Chapter 154 The Phone in the Art Department Office Was Blown Up

At night.

On the Wangyiyun music platform, the song "Confession Balloon" directly reached the second place on the hot song list and the first place on the new song list.

Sales have exceeded 3 million times.

The momentum is on the rise.

In the comment area of ​​the song, netizens cloud users have left their footprints one after another.

"It's night, start the Internet suppression!"

"After listening to this song, I feel like I can't suppress the Internet anymore."

"Ah! After listening to this song, what if I want to fall in love?"

"When will my love come?"

"For being human, I'm sorry."

"I can't give birth, and I'm sorry."

"I'm so sorry for eating someone raw!"

As the sales volume of "Confession Balloon" has exploded on Wangyiyun, its popularity has spread from Wangyiyun to Weibo and Douyin.

In addition, Ding Yue asked the Propaganda Department of Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences to spend money to fuel the flames.

Today, 520 can be described as a personal show of "Confession Balloon".

On Douyin, various short videos of beautiful ladies and sisters started to become popular, and the background music was "Confession Balloon".

Walking on the street, "Confession Balloons" are also put on the street.

For a time, this song was spreading on the land of Xia Country with lightning speed.

"Have you listened to "Confession Balloons"?"

"I recommend you a nice song called "Confession Balloon"."

"Darling, falling in love with you, from that day on, it's easy to be sweet~"

"Coffee on the Seine, on the left bank, you have a cup of coffee and taste your beauty!"

"You said you were a little hard to chase, and you wanted me to retreat. You don't need to pick the most expensive gift, just the leaves of the Champs~oh~"

Such a romantic song,

It is the fastest popular on college campuses, because the feelings of college students are often very pure.

Like is like.

Many college students all over the country were attracted by this "Confession Balloon".

Opposite to Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences.

That is, Wucheng Academy of Fine Arts.

Downstairs in a girls' dormitory, a romantic confession is going on.

"together together together."

The students onlookers booed and shouted "together".

The boy from Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences knelt on one knee, holding flowers, and the background music "Confession Balloon" played.

"Monroe, I like you, be my girlfriend~"

Behind the boy from Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences, there are many students from Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences who came to support him.

Seeing his affectionate confession, they shouted, "Together, together, together."

"Zhang Yang, you are a good person."

The girl named Monroe stood in the middle of the heart-shaped candles, facing Zhang Yang's affectionate confession, but said such a sentence.

Properly sent Zhang Yang a good person card.

Zhang Yang was suddenly dumbfounded.

However!

At the next moment, Liu Menglu opened his arms and hugged Zhang Yang: "I like good people."

This ups and downs almost scared Zhang Yang out of a heart attack.

Seeing this, the surrounding students screamed.

Zhang Yang's roommate quickly took out fireworks.

Bang bang bang!

Fireworks shot out in all directions, and the scene was once very romantic.

At this romantic moment, with the "Confession Balloon" sung by Lin Zhirou, no one does not envy this pair of fairy lovers.

only......

"Damn it! It's all over the place every day, please clean it up quickly, no open flames can appear on the campus!"

Chi!

The dormitory aunt came over with a fire extinguisher in hand, put out the romantic heart-shaped candle in a hurry, and then urged to clean up the scene quickly, and don't want to leave if you don't clean it up.

The scene went from being romantic to being embarrassing at one point.

On the campus of Fog City University of Arts and Sciences.

"Have you heard that another student in our school made a successful confession and used the song "Confession Balloon"."

"yes?"

"Yes, yes, it's the girl from the Wucheng Academy of Fine Arts opposite."

"Hahaha, many boys in our school are in love with girls from Wucheng Academy of Fine Arts."

"Who made the opposite Academy of Fine Arts basically all girls."

"You should say that our school has too many rich students."

"This is called, the first to get the moon near the water tower."

Just as Ding Yue was walking from the principal's office in the administrative building to the Taoyuan apartment building, he heard students discussing various topics about "Confession Balloons" on the way.

There are even students from Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences who used "Confession Balloons" to go to the opposite Wucheng Academy of Fine Arts to make a confession.

