Chapter 8: The Beginning of Everything Is Difficult
Although Chen Xian is young, he is not naïve, and he will not take it for granted that as long as there is a good story, he will definitely become popular overnight and make a lot of money.
Good stories do not have to worry about the market, and gold will shine sooner or later, these truths are true, but the people who cite them often fail to shine immediately, and it takes a long time to get ahead.
And now, what he lacks most is time.
He had to repay the loan within ten days, and he couldn't accumulate it patiently, and he struggled. If you want to become popular overnight and win the favor of 10,000 people, you must go off the rails and attract people's attention.
As a modern man, he is no stranger to the concept of marketing.
He has seen all kinds of exaggerated drainage advertisements with no lower limit, and has also witnessed all kinds of film and television hype that have not been broadcast first, as well as the trivial hot search marketing of celebrities......
Although all kinds of similar behaviors disgusted and disgusting him, he has to admit that they can satisfy the audience's curiosity, quickly get the bad money in a short period of time, and become a trend-setting trendsetter.
This has made countless people brilliant, but it is also the sorrow of the times.
After living in the era of fast food that is entertained to death, can't you learn how to be exaggerated?
Chen Xian is not no, but a little sad.
Giao up!
He was wearing a cold equipment, and under the gaze of countless people, he put on the momentum of a crooked mouth god of war, strode forward, and sang loudly.
"My sword, where to go, love and hate, love is difficult to love;
I cut through the sky with a knife, right and wrong, understand or not......"
This song is called "Sword Like a Dream", the lyrics are catchy, the tune is bright and free, revealing an uninhibited spirit of the rivers and lakes, and it is a classic masterpiece of martial arts.
Chen Xian liked this song very much in his previous life, and often howled and sang it in the dormitory, not daring to rap how good it sounded, at least not to the point of urging people to pee. It's not just out of love.
He knows that swaggering through the market can only be sensational, and the most important thing is to make passers-by feel his unique charm and generate curiosity. With a sense of anticipation, there will be a desire to watch it.
"I am drunk, hazy, enmity and resentment, illusion and emptiness;
I wake up, a spring dream, life and death, everything is empty......"
This song is exquisite, exuding a refreshing smell like fine wine, and the artistic conception is misty, like the perception of a master after seeing through the red dust, obviously it can't come from a young man, but it was sung by the madman in front of him.
Talent and dress, the two form a strong contrast on Chen Xian's body, and they are clearly presented in front of passers-by. This contrast is the selling point, and it is also his intention.
Sure enough, after hearing his singing clearly, the spectators who were discussing just now looked at Chen Xian again, and the contempt in their eyes weakened, and they were a little more surprised.
"Hey, it's a bit interesting to sing, although it's different from our Jin people's rhythm style, it's quite pleasant to listen to!"
The uncle who was laughing at Chen Xian just now was so crazy that he couldn't help muttering a word while enjoying the tune in his ears.
The fat man next to him sighed and expressed disdain for his comment, "You know what a fart!" Listen to this word, sword, love and hate, right and wrong, drunk awakening, grievances, life and death, full of contradictions and entanglements...... Wonderful!"
This man seemed to have forgotten that he had also participated in the sarcasm of Chen Xian a moment ago.
At this time, Widow Zhang, who was carrying a vegetable basket, became impatient and glared at them fiercely, "Don't make noise, listen to him continue singing!"
Chen Xian walked by, stopped their comments in his ears, and couldn't help but perk up, knowing that the fish had taken the bait and his marketing strategy had worked.
He moves up sharply into the song's best chorus, which is the climax.
"Come and go in a hurry, I can't meet each other,
Love is also in a hurry, hate is in a hurry, everything is in a hurry.
Laugh wildly, sigh, live happily, mourn for a lifetime!
Who lives and dies with me!"
With a series of bursting short sentences, he was full of fighting spirit and his pace was getting faster and faster. At the same time, he brandished a cloth banner and a bamboo fan as if he were wielding a sword, and this action looked extremely magical.
But at this moment, everyone looked at his hands and dances, and no longer thought that he was crazy, knowing that this was caused by singing to the fullest, and they couldn't help themselves.
"Good song!"
Some people couldn't help but applaud.
The song was refreshing to them, especially the climax of the phrase, which seemed to explode like a whole series of artillery battles, igniting their emotions. How can you not be pleasant to hear such a crisp and crisp melody early in the morning!
The ghost made the gods send the ground, and everyone followed Chen Xian's steps and walked forward together.
There is nothing to do in the morning, they are idle anyway, they want to listen to Chen Xian sing, and they want to see what kind of medicine is being sold in this kid's gourd!
Chen Xian was afraid that the fish would unhook, so he didn't dare to delay for too long, and after singing again, he walked to the locust tree next to the road, inserted the cloth flag into the mud, and steadied his footing.
