A variety show recording backstage.

Song Guangyao clenched his fists, his face pale.

Just now.

He was notified by the program team.

Artists who are bigger than him want to participate in the show and replace one person on stage, and the number of places that was replaced finally fell on his head, just because he was the smallest person on stage.

"Damn!"

Song Guangyao's teeth itched.

It wasn't the first time he'd encountered something like this, and he had nothing else to do but sulk.

"Brother Yao, dissipate your anger!" Sun Meiqi comforted, "When you become a first-line singer, you will be invited to this broken show, but you won't come." ”

"That's right."

Song Guangyao took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down.

Sun Meiqi wanted to speak and stopped.

Song Guangyao noticed Sun Meiqi's strange appearance, and said coldly, "If you have something, just say it, hiding it is not like your previous style." ”

Sun Meiqi pursed her lips and said, "Let's talk while walking, there's no point in continuing to stay here." ”

"Okay."

on the van.

"Say it." Song Guangyao said with a cold face.

"The phenomenal song composed by Wu is on sale today." Sun Meiqi said slowly.

"Oh? How are the sales? Who's the singer?" Song Guangyao was slightly surprised.

"The singer is a newcomer, and the current sales are 22 million!" Maggie Sun said truthfully.

Song Guangyao was not too surprised, but joked, "It's not very high, if I sing it, the sales volume can exceed 30 million on the first day!"

Sun Meiqi nodded and continued, "What I want to say is that that newcomer is lucky, and he is likely to step into the second-tier ranks in one fell swoop, and then ......"

Song Guangyao was instantly awe-inspiring and silent.

The company's resources are limited, and for each more competitor, each person will share one less point of resources, and the difficulty of promotion to the front line will increase accordingly.

In the past, he disdained to participate in small activities to attract popularity, and he couldn't afford to pay attention to it.

"The company intends to ask you to participate in next month's Xingrui Avenue, what do you think?" Maggie Sun asked.

"If you can, you can go, if you don't go, you won't have a chance for me." Song Guangyao said slightly decadently.

……

Office of the Superintendent.

Ji Mina sat in her seat, looking at the sales of the two major music software, and was silent.

Up to now.

"Ordinary Road" sold more than 22 million, which is far from the amount she expected, and if some auxiliary publicity measures are not taken, it will be good if the final sales can reach 40 million.

And.

With the release of Wu Fan's two new songs, the fame of the four singers has been greatly improved, and she has to pay attention to it.

Taking advantage of the popularity of new online songs, offline auxiliary publicity is quickly carried out, which can not only maximize the popularity of singers, but also further promote sales.

Once you miss the golden three-day promotion period of a new song, the publicity effect will be greatly reduced, after all, there are countless new songs released every day, and it always feels like you are tired of listening to a song several times.

Therefore.

The sooner the offline auxiliary publicity, the better.

After sorting out her thoughts, Ji Mina directly dialed a phone call and went out.

"A press conference will be held at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning to inform the four newcomers that they must participate, and they will bear the consequences if they don't."

"Each of the two new songs is equipped with a MV, and the singer decides whether to appear on camera or not."

"If there are any activities to show their faces in the near future, arrange them and brush up on their presence."

"Find some self-media and write some eye-catching topics around the four or new songs."

……

Ji Meina said a lot, and Deng Xiaomei on the other end of the phone recorded them one by one.

"By the way, you help me keep an eye on Wu's movements, but anyone from other entertainment companies who comes into contact with him has to report to me."

"Okay."

……

Office.

Wu Fan copied the book and flew up.

8 p.m.

He uploaded and published all the manuscripts on time.

Book Review Area.

"King's Landing is not only Emperor Heiyang, but also General Hei Yuwen, talent!"

"Wow~ It turned out to be General Li who changed the dynasty, and his four sons are so fierce!"

"The new emperor must be Li Shimin, I bet ten packs of spicy strips."

……

After casually browsing through a few book reviews, Wu Fan quit the novel website.