It seems.

Lin Zhirou's song "Confession Balloon" is really worthless today.

"Principal Ding, have you heard that the song "Confession Balloon" sung by classmate Lin from our school has created a lot of couples. Many confession videos on Douyin use "Confession Qi Go"."

"Above Douyin? Isn't that all posed for pictures?" Ding Yue said, spreading his hands.

"There must be a lot of them. Sister Zhirou is going to be on fire now." Wen Ruohan said enviously.

"It's right to be fire. People train hard every day to improve their strength. If it doesn't fire, it's hard to tolerate."

Ding Yue said with a smile.

If Lin Zhirou became angry, of course it would be a good thing for Ding Yue.

Because Lin Zhirou signed a ten-year agreement with Feiyue Media, a subsidiary of Ding Yue's Feiyue Group.

A song sold more than 3 million in less than a day. This is simply the cash cow of Feiyue Group.

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"When did you become a fan of petty wealth?" Ding Yue glared at Wen Ruohan and asked, "What? Do you think the salary I offered you wasn't high enough?"

"No, no, no, Principal Ding, the salary you offered me is already very high." Wen Ruohan quickly shook his head and said.

Wen Ruohan was overjoyed after receiving a generous salary every month since she became a regular secretary.

But who doesn't have a dream of becoming a big star and making a lot of money?

Can you think about it?

"Since you have chosen a university major, if you can learn well, then follow this major and follow your life path. Classmate Lin Zhirou really has a foundation in music, so she will rely on her hard work...cough, and With the support of this principal, I succeeded."

Ding Yueyu said to Wen Ruohan earnestly: "Since you choose to major in secretary, it is not bad to be a secretary. When this principal becomes the richest man in the world in the future, think about it, you will be the personal secretary of the richest man in the world. "

"Wow! The personal secretary of the richest man in the world!" Wen Ruohan was immediately excited after hearing what Principal Ding said.

But on second thought.

World 's richest man?

Principal Ding?

Can it work?

Isn't it a lifetime series?

"What's wrong? Wondering if I can become the richest man in the world?" Ding Yue saw through Wen Ruohan's thoughts at a glance.

It was reflected in the expression on her face.

Young girls are not always good at concealing their expressions and looks.

"Ah? How did you know, Principal Ding?" Wen Ruohan asked in surprise.

It seems true.

"You don't believe this principal can become the richest man in the world?" Ding Yue shook his head and smiled.

"Do not believe!"

The girl Wen Ruohan was quite sincere, and her answer was really straightforward.

But this is normal.

Although Ding Yue is rich, the gap between him and the richest man in the world, not to mention the richest man in the world, even the richest man in China is 108,000 miles away.

Ding Yue's current industry only has one Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences, one Feiyue E-sports Club, and one Feiyue Media. So far, Feiyue Media has only Lin Zhirou as a signed artist.

In addition, other companies under the Feiyue Group basically have no other businesses.

However, Ding Yue believes that with the continuous development of his Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences, it will continue to cultivate outstanding professionals in various fields.

Then digest the talents internally, use them for themselves, and create a virtuous circle. One day, Ding Yue will grasp the password of the future world wealth.

"I'm here, Principal Ding, bye."

After Wen Ruohan arrived at the dormitory where she lived, she waved her little hand and said goodbye to Principal Ding.

"it is good."

Ding Yue nodded, and after watching Wen Ruohan approach the dormitory building, he continued to walk towards the Taoyuan apartment building.

As soon as I got back to the apartment, my sister Ding Xiaoyou made a video call.

"Ding Yue, Ding Yue, Sister Zhirou's "Confession Balloon" has sold so many. It's amazing!"

In the video, Ding Xiaoyou looks very excited.

She is Lin Zhirou's little fan girl, can't she be excited now that her sister Zhirou's song "Confession Balloon" is so popular?

"You just know."

Ding Yue rolled his eyes and said.

"Didn't I just finish class, and then I heard from my classmates that there was an explosive new song called "Confession Balloon", I thought, this is not a song by Sister Zhirou, and then I went to Wangyiyun to watch it. a moment."

