Chapter 546: "Going Home" Promotional Song

The casting controversy of "Tianlong Babu" is very big.

A large number of stars joined the show, and it is said that they only took a symbolic salary.

Generally, only when they are particularly optimistic about the show, stars will lower their prices and be willing to play even supporting roles.

As long as they play supporting roles well, the crew will naturally come to them to offer them the leading roles.

Of course, if the TV series fails, the stars will get nothing.

This is a kind of investment and game.

But the one with the highest traffic is Liu Xinyi.

A 17-year-old girl, who has not yet made her debut, has only been confirmed to play Wang Yuyan, but she already has a large number of "ten-year old fans".

"Ten-year old fans come uninvited, I have liked Liu Xinyi since I was a child."

"Copper refining, right? Please come with us!"

"So beautiful, I want to take her home!"

"Xing, too handcuffed!"

Liu Xinyi registered a Weibo account with the help of Lin Wanqing, and sent a welcome letter using the official account of Fanxing.

As a result, Liu Xinyi's newly registered account began to gain followers at a visible speed. In less than half a day, the number of fans exceeded one million.

Xu Nuo was stunned. Are these people so crazy?

I worked so hard to gain followers, but how come my apprentice achieved it so easily?

"Master, am I gaining followers too slowly?"

Xu Nuo choked and pretended to be calm. "It's indeed a bit slow. Back then, your master gained followers much faster than this."

"Then I must catch up with you!" Liu Xinyi said with shining eyes.

Xu Nuo drank a sip of tea silently. It's so annoying to compare yourself with others. Is it a big deal to be good-looking?

They are all lsps!

Too much!

Lin Wanqing smiled without saying anything.

How powerful Liu Xinyi is can be seen from the reactions of netizens.

The photos taken by media reporters from various angles were circulated by netizens. They used one word to describe Liu Xinyi - a fairy descending from heaven.

The casting of "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" was finalized, and Xu Nuo increased the publicity of "Lost on Journey".

According to the plan, this movie will hit the Spring Festival and win 3.5 billion box office.

Such box office is far from enough to rely on word of mouth, and a lot of publicity is needed.

The effect of word of mouth is too slow and too late.

The first step of publicity is a song. In "Lost on Journey", there is actually no theme song. It may be too old or the crew is too poor. There is only one song "Go Home for the New Year Whether You Have Money or Not".

This time Xu Nuo matched a song for "Lost on Journey".

There are many songs with the theme of going home, and they are also very far away.

At six o'clock in the morning of this day, the promotional song "Going Home" of "Lost on Journey" was officially launched.

This song is sung by Wang Jie. Many people may not have heard of it and have no idea about it.

But one thing to emphasize is that this song has extraordinary significance.

In 1992, the two sides of the Taiwan Strait reached the 1992 Consensus. In the 1993 Spring Festival Gala, Taiwan was connected to the mainland signal for the first time. The first program they saw and the first song was Wang Jie's "Going Home".

It goes without saying.

Xu Nuo's current song promotion has all the resources, including the front page recommendation and Weibo hot search.

Some people asked, why?

Capitalists are not fools. Once or twice, they may be giving face, but again and again, it can only mean that Xu Nuo can bring them benefits.

The traffic and word-of-mouth effect brought by Xu Nuo are far more important than the recommended position.

At eight o'clock, someone clicked on this song early.

When seeing the title of the song, netizens were a little dazed. Is it the Chinese New Year again?

Turning over the calendar, January 13th, the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Chinese New Year will come in half a month.

Time flies so fast.

Students have started to take holidays one after another, but workers don't have any winter and summer vacations.

Most people can only take a holiday two days before New Year's Eve. Many people take a holiday on New Year's Eve. Some people don't even have a few days off during the Spring Festival.

As time gets closer, the longing for home becomes stronger and stronger.

Netizens clicked on this song "Go Home".

The melodious prelude seems to be calling the wanderers away.

"I walked on the deserted street at six in the morning,

with a tired body,

the vicissitudes and haste of last night have long been numb,

in an unknown world."

At this moment, the people who have already got up and are on their way to work are stunned.

Not everyone goes to work at nine or ten o'clock, and not everyone lives ten minutes away from the company.

In a place like Shanghai where every inch of land is valuable, the closer you are to the center, the more money you have to spend on food and accommodation.

It is said that money cannot buy time, but some people's time is actually not valuable.

Living farther away, an extra hour of travel, in exchange for saving two thousand yuan a month, this account is worth it no matter how you calculate it.

The farther away from the city, the more money you can save.

How far is far?

Is three hours far?

Some people live in Suzhou and Hangzhou and go to Shanghai for work, while others live in northern Hebei and go to Beijing for work.

