Chapter 167

Xie Huaian was woken up by his agent, "Huaian, do you see the album sales?" The agent said loudly on the phone, "you are now in third place."

Xie Huaian frowned and looked at the time. At one o'clock in the morning, he only slept for half an hour. According to the agent, is Qin Baobao's sales catching up with him? What's the big deal? He and Qin Baobao have little difference. It's normal for them to alternate in ranking.

"Naturally, we will catch up tomorrow. Don't worry." Xie Huaian said unhappily that no one would be happy to be woken up at night.

"No, no, no, you can't catch up." The broker insisted.

Nima, who's your agent?

Xie Huaian had a bad premonition in his heart: "what happened?"

"I sent Qin Baobao's Weibo link to your mobile phone. Go and have a look." The agent didn't say much, let him read the microblog by himself.

With anxiety and doubt, Xie Huaian opened the Weibo link and entered Qin Baobao's Weibo page. I saw her latest Weibo.

"Thank you for your help, Moda."

In the picture, a tall young man with a side face and headphones is listening attentively to songs. The background is a recording studio.

Qin Ze!

Xie Huaian's pupils shrink. In the entertainment circle, there may be many stars who don't know Qin Ze, but in the singing world, there are few singers who don't know Qin Ze. Singers who eat by singing are thunderous about the name Qin Ze. A super awesome person who casually takes out a song is a boutique, a talented music genius. Of all the songs he has written, any capital can be a depressed and unsuccessful singer. How long has it been since Qin Baobao made his debut? It took him only two months to complete the journey of others for five or even ten years.

I don't know how many singers are struggling at the bottom, dreaming of a song. If you can get a song with him, then female singers who want to climb Qin Ze's bed can form a cheerleading team.

Doesn't he write songs? Isn't it said that Qin Baobao's song was created by the composer inside Xingyi?

Paralysis! The little soul in Xie Huaian's body is roaring.

The female companion nearby muttered, leaned over like a lazy cat, and whined, "what's the matter?"

Xie Huaian didn't answer. He closed the microblog, opened the quilt, walked to the glass table by the window, and opened the notebook. The notebook was not closed, and it was always in standby mode. Open the browser, major music original websites, and click album leaderboard, daily leaderboard!

Xie Huaian widened his eyes and doubted that he had read wrong.

The first place on the list is no longer the old bacon in Xiangjiang, but Qin Baobao, and the sales volume has reached an appalling 100000.

The sales volume of Xiangjiang old bacon is less than 50000, half lower.

What the hell? This sales volume in the middle of the night? How many people are cultivating immortals now? Of course, it is impossible for 100000 people to buy albums online, but they can buy them repeatedly, and the sales volume is real.

Xie Huaian said, I don't believe it, I don't believe it.

He bought Qin Baobao's album and auditioned it.

There are four songs in the single album, "green and astringent", which he has heard, is OK, and is a little far from the boutique. Other three songs: time boiled the rain, taste, and the most familiar stranger.

"Wind and rain make flowers,"

"Time can't catch up with white horse."

"The dream words of your young palm."

"Still holding on."

......

After listening, Xie Huaian was silent, thinking, this is another masterpiece, this must be a masterpiece, no wonder the album can sell so well.

The second song, "taste".

"There are few stars tonight."

"I don't know where they went."

"Naked sky."

"How lonely the stars are."

.........

Xie Huaian's mouth twitched. It's very good. It's Qin Ze. It's also an excellent song.

The third song, "the most familiar stranger"

"Remember,"

"The ocean brightened by moonlight outside the window."

"Do you remember?"

"It is love that makes each other light up the night."

"Why did we replace dependence with silence later?"

Xie Huaian decided not to just sit and wait.

He opened his microblog and wanted to appeal to fans for support again. At this time, he saw the fan comments below his microblog:

"I'll go. Is Qin Baobao crazy?"

"It's unscientific that we an an was overtaken by her. I bet all my pocket money this year."

"Together, if you dare to press this year's pocket money upstairs, I'll go out and take out next year's pocket money."

Xie Huaian is not moved. It's all iron powder. Look down.

"Hey, look at Qin Baobao's Weibo. Her single album was written by her brother."

"What? My husband wrote it? Then I'll support Yibo."

"I just came over from there and said to you, mom, it's so nice."

"The three songs keep cycling, which is good."

"I'm going to sleep listening to Qin Baobao's single. Good night."

"I have to support Qin Ze. I like him very much."

......

