Chapter 133 Zi Yan's Haggardness

"As for him, he wants to give away a wave of benefits. Those of you who want to request songs, you can leave a message under Mr. Hanyang's Weibo account. This will give you a chance to get Mr. Hanyang's songs. His Weibo name is Hanyang."

"Okay, I've finished my business. Now, this is the end of my concert. Thank you."

Xue Qian waved and bowed to many fans, ending this unprecedented grand concert.

That night, the news that Xue Qian distributed at the concert spread.

The words after the last beginner's song are also known to everyone. Of course, apart from Xue Qian's fans, they are some musicians or media companies.

At this time, the management of Dynasty Entertainment.

Maggie holds an impromptu video conference.

"Have you heard about the Hanyang incident?" Majesty said straight to the point.

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

One of the men nodded and said: "I heard that, I just went to Hanyang's Weibo to take a look, and it turned out that it was a new account that I just applied for, not even a big V."

"I've seen it too." The nearly thirty-year-old woman replied: "There is only one news about the song, either he is new to Weibo, or he is a trumpet, anyway, it can be confirmed that he is Hanyang, because Xue Qiangang Posted a meager message, Aite's is him."

"Even if it's him, I don't think we need to be too anxious. Let's see what's going on first. If someone says something casually, we'll join in. It will look like our dynasty is having a lot of fun!" A middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Well, what you said makes sense, but it's enough to be sure. Since that Hanyang has done such a thing, let the company's third-tier singers leave messages to try. If he can write high-quality songs, let the first-tier singers Go and ask for a song, let’s talk while looking at the situation, this kind of thing can’t be rushed.” Majesty nodded and nodded.

Such a scene, of course, not only happened here in Majesty, some media companies all over the country held a temporary meeting because of this news. After all, in terms of the quality of the three songs, there is really no choice. It can be seen from the hot response in the market that it is a high-quality product.

At the same time, their decision is almost the same as that of Maggie. The first-line singers naturally have their cards, and the meager appearance of Han Yang makes them feel that they want to carry out a publicity. Give people free publicity, and no matter which first-line singer, if you are the first to leave a message,

It is inevitable that some of them have lost their value.

Although Han Yang has released three high-quality new songs, in people's eyes, what Xue Qian said about releasing these three songs in two days is absolutely nonsense.

For these large media and entertainment companies, they have a head and a face, so naturally they don't want to be the leader, and they are only songwriters who have written three songs. In their opinion, it is not worth doing anything for him, even leaving a message Such little things.

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

At this time, in the ice market in the mainland, two couples, a man and a woman, were watching the video of Xue Qian's concert on the Internet.

When they saw the end, their faces were a little excited.

"Really? If you leave a message, you will have a chance to get a high-quality 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. The total number of fans of the two is less than 10,000, which also makes the two feel a lot of pressure.

At this time, seeing the songwriter who can produce three high-quality songs for Xue Qian give such benefits, both of them were tempted for a while.

"Go and see his Weibo." Xu Lan hurriedly opened Weibo with her laptop, and searched for the word Hanyang.

"Huh? Is this it? Why isn't there even a profile picture?" Wei Chengdong said with some doubts.

"That's it, see Xue Qian's message below." Xu Lan looked down at the screen, pointed to the screen and said.

"Really!" Wei Chengdong took a closer look, and said in an envious tone: "There are top-line singers whose publicity is not the same, and it's only been two hours since the concert, and the meager number of fans has broken through 50,000. "

Thinking of their own meager fans of more than 3,000, they couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"Don't be envious of others, just work hard for our dreams." Xu Lan comforted, and said, "Let's also leave a message below."

"Haha, okay." Wei Chengdong shook his head, not thinking about it, and said, "Then how should we write it?"

"Just write like this: Dear Hanyang..."

"No, no, respect!" Wei Chengdong shook his head again and again, he felt so awkward when his girlfriend said dear to others.

"Pfft..." Xu Lan smiled, rolled his eyes at him, and said, "Then call it respect."

So she typed a paragraph under Weibo: Dear Mr. Hanyang, I am the wx group, a group with low popularity, music is our dream, we watched Xue Dada’s concert, and we know what you said , I really hope to get Mr. Hanyang's songs, but...whether there are songs or not, we all wish Mr. Hanyang better and better in his career.

After sending the message, Wei Chengdong and Xu Lan looked at each other and smiled.

They actually think that the probability of getting the song is very low, because they are not very popular after all, and they also think that Mr. Hanyang's move is to make famous, so of course they need to find some obvious first-tier and second-tier singers, this kind of thing is also very rare. It's their turn.

