She was tired, drunk, muttering inaudible words and fell into his arms.

"Without me, that family would have been scattered."

"Hmm."

"That's why I'm so desperate to live."

"Hmm."

Fu Nanli hugged her.

His arms and her body fit like this.

After hugging her for a long time, the breathing of the person in his arms gradually calmed down, and he put the person down again, dragging the thin silk quilt aside and gently covering her.

-

The He family's car slowly left, and He Jun stroked the ring on his index finger and rested his elbow on the window.

Nanli looked at Wen Qiao's eyes, obsessed and indulgent, Xiaoyan, I advise you not to moths to the fire.

He Yan's eyes were light: "Brother, why do you always help outsiders?" ”

was glanced at by her brother's sharp eyes, and was a little aggrieved.

"Whether I'm helping outsiders or doing it for your own good, you can figure it out for yourself."

He Yan lowered her eyes and stopped talking.

-

After working for half a month, the song composed by Xu Lu himself finally came out.

She posted it on her Weibo, because she had done marketing before, and she had more than 400,000 followers on Weibo.

She is quite ambitious, and she comes up in the form of paid on-demand.

After one day on Weibo, the number of on-demand views is ...... Single digits.

Seeing this number, her heart was half cold.

The threshold can only be lowered and the paid on-demand broadcast can be changed to free.

The number of listeners to the song increased slightly, reaching triple digits, and only more than 200 people listened to the song in total.

Because Xu Lu didn't put her name, her fans didn't know that this song was composed by her, and they complained in the comment area-

To sum it up, it's not good.

Xu Lu was defeated.

Was she willing?

Naturally, she was unwilling.

She thinks that her songs can't be popular, the main reason is that there is no packaging, promotion, and no professional record company, so she spends some money on marketing.

Internet marketing, you have to have money.

Uncle Wen had already cut off her credit card for revealing that Wen Mo was autistic, and now she had to ask her mother for this expensive marketing fee.

A shrewd person like Zhong Hui, for so many years, naturally has his own small treasury.

She is also willing to spend money to raise her daughter.

The promotion fee of 200,000 yuan was spent like this.

It's nothing more than asking some third-rate music critics and marketing accounts to tout this song, and then go to Douyin for a spin.

The money is spent, the marketing is done, and the touting is there.

But this song still failed to become as popular as Xu Lu expected, not only was it not popular, but it was even very popular.

200,000 yuan was wasted like this, she was angry and distressed, and she only felt that she was pregnant with talent.

But he didn't dare to continue to throw money into this song obsessively.

After all, this song was posted on Xu Lu's own Weibo, and after a series of commotion operations, buying marketing, buying a water army, Lu Youyou can be said to have followed up and paid attention to the whole process.

She didn't shy away from it, and directly mocked with the tuba.

@陆悠悠: Some people, I really think that anyone can be a teacher of Muyue, a cat and a dog are also delusional about the fire when they compose a song, and the marketing fee has not been earned, so I feel sorry for you.

When Xu Lu saw this Weibo, she was so angry that she almost smashed her phone.

You Lu Youyou is a joke, and you dare to laugh at me?

But Lu Youyou is a shrew, which really annoys her, she can directly beat people, and she can also scold people at the door of her dormitory with her throat.

Xu Lu could only endure this.

Nothing goes well, she is going to be aggrieved and crazy.

Xu Lu's eyes suddenly lit up.

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