Poverty alleviation variety show goes to the countryside, my talent can no longer be hidden

Chapter 105 Where is Teacher Zhou? Please save him.
Within one hour of going on sale, the online sales of "Red Bean" exceeded 150,000 copies.

In three hours, sales exceeded 300,000 copies.

The feedback from various offline locations is also quite good, with cumulative sales exceeding 50,000 copies and a very good momentum for destocking.

It's a standard good start.

However, along with the series of good news came terrible word of mouth.

Offline gatherings, Weibo, Tieba, major BBS communities... almost everywhere this album is being discussed.

To be polite, pinch your nose and say "not so good" or "not very nice"...

The angry guys were more direct, saying, "This album is a pile of shit", "RNM give me your money back"...

Huaban.com also gave Red Bean a score, with an average score of only 6.8 points. The rating array is a standard C-shape, with more people giving it one star than five stars...

In the Internet age, the speed of information circulation is very explosive, and bad word of mouth can spread to every corner in an instant.

In addition, Dongxing Records and Xu Lingyue’s studio did not do any public relations or control reviews, which led to a cliff-like collapse in word-of-mouth and reputation.

The criticism directly affected the sales, and the album's sales curve began to flatten rapidly that night.

When I looked again the next morning, the sales growth curve even turned downward...

Seeing the trend of this curve, everyone basically understands that this album will hardly sell.

The online channels are still better. If the products don’t sell well, they will just make less profit. But the offline dealers are really going to cry.

If you can’t get rid of the inventory, you’ll lose money, and the agent won’t allow returns!
With both sales and reputation collapsing, it is natural that the product will be met with ridicule and mockery.

Xu Lingyue’s own Weibo and her studio account were both hit hard.

"I've been holding it in for over a year, and this is it? This is it?"

"Tell a joke, little diva, hahahaha..."

"Selling this kind of album is no different from cheating people out of money."

"Where's Teacher Zhou? Please help! Is that the only song you can write?"

"Hot chicken!"

"..."

At noon, Yang Yan updated her Weibo status and sent a "shit" emoticon.

Although not a single word is written, the direction is already very obvious.

Xu Lingyue’s fans were extremely angry, but they could do nothing about it.

Who made this new album so disappointing?
It’s such a strong headwind that I can’t jump!

Even Xu Min, a senior who had previously publicly expressed his expectations for the new album, publicly expressed his disappointment on Weibo.

And this is not an isolated case.

In the past, whenever Xu Lingyue released an album, her peers and actors in the film and television industry would post pictures to show their support, but this time... there was not a single one.

Even Lin Xina was too embarrassed to post pictures, because even she thought this album wasn't that good...

"Sister Hongdou, what's going on?" Lin Xina looked depressed. "How could you make an album like this? It's better not to do it."

"Impossible." Cao Xing shook his head and said, "I heard that there is a clause in her contract with East Star Records that she must release one album a year, otherwise the penalty for breach of contract is no joke."

Lin Xina sighed and said, "Isn't this just destroying my own career? I'm afraid a large number of fans will be lost once this album comes out!"

"As long as there is dry wood, there is no need to worry about running out of fire." Cao Xing comforted her, "As long as she doesn't lose her fighting spirit, she will be able to..."

"Cough-cough-"

Zhou Hao, who was standing next to him, was almost choked to death by a mouthful of fat otaku's happy water, and his face turned red.

Cao Xing blinked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Lin Xina also reacted and rolled her eyes unhappily, "You don't have to use idioms if you don't know how to use them."

Cao Xing was confused, "Brother, did I say something wrong?"

Zhou Hao patted him on the shoulder and said, "Next time in public, try not to use idioms."

Cao Xing scratched his head, took out his cell phone and started searching.

"It's a pity that screenwriter Zhou's poem was lost." Lin Xina looked regretful, "If it was Zhang Shenzhuan, combined with Teacher Zhou's "Red Bean" and your poem, it would definitely become a classic handed down from generation to generation."

Zhou Hao smiled, his heart calm.

This result is not unexpected.

When he first heard the song "Flowers Like Fog", he had already guessed this would be the result.

It's just that the current situation is more tragic than he imagined.

The reputation that Xu Lingyue had accumulated over six years was basically destroyed by this album.

Compared to this, Zhou Hao was more worried about something else.

"Have you contacted her today?"

"No." Lin Xina shook her head. "She didn't reply to my Feixun and her phone was turned off. I couldn't get in touch with her at all... Where are you?"

Zhou Hao shook his head, "Same."

Self-confidence completely collapsed, even becoming autistic... this was the scariest thing!

