Shuya's face froze in an instant. She couldn't believe her ears. She whispered, "serenade of the half moon?"

Han Mo had finished drinking all his juice and nodded calmly, "yes, the Half Moon Serenade."

"Do you know how popular this song is now?" Shuya couldn't accept that Han Mo could say the title of his song so calmly.

"I don't know." Han Mo really doesn't know. He hasn't paid attention to this matter since he gave the song to Zhang Youcheng. There was a share in signing the contract at that time, but Meng Si was operating it. Han Mo didn't ask much. He didn't want to go to wechat and didn't look at the list. Naturally, there was no channel to know.

Shuya shook her head reluctantly, opened her notebook, logged in to wechat, and then pushed the computer to Han mo.

A week is just the peak of a song release. At first, it was just released. Many people don't know and haven't heard of it. With the popularity accumulation and media publicity on the second and third days, just a week is a high period of this song, and the popularity on the Internet is very high.

When Shu Ya opens the page, the ranking of wechat Cantonese songs is calculated according to the click. The font of the first song name is much larger than that below. It is impressively written with a few big characters and a Half Moon Serenade.

"This list is ranked according to members' clicks, and the competition is very fierce. In the past, the top three of the list changed every day. However, since the release of the Half Moon Serenade, it occupied the top of the click list the next day, and then it remained high. Look, its clicks have been more than double that of the second place." Because this song was written by Han Mo, Shuya showed it to him with great interest.

Shuya returned the page to the netizen comment area. The page scrolled the comments on the song in real time. In fact, the comments were more about the feelings after listening to the song.

The comments refresh quickly, and Han Mo only glances at the above articles.

"I can't understand Cantonese. I heard this song by chance. When the melodious violin music sounded, I couldn't help being infected. I opened the lyrics, listened to the lyrics word by word, and silently clicked on the single cycle."

"Listen to serenade and think of you. I'm in Beidu. Where are you?"

"Some songs are suitable for playing in a noisy environment and will make people hum a few words when they hear them, but some songs are only suitable for turning off the lights, putting on headphones and feeling alone. This is the midnight serenade."

Suddenly Han Mo's phone rang. It was the familiar and unique bell. You don't have to look at the screen to know who it was. Han Mo directly connected the phone.

"Oh, little Mo Mo blames you. My office phone was blown up. Now I have told little pangxie that no matter who it is, they all say I'm not here." Meng Si's complaining tone with one hand on his waist and neck was a smiling expression.

Han Mo was confused. He didn't know what happened to Meng Si. He would be called because of himself.

Meng Si picked up his refined eyebrows and said with an unbelievable face, "don't you know that the Half Moon Serenade is very popular in Cantonese songs now? It has been on the list of major cities in Guangdong and Hong Kong. "

Han Mo looked at Shuya, who was eating fruit, smiled and said, "yes, the song is red, and I just know."

"Silly boy, you are also popular. No, you have been popular before, but this song makes you popular again in the Cantonese market." Meng Si said excitedly.

"Me?" Han Mo is a little strange. Generally, no one will pay attention to the songwriter of the song. Unless the famous producer publicizes it himself, the audience will only pay attention to the singer himself. He never thought that the popularity of "Half Moon Serenade" would have anything to do with him.

Meng Si sighed for a long time and couldn't help but help his forehead. "My little Mo Mo, can you occasionally pay attention to the entertainment news on the network, at least pay attention to what is related to yourself, OK?"

When she hung up, Shuya knew that the owner of the unique bell was Meng Si. She asked with great interest, "what's the matter with President Meng?"

"He said let me pay more attention to the news related to myself." Han Mo shrugged and didn't take it seriously.

Shuya continues to browse the information on wechat. Suddenly, a video pops up in the hot search on the page. It is a video clip of Zhang Youcheng's interview with the entertainment column. It takes only more than a minute. A section of the interview was wildly forwarded to hot search No. 10 in a short time. The time shows that it was just reprinted an hour ago.

Zhang Youcheng was dressed in a blue casual suit and his short hair was combed very neatly. He sat in front of the camera and talked mature and steady. The first half minute was the host's praise for the breakthrough in the pre-sale volume of his new album and his appreciation for the Half Moon Serenade.

Zhang Youcheng just smiled and didn't show much joy. "My new album can have the current achievements. Thank my music producer very much. In fact, behind every excellent song, there are one or several songwriters who silently contribute. Please turn the lyrics to the top when listening to the "Half Moon Serenade" and pay attention to its songwriters and behind the scenes team. Without them, I wouldn't have such a good song. Thank you. "

I don't know why Zhang Youcheng didn't directly say Han Mo's name at that time, but as he said, the top of the lyrics is the name of the songwriter, which is obvious.

The top of the reproduced video is attached with a line saying, "I accidentally found this video on the Internet today. I used to listen to songs and rarely read the lyrics from the beginning. I was surprised when I turned to the top just now.

"Lying trough, Han Mo!"

"This can't be the same name and surname, Han Mo? Looking for Han Mo in a good voice? "

"The head upstairs is watt. How can it be the same name and surname? It is clearly Han Mo's original. Han Mo is a creative singer. You forget that" really love you "is a Cantonese song."

"If this song was written by Han Mo, I wouldn't be surprised. He just maintained his previous level."

After a large number of reprints of this video, Han Mo is the songwriter of "Half Moon Serenade", and the news is also crazily brushing the screen.

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Sunrise media, President's Office

Wu Jiegang came in from the outside and walked to Zhai Xu. He just saw the picture of Zhang Youcheng suspended on the screen.

Wu Jie said dogleg, "brother Xu, I didn't expect Zhang Youcheng's new album to be so popular. There are 50000 pre-sale copies, which should refresh his own record of Cantonese records."

Zhai Xu took a deep breath and breathed out. He looked worried and didn't speak. His career hasn't been very smooth recently. The sales of his new album are average, and the award for the most popular male singer hasn't been won. The new film he was just about to invest in shooting originally wanted to take the omnipotent challenge program to improve his popularity, but he ran into a wall everywhere in the recording program, and his final score is not ideal, although it hasn't been broadcast yet, But it probably won't work.

Wu Jie is a particularly vindictive person. Last time at the award ceremony, because Han Mo robbed Zhai Xu's most popular male singer award, he was scolded by Zhai Xu for a long time. He recorded a black account for Han Mo in his heart.

Wu Jie said with a smile, "Zhang Youcheng Sings Cantonese songs, which has little impact on us. Hey hey, although he made the headlines in major pages this time, the hot search also accounted for a week, but thanks to him, I can't see the name of the smelly boy Han Mo anymore."

Although Zhai Xu doesn't like Han Mo very much in his heart and regards him as an opponent, Zhai Xu has nothing to say about Han Mo's talent. After listening to Wu Jie's words, Zhai Xu scolded angrily, "before you beep, look at the songwriter first. Don't go out and say this. It's a shame."

Wu Jie was scolded and stunned. After reacting, he hurried to look at the songwriter. He was stunned in his eyes and his voice trembled slightly, "Han, Han Mo?"