dark fire

On the morning of Halloween, the digital album of the boy group SparkleBomb was launched.

The last group album of the five-member group was not what everyone expected. The fan-only support clubs issued a statement a week ago expressing their disapproval. The group fans and cp fans from all walks of life wanted to fight for sales, but they had no intentions. Insufficient spare energy, the album was released for two hours, and the sales volume was only one-third of last year's.

There was dead silence in the group of the remaining four people. Half an hour ago, Qi Liangli jumped out and said, "You all have something to say", but no one said anything. Zhong Yiran and Deng Lanluo didn't speak, and Ling Zhuo didn't want to speak either. .

He only sent a message to Zhang Jing: "Sister Jing, does it have to be like this?"

The statement was led by his fan-only support club. Since the last big tear-up, his fan circle has been completely torn apart from several other companies including group fans. As soon as the new album trailer came out, the support club issued a statement, The meaning of clearing the boundaries is obvious.The other Wei Fans were probably not happy about being slapped in the face by Ling Zhuo's fans, so they simply followed up and issued a statement, saying that if they don't make an appointment, they will not make an appointment. No one wants to bear the blame of Sales Waterloo in the end.

Ling Zhuo is not a fool, most of these actions of the support club were communicated by Zhang Jing and them, he knew what Zhang Jing meant, but he really didn't want to make things so ugly.

Zhang Jing replied: "Why not? Do you still ask your fans to give blood to the group? Forget it, you will announce new endorsements and magazines at the beginning of next month, why don't you let them save some money for business."

Ling Zhuo: "The sales volume of the group franchise is so ugly, people outside say that we are a mess, can we get rid of me?"

Zhang Jing: "What's the point? Real endorsements and magazine sales will stop people from talking. When you release your solo album next year, your fans won't be able to create a new record for you. What's the rush?"

Ling Zhuo didn't want to say it anymore, and he couldn't say it either.

When Lu Chixie came back, Ling Zhuo was still sitting on the sofa in the living room in a daze, and he didn't see the TV screen turned on.

Hearing footsteps, Ling Zhuo turned his head and reached out to Lu Chixie who was walking over: "You are back."

Lu Chixie: "Why don't you watch the TV when it's on?"

Lu Chixie sat down, Ling Zhuo lay down and pillowed his legs, and said in a muffled voice, "It's boring to be alone at home, there's nothing to see."

Lu Chixie had a job in the morning, and he didn't come back until noon, so it really wasn't interesting for him to be alone.

Lu Chixie reached out to touch his face, and his eyes fell on the screen of his mobile phone, which was the purchase page of their group special.

Taking his mobile phone and looking at it, Lu Chixie raised his eyebrows: "The sales volume doesn't seem to be very good?"

Lu Chixie doesn't know much about the music industry, but he has also heard that the sales of songs released by traffic stars have been rising all the way in the past few years, often tens of millions. Ling Zhuo is a top streamer, and his group is also a traffic