There are not many people in Shanghai at six o'clock. In fact, the whole city has not woken up yet.

Most of the people on the street have low salaries. They are in a hurry to catch the first bus. If they miss the first bus, they may be late, and they will be fined.

No one wants to be fined.

Living far away is to save money, and getting up early is also to save money.

The singing continued, and the people walking on the road paused.

"The cold wind blew my messy hair,

The bag in my hand tortured my heavy steps,

Suddenly I saw a familiar scene in the station,

filled with the dreams of wanderers and inexplicable sadness."

The cold wind blew, messing up my hair, and also blowing my heart to go home.

The urge to go home took root in the minds of wanderers.

On the street, businesses and municipal departments have already hung lanterns, colorful lights and other Spring Festival elements.

It's a pity that most people can't go home at this moment.

The Magic City Railway Station is crowded with people waiting to go home.

People carry large and small bags on their backs and walk hard on the road, anxiously or leisurely looking at the big screen in the station, listening to the broadcast with their ears erected.

Anxious people can't find their train number, and leisurely people come to the station early. Their train may even be in the afternoon, but they come in the morning.

Suddenly, there is a song, and Xu Nuo's voice is full of endless longing for home.

In the Magic City Railway Station, everyone looked up at the big screen, looking for the source of the sound.

This song is so fitting, as if it was written and sung by them.

In the train station, the crowd is clearly divided into two extremes.

One part is young and middle-aged people, they travel light, dress appropriately, and carry fashionable suitcases or backpacks.

They are the generation heading to the city, they do not admit that they are farmers, and some people call them migrant workers.

They do not need big bags or small bags, because they are the expectations of their families.

The other part of the people are dressed very simply, even a little rustic, carrying big bags and small bags, colorful woven bags, various bags with special lengths, and old backpacks.

They have a not-so-nice name, "migrant workers".

They are both farmers and workers, neither farmers nor workers.

The reason why they go home with big bags and small bags is because they are full of love for their families. Every time they go home, they are filled with gifts for their children, gifts for their lovers, and filial piety for their parents.

Two completely different groups, but with the same roots, are clearly divided in the train station.

"The desire to go home fills my eyes with tears again.

How long has it been since I sang the old songs loudly?

I have changed my appearance over the years,

but the longing in my heart is still the same place."

They all have one destination, which is to go home.

Different paths lead to the same destination. No matter what their status is, the idea of ​​going home is the same.

In the train station, someone stopped and hummed along with the song.

"Whose song is this?" an older person asked.

"I'll listen to the song and identify it later." The young man next to him took out his mobile phone and turned on the song recognition function.

The interlude of drums and flutes sounded, and the mobile phone quickly identified it.

The young man stared at the phone and his face lit up: "It's out! This song is called "Going Home"!"

"Going home, it's great." The man sighed and asked, "Who sings this?"

"Nuoyan." The young man chatted with the man.

"You may not have heard of it..."

The man waved his hand and smiled honestly: "I know, we all love to listen to his songs."

The young man was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this uncle also liked Nuoyan, which was rare.

"Uncle, what song of his do you like to listen to?" Since there was still time to wait for the bus, the young man simply chatted with the uncle.

"I forgot what it was called, I'll sing you a song." The uncle was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, you can sing too?" The young man was happy.

"Of course, I can't find any evidence of life no matter how hard I try.

The asphalt roads in the city are too hard to leave footprints.

Proud and ignorant modern people don't know how to cherish."

"Sailor"! This song is called Sailor!" The young man said with a smile.

"Hey, it's easy to forget when you get older, but I can remember the lyrics. We always like this song."

The young man recalled the lyrics and suddenly fell silent.

These lyrics are about him, who is hanging around in the Magic City, seemingly glamorous, but doesn't know where to go.

The song "Going Home" is still going on, singing about trivial things that can't be any smaller, but it makes everyone miss it a little.

"The tree with my name engraved on it,

whether the old tree is still thriving,

and what color will it be,

covering the red brick wall outside the window."

The small tree with the name engraved on it in front of the door is already a little old. The color outside the window should start to turn white again as the seasons change.

"I like Nuoyan's songs very much. He can always write those insignificant little things in life into his songs."

The uncle nodded vigorously.

"My son also likes Nuoyan's songs."

The young man: "..."

Good guy, you are taking advantage of me here, right?

Forget it, the uncle is not young either, and is indeed about the same age as his father.

"How old is your son?"

"Seventeen years old, and he will take the college entrance examination this year."

"Your son must be a good student, right?"

"Of course, he said he also wants to be admitted to the Magic City."

As the two chatted, their singing moved more and more people.