On the Internet, Qin Baobao's forums, post bars and microblogs were enthusiastic.

Fans exchange their feelings of listening to songs and express their love for single albums.

"Time boiled rain is very pleasant to listen to, the words are slightly Wenqing temperament, the music is quiet, and there is a feeling of childhood sweetness. It has to be said that Qin Ze's products must be fine products."

"Taste" reminds me of my ex boyfriend: "I miss your smile, your coat, your white socks... And the faint smell of tobacco with my fingers." Instantly hit the tear point. Listen and cry once. "

"The most familiar stranger is good to listen to. Although it is a sad love song, it is not as sad as taste and as gentle as time boiled the rain. Instead, it sounds lit. And the lyrics are very deep."

"Is it really so beautiful?" Some people expressed doubts.

"Shit, are you a fan of Qin Baobao? Didn't you buy her album?"

"Well, I'm here to take a photo of Qin Ze and want to make it into a desktop. I'm not a fan of Qin Baobao."

"That's Qin Ze's fans? Bastard, I don't know that Qin Ze's products must be fine products? Buy them for me quickly (funny)."

Xie Huaian studio.

"Sister Liu, the gap is a little big. How to catch up?" Xie Huaian looked at the widening sales gap, a little helpless and a little anxious.

"Huai'an, this is an accident. I let people inquire. It was Qin Ze's brother who found Xingyi himself. Everyone was caught off guard. If we knew he was in charge of Qin Baobao's album, we would release a single next season."

"Can you let the company brush the sales volume?" Xie Huaian is unwilling.

"Don't think about it. Whether it's for profit or not, the company doesn't care. It used to help you brush because it wanted to make you famous. It's a marketing strategy. Now your popularity has reached the bottleneck, and it's meaningless to brush tickets."

Xie Huaian sighed.

The brokerage company takes profit as its goal. For stars, the word "name" comes first, followed by interests. Although making money is the ultimate goal, fame is the foundation.

Shen GUI's studio.

Compared with the calm of the old bacon, the staff of the studio reacted very strongly. Some said they would brush the sales volume to win back the champion, and some said they would spend money to buy news and increase publicity.

Shen GUI pressed his hands, made everyone quiet, and told them to do their own things and not to beep blindly.

Unwilling, his assistant followed up with the office, "boss, really don't brush it?"

Shen GUI opened his cigar box and twisted up a cigar. His assistant took it and helped him bake it.

After the cigar was roasted, Shen GUI bit it on his mouth, and the assistant helped light it.

He spit out a choking smoke, and slowly said, "isn't it for making money to release albums? My sales growth is gratifying, and the revenue is expected. Why invest money to brush the sales? Since my debut, I have released 32 albums and won the sales champion four times. Even one more time, it doesn't work for me."

In other words, his resume is thick enough to be the glory of a sales champion, which doesn't play a big role.

"You mean the sales volume of Qin Baobao brush?" The assistant said.

"I didn't say," Shen GUI shook his cigar. "All the songs are good songs. How many are they selling?"

"Your sales volume is 50000, and Qin Baobao is 120000."

"120000..." Shen GUI tut said, "broke the sales record of 100000 on the first day."

The next day, entertainment news.

"One hundred twenty thousand on the first day of Qin Baobao's album"

"Qin Baobao's single album breaks the daily sales record"

"Qin Baobao's single may hopefully refresh the annual record of digital album"

All major online media platforms push Qin Baobao's album related information. Most of them are the news that Xingyi spent money on and took the opportunity to hype up the album. But it can be said for sure that Qin Baobao's single album is so popular that he has no friends. On the first day of its release, it sold 120000 copies, breaking the daily sales record of digital albums. Her microblog in the early morning was praised by more than 100000 people.

Xu Yunhan forwarded her microblog and sighed, "it's good to have a brother. The country owes me a brother."

Then, Huang Yuteng silently forwarded it and angrily met Xu Yunhan: "you've made an appointment with a song. I've made an appointment until now, and I haven't even heard back (tears streaming down my face)."

Fans laughed and scolded in the comment area, saying they wanted to find justice for their idols.

After "I'm a singer", Qin Ze became popular again. Ironically, a search engine actually updated its encyclopedia.

The entry is introduced as follows:

Qin Ze, born in Shanghai, China in 1995, graduated from Shanghai University of Finance and Economics (Internship), suspected of living with Qin Baobao. Qin Baobao, the queen of love songs, is known as the "music genius" and "the fastest shooter in the history of singing". At the same time, it is also joked by netizens: the man behind Qin Baobao. His lyrics and songs are weird and changeable, and he is proficient in love songs, Chinese style, rock and other musical elements.

In July 2017, he composed the piano song "to Qin Baobao".

From July to August 2017, he created several boutique songs and two Golden Songs for Qin Baobao. Help Qin Baobao win the second season championship of "I'm a singer".

Representative works: blue and white porcelain, exaggeration, new love, fairy tales, opera 2

Character relationship: sister Qin Baobao.

My resume is very thin, and I'm sure I can't compare with those big men in the entertainment industry, but the gold content makes most of the seniors in the entertainment industry ashamed.

The industry has speculated that where can Qin Baobao's album sales go? The first day sales are broken, and the weekly sales?

"Is it possible for Qin Baobao to break weekly sales?"

