Chapter 23

In the twinkling of an eye, the number of hits has risen to 300000. Zhang Xiang's unpopular home page was visited 300000 times overnight, and this number is still growing rapidly.

Zhang Xiang has been doing this kind of "work" for more than two years. He has tried countless ways, funny, funny, sharing food and tourism. He has done everything he can to achieve nothing. Poor clicks are logged in by himself with a trumpet.

Zhang Xiang looked at the surging numbers on the screen and pinched his fat thigh. "Oh, it hurts."

This is, really!

Just immersed in the dream of click explosion, I didn't slow down. At the moment, I remembered the messages rolling up and down the screen.

"I just want to ask, who is this guy who sings? It's too special."

"This song is original. I've never heard of it. I can't find it."

"Visually, this guy wants fire. Another songwriter is born."

"Are they all old? Where are they? We just ran to the ends of the world... Do you want to be so touching? I cried. "

"The video recording is too bad. I can't see my face clearly. Which bar does this guy sing in? Report the address, my brother will go there now, online and so on. "

"This is one of the best sounds and songs I've ever heard."

"A video from the disabled party? Can't you light it up? People can't see clearly. "

Zhang Xiang's account page has been blown up by netizens. At that time, he just wanted to increase his popularity. He didn't expect it to be like this. Once in a while, one or two netizens left a message that could make Zhang Xiang dance and dance excitedly. He had to go back in seconds.

At the moment, looking at the rapidly rolling messages on the screen, Zhang Xiang is stupid. He doesn't know which one to reply to or what to reply to.

Because Zhang Xiang didn't show up, netizens continued to bomb and brush the screen.

"Is the landlord there? I really want to know my singing buddy."

"Where's the bar? I'm going to see the scene."

"Didn't any of you notice that this song was written for past lovers? The flower that once silently accompanied and supported the singer. "

"This song reminds me of him. I used to be desperate to be with someone. Even if he was poor and had nothing, he now ran to the ends of the world."

"Good girl upstairs, marry me. I'm poor, too."

"The sound quality is so poor, but I've been single cycling all morning."

Zhang Xiang put his hands on the keyboard and couldn't reply to a word. He was completely confused.

......

Top floor of sichen media office building

Meng Si teased the bangs on his forehead. I don't know many people praise his new hairstyle these two days. It's very handsome and suitable for him. Meng Si hummed coldly in his heart. It was because he was handsome that he would look good in any hairstyle.

Meng Si was originally a famous gold medal broker in Z country. Now many stars active in the front line are popular with him. Later, Meng Si established his own media company, mainly engaged in films, TV dramas and entertainment sections of artist brokers, and became the leader of the industry. Basically, the popular artists in China come from sichen media, coupled with Meng Si's high-profile character, Make sichen media a dream stage for all young people who dream of becoming a star.

A few years after he founded the company, he will still be responsible for the brokerage work of some brothers and sisters that the company is striving for. Later, the company grew stronger and stronger. Meng Si has fully entrusted the work of broker to others. He is mainly responsible for managing the company and maintaining the corporate image.

During the noon break, Meng Si finished his work in the morning and opened the video website. He was ready to take a casual look at the videos uploaded by netizens. Generally, he took a look at the ranking list first and chose the ones he was interested in. He was originally relaxed, so he usually ordered those funny videos to kill time.

First, the best bar singer

Meng Si said coldly, I'm not interested. How awesome a bar singer can be. The line of sight automatically filters out the first video and continues to look down. In the second place, "* * cute sister eats 50 steamed buns at one go", Meng Si pie his mouth. What's this. Third, "a sow named Ruo went up the tree"

Meng Si silently moved his eyes back to the first video.

Because the number of hits on the website was counted in real time, when he caught another glimpse of the "best bar singer" who remained the first, he couldn't help approaching the computer screen and took a closer look at the rising number of hits.

"Oh, it's rising so fast. What video, with such a high click, can sing flowers in the bar?"

Meng Si doubtfully clicked the title of the video. The secondary page is the recorded video, and there is a row of subtitles below, playing and singing "those flowers" on the guitar

"Oh, it's really a flower." Meng Si sneered and clicked play.

Because the number of hits was too high, Meng Si was just curious and didn't take it seriously. After clicking to play, he picked up his mobile phone and was ready to see the information.

"That laughter reminds me of my flowers... Quietly opening for me in every corner of my life..."

The voice in the video reached Meng Si's ears through the air. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the man in the video, "it's a good song."

Meng Si, holding his mobile phone in his hand, looked at the video on the computer screen, "I thought I would always be by her side. Today we have left, in the vast sea of people... "

In the past, he only watched videos casually, usually playing small pictures. Meng Si put down his mobile phone and moved the cursor to full screen mode.

As an agent for more than ten years, if Meng Si says he is the second major in this circle, no one dares to say he is the first. With such bad recording level and recording equipment, the sound quality has changed greatly. To some extent, it reduces the score of this song, but it has not affected the singer's singing level at all.

"Those flowers... This is an original song." Meng Si muttered whether a song will sell for money, whether it can be loved by the public, whether a singer's singing is good or not, and whether it can become popular, Meng Si can know only by listening to a few words.

Before the video was finished, Meng Si dialed the assistant.

Less than two minutes later, the little assistant timidly knocked on the door of the office and poked his head, "Mr. Meng, are you looking for me?"

"Go and find me the people in this video." Meng Si stirred his bangs with one hand and pointed to the picture being played on the full screen. The song had just finished singing.

The video assistant watched it on his mobile phone in the morning. He sang very well. He saved it for the first time and sent a private letter to the landlord, hoping to know which bar has such talents.

The little assistant whispered, "I watched this video in the morning, and I also contacted the building owner who uploaded the video."

Meng Si hooked the corners of his mouth, crossed his hands in front of his chest, gave a light "um", and expressed satisfaction with his men's keen awareness of digging new people.

The little assistant looked at the face praised by the boss and continued, "but the landlord didn't know the singer and only said the name of the bar."

It's OK to know which bar is. Just go and find it directly. Meng Si picked a new eyebrow, "which bar?"

The little assistant hesitated for a moment and spoke in a smaller voice, "yes... Mr. Meng, Max bar."

Meng Si suddenly opened his eyes and his pupils narrowed, "what!"