The next day.

Wang Mo got up very early, and he looked at the system panel as soon as possible.

[Name: Wang Mo]

[Age: 22]

[Height: 180cm (strongly requested by the host, actual height 179cm)]

[Appearance: 90]

[Reputation: -23,721,178]

[Item: None]

[Lottery: None]

[Mall: Not open yet]

[Mission: None]

The task column has been completed, and the status of no task is displayed yet.

Since the tasks of the system are all randomly released, this is not surprising to him.

What surprised Wang Mo was the prestige column.

"Huh? The prestige has actually risen to minus 23 million! ”

Unexpectedly, in just one night, his reputation skyrocketed by more than one million again.

And at the moment, the prestige is still rising.

Obviously, the prestige of this rise comes from the live broadcast of "West Building" last night.

"It's still the impact of the live broadcast."

Wang Mo nodded secretly, if he came to a few similar live broadcasts in the future, wouldn't he be able to accumulate tens of millions of prestige?

Of course, he knew that last night was a special situation, and it would be difficult to have a second time.

But opportunities, as long as you look for them, can always be found.

……

Wash.

Brushing.

I was about to go to the office.

The phone rings.

After a glance, it showed that it was a mobile phone number in Beijing?

Wang Mo pressed it casually, he didn't have any friends in the capital, this kind of phone call, nine times out of ten it was a fraud.

Soon, however, the call came in again.

Wang Mo casually connected: "Brother, I don't buy insurance, I don't buy tea, I don't invest, and I don't have a financial plan, you ......."

The voice did not fall.

An old voice interrupted him: "Good boy, you are still the first person who dares to hang up on me." ”

There was a familiarity in the voice.

Wang Mo was stunned, and then said in great surprise: "He...... He Lao? Is that you? Why did you call me? ”

He Zhixing snorted: "What? Am I being worshipped or how to drop? Can't I give you a call? It was a shame that I finally asked for your phone number, but your kid actually scolded me for being a salesman. ”

"Uh-uh......"

Wang Mo's voice concealed his embarrassment: "Old He, I really didn't expect that you could take the initiative to contact me." ”

Last time I went to the capital, the other party didn't give me contact information.

Today, I took the initiative to get in touch.

Who would have thought that?

He Zhixing said: "There is no need for accidents, just with the "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" you wrote last night, you have the qualifications for me to take the initiative to contact you." You kid, I really didn't expect it...... Last time you were in the capital, you were still hiding it. None of us old men have found that you have such a talent for modern poetry. With this modern poem you have written, none of my students can compare to you. ”

"He Lao, you praise falsely."

Wang Mo said modestly: "I just wrote a poem, how can I compare with your students." ”

He Zhixing said angrily: "I just wrote a poem?" You're saying it lightly. If one of my students could write poems that stood side by side, I would be proud of them all my life...... By the way, there is nothing else to call today. It's just the last time I said that I invited you to come to my house to sit, do you want to come? ”

Wang Mo hurriedly said: "It's my honor, I just have nothing to do here, and I'll bother you in two days." ”

Originally, even if He Zhixing didn't contact him, he would go to the capital.

After all, during the live broadcast last night, he also promised a netizen to connect with He Zhixing.

Unexpectedly, he hadn't taken action yet, but He Zhixing took the initiative to call.

He Zhixing was also simply: "Okay, then it's decided, come to Qingbei Shengyin Institute to find me in two days." ”

"Okay."

After Wang Mo hung up the phone, he pondered for a while.

He always felt that He Zhixing should not deliberately contact himself because of a poem.

After all, although "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" is good, but He Zhixing's identity and status are there, how can he take the initiative to invite him because of a poem?

"The old man's mind is more difficult to guess than that of a girl......"

Wang Mo shook his head and put this matter aside for the time being.

Anyway, it is a good thing that He Lao invited himself to go to the capital, and other things will be talked about later.

……

After returning to the company, Yuan Xiong immediately pulled Wang Mo to the office.

At this moment, Yuan Xiong stared at the two dark circles under his eyes, obviously not sleeping all night.

Seeing Wang Mo staring at him, Yuan Xiong explained: "I had a one-night meeting last night, and in response to your live broadcast, the company once again made a new set of supporting plans to cooperate with your live broadcast. ”

Wang Mo smiled: "The planning department and the operation department didn't kill you?" ”

Hearing this, Yuan Xiong's expression was a little unnatural.

Since Wang Mo's live broadcast, in a short period of time, the company's plan for Wang Mo has been greatly changed several times, and almost every time it has been overturned and redone.

No way.

Who would have thought that Wang Mo, a pervert, would not follow the usual path every time he broadcast live?

So after each live broadcast, the company can only change the previous strategy.

Thereupon.

In a word, the high-level employees can only work overtime.

There was a pause.

Yuan Xiong said seriously: "Wang Mo, have you ever written any other poems?" ”

Wang Mo's vigilance rose: "What do you want to do?" ”

Yuan Xiong said: "Now you are very popular on the whole network, and your positive image and talent have been established." If you seize this opportunity to read a few more poems in the live broadcast, under the promotion of the company, it is not a dream to break 10 million fans. ”

An anchor with tens of millions of fans, the earning power basically does not belong to the second- and third-tier stars!

Poem.

Of course Wang Mo has.

But he hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head decisively: "I didn't write it!" ”

Which of the poems I got is the best of the best, and I can't just take it out and waste it in the live broadcast.

Seeing that Wang Mo refused simply, Yuan Xiong couldn't tell the truth from the fake for a while, so he had to say, "That's okay." In the next live broadcast, you can stabilize the heat for the time being, but after a while, the company may let you try to make money from live broadcasting, and you are a little mentally prepared. ”

"Hmm."

Wang Mo nodded.

The end of the live broadcast is to bring goods, of course, the company can't keep him from doing live broadcasts for profit, this is simply impossible.

Yuan Xiong continued: "There is a second thing, which is about songs. ”

Wang Mo looked at Yuan Xiong.

Yuan Xiong said: "The company has recently invested in the production of a large-scale Xianxia TV series, which is currently being filmed. The theme song and interlude have been decided, but the ending song is still in the air. Because of the huge investment in this TV series, and the people who participate in it are also top stars in the film and television industry, the company still attaches great importance to the ending song. Originally, the company wanted to spend a lot of money on songs. But because of the existence of you, a 'wordless' composer, the person in charge of the TV series asked someone to find me and ask your opinion, do you have time to write a song for this TV series? ”

"Oh?"

Wang Mo raised his eyebrows.

Yuan Xiong said with a smile: "You said before that fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders. That's why the company is looking for you. And you can rest assured, the price of this kind of customized song is generally very high, and the revenue and share that should belong to you will not be less than a cent. Now it's up to you to pick it up or not. ”

Wang Mo blinked, and did not respond immediately, but said, "Brother Xiong, let me take a look at the outline of the script first." ”

"Okay!"

Yuan Xiong had already prepared, took out a stack of script documents from the briefcase next to him and handed them over.