Xu is a beautiful man, and the position in which he stops is ideal. This street is the most prosperous area in the town, equivalent to the pedestrian street in the previous life, and opposite the shade of the trees, is the hottest restaurant in the town, Haiyan Building.
There are countless guests who come here to eat every day, and there is an endless stream, which is undoubtedly a huge flow for Chen Xian. As long as the book is wonderful, why not earn the rewards of those local tyrants?
This publicity effect will definitely crush the test water push of a certain website!
At this moment, he was facing the audience, being watched up close by more than a dozen pairs of eyes, and his heart was pounding. It was cold in late autumn, and he was dressed thinly, but his cheeks were red with shame, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
"Steady, don't be cowardly!"
He took a deep breath and clenched his fists, not having time to boil chicken soup for his soul, and barely squeezed out a stiff smile. When he spoke, he was trembling all over, and even a little out of voice.
"Storytelling, singing, and persuading people, the three avenues go to the center.
Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the right way in the world ~ is the vicissitudes of life!"
The ancients told stories and sang operas, and often recited a few lines of poetry at the beginning to stabilize the situation between the scenes, and at the same time played the role of clearing their throats and attracting the audience's attention to themselves, commonly known as fixed poems.
Chen Xian had never said anything before, and he was able to understand the set poems, which was entirely due to his roommates. Roommates love to listen to the cross talk of the head of Deyun Club Guo, and they must play a few paragraphs every night before going to bed, and they also turn up the volume proudly.
At first, he was very uncomfortable, but over time, he got used to it. I have to say that Guo Banzhu's cross talk is vulgar, which is really interesting and effective in promoting sleep.
Being able to remember this set poem is the result of subtle influence, and he never dreamed that one day, when he came out to walk the rivers and lakes, he would use it to come in handy.
After that, he learned from the style of Guo Banzhu, shook the corners of his robe, and made a formal appearance.
It's a pity that the conditions are limited, and there is no table and eye-catching around him, otherwise he can behave more professionally.
As soon as he recited the poem, everyone under the tree immediately reacted, understanding that he made this play today, it turned out to be to tell a story, and the interest in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
"Yo, that's a new word!"
"Don't say it, this kid looks like a horn!"
"New people, new poems, I hope he will tell new jokes!"
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There are no computers and mobile phones in this world, and the entertainment activities of the people are quite scarce.
Listening to books is one of their favorite ways to hear about it.
As long as the story is good, the storyteller will never worry about the lack of listeners, and it is the whole world that listens to them. But there are always only a few excellent ones, and there is no shortage of listeners in this world, but there is a lack of good storytellers and good stories.
Very scarce, very scarce, very scarce!
The most popular books in the past hundred years, such as "Fengyun List" and "The Biography of the Master", have been widely circulated in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and have long been said by countless people to be rotten, and even the audience is ripe, and the tradition can no longer be traditional.
Storytellers are in dire need of innovation, but the word "new" is so light that it is easier said than done.
In this way, it can be understood why the people under the tree are immediately full of anticipation as soon as they listen to the poem, not because they have not seen the world, but because they have seen too much of the world.
Chen Xian's new songs and new poems made them refreshed and saw new hope. In contrast, the immaturity and nervousness of his demeanor are completely negligible.
They were intently staring at Chen Xian curiously, wanting to hear him tell the story officially.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, saw everyone's expressions in his eyes, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and began to recite the lines he had made up last night.
"It is said that in the far east, there is a city of Utan, which is crossed by a quicksand river and is divided into two parts, east and west. For thousands of years, there has been a legendary story in the local area......"
That's right, what he wants to say is "Breaking the Sky"!
But he did not copy the book as it was, starting with the famous "Three Sections of Fighting Power", but combined with the actual conditions, ingenious, and revised the entry point.
The most classic stalk is "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the poor youth". This sentence may become a household name in the future, and he wants to explain clearly first, what kind of river it is.
It's called the quicksand river, there's nothing wrong with it!
"What I want to talk about today is how the young Xiao Yan, in the case of a deserted foundation, how to be tenacious and unyielding, in the face of great shame and humiliation, set a three-year covenant, and how to overcome thorns and thorns and fight through the sky!"
Another important reason why he changed the beginning is that in the original Dou Po book, the protagonist Xiao Yan is actually a traverser.
The concept of "crossing" itself is not difficult to explain, but he does not dare to explain it.
He can't let the people of this world know that there is still such an operation. Otherwise, it is not excluded that someone is delicate and can guess his true origin.
At that point, the situation is not pretty. After all, with the scourge of Hades ahead, the shadow area in the hearts of the world is too large, and no new visitors from outside the world will be welcomed.
Regardless of whether it is a simple and crude invasion or the so-called soul crossing, the phrase "if you are not of my race, your heart will be different" will work anywhere......