you be so spicy and handsome!"

"Little brother, please give me back the heart you stolen~!"

"Is my little brother married? The Civil Affairs Bureau is waiting for you!"

"Will the little brother be buried together? I will pay for the cemetery!"

"Little brother, I'm super beautiful, I live a good life and don't stick to people, can I understand?"

"Hello, I'm the agent of Xuanhong Entertainment, I'm very optimistic about you, and I'll talk about it in detail with Weixin......"

"Brother, I'm the manager of Rice Music, your conditions are very good, we are ready to make you a superstar, if you want to be popular, add me to WeChat......"

“……”

The content of private messages can be roughly divided into two categories, one is a girl, and the other is various entertainment companies that want to sign a contract with him.

Of course, Hu Yixiao still has the ability to discriminate, and most of the entertainment companies that want to sign a contract with him are liars, so his attitude is naturally to ignore them.

Is this red?

Flipping through all kinds of private messages, Hu Yixiao seems to have tasted the taste of popularity, after all, he has never been so concerned before.

There were too many private messages, Hu Yixiao really couldn't watch it, so he simply stopped watching it, exited the message column, and looked for the original video that made him popular.

At this moment, the video has reached 4 million views, the number of retweets and comments has exceeded 30,000, and the number of likes has exceeded 100,000.

It's really hot!

Hu Yixiao was very surprised by such data, and he immediately clicked on the comment area......

"People are so handsome, how good the song is, and it doesn't make people live~!"

"Ask for all the information of the little brother with a lot of money, wait online!

"This song is really good, I love all of them!"

"Sang the hearts of many young people, good song!

"It turns out that there are really talented and good-looking men in the world!"

"My little brother is simply the prince charming in my mind!

"Which bar is this? I want to talk to my little brother!"

"Hu Yixiao, the resident singer of the heartbeat bar, girls, can only help you get here......"

Hu Yixiao had to sigh at the power of the Internet, after this video became popular, his details were picked up, fortunately, he didn't have any black history, otherwise it would be miserable.

"Son!"

"Son!!"

Just as Hu Yixiao was flipping through the video comments, his father Hu Yunfeng walked into his room excitedly.

"Son, you're on fire!!"

Hu Yunfeng shook the mobile phone in his hand.

"I've seen ......"

Hu Yi shrugged.

"You're pretty calm. ”

"It's normal, your son is so handsome, sooner or later he will be hot!"

"Well, that's fine! After all, it's my excellent genes!"

"No, who let me have the most handsome father in the world!"

"Hmmm......"

"Consciousness is very high......

Hu Yunfeng nodded with satisfaction, and said: "By the way, taking advantage of the fact that this video is so popular, you can quickly advertise our bar, maybe, the turnover of our bar can increase by a wave!"

"Okay, we're going to have to take advantage of the heat. ”

Hu Yixiao immediately reposted the video that made him popular on the Internet, and attached a sentence: Heartbeat bar, see you tomorrow night!

"Am I the first?"

"Sofa?"

"Wow, little brother hasn't slept yet!"

"Take away the little brother, what's the matter!"

"Little brother, I like your song so much!"

"It's decided, see you tomorrow night!"

“……”

As soon as Hu Yixiao's meager message was issued, there were dozens of more messages below, which shows that his attention is indeed very high at this time.

"If the bar makes money, we'll record your song. ”

"No, you can't wait, you have to strike while the iron is hot!"

"Well, I'll contact the recording studio tomorrow......"

Hu Yunfeng muttered as he walked out of the room.

Following.

When Hu Yixiao woke up, it was almost noon.

habitually glanced at his phone, but it startled him.

11 missed calls.

There are dozens of WeChat messages.

Hu Yixiao first checked the missed calls, 8 of the 11 missed calls were from his sister Zhou Yanran, and the other 3 were his friends.

Hu smiled and opened the WeChat message again.

are all messages from relatives and friends, and the content is roughly the same, all about him becoming popular on the Internet.

Some asked him to invite him to dinner, some praised him, and some sent cordial greetings.

Among the many micro-messages, there is one person's news that successfully amused Hu Yixiao.

The person who sent the message was called "Chen Yi'an", and the other party was a blind date introduced to him by his mother.

However, after figuring out the nature of Hu Yixiao's poverty, he left a sentence of "I went to take a bath" and was never heard from again.

But just two hours ago, Chen Yi'an sent another message......

"People take a shower......

"Fragrant ......"

……