novellhall Chapter 93 093 "Preference" Raise a Hand
Chapter 93 093 "Preference" Raise a Hand
Chapter 93 093 "Preference" raises a hand
July 7, Rongcheng.
Huhuhu, the air conditioner internal unit swept the wind up and down, and the cold air was exhaled.
Ye Qin did not stay in the Shanghai market, but followed the Xian 3 publicity team to the second stop of the road show.
Xianjian Xiaopen friends heard that they were hacked by the whole network, and they were all indignant.
Brother Hu even planned to meet him and give him a brief clarification.
Hu, you are righteous enough!
"I've already said hello to Tianya, Yingshan is handling it, and the black posts in the entertainment gossip area are basically controlled."
Ye Qin breathed a sigh of relief.
This time, he took the initiative to contact Cai Yinong, originally just to clarify the black material, so as not to affect the cooperation of "Step by Step Jingxin".
Unexpectedly, the head teacher of the Tangren kindergarten, Aiwu Jiwu, stepped in directly, and the Tangren tap water from Tianya immediately rushed to the Heizi navy.
There is no post left, a lawyer's letter from the entertainment circle of later generations, I don't like this in 09, we will see you in court!
"Thank you, Mr. Cai."
"Let's help you clear up the posts, otherwise we will mislead and influence fans and netizens. I really think we Tang people have found an inferior artist."
"Don't do it, you have to keep these." Ye Qin's tone of Bai Jingqi in "The Gate of the Mansion" was sloppy, and the imitation of Beijing movies was full of flavor.
"Why do you keep the black manuscripts and black posts?" Cai Yinong wondered.
Ye Qin hooked his lips, the black draft was reversed, and the counterattack turned red, isn't it fragrant?
Have you even heard of bullying?
The black material and dirty water of the top idols in later generations not only come from the black public relations of competitors, but even secretly buy water army to black themselves.
This kind of black hot search topic can arouse fans' love for idol idols. My brother jumped from the eighteenth floor and his nails were cracked. How can you bear to spray him!
A kind of pity and empathy will make fans feel that idols are miserable, giving birth to girlfriends and mothers who must protect him, and from passers-by fans may become die-hard fans.
After listening to Cai Yinong, he called out a good guy, and he almost didn't swear. You motherfucker is really a genius!
It was not a hint until he hung up the phone, but it was already an explicit statement. Ye Qin felt that he seemed to be reserved by the Tang people, and it must be it.
What are you thinking!
Although Yongle is small and Yongle is poor, looking for Yang Man now, except calling 666 double-click, you won't be able to make money, but it has the flavor of freedom!
Ye Qin was honest, paid out of his own pocket, and used the remuneration of "Xianjian 3" to buy a sailor.
Anyway, there is "Preference", which can make a lot of money, not only for commercial performances, but paying for a single ringtone is a big cake.
Before the rise of self-made ringtones on the Internet, mobile phone operation of ringtones was paid for.
It costs 2 yuan to download a CRBT, and the company operator takes half each, and the singer can raise 5% to 15%, which is about 5 cents.
It seems very rare, but if it is from the post-60s to the post-90s, they have experienced the popularity of the color ringtones.
Walking through the streets and alleys, there are "On the Moon", "Two Butterflies", "Pray for Buddha" and "My Name is Xiao Sang Sang".
It is equivalent to the short video era of later generations, similar to "Wild Wolf disco", it is called a fashionable fashion!
Milk Tea Lun, the single "Rosemary" released in 07, has reached 1215.7 million downloads. According to the information of 2 yuan per song, his Alpha Company can get 1216 million.
As for Ye Qin, there is no record company and no middleman to make the difference.
Direct cooperation with the three major operating leaders, although the tap is higher, but the more you pay and the more you earn.
In the past life, how many downloads did "Preference" have?
Gently slapped his forehead, he still had no clue, he simply stopped tangled, and did not seek to earn him a small goal of [-] million like "Mouse Loves Rice", six or seven figures are appropriate!
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"Love, before it came, the world suddenly changed."
Shen Cong was over the summer vacation, shirtless and loose pants, the TV beside him played the opening song of Xian 3.
He sat in the computer chair, the keyboard crackling and beeping non-stop.
As a loyal guardian of the dog bar, he is madly and passionately fighting against black fans and rhythm netizens, and neither can conquer each other.
"Turtle son, if you play games, just play games obediently, watch what kind of TV, and give me the remote control!"
Fatty Shen, a big fat man, watched "Xianjian 3" playing on the TV and "Fantasy Westward Journey" hanging on the computer, scolding: "Give the computer to Lao Tzu, and play some mahjong!"
"No!"
Shen Cong shouted, and then continued to output in the chat box of Fantasy Westward Journey: "How come there is no acting skills in Zhonglou, that kind of evil charm, that kind of domineering, you find someone else to compare!"
"Yan Yikuan, isn't he just cutting Hu resources, Yan Yikuan is much more handsome than him!"
"He's a singer. If he doesn't sing well, he ran to be an actor. It's really ugly."
"Milk tealun doesn't also go to play, why can't he act as a 'little milk tealun'?" Shen Cong replied.
"How can he be compared with Jay Chou? It's amazing to copy two Chinese-style songs. If he has the ability, he will release a new song, and then another one will hit me in the face!"
The chat records of several people were quickly overwhelmed by the sea of information swiping by the World Channel.
"Xianjian 3 is on the air!"
