MTL - Godly Stay-Home Dad-Chapter 133 Purpura

"He, to send a wave of welfare, there are people who want to ask for songs, you can go to Mr. Han Yang's meager message, this is a chance to get the song of Mr., his meager name is called Hanyang."

"Okay, I’m finished, now, my concert is over, thank you."

Xue Qian waved to many fans and ended this unprecedented grand concert.

That night, Xue Qian’s message at the concert spread.

The words after the last beginner are also known. Of course, some of the fans who know Xue Qian are some musicians or media companies.

At this time, the management of Dynasty Entertainment.

Majestic held a temporary video conference.

"Have you heard about the cold sun?" said Ma Qi, who came to the door.

In the video, there are five other people, four men and one woman, all of whom are subordinates of Majestic.

One of the men nodded and said: "I heard that I just went to the chilly chilly look of the cold, and it turned out to be a newly applied number. Even the big v is not."

"I have also seen it." The woman who was nearly 30 years old replied: "There is only one dynamic about the song, either it is just touching the meager, or it is a trumpet. Anyway, I can confirm that he is a cold sun because Xue Qiangang A meager message was issued, and Aite’s is him.”

"Even if he is, I don't think we need to worry too much. Let's take a look at the situation and say that if people just say something, let's get together, it seems that our dynasty entertainment is unbearable!" said a middle-aged man.

"Well, it makes sense, but I can be sure. Since that Hanyang has come up with such a thing, let the company's third-line singer go to the message and try it. If he can write a boutique song, let the first-line singer Going to the song, let's talk about the situation, this kind of thing is urgent." Meiqi nodded.

Such a scene, of course, is not only happening here at Majestic. Some media companies all over the country have opened a temporary meeting because of this news. After all, from the quality of the three songs, there is really no pick, the boutique is Fine products can be seen from the hot reaction of the market.

At the same time, their decision is similar to that of Majestic. The first-line singers naturally have their cards, and the meager appearance of Hanyang makes them feel that they want to carry out a propaganda. Then the company’s first-line singers sneak a message to others, but this is Free to publicize, and no matter which first-line singer, the first to leave a message, it is a bit of a loss.

Although he has produced three new songs in Hanyang, it seems to everyone that Xue Qian’s two days of these three songs are absolutely nothing.

For these large-scale media and entertainment companies, they have a head and face, naturally do not want to be the leader, and just wrote the songs of the three songs, they do not deserve to deliberately do something for him, even if it is a message This little thing.

Of course, there is another kind of picture, they are individual artists without a company.

At this time in the ice market in the Mainland, a couple of men and women are watching the video of Xueqian concert from the Internet.

At the end of the day, their faces were a little excited.

“Really? Going to leave a message, you have a chance to get a boutique song?”

This couple is a combination of musicians. The man's name is Wei Chengdong and the woman's name is Xu Lan. Their combination is called wx. They take the first voice of the two surnames. They usually post songs on the Internet, several music software. The number of fans added was less than 10,000, and the two felt a lot of pressure.

At this time, I saw such a welfare that the songwriters who had moved out of the three fine songs by Xue, and both of them were tempted.

"Go and see his meagerness." Xu Lan hurriedly opened the meager with a laptop and searched for the words Hanyang.

"Hey? Is this true? How come even with a picture?" Wei Chengdong said with some doubts.

"That's this, look at the message below Xueqian." Xu Lan looked at the picture to the lower side and pointed to the screen.

"It's really!" Wei Chengdong looked at his eyes carefully. Some envious voices said: "There is a difference in the propaganda effect of a big singer. It took only two hours for the concert. The meager number of fans broke 50,000. ”

I think of their own meager fans, more than three thousand, and my heart is not low.

"You don't have to envy others, we just want to work hard for our dreams." Xu Lan comforted and said: "We also leave a message below."

"Haha, OK." Wei Chengdong shook his head, not thinking about those, saying: "How do we write?"

"Write it like this: Dear Hanyang....."

"No, no, no respect!" Wei Chengdong shook his head again and again, his girlfriend and others said dear, his heart was awkward.

"Oh..." Xu Lan smiled, whited him and said: "That is called respect."

So she made a paragraph under Weibo: Dear Mr. Han Yang, I am a combination of wx, a very popular combination, music is our dream, we saw Xue Da’s concert and I knew what you said. I hope that Mr. Hanyang’s songs will be available, but... regardless of whether the songs are there or not, we all wish that Mr. Han Yang can get better and better in his own career.

Sending a message, Wei Chengdong and Xu Lan looked at each other and smiled.

