Chapter 167: Many Disasters and Difficulties
Many people on the Internet have reposted this Weibo, but they are not sure if this is really a masked person, and everyone is asking Yan Feiyu.
She had tears on her face, but with a hint of a smile, she knew that this was Ye Cuo. Because apart from Ha Tso and Michiko, no one knows that the masked man saved her a second time.
Yan Feiyu's fingers swiped across the surface of the phone, and a new Weibo message was issued: "You haven't told me yet, the name of this song." ”
"Legendary. More than ten seconds later, Ye Cuo's Weibo replied.
"Wow!" Many netizens were shocked, "Yan Feiyu replied to him, this is really a masked man's Weibo, so handsome!"
Ye Cuo's new registration was less than an hour old, and the fans rose almost like a rocket, and in the blink of an eye, the fans exceeded 100,000, which scared Ye Cuo.
Countless netizens forwarded comments, and Ye Cuo's mobile phone also kept prompting all kinds of information.
"Masked man, I like your song so much, do you have any other works?"
"The masked man is big, do you have a girlfriend? I really want to marry you!"
"Masked man, are you really masked because you're too handsome?
"Thank you, not only for saving the life of our beautiful family, but also for saving her artistic career and protecting her for the fans, you are her patron saint. ”
"Yes, the masked man is big, you are the patron saint of Yan Meiren. Wow, a man with his face covered, a silent guardian of a woman, so romantic, my heart is going to melt. ”
"yes, I'm looking forward to meeting such a patron saint too, masked man, you can also protect me, okay?"
These messy questions came over in an instant, and most of them were female fans, which made Ye Cuo a little overwhelmed.
He secretly said in his heart: It's good that he was masked before, otherwise there would definitely be a lot of trouble now.
These fans' messages, Ye Cuo did not reply to any of them.
But he suddenly found that the big sister in the music world,
"Hello masked man, I like your work very much, can I ask you for a song? If you want, I invite you to join my studio now, and we can work together in depth, and the treatment is guaranteed to satisfy you. ”
Many netizens are extremely envious when they see this Weibo, Nayin's music studio is among the top three in the country, with strong financial resources, as long as the masked man agrees, it will definitely be a source of money.
Many people are paying attention to the masked man's reply, constantly refreshing his Weibo.
"I'm sorry, I don't have any other works, and even if I do, I plan to give them to Yan Feiyu. ”
"Wow!" netizens were about to give a standing ovation, and under Yan Feiyu's Weibo, the message swiped the screen again: "Yan Meiren, the masked man is really sent by God to protect you, I envy you so much, I'm so happy." “
"Yan Meiren, have you ever seen the true face of the masked man?
"Yan Meiren, will you marry a masked man in the future? ”
"Yes, yes, the beauty is good-looking, the masked person is talented, you will definitely be super happy together, so envious. ”
"Yan Meiren, don't quit the entertainment industry, this legend is made, we will all buy your album, everyone will buy tickets for the concert, don't quit." ”
"How can a song be released on an album, the masked man will write a few more songs, even if Harvest Media doesn't produce it, there is still Gao Lao. When the song becomes popular, the person who is angry with Harvest. ”
Ye Cuo gave this legend to Yan Feiyu for free, and said that all future works would be given to her, which made Yan Feiyu's fans happy.
On Weibo, Gao Lao and Nayin also congratulated Yan Feiyu.
Ye Cuo gave the song Legend to Yan Feiyu for free, which means that Yan Feiyu does not need to pay any copyright fees, and only needs to spend a little production fee to produce this song. And now with the popularity of this song, there are many people who are willing to spend money to help Yan Feiyu produce publicity.
In other words, through this blockade, Harvest originally wanted to ban Yan Feiyu, but now it backfired, Yan Feiyu not only will not leave the entertainment industry, but her popularity has soared a lot. Moreover, the godfather of the music world, Elder Gao, has promised to personally handle the future production of this song, and Yan Feiyu's future career in the music world will definitely be very smooth.
In the past, Yan Feiyu was often criticized for not having accumulation because she was too young and became popular too quickly, saying that her works were too shallow. Now with this saga, no one can say that anymore.
Yan Feiyu's fans are happy, but some people may not be so happy.
In Harvest's president's office, Zhang Lemon snuggled up to Mr. Lin like a kitten, and his face was distorted as if he had eaten: "Mr. Lin, what should I do? Why is everyone against us? These people are not good people, and they must not die." ”
Mr. Lin had a black face, and in front of his desk, there was a young man, who was in charge of Harvest's official Weibo.
"Did the masked man reply?" asked Mr. Lin.
The young man lowered his head: "We contacted him on Weibo, and he said...... He doesn't sell. ”
I don't believe that there are people in this world who don't love money. You continue to contact him on Weibo, as long as you can sell it to us, you will receive as much as you want. Moreover, we will also accept his other follow-up works. ”
Zhang Lemon's face showed a hint of joy: "Well, take it all and sing it to me." Yan Feiyu's voice was ugly like a dead person, and the good song also ruined her. Mr. Lin, you buy me the song, I must this legend, only I really understand art and can sing, this song is definitely not as good as me.
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The young man in charge of the official Weibo hesitated for a moment when he heard that Mr. Lin asked him to contact the masked man again.
"What's the matter, didn't you hear what I said?" Mr. Lin's face darkened suddenly.
"It's not. The young man hurriedly said in silence.
"Then don't go quickly. ”
Mr. Lin...... I think it's better to forget it. The young man said stiffly.
"What do you mean?" Mr. Lin was furious.
The young man hurriedly said: "We contacted the masked man on Weibo just now, and the masked man said......"
"What did you say?"
The young man glanced at Mr. Lin, closed his eyes and said, "He said that if you dare to bully Yan Feiyu again, he will let your eggs break again." ”
"Fuck." Mr. Lin grabbed the phone on the table and smashed it at the young man, "You little bastard, you dare to be disrespectful to me?"
The young man hurriedly said, "Mr. Lin, it's not me who said it, it's a masked man." ”
"I don't believe that the masked man dares to say this, you bastard, Lao Tzu will kill you. Mr. Lin struck the young man on the head and covered his face.
The young man was defenseless for a moment, and was punched in the nose, and blood flowed profusely.
"Mr. Lin, it was you who asked me to say it, and I said it, don't deceive people too much. The young man covered his nose and said.
"What's wrong with bullying you? The whole company is Lao Tzu, and now Lao Tzu is telling you that you have been fired. You can pack up your stuff now and get out of the way. ”
The young man gritted his teeth: "Damn, Lao Tzu works overtime until late at night every day, does the work of several people by himself, does not give a salary increase, and does not even have bonuses and overtime pay." Even if people raise a dog, they will give some meat to eat during the New Year's holidays. If you are fired, you will be fired, and Lao Tzu will not let you have a good time before leaving. ”
The young man was beaten with a bloody face, and he was also angry, and rushed towards Mr. Lin. Although Mr. Lin was fat, he had already been hollowed out by the wine, and he was a few punches shorter when he came up.
Mr. Lin was furious: "You dare to beat me like a cheap person?"
"Lao Tzu is the one who hits you!" The young man's eyes were red, and he flew up and kicked Mr. Lin's crotch.
Later, everyone said that the masked man was too godly, and sure enough, he broke Mr. Lin's egg again. A long time later, there was a beautiful proverb circulating in Harvest Media: "Life is like Mr. Lin's egg, full of disasters and difficulties." ”