Xie Huaian wiped a handful of bitter tears.

Paralysis, this guy hangs up.

The next day, Xiangjiang old bacon woke up from a dream and gave his wife a good morning kiss. Old bacon likes to play with foreign devils. In the morning, I also eat peanut butter with toast, mashed potatoes, poached eggs and milk.

Old bacon accompanies his wife to have breakfast. His wife is ten years younger than him. A 30-year-old Shuiling young woman likes to play with her mobile phone when eating.

"Honey, what do you think of this bag?" The wife put the mobile phone in front of him and said coquettishly, "buy me one. It must look good on my back."

The old bacon reluctantly said, "didn't you just buy an LV last week and buy it again this week?"

The wife said, "it's just Chanel. I fell in love with it at a glance."

She spoke Cantonese. She was originally a model in Xiangjiang. She was tall and beautiful. She married Shen GUI, who was ten years older than herself, and quit the entertainment industry to become a carefree rich wife.

"Honey, you are the top seller of this album. Buy a bag to celebrate." The wife said, turning on the clients of several music websites, and said with a smile, "I'll help you see how much sales have been."

The flowery dimple on her face suddenly froze, stunned, and switched to another music client to check the album's daily sales list. Stunned again, I can't wait to click on the last client

"What's the matter?" Xiangjiang old bacon asked.

His wife looked at him in a daze, "husband, you fell to the second place."

"Rush very fast," the old bacon frowned. "Spend money to brush the sales? It's not necessary. But it doesn't matter. The difference should be small. It was on the shelves yesterday at 12 o'clock. Many fans have already slept and rushed back to the champion in a day."

Shen GUI is a seasoned veteran. It's nothing to lose his place temporarily. There will be a change of place on the first day of the album's release. But it doesn't matter. The ranking in a week is the final result, because fans can't continue to support endlessly. There will always be a day when the heat fades, and it will last for a week at most. This is the experience of the market.

"Is it a little difficult to catch up?" His wife didn't look very good, so she handed him her mobile phone.

Shen GUI fixed his eyes on it and said, "tenthousand?! baby Qin!"

Star art entertainment.

Li Yanhong couldn't close her mouth with a smile. "Baby, 110, 000, the sales of 110, 000 albums this night, my God, maybe you can break the record."

Despite psychological preparation, there is still a sense of happiness falling from the sky. How much are tenthousand albums? Her income is closely related to Qin Baobao, and so is her reputation. As a popular artist, the most direct beneficiary is not only herself and the brokerage company, but also the broker. How did the gold medal broker come? It's brought out by the stars.

Qin Baobao sat on the sofa with curled legs, revealing his curvy figure, holding a small notebook, browsing the original music network with joy, watching his unparalleled sales and comments, his eyes bent into a crescent moon with laughter.

She grabbed her cell phone and sent Qin Ze a "mmddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd".

A moment later, Qin Ze replied, "Pa Pa Pa!"

Qin Baobao replied with the word "roll", but the smile spread from the corners of his mouth.

Qin Baobao's album sold well and quickly spread to the middle and senior levels of Star art. The marketing department also held a special meeting to discuss whether it was possible to break the record of digital album and the evaluation of this revenue. The answer is very gratifying. The accounting manager who accompanied the meeting estimated that this investment would be the largest income of the company in music investment this year, provided that the sales volume would not be in full swing, which made team leader Xu, who was in charge of promotion and marketing, very happy. Because he can get a lot of money.

Then, the discussion on the IP plan of hyping Qin Baobao was launched. Taking advantage of this upsurge of sales champion, Qin Baobao was fired into the front line, increasing advertising fees and commercial performance fees, and people were actively contacted with Qin Ze to authorize the use of other copyrights of this album. As long as the music genius sat and waited for the money, the errand work was handed over to our Xingyi, and everyone made money together.

Team leader Xu even suggested that the company should find a professional writer to help Qin Baobao write an autobiography called "the rise of a top singer", but it was rejected by manager Yang. Manager Yang Xin said, NIMA, you have expanded to the Pacific Ocean. Other superstars haven't written autobiographies. Do you want to kill Qin Baobao? reject!

Group leader Zhao, who didn't get any benefit, was the one who helped Xu Lu promote the album. He said sour, manager Yang, this time, Qin Baobao's album promotion and publicity are not good enough. Next time, let's let our group also work together. It's easy to work with many people.

Manager Yang said, "well, well, we need to see how far the sales volume can reach.". Everyone dispersed first.