"I hope it's great, but I can't guarantee it. There are many examples of albums that burst on the first day and then fade."

"There is no possibility of lack of stamina. Don't forget who the songwriter is. Moreover, Qin Baobao is very popular and at its peak."

"Qin Ze! What a talented ghost." Someone sighed.

Saturday.

Qin Baobao's album sales reached 220000.

Sunday.

Qin Baobao's album sales reached 300000.

......

By next Thursday, Qin Baobao's album has reached 500000, breaking the weekly sales record of digital album, which was 440000.

Sales have finally cooled down here. According to the market, the hot selling period of the new album is one week. Then it will grow slowly or even stagnate. There is no possibility that Qin Baobao's album will stagnate. It depends on whether she can break the annual sales record,

The entertainment industry is not a sensation, but the singing world is shaking three times. People in the industry are paying attention to Qin Baobao's album sales. With the development of the times at any time, piracy is rampant. After CD gradually withdrew from the market, the singer's profit model has been changing. Selling albums can't sell much money, which is one of the important incomes of singers in those years. You should know that in the glorious era of CD, the location of singers is equal to that of movie stars. Nowadays, the purpose of making albums and singing is to become famous, so as to receive advertisements, commercial performances and concerts.

The amazing sales of Qin Baobao's album undoubtedly gave singers a shot in the arm. The sales record of two million copies is not accidental. You see, there is another great man who is expected to break the album.

At 10 p.m., Qin Baobao returned home.

She just had a celebration dinner with several leaders of the marketing department, as well as the agent Li Yanhong, the recorder, the assistant and others. Although he refused to drink with the big boss, Qin Baobao would not refuse a similar celebration banquet. Being clean is a good thing. It would be too unique to push any entertainment.

Qin Baobao's face is red and his eyes are misty, with a hazy after drinking.

Qin Ze was still in the living room, holding his notebook to drum up his "career". Seeing his sister turning back, he didn't lift his head, "come back."

"Well." Qin Baobao changed into slippers, put his bag on the single sofa, went to Qin Ze's side and said, "you can't eat with ah Ze, ah Ze don't blame your sister."

It was originally agreed to invite Qin Ze and his best friend to dinner.

"Uh huh." Qin Ze perfunctory a few, did not care.

Qin Baobao drank a little too much wine. He boldly closed his brother's notebook, hooked him around the neck, and kissed his cheek. "My sister is the sales champion. Thank you, aze. I'm really worthy of being my sister's good brother."

"The routine is nothing new." Qin Ze's kiss to his sister has reached the point of indifference.

"What new ideas do you want?" Qin Baobao stared and said, "Pa Pa Pa?"

"Nonsense." Qin Ze was surprised. Seeing his sister's slightly drunk and naive posture, "get back to the room and go to bed. Don't play wine crazy with me here."

Qin Baobao held Qin Ze's arm, swaying his head and half squinting his narrow eyes, "wait, I'll give you a reward right away."

Qin Ze didn't take it seriously. She went back to the room by herself, holding her clothes into the bathroom and twisting her hips.

Qin Baobao was obviously slightly drunk, and he forgot to close the door. He looked into the room. Prince Jin was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and the exquisite figure curve was highlighted under the thin quilt. Prince Jin also noticed that the door was not closed, and glanced at Qin Ze's eyes appreciating the sleeping position of the beauty.

Miss Wang quickly opened the quilt, jumped out of bed, trotted over to close the door, glared at Qin Ze, and "snapped" the door closed.

The sound of water splashing in the bathroom.

Qin Zexin had no distractions, and took advantage of his sister's bath time to broadcast today's news.

Before the stock market, follow the dramas and novels. After the stock market, only follow the domestic news broadcast. It's still a never-ending time. I'm estimated to be old in the future. I lie on the hospital bed and say, son, when the news network is over, burn paper and inform your father. Then the son also said to his grandson, generation by generation

Qin Baobao is notoriously slow in taking a bath. Qin Ze used to get up late and was blocked by her at the door of the toilet, holding her urine until she went crazy.

Qin Ze almost finished watching the news broadcast before she came out, with wet hair and a bathrobe.

Twist your buttocks to the sofa, gently touch the snow-white sleeve neck with your fingers, and wink at Qin Ze, "do you want to see it? Sister gives you a reward."

"I don't want to see it." Qin Ze pretended to disdain and said something against his heart.

"I really don't want to see it?"

"You dare not take it off."

The elder sister snorted, grabbed both sides of the collar with both hands, and slowly tore open the bathrobe.

Qin Ze looked at his sister with disdain on his face. He guessed that she would stop halfway and would never dare to tear it to the end. The bathrobe slowly tore open from the neck, first the slender neck, then the exquisite collarbone, and then the tall and straight valleys. Qin Ze felt unable to control his eyes from squint to front eye

Qin Baobao suddenly gave a meal, and then fiercely pulled off the bathrobe.

The bathrobe fell to the ground, revealing not her sister's tender body like a lamb, but a layer of bath towel wrapped inside.

Paralysis is another elder sister's routine.

Qin Ze wanted to roar: show me this when my pants are off? But afraid that Prince Jin heard it, he resisted.

"Dead face!" Qin Baobao glanced at him and twisted his small waist back to the room.

Qin Ze shouted reluctantly, "didn't you say there was a reward? Can you do less routine and more truth?"