Chapter 169

Hard to stay up late fans have bought their idol album, a five yuan, you can repeatedly buy, unlimited number of times. In addition to changing from CDs and records to digital albums, the marketing channels have changed little. For example, there were crazy fans who could spend tens of thousands of yuan to buy idols' albums repeatedly. Now it's simpler, as long as you brush up the purchase volume of albums.

Since the launch of digital albums, the annual sales record is 2 million, not money, but the number of albums.

Since 12 o'clock, the album sales of the major stars have increased geometrically, ten, one hundred, one thousand Then the gap between stars is widened. After the sales volume reaches 10000 units, the momentum stops and the growth is slow. There are only three albums, Qin Baobao, Xie Huaian and Xiangjiang laobacon.

But they are also divided into before and after, leading is Xiangjiang old bacon, followed by Xie Huaian, Qin Baobao temporarily ranked third.

Late at night, Shen GUI lay in bed with a notebook on his belly, repeatedly switching and refreshing on major music websites, watching his album sales continue to grow.

The wife beside the pillow stood up, her head against the head of the bed and said with a smile, "how is it going?"

Shen GUI said, "first for the time being."

He switched several music websites to his wife one by one, and the total sales volume reached an astonishing 30000 pieces, each of which was 5 yuan.

"Only more than an hour, sold so much?" His wife said happily, "it's more than selling CDs before."

For his wife's wrong understanding, Shen GUI smiles. In the era when CDs dominated the market, the sales volume reached one million copies, which was almost the peak. At first glance, it seemed that it was not as good as digital albums. Considering the price at that time and the current currency inflation, the gold content of digital albums absolutely exploded.

And at that time, there were many people who bought albums. CDs and records were of collection significance.

"This sales champion is safe." Asked the wife.

Sales champion is an important reference standard for popularity and popularity.

Shen GUI said with a smile: "it's very tight to catch up with you. It's the most important thing in the previous week whether you can establish the position of sales champion or not."

Having said that, his manner and tone were especially relaxed. He closed his notebook and hugged his wife: "go to sleep."

In a luxurious five-star hotel suite, Xie Huaian reclined on the sofa, in his bathrobe, and with his laptop on his knee, he was absorbed in browsing major music websites. Chewing gum in his mouth, the silver earrings in his left ear sparkle.

A few meters away on the big bed, lying sleeping girl, light brown hair spread in the white pillowcase, snow-white round fragrant shoulder looming.

After brushing for a moment, I can see that the gap between Shen GUI and Qin Baobao is gradually widening, and Qin Baobao in the rear is biting very tightly, and there is the possibility of anti surpassing at any time.

He trimmed his delicate brows and wrinkled his brows. No, it's not safe to go on like this. We have to fight for one. At the same time, the title of sales champion can give him a layer of gold.

Xie Huaian logs in to Weibo, opens the camera function, takes a look at her partner, and adjusts the angle to prevent any "suspicious" things from entering.

"Click!"

A self portrait.

"It's hard to sleep late at night. The new album is on line. Please support it."

There are fans immediately replying on Weibo. Nowadays, there are not too many people who cultivate immortals at night.

"Ann is so handsome."

"Take off your bathrobe."

"I've been buying them all the time. I've already done 20."

"Same as above!"

"Fifty bills have been paid, and the pocket money has been killed."

"There's no prospect upstairs. What's this money? I've invested all my pocket money for next month."

"Make sure ANN is the champion."

"It's a little difficult. Shen GUI's fans are crazy."

"Ann, you take off your bathrobe. I'll buy a thousand of them. It depends on whether you put the welfare on or not."

"If you like it, you will have motivation if you have welfare."

"Take off that hateful bathrobe."

"Pooh, welfare? How can this routine be so familiar? I just came from Qin Baobao's microblog, and her fans are calling for welfare. "

"Haha, her fans are just disrespectful."

Xie Huaian is excited to brush comments. Seeing this, he shakes his head and laughs.

Qin Baobao has been famous for only three months. It took him two years to get to where he is today. Thanks to the unspoken rules of IP speculation in the market today, he wanted to become popular more than ten years ago only by his works: a TV series with the same audience rating, or a golden melody popular in the south of the Yangtze River.

Instead of buying news, brushing your face and going on a few variety shows, you can get the top line.