Instead, he boarded the V-blog, which he hadn't been on for several days.

Wu Fan posted a message first: New songs are on sale, do you have a favorite genre?

Within a few moments, the comments sprang up.

"After listening to your song, I am more motivated to move bricks."

"I'm ordinary, my heart is great."

"I have wine to complain about the ordinary, and those who say it are sad and those who hear it cry."

……

Most of the comments revolve around "Ordinary Road", which shows that this song has resonated with too many people.

Wu Fan looked at the comments under King's Landing again.

"No one can take my three-board axe, if I take it, I will admit defeat!"

"I'm the best in the world in terms of force, but it's a pity that ...... God is jealous!"

"The righteous will win the world, and the cruel will lose the world."

……

Commenting everything works fine.

He quit V-Bo.

Decided to go back to sleep.

in the living room.

An Ziyi wrapped a thin bath towel and deliberately dangled in front of Wu Fan.

Wu Fan knew the other party's intentions very well, so he didn't bother to talk nonsense, and went straight to his bedroom.

Without waiting for him to lock the door, An Ziyi stepped in and sat on the edge of the bed as if no one was around.

"What are you doing?" Wu Fan jumped in shock.

An Ziyi stared at Wu Fan directly, with a thick smile on the corner of her mouth, and said sweetly, "Wu Chuangchuang has helped me too much, I can't repay it, I can only pay it with my body." ”

"No, I don't."

Wu Fan turned sideways and opened the door, forcing himself not to look at An Ziyi's body.

"Wu Creation, are you still a man~" An Ziyi was coquettish, boldly lay on her side on the bed, and put on a sultry pose.

Wu Fan squinted at this scene, only to feel his heart beating faster.

This moment.

As long as he wants, he can get the stunner in front of him.

But......

He once promised his girlfriend that he would never do anything to be sorry for her.

"You get out!" Wu Fan tried to calm himself, "If you don't go out, the next new song will be gone." ”

An Ziyi covered her mouth and "giggled", not eating this set at all.

Under Wu Fan's gaze, An Ziyi pinched the lower corner of the bath towel and deliberately lifted it up, and her slender legs were immediately revealed.

She flicked her chest again, and the career line was slowly revealed to the deep V, and there was the intention of continuing to open wide.

Wu Fan turned his head with great difficulty.

"Then you can sleep in this room."

He went out of the bedroom and went straight to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.

Bang!

Ka~

The door to the restroom is locked.

A hot body hugged Wu Fan tightly behind him.

"Wu Creation, I like you! Don't refuse me~" An Ziyi said with a slightly trembling voice.

Wu Fan stiffened, letting the cold water flow.

Now.

Only one thought crossed his mind.

"Yinyin, I'm sorry! I broke my promise......"

……

After the clouds and rain.

"I'm the one who has a girlfriend."

Wu Fan lay on the bed without an image, and his mood was very complicated.

An Ziyi nested beside Wu Fan like a cat, quietly listening to the other party's heartbeat.

"I know!" An Ziyi muttered, "I don't care. ”

"But I care." Wu Fan said bitterly.

"Don't think so much!" An Ziyi comforted, "Hurt me well now, and I'll talk about it later......"

……

Morning.

Wu Fan got up tiredly.

An Ziyi was still asleep, with a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth.

He tiptoed out of the bedroom and was startled by Zhao Beibei sitting in the living room.

Without waiting for Wu Fan to speak, Zhao Beibei took a sip directly, and said angrily, "Scumbag!" ”

Wu Fan was very embarrassed and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

He had to wash up and go to work.

Wait for Wu Fan to leave.

An Ziyi walked out of the bedroom sleepily, and saw Zhao Beibei sitting on the sofa with two dark circles under her eyes, and wondered, "Your eye circles are so obvious, didn't you sleep well last night?" ”

Zhao Beibei was instantly angry, and said unhappily, "You ...... last night Yes...... So loud, can I sleep? ”

An Ziyi was stunned for a moment, and instantly blushed like a ripe apple.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Beibei rolled her eyes, "Phew! Scumbag! ”

……

Walk to the gate of the building.

