Chapter 67: To Me is a Great God

Yi Yun releases a song every day to attract the audience, and Xu Qian's "First Heart" album is also very awesome.

Yiyun Music's soaring list, new song list, hot song list, original list, and popularity list were all covered by Xu Qian's songs.

The people of the time called it: "A person's Yiyun." ”

Some fans sighed: "Yi Yun was directly taken over by Xu Qian alone." ”

On the hot search around the neck, the popularity of Xu Qian's "First Heart" has also suppressed Meng Fan's "Bright", which everyone did not expect.

Today is the day when Xu Qian's "Eliminate Sorrow" will be launched.

"Wow, blow this song. ”

"The ear is almost pregnant. ”

"Give yearning for tomorrow and the past, freedom is to let the soul have a place to rest, you dazzle me ordinary, as long as I am sober, I will be blinded by the world, laugh at each other, and absurd each other. ”

"I don't need you when I need you, and I will return in seconds when I need you, because of the depth of love, it is difficult to let go. ”

"The road to embarrassment has been very long, and my personality has a lot to do with my family and environment, and I am always unconfident and like a puppet. ”

"One stroke can be written, one stroke is lost, one stroke is written, one is written in the future, one is written in happiness, one is written in sorrow, one is written in oneself, one is written in love, one stroke is written in good times, one stroke is written in adversity, one stroke is written in perseverance, and one pen is written in letting go." ”

"I don't want every step of mine to have a corresponding result, confused ahead, without expectation, only sighing for the dust scattered everywhere, why bother with prosperity and why care about the end. ”

"The more I listen, the more sad I become, obviously I shouldn't be so worried at my age. ”

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Meng Fan was about to explode: "Why? Why? Why am I suppressed by him, you must know that the songs on his album are all "old songs". ”

Not only Meng Fan couldn't figure it out, but others couldn't figure it out either.

In terms of popularity, status, the madness of fans, the kryptonite ability of fans, the ability of fans to control and evaluate, and the stickiness of fans, Meng Fan is slightly better.

But "Bright" is still firmly suppressed by "The First Heart", which is obviously very unreasonable.

Xu Qian is still leisurely working as a salted fish at home.

Many fans left messages on his scarf: "When will a new song be released, the head of the waiting is bald, and the flowers are thanks." ”

Xu Qian posted on Weibo: "The new album is already in preparation and will come out soon. ”

In fact, he hadn't thought about it at all until now, but he didn't panic at all.

"Why is my heart panicking?"

"It feels like waiting until the end of the world. ”

"I was moved to tears. ”

"Produced by Xu Qian, it must be a high-quality product, call for Xu Qian. ”

"When will it be online? Qiuqiu, you can give me the right date! I can't wait!"

"I really want a quasi-letter. ”

"Men are big pigs' trotters, and they can't be trusted. ”

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[Xu Qian's new album] soon became the first hot search, Meng Fan was stunned, he just bought a hot search, and was immediately suppressed by Xu Gan, Xu Qian is really his fucking nemesis, he must have owed him in his last life.

Click on Xu Qian's scarf.

"Wow wow, hi Da Puben. ”

"Congratulations. ”

"The flowers I waited for are all gone, and the flowers have become teenagers. ”

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Meng Fan sent a sentence with a trumpet: "Garbage singer, grandstanding, buy hot searches, hum!"

An Zhishui's mobile phone set up a special focus on He Ran's Weibo, so as soon as he posted Weibo, her mobile phone had a prompt message.

An Zhishui: "You're going to release a new album." ”

Xu Qian: "Mmmmmmmm ”

An Zhishui: "Is there a song "I Love Water"? ”

Xu Qian: "......"

Xu Qian changed the topic and said, "I saw a Daji today. ”

An Zhishui: "Why don't you finish ......?"

Xu Qian: "I'll wait for you to ask." ”

An Zhishui: "......"

Xu Qian: "Isn't it boring to ask and answer by yourself?" ”

An Zhishui: "...... I'll wait for you to say. ”

Xu Qian: "That Daji is very beautiful, she defeated my Daji." ”

An Zhishui: "...... Gone?"

Xu Qian: "Of course there is, but the speech should pay attention to the rhythm, she said: I have played more than 2,000 games." ”

An Zhishui: "And then?"

Xu Qian: "I replied: After more than 2,000 games, it is still a small platinum." ”

An Zhishui: "That's it, it seems that I'm also a little platinum." ”

Xu Qian: "......"

Xu Qian: "There is nothing to say, the story is over, and the whole play is over." ”

An Zhishui: "...... She's amazing, she must be a little girl. ”

Xu Qian: "It's okay, I also think that it is impossible for a boy to use two thousand Daji, or a pseudo-mother." ”

An Zhishui: "It shouldn't be, it's just a girl." ”

Xu Qian: "How can you see it?"

Anchisu: "Trust Scorpio's intuition. ”

Xu Qian。。。。。。。。

Xu Qian: "Some people are good at operating, but their consciousness is not good, and they are proficient in a hero, which has great limitations." ”

An Zhishui: "Are you talking about me?"

Xu Qian: "...... How dare you?"

Xu Qian: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. ”

An Zhishui: "...... The subject suddenly shifted. ”

Xu Qian: "This is a leap of thinking. ”

An Zhishui: "...... Understand. ”

Xu Qian: "You can rest during the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

An Zhishui: "You should rest." ”

Xu Qian: "Ao Ao, when the time comes, I will send you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, are you happy?"

An Zhishui: "Why, isn't it a statutory holiday, oh, happy, crooked." ”

Xu Qian: "I'm so surprised, I'm grateful." ”

An Zhishui: "...... Yes. ”

Xu Qian: "The ancients. ”

An Zhishui: "I will also give it to you." ”

Xu Qian: "...... One word, I'll send you four words. ”

An Zhishui: "Let's make a promise." ”

Xu Qian: "Lu Buwei is a thousand words. ”

An Zhishui: "Which four words." ”

Xu Qian: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, is your little head confused?" ”

An Zhishui: "Laugh, I was thinking just now, happy Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

Xu Qian: "You still want 5,000 yuan, you're too greedy." ”

An Zhishui: "...... I'm sorry. ”

Xu Qian: "I've forgiven you generously." ”

Anzhishui sent a 3q.

Xu Qian didn't know what it meant.

"I don't understand. ”

An Zhishui: "I don't understand, with your IQ?"

Xu Qian: "That's right. ”

An Zhishui: "I really can't understand it. ”

Xu Qian: "Highly intelligent businessmen can't understand such trivial things, because we are concerned about the evolution of the universe and the formation of heaven and earth. ”

An Zhishui: "...... nbnb, excuse me, great god, we're not at the same level. ”

Xu Qian: "Yes, I am the great god. ”

Xu Qian and An Zhishui chatted very happily, and before they knew it, a day had passed, and the day of salted fish was really very fast, fleeting, and it could only be said that time, don't blow it, let it slow down.