Qin Baobao's promotion speed is like a monkey. The reason lies in her beauty, the best template for IP speculation, and then the several enduring excellent songs. It can be said that IP and works in one.

Fortunately, Qin Baobao's single album is not her brother's work.

Late at night.

Qin Baobao is suddenly woken up by the mobile phone ring, half squinting and fumbling around the pillow."Ouch," the mobile phone did not touch, but the face of Wang Zijin was caught.

"Here it is, under my pillow." Prince Jin frowned and handed her the mobile phone.

Qin Baobao "Oh" a, sleepy, a face of muddled forced to connect the phone, "who ah."

"Baby, did you forget to send the picture?" Li Yanhong's voice came out from the loudspeaker, anxious.

"What picture?" Qin Baobao said blankly.

"My aunt, did you really forget?" Li Yanhong said: "didn't you send a microblog to appeal for fans' support? It's past 12 o'clock. Before you tweeted, I said that the ranking was unscientific, and you are now ranked third. Fans don't know that Qin Ze writes songs for you. The publicity is not in place. "

Qin Baobao remembers. He originally said that he would send a micro blog before the album was put on the shelves, appealing for fans' support. The photos were all ready. It was the picture Qin Ze was listening to at the sound recorder. Netizens all know that Qin Baobao's house has a gold lettered signboard. Many fans said that "we don't listen to the songs written by Qin Ze".

But Qin Baobao didn't hold on until 11 o'clock and fell asleep.

"Oh, don't worry. It's gold that always shines. It's just on the shelves."

"You are more calm than I am." Li Yanhong muttered.

New people are most likely to worry about gains and losses, and then eager for quick success and instant benefits. When they see a bad review, they are worried about it. When they see the ranking behind, they feel the end of the world and despair in life. Li Yanhong is such a psychology. Although she is not a new person in the workplace, she brings out a new star like Qin Baobao for the first time.

"I'll do it now," Qin Baobao said and hung up.

Wang Zijin groaned and raised his hand to beat Qin Baobao's buttocks. He complained: "I wake people up in the middle of the night. I have a shallow sleep and it's hard to fall asleep."

She got up very angry.

Qin Baobao hugged her friend's head and pressed it on her plump chest: "darling, sister coax you to sleep."

"Be careful, I bite you," Prince Jin struggled out of her chest, hum: "don't sleep with you."

Qin Baobao's Phoenix eyes narrowed and Yin measured: "little hoof, you exposed it."

"What is exposed?" Wang Zijin was at a loss.

"You want to sleep with Azer Qin Baobao said angrily.

"No, I can sleep in the living room." Wang Zijin cried out.

Qin Baobao turned over, straddled her bosom friend's waist, pressed her shoulders, lowered her face, and pointed her nose against each other. She said, "well, we've been friends for so many years. You really like my pig, so I'll give it to you."

Prince Jin skimmed the beginning, death does not admit: "nonsense, I don't like Qin Ze."

Qin Baobao's eyes flashed with joy, provoked by the corners of his mouth, and said: "don't deny it. You see my family, aze, is handsome, can write songs, cook delicious, and make so much money in the stock market. You see, where to find such a good man now. If you like, we are sisters. Can I help you

Prince Jin heart said, you this dazzle younger brother crazy devil when to change sex, the clever Prince Jin immediately knew by the boudoir belt rhythm, ha ha: "so good, you marry him to get."

Qin Baobao feels that she has been stabbed at the gate of life by her best friend's sharp sword. She wants to be squeezed out of the small one under her leather robe. Moist black bright eye son flashed the color of flustered, curse a way: "bah, you old witch, he is my younger brother good felling."

Wang Zijin joked: "ouch, I feel guilty."

"Shut up and watch me rip your mouth." Qin Baobao reaches out to tear Prince Jin's mouth.

They wrestled in bed, panting and shouting.

"Bang bang bang!"

The fierce knock on the door accompanied by Qin Ze's cry: "neuropathy, sleep in the middle of the night, do not go to work tomorrow."

The two of them were momentarily dumbfounded.

Qin Baobao cries: "fierce what fierce, this sleeps."

"Well, your photos haven't been sent." Wang Zijin reminds me.

"Oh, I almost forgot again." Qin Baobao lies down, and logs in to the microblog on the mobile phone, uploads the photo, with the words: "thank you for your help, mumuda."

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