They actually feel that the probability of getting a song is very low and very low, because after all, they have no popularity, and they think that Mr. Han Yang’s move is also to make a name for himself. Of course, I have to find some obvious second-line second-line singers. This kind of thing is also very good. It is hard to turn to them.

But there is such a glimmer of hope, they will try some, this feeling is like trying to win the lottery.

There are also a lot of situations like them, all of which are left with the idea of ​​trying.

On the other hand, when Zi Yan returned to the restaurant, her face was a bit tired, not only because of her work, but also because her first-day sales were very bad, and she could even describe it with a bad word.

Although the album market is relatively cold, but there is also a set of reference standards, the first day is over 10,000 is the quality of the ordinary album, the first day over 50,000 is a small achievement, over 100,000 is a boutique album, and only some super hot The first-line singer will break through 200,000.

Then the focus is on, Zi Yan's album, the daily sales are only more than a thousand, although only after 12 hours, but the results are very attached to the bad word.

Some of the sables get angry, and when they are exhausted, they don't want to toss. They stay with the Zhou Fei and stay in the restaurant to sleep.

In the middle of the night, the purple scorpion will sprout and sleep, lying in bed with some insomnia, while the side of Zhou Fei did not sleep, while holding a mobile phone to see Xue Qiang's concert video, while holding the office phone, from time to time to view the purple 妍The album and other situations.

"How is the album sold?" Zi Yan asked softly.

"More than 1,700." Zhou Fei took off the headphones and replied with a low voice.

"Oh."

The purple scorpion responded with a loss in tone.

When she first entered the entertainment circle, the first album, the first day of sales had broken 30,000, and now it has not yet reached two thousand, this can not help but let Zi Zi think of a sentence: Lian Po old can still eat rice no ?

Ziyan returned to the entertainment circle and wanted to come back. It was a difficult road, but she did not expect the road to be so difficult!

I thought that when she returned to the imperial entertainment, she would be vigorously cultivated by the company. Then the things that come back will be more effective, but now it seems that things are not as expected.

"That, how about the sales of the album?" Zi Zi said some loss.

She was more confident than Xu Ruoyu, but now that she heard the sales of her album, the confidence of Zi Yan disappeared completely.

"She..." Zhou Fei hesitated, his face complex and said; "Her album has just broken through 20,000."

"Two thousand." Purple eyes raised a trace of sadness.

"Sister, I think..." Zhou Fei wants to comfort herself.

After the words have not finished, Zi Yan shook his head slightly and said: "Sleep, work things will be said tomorrow."

Zi Yan said that she was leaning over her body, her eyes flickered and looked out the window. The tiredness in her eyes was getting deeper and deeper. Gradually, her eyes floated on the sleeping cute body, watching her daughter’s cute and delicate cheeks. The heart of Zi Yan is gentle.

The next morning, when Zi Zi got up, his face looked awkward. After washing, they sat in the living room on the second floor.

Zi Yan thought for a moment, sighed and said: "Fifi, let's go to work."

"Now?" Zhou Fei said in confusion.

"Ok."

"Don't eat breakfast?" Zhang Han asked strangely as he combed his hair.

"There is no appetite." Some of the sables are on fire, even if it is the food made by Zhang Han, the attraction to her has also been reduced a lot.

"How about not eating breakfast? Is it enough to eat fried rice and clear noodles? Then I will do something else for you." Zhang Han shook his head slightly.

"Yes, Ma Ma wants to have a meal with Meng Meng, and when I have enough to go to work." Meng Meng said with a small mouth and a serious face.

After seeing the words, Zi Yan looked at Zhang Han. This looks like the first time he said something to himself.

"That line, Ma Ma will accompany you to finish your meal and go to work." Zi Yan smiled softly.

With Zhang Han’s concern, her low mood has improved.

After Zhang Han combed his hair, he went straight down the stairs and drove to Xinyueshan to take some cucumbers and tomatoes.

It was the **** and the little black goods. During the period, they were always accompanied by Zhang Han. The **** body was not intentional or unintentional. It blocked the line of sight between Zhang Han and the chicken, and there was a little expression on his face. .

If you can talk, it will say in your heart: Huh... You shouldn’t eat so many chickens, this can be done!

Under the influence of the big black, in just two days, the two goods had killed twelve chickens. It was only after eating and eating that the number of chickens looked far, like a gap, so the black preparation Eat adult ducks and big geese a little, at least keep the balance in balance!

But I didn't expect that I had just slaughtered two big geese, and I was about to ignite. Zhang Han came up. This made the two guys startled. I quickly hurried the fire. The thief ran back to the pet area and was sitting in the corner. 'I am the baby's expression.