"Ding Yue, you can make a lot of money now."

"How to say?"

"Sister Zhirou's song sells so well, it sells several million a day, isn't it profitable?"

Ding Xiaoyou knew that Lin Zhirou was a singer and artist who signed a contract with a media company under the name of her brother Ding Yue, so most of the songs sold would actually be earned by the company.

"It's all little money."

Ding Yue calculated.

In fact, if you just sell songs, you can't make much money.

Suppose "Confession Balloon" can eventually sell 10 million sales.

First of all, it needs to be divided into fifty-fifth with the network suppress cloud music platform.

That is to say, Feiyue Media will be able to get the appearance of five million. Excluding operating costs and the like, the net profit is not much.

A few million is not as much as the school-running funds given by the system for any task.

But for Lin Zhirou, it is indeed quite profitable. After Feiyue Media gets 5 million, it will give Lin Zhirou a small share.

"Wow, so much money for a small amount of money? Rich brother, why don't you give me more pocket money? Hee hee hee."

When it comes to pocket money, Ding Xiaoyou stops calling Ding Yue's name.

Instead, he called his brother.

"You girl, what do you want to buy again?" Ding Yue knew that there must be something wrong with her sister's sudden video call to herself.

Otherwise, according to her temperament, wouldn't she call Lin Zhirou first to congratulate Lin Zhirou on the sale of her songs?

"Hey, brother, I want to buy a DSLR." Ding Xiaoyou's tone suddenly became cute.

"Want to learn photography?"

"yes."

"Okay, little money." After Ding Yue finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and transferred a sum of money to his sister Ding Xiaoyou.

Buying a single-lens reflex camera to learn photography like this is equivalent to mastering a skill. How can Ding Yue not support it when he is a big brother?

"I've received the money, thank you brother, bye bye, go to bed early."

beep~

The video call hangs up.

"I'm going! Damn girl!"

Ding Yue couldn't help but muttered.

Sister Ding Xiaoyou, this is so real!

But at this moment, Ding Yue was also sleepy, yawned, and went to take a bath and sleep.

......

In the next few days, Lin Zhirou's "Confession Balloon" sold quite well, and in a few days, the sales will approach 10 million.

This is good news for Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences.

Because Lin Zhirou is a student of the Art Department of Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences, she was able to release a hit song that would sell over 10 million during her school days.

At this point, it can attract countless art students who want to take the art or music route.

Even some second- and third-tier singers in the pop music world envy Lin Zhirou, a music student, who can have such good grades before graduation.

Since May 20, the office of Director Jiang Xiuli of the Art Department has received countless calls every day to inquire about the admissions situation in September.

For a few days, the phone in the art department office was blown up.

"Trick, yes, recruit!"

"trick!"

"We recruit!"

"As long as you are interested in music, you can come and study!"

"trick!"

Jiang Xiuli gave a clear response to countless people who called for consultation.

"Director Jiang, if there are too many new recruits this summer, will there not be enough teaching resources in our art department?"

Another teacher raised this concern.

"Yes, Director Jiang, in this case, the tuition fee of our art department should be set a little higher, right?"

Another teacher suggested.

Jiang Xiuli heard the words, and after thinking for a while, decided to go to Principal Ding to discuss this matter.

Last year, the school's fee was 25,000 yuan, and it was the same for all departments and majors.

But this year is different from last year.

The art department has become famous, and with so many people inquiring, there will definitely be some changes in the admissions situation this year.

Then the art department will have to invest more teaching resources, so the tuition fee has also risen as it should.

Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences is a private university, and the tuition will not go up. Isn't that President Ding's final call?

So Jiang Xiuli came to the principal's office in the administrative building early the next day.

dong dong dong!

"President Ding, I'm Jiang Xiuli from the Art Department."

"Director Jiang, come in."

Ding Yue is looking at a document about the National Robot Competition and the National Science and Technology Innovation Expo, which will open at the end of the month.

"Director Jiang, come to the office to find me so early, what's the matter?"

Ding Yue put down the things in his hand, looked at Jiang Xiuli and asked.

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