But there is a glimmer of hope that they will try it. This feeling is like trying to see if they can win the lottery.

There are many situations like them, and they all left messages with the idea of ​​trying.

On the other side, when Zi Yan returned to the restaurant, her face was a bit tired, not only because of work, but also because her sales performance on the first day was very bad, it could even be described as bad.

Although the album market is relatively cold now, there is also a set of reference standards. If the first day exceeds 10,000, it is the quality of an ordinary album. If the first day exceeds 50,000, it is a small achievement. The number of first-line singers will exceed 200,000.

So here comes the important point, the daily sales of Zi Yan's album is only over 1,000, even though it's only been 12 hours, the result is also very poor.

Zi Yan was a little angry, and she didn't want to toss about because she was physically and mentally exhausted, so she stayed in the dining room with Zhou Fei to sleep and rest.

In the middle of the night, Zi Yan coaxed Mengmeng to sleep, lying on the bed with some insomnia, and Zhou Fei on the side didn't sleep either, watching Xue Qian's concert video with a mobile phone, and checking Zi Yan from time to time with her office mobile phone albums etc.

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

"More than 1,700." Zhou Fei took off the earphones, pursed her lips and replied in a low voice.

"Oh."

Zi Yan responded with a sense of loss in her tone.

When she first entered the entertainment circle, the sales of her first album exceeded 30,000 on the first day, but now it has not reached 2,000. This reminds Zi Yan of a sentence: Lian Po is old and can still eat. ?

It is a difficult road for Zi Yan to return to the entertainment circle, but she never thought that the road would be so difficult!

I thought that when she returned to Dynasty Entertainment, she would be vigorously cultivated by the company, so her comeback would be more effective, but now it seems that things are not as expected,

"Then, how is the sales of Xu Ruoyu's album?" Zi Yan said a little disappointed.

She originally had confidence to compare with Xu Ruoyu, but now after hearing that her album sales are so miserable, Zi Yan's confidence has completely disappeared.

"She..." Zhou Fei hesitated, and said with a complicated expression; "Her album has just exceeded 20,000."

"Twenty thousand." There was a trace of sadness in Zi Yan's eyes.

"Sister Yan, I think..." Zhou Fei wanted to comfort her.

Before she finished speaking, Zi Yan shook her head slightly and said: "Go to sleep, let's talk about work tomorrow."

After Zi Yan finished speaking, she turned sideways, her eyes flickering and looking out of the window, the tiredness in her eyes became deeper and deeper, gradually, her eyes drifted on the sleeping Mengmeng, looking at her daughter's lovely and delicate cheeks , Zi Yan's heart calmed down.

The next morning, when Zi Yan woke up, her face looked haggard. After washing, they sat in the living room on the second floor.

Zi Yan thought for a while, sighed lightly, and said, "Feifei, let's go to work."

"Now?" Zhou Fei asked suspiciously.

"Ok."

"Skipping breakfast?" Zhang Han asked strangely while combing Mengmeng's hair.

"I don't have much appetite." Zi Yan was a little angry, even the food made by Zhang Han was less attractive to her.

"How can I not eat breakfast? Is it enough to eat egg fried rice and clear soup noodles? Then I will make you something else." Zhang Han shook his head slightly and said.

"Yes, Mama wants to eat with Mengmeng, and go to work when she is full." Mengmeng said seriously with her small mouth pouting.

Zi Yan was slightly taken aback after hearing the words, and looked at Zhang Han. This... seems to be the first time he has expressed concern to herself, right?

"That's fine, Mama will accompany you after dinner and go to work." Zi Yan smiled lightly.

With Zhang Han's concern, her depressed mood improved a little.

After Zhang Han combed Mengmeng's hair, he went directly downstairs, drove to Crescent Mountain, and picked up some cucumbers and tomatoes.

Dahei and Xiaohei, on the other hand, stayed by Zhang Han's side all the time. Dahei's thick body blocked the line of sight between Zhang Han and the chickens, and he still had a slightly nervous expression on his face. .

If it can talk, it will definitely say in its heart: Huh... it shouldn't eat so many chickens, what a mess!

Driven by Dahei, these two guys killed twelve chickens in just two days. After eating, they found that the number of chickens seemed to be missing a gap, so Dahei prepared Eat a little of the adult local ducks and geese, at least to keep the number balanced!

But I didn't expect that just after slaughtering two big geese, Zhang Han came up just as he was about to light the fire. This made the two guys jump. They hurriedly extinguished the fire and ran back to the pet area with a serious face. 'I'm a good baby' emoji.