"The only one who can save her now is probably Teacher Zhou." Lin Xina had a look of regret on her face. "If Teacher Zhou could have written a few more songs, things wouldn't have turned out like this." "I can't figure it out either." Cao Xing, who was checking the sentence, blushed and interrupted, "Sister is obviously very familiar with Teacher Zhou, why not just let him take charge of the entire album?"

Lin Xina shook her head, also looking puzzled.

"I heard from her agent...it seems like she did this to protect Teacher Zhou." Zhou Hao whispered, "After the song 'Red Bean' became popular, many people wanted to dig out information about Teacher Zhou from her."

"If Mr. Zhou were to produce the entire album... I think those people would go even crazier and would probably dig Mr. Zhou out."

Lin Xina suddenly realized, "So that's it... Then there's nothing we can do."

"Hey, what do you think Mr. Zhou is thinking? Why is he hiding and refusing to see anyone?" Cao Xing frowned in confusion, "Why is he acting like a fugitive criminal?"

"You crow's mouth, can you say something nice?!" Lin Xina rolled her eyes.

"That's right. I really can't understand why he wants to live in seclusion..."

Zhou Hao on the opposite side lowered his head and drank a sip of happy water, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.

This is the price of cheating...

Back in the room, he turned on his backup phone.

No Fetion messages popped up, and the silence made him a little uncomfortable.

He opened Xu Lingyue's communication box and sent a brief greeting: "Are you okay?"

After waiting for a long time, no one answered.

Is this really autism?

After taking a shower and coming back, there was still no reply. He was too lazy to waste any more time, so he turned on his computer and started typing.

While Xu Lingyue’s “Red Bean” is facing collapse, his “The Legend of the Condor Heroes” is becoming more and more popular.

The traffic diversion by Internet celebrities is still continuing, and Miaobi is also increasing its promotion efforts. Not only those conventional channels, but now the same traffic diversion entrances as psoriasis can be seen in many high-traffic web pages.

Penguin, as a strategic partner, even used nuclear weapons - pop-ups!
Thanks to the efforts of all parties, the average subscription of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has easily exceeded 8 and is still going up.

It’s only a matter of time before the number of people reaches 100,000.

As my grades improve, my motivation to write naturally increases. I can write 20,000 words in one breath without any pain in my waist or legs. It feels easy and enjoyable.

When he closed the computer lid, he found that Xu Lingyue had replied to his Fetion message an hour ago.

Moreover, both accounts replied, and the content of the replies were exactly the same.

"It's not a big deal. I'm prepared. I just want to be alone for a while."

Hard mouth!

After thinking about it, Zhou Hao decided to communicate with her through a pseudonym: "It doesn't matter if you fall once, just stand up and keep working hard."

This time the reply was quick, "Thank you. I'm so sorry for wasting your song "Red Bean". I guess I won't get much money from it."

It would be fine if I didn't mention this, but it really hurts when I do.

With the current sales trend, we would be lucky if we could sell over 500,000.

After all the layers of exploitation and profit sharing, there was really not much money left in his hands.

I was originally planning to make some money from this, but now it seems I was overthinking.

"Actually, if you think about it, this failure may not be a bad thing." Xu Lingyue suddenly sent a long reply.

"After the failure of this album, East Star Records will probably not renew my contract. I don't have to be pushed to release an album anymore. I can take a break and adjust myself."

"It won't be too late to start again after everything is sorted out."

Zhou Hao replied with a thumbs up, "It's good that you can figure it out."

Then, I saw the “The other party is typing” icon light up above the chat box.

After nearly ten minutes of intermittent communication, only two words were sent.

"Good night."

The entanglement between the two words almost overflows the screen.

…………

The balcony of an apartment in Mingzhu City.

Xu Lingyue, dressed in pajamas, held her cheek with her hand, staring blankly at the moonlit night sky, her thoughts flying in the night wind along with her long hair.

From time to time, she could hear the "click, click, click" sound of a cell phone typing behind her, which made her very annoyed.

"Why do you always stand behind me?" Xu Lingyue couldn't help but turn around and asked, "Can't you go to the study room to work?"

"I'm staring at you." Zhang Hong said unhappily, "Let me make it clear first. If you want to get upset, don't jump around in my house. I can't take the blame."

"Psycho." Xu Lingyue couldn't help but curse.

After being scolded, Zhang Hong showed a hint of smile on her face. "If you want to scold, just scold a few more times. Don't hold it in."

Xu Lingyue rolled her eyes at her, sat down on the rattan chair, picked up a tiger skin roll and started eating.

As the sweets entered my mouth, my mood improved a little.

"What are you going to do next? Do you have a plan?" Zhang Hong sat up with him.

Xu Lingyue was silent for a long time, and finally uttered a sentence:
"I want to go to Siyuan Village for a few days."

(End of this chapter)