"What about him, if you want to send a wave of benefits, if you want to ask for songs, you can go to Mr. Hanyang's meager message to leave a message, so that you have a chance to get Mr. Hanyang's songs, and his meager name is Hanyang. ”

"Okay, let's get down to business, and now, that's the end of my concert, thank you. ”

Xue Qian waved and bowed to the many fans, ending this unprecedented grand concert.

That night, the news that Xue Qian distributed at the concert spread.

The words after the last beginner are also known, of course, in addition to Xue Qian's fans, some musicians or media companies are known.

The management of Dynasty Entertainment at this time.

Maggie held an impromptu video conference.

"Have you heard about that cold sun?" said Maggie straight to the point.

In the video, there are five other people, four men and one woman, all of whom are Meiqi's subordinates.

One of the men nodded and said, "I heard that, I just went to the cold sun to take a look, and it turned out that it was a number that had just been applied, not even a big V." ”

"I've been to see it too. The woman in her thirties replied: "There is only one dynamic about the song, either it is just a meager contact, or it is a trumpet, anyway, it can be determined that he is Hanyang, because Xue Qian has just released a meager message, and it is him who is Aite." ”

"Even if it's him, I don't think we need to be too anxious, let's see the situation first, if people just say something, we will get together, then it will be unbearable for our dynasty to entertain!" a middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Well, it makes sense, but it's OK to be sure, since Hanyang has done such a thing, let's let the company's third-tier singers leave a message first, if he can still write high-quality songs, and then let the first-line singers ask for songs, and talk about it while looking at the situation, this kind of thing can't be rushed. Maggie nodded.

Such a scene, of course, is not only happening here in Meiqi, some media companies around the country have held an impromptu meeting because of this news, after all, in terms of the quality of those three songs, there is really no choice, the boutique is the best, and it can be seen from the hot response of the market.

At the same time, their decision is not much different from that of Maggie, the first-line singers naturally have their cards, and the meager appearance of Hanyang makes them feel that they want to carry out a promotion, so the company's first-line singers go to people to leave a message, which is free publicity for others, and no matter which first-line singer, if you are the first to leave a message, it will inevitably be a little cheaper.

Although Hanyang has released three high-quality new songs, in the eyes of people, what Xue Qian said about releasing these three songs in two days is absolutely nothing.

For these large media and entertainment companies, they have heads and faces, and naturally they don't want to be the ones who take the lead, and they only write three songs, and in their opinion, it is not worth doing anything for them, even if it is a small thing like leaving a message.

Of course, there is another kind of picture, they are independent artists who do not have a company.

At this time, in the ice market in the mainland, two couples, a man and a woman, were watching the video of Xue Qian's concert from the Internet.

When they saw the end, their faces were a little excited.

"Really, fake? Go to the message and have a chance to get a high-quality song?"

This couple is a combination of musicians, the man's name is Wei Chengdong, the woman's name is Xu Lan, their combination is called X, take the first sound of the two surnames, usually publish songs on the Internet, and the number of fans on several music software adds up to less than 10,000, which also makes the two feel a lot of pressure.

At this time, seeing that the songwriter who could give Xue Qian three high-quality songs such a benefit, the two of them were tempted for a while.

"Go and see his meagre. Xu Lan hurriedly opened the meager with her laptop and searched for the word Hanyang.

"Huh, is this one?, why don't you even have an avatar?" Wei Chengdong said with some confusion.

"That's it, look at Xue Qian's message below. Xu Lan looked down at the screen, pointed to the screen and said.

"It's really!" Wei Chengdong looked at it carefully, and said in a somewhat envious tone: "There are first-line big singers whose publicity effect is different, and the concert has only been two hours old, and the number of fans has exceeded 50,000." ”

Thinking of their own meager fans of more than 3,000, I couldn't help but feel a little low.

"We don't have to envy others, we just work hard for our dreams. Xu Lan comforted and said, "Let's leave a word below." ”

"Haha, okay. Wei Chengdong shook his head, didn't think about that, and said, "Then how do we write it?"

"Write like this: Dear Hanyang ....."

"No, no, with respect!" Wei Chengdong shook his head again and again, his girlfriend said dear to others, he felt so awkward.

Xu Lan smiled, glanced at him, and said, "Then it's called respectful." ”

So she typed a paragraph under Weibo: Dear Mr. Hanyang, I am Group X, a group with very low popularity, music is our dream, we watched Xue Dada's concert, I know what you said, I really hope to get Mr. Hanyang's songs, but... Regardless of whether there is a song or not, we wish Mr. Hanyang to get better and better in his career.

When the message was sent, Wei Chengdong and Xu Lan glanced at each other and smiled.