"There are only two episodes to be broadcast, and one more episode can't be broadcast on weekends. It's not enough to watch!"
"Why hasn't the goddess Xiyao appeared yet? The makeup photos are so beautiful. I'll be thankful for the flowers."
"Heavy buildings are disgusting, if you do anything, you will die if you blaspheme my goddess!"
Fantasy Westward Journey is in each server and district, and countless player episodes are at the gate of Chang'an City, rooftops, Aolaiguo and other places, chatting freely about the plot and gossip of Xianjian 3, and various barrages are madly brushing Yang Xiaomi and Tang Yan.
"Stop talking, you gangsters!"
Shen Cong slapped the mouse a few times angrily, and retreated to the water group of licking dogs created by the end of the three swords.
"Brother Sandao, the wind is retreating, I'm leaving the group!"
"Brother Sandao, our successors have to talk about eight honors and eight shames, and we can't follow inferior stars. I will quit the group."
In a large group of 500 people, 19 messages of quitting the group popped up in an instant. This is the seventh time.
Shen Cong turned his face up, leaning back on the sofa chair weakly, doubting himself: "Am I really a fan of the wrong person, is it really a real hammer, or why didn't Ye Qin clarify?"
Turning his head to the side, in the sad eyes, it was the appearance of love.
The love-hate relationship between Xu Changqing and Zixuan was played on the TV.
In the first life, acquaintance and love, holding the hand of the son, would rather die than lose, fall off a cliff for love.
In the second life, to continue the front line, the reincarnated forestry Ping broke his precepts and returned to the secular world, and Zi Xuan, who was waiting for it, finally achieved a positive result, and the wedding room flower candle.
The lingering beginning and the tortuous and deplorable result deeply attracted Shen Cong, a single dog.
I thought it would be a happy ending. Ye Qin was present, and he would definitely complain. Young people and costume idols should watch less sadomasochism dramas!
Suddenly, a couple who were in a sharp downturn and were in harmony, because of the "Liu Fang", a misunderstanding occurred, and their relationship broke down. Zi Xuan was disheartened and left a letter and returned to Nanzhao.
"Dog screenwriter!" Shen Cong was completely immersed in the plot and blurted out.
"Tell me, 'I don't like horse masks'!"
Lin Linping on the screen, eating the vinegar of his previous life, smashing the mask booth, full of anger, staring blankly at Zi Xuan, just at this moment, the episode came slowly:
"Cancel yesterday, now you are in front of me, I want to love, please give me a chance."
The low tone, the lyrical melody, and the layers of emotions in the tactful, slightly hoarse voice are like sandpaper, grinding people's hearts.
"In love with you, I don't retreat. I said, I don't dodge, I have to do it."
Ye Qin signed up for a series of voice training courses, and his vocal level was not as good as that of the national team's big devil.
Actors are not singers, but in the four eyes of "sound stage performance", they also pay attention to "sound". There is no voice supporting the lines, just like an engine without fuel.
Could it be that the real mouse Noble, counts 12345, and then generates income for the dubbing teacher?
With a thousand turns and a thousand twists and turns, the emotions are constantly accumulating and accumulating, accompanied by a sad tone and a heart-wrenching picture, Shen Cong's eyes are dull, and he is immersed in it and can't extricate himself.
Across a screen, through ordinary speakers, the empathy ability of Ye Qin's voice is still incomparable.
"I prefer to love if I don't listen to it. I will work harder to love and let you understand."
"There is no other way to go!"
The clear and transparent high-pitched sound is like pushing away the clouds, and the foreshadowing emotions burst out.
Shen Cong shivered coldly, his spine trembled from top to bottom, and then until the end of "The pain is also very pleasant", goose bumps appeared on the skin.
Take it easy, take it easy.
"Turtle son, the TV series is over, give me the remote control!"
Fatty Shen shouted, Shen Cong kept silent, threw out the remote control, and immediately rushed to the computer.
On the Fantasy Westward Journey interface hanging on the desktop, chat records can be seen everywhere:
"I cried."
"Cry, cry for me!"
"I'm looking for a marriage, I'm looking for a wife like Zi Xuan, don't disturb the shemales, video chat."
"55555, why are you so cruel!"
"Abusing a fart, what kind of abuse is this, Xian 1 is the blood horse abuse!"
The CP group with a full screen, in the current words, devoured life and died, and vomited blood.
In the dense subtitles, there are also many players madly brushing:
"That song came out, no, the big men are crying!"
"It's not for marriage, it's for sound source. Which big guy knows 'preference for you', what's the name of this song!"
"QQ music is online in real time, "Preference", you don't need to thank you for doing good deeds."
Like a conditioned reflex, Shen Cong couldn't wait to log in to QQ Music. The most prominent banner recommendation on the homepage of the interface was the picture of Xian 3, and—
Ye Qin's name!
Immediately, the eyes brightened, as if dnf opened the can and opened a superb lightsaber, and the screenshots of Pidianpidian were shared in the floating group.
"Fuck, Ye Qin has released a new song. It's a song specially customized for us to lick the dog. It's called "Preference!"
"Why do you say it's customized for us?"
"'I want to love, please give me a chance', 'I prefer to love', 'The pain is also very pleasant', but it's not licking the dog!"
Thanks to the book friend Fengfengzhida for the 100 starting point coin reward!
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Nan Liang didn't say nonsense:
(End of this chapter)