Wu Fan looked at the crowd of people in the square, and suddenly remembered that today was Sunday and he didn't need to go to work.

If you go back to your accommodation......

He didn't know how to face the two of them, so he simply went out for a walk and relaxed.

West Lake, also known as West Lake, has been a tourist attraction since ancient times.

Wind lotus in the courtyard, remnant snow on the broken bridge, and the moon in the three pools......

Wu Fan shuttled through every scenic spot, leaving his own footprints.

Go back to the bottom of the tower.

Busy.

Wu Fan stopped here, stunned.

In this time and space, there are many scenery of West Lake, but no one knows the Leifeng Pagoda, and there is no legend of the white snake that has been passed down for thousands of years, which is not a pity.

But......

A calligraphy and painting street has been formed here, not only selling some famous poetry and paintings, but also artists selling their art here.

"Sir, I see that you are magnificent, your face is extraordinary, and it only takes twenty to take a photo under the tower."

"Beauty, stay! My calligraphy and painting is a picture of a beautiful woman, you buy it back and hang it at home, it is absolutely high-grade! ”

"If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, light makeup and thick ink are always appropriate! Good poems, frame them for me, and I'll take them away and give them away. ”

……

Just a few moments.

Wu Fan was sold more than a dozen calligraphy and paintings, and more than a dozen people asked for his portrait recently.

In the spirit of playing, he picked up those calligraphy and paintings and admired them casually.

Not to mention, it looks pretty good.

And there are a lot of people who buy it, almost every person has a pair.

It's just that......

These people's hobby of calligraphy and painting is a bit too serious, right?

It seems that the level of love is higher than the music.

This scene gave Wu Fan an illusion, just like dreaming back to ancient times, and the people of that era were particularly fond of poetry.

He couldn't help but wonder, has the culture of poetry been continued to this day?

"Ask for poetry! Ask for poetry! Broken sentences, broken sentences...... All of them, one sentence is not too little, ten sentences is not too much. ”

Suddenly.

The alternative cries attracted Wu Fan's attention.

Follow the sound to squeeze into the crowd.

Ahead.

An old man with gray hair.

He sat on a stool, waving a puff fan, shouting from a recorded horn.

"Ask for poetry! Ask for poetry! Broken sentences, broken sentences...... All of them, one sentence is not too little, ten sentences are not too much, and the goods are paid. ”

"Fill in the poems and fill in the gaps, one word is not too little, five words is not too much, and the level is given money."

In front of the old man was a simple stall, filled with many wooden pages with broken sentences and broken sentences.

"I'll try."

"I'll try it too."

"It's so hard! I can't. ”

"Who...... The West Lake is good, and the scenery is endless. What should I fill in in the middle......"

"Favorite...... Insufficient...... Baisati. The lack of words is so great, who has the ability to fill it? ”

……

There was a steady stream of participants and complainers.

Wu Fan became interested, squeezed forward again, and approached the stall.

He picked up a wooden page and examined it.

"Outside the mountain, the green mountain building ......, the West Lake singing and dancing ......"

At first glance, this poem seems to have an impression, but Wu Fan can't remember it for a while.

But.

The best way to interpret poetry is to read it aloud, read it a few more times, and then you may remember it.

Under the surprised gaze of others, he read aloud as if no one was shaking his head, over and over again.

"Outside the mountain, the green mountain building ......, the West Lake singing and dancing ......"

"Outside the mountain, the green mountain building ......, the West Lake sings and dances...... When......"

"Outside the Mountain, Qingshan Building...... Outer building, West Lake singing and dancing...... When will it be closed? ”

"That's right! It's this, I remember. ”

Wu Fan grinned.

He can still remember a lot of these famous sentences, but when it comes to the whole poem and the source, he is not clear.