They actually feel that the probability of getting the song is very low, very low, because after all, they have no popularity, and they also think that Mr. Hanyang's move is also to make a name for themselves, so of course they have to find some obvious first-line and second-tier singers, and it is difficult for them to take their turn in this kind of thing.

But there's a glimmer of hope that they'll try it too, and it's like trying to see if they can win the lottery.

In cases like theirs, there are many who leave their words with the idea of trying.

On the other hand, when Ziyan returned to the restaurant, her face was a little tired, not only because of work, but also because her sales performance on the first day was very bad, and it can even be described as bad.

Although the album market is relatively cold now, there is also a set of reference standards, the first day of more than 10,000 is the quality of ordinary albums, the first day of more than 50,000 is a small achievement, more than 100,000 is a boutique album, and only some super popular first-line singers will exceed 200,000.

So here's the point, Ziyan's album has a daily sales of just over 1,000, although it is only twelve hours later, but this result is also very bad.

Ziyan was a little angry, and when she was physically and mentally exhausted, she didn't want to toss, so she stayed in the restaurant with Zhou Fei to sleep and rest.

In the middle of the night, Ziyan put Meng Meng to sleep, lying on the bed with some insomnia, and Zhou Fei on the side did not sleep, watching Xue Qian's concert video with a mobile phone, and checking Ziyan's albums from time to time with an office mobile phone.

"How's the album selling?" Ziyan asked softly.

"More than seventeen hundred. Zhou Fei took off her headphones, pursed her lips and replied in a low voice.

"Oh. ”

Ziyan responded, with a sense of loss in her tone.

When she first entered the entertainment industry, the first album sold more than 30,000 on the first day, but now it has not reached 2,000, which can't help but remind Ziyan of a sentence: Can Lian Po still be able to eat?

Ziyan's return to the entertainment industry and wanting to make a comeback is a difficult road, but she didn't expect the road to be so difficult!

thought that when she returned to Dynasty Entertainment, she would be vigorously cultivated by the company, so the comeback would be twice as effective with half the effort, but now it seems that things are not as expected.

"So, how about the sales of Xu Ruoyu's album?" Ziyan said with some loss.

She originally had more confidence than Xu Ruoyu, but now after hearing that the sales of her album were so miserable, Ziyan's confidence disappeared completely.

"She ......" Zhou Fei hesitated, and said with a somewhat complicated face; "Her album has just exceeded 20,000. ”

"Twenty thousand. A trace of sadness rose in Ziyan's eyes.

"Sister Yan, I think..."Zhou Fei wanted to comfort her.

Before she finished speaking, Zi Yan shook her head slightly and said, "Go to sleep, I'll talk about things at work tomorrow." ”

After Ziyan finished speaking, she turned to the side, her eyes flickered and looked out of the window, the tiredness in her eyes became deeper and deeper, and gradually, her eyes drifted on the sleeping Mengmeng, looking at her daughter's lovely and delicate cheeks, Ziyan's heart calmed down.

The next morning, when Ziyan got up, her face looked a little haggard, and after washing up, they sat in the living room on the second floor.

Ziyan thought for a while, sighed lightly, and said, "Feifei, let's go to work." ”

"Now?" Zhou Fei said suspiciously.

"Hmm. ”

"Skipping breakfast?" Zhang Han asked strangely as he combed Mengmeng's hair.

"No appetite. Ziyan was a little angry, even if it was the food made by Zhang Han, the attraction to her was reduced a lot.

"What can I do without breakfast? Have you had enough egg fried rice and clear soup noodles? Then I'll make you something else." Zhang Han shook his head slightly and said.

"Yes, Ma Ma wants to eat with Mengmeng, and only go to work when he is full. Meng Meng pouted and said with a serious face.

Ziyan was slightly stunned when she heard this, and looked at Zhang Han, this... Seems like this is the first time he's said something of concern to himself, right?

"That's okay, Ma Ma is going to work with you after dinner. Ziyan smiled softly.

With Zhang Han's concern, her depressed mood improved a little.

After Zhang Han finished combing Mengmeng's hair, he went downstairs directly, drove to Crescent Mountain, and picked up some cucumbers and tomatoes.

It was the big black and the little black who had been by Zhang Han's side all the time, and the big black's thick body didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, blocking the line of sight between Zhang Han and the chickens, and there was a little worried expression on his face.

If it could speak, it would surely say in its heart: Whew... You shouldn't eat that much chicken, what a thing!

Driven by Da Hei, in just two days, these two goods killed twelve chickens, eating and eating, only to find that the number of chickens looked like a gap from a distance, so Da Hei was ready to eat a little bit of the adult duck and goose, at least to keep the number balanced!

But unexpectedly, just slaughtered two geese and was about to light the fire, Zhang Han came up, which made the two guys startled, hurriedly extinguished the fire, and the thief ran back to the pet area, sitting with a precarious expression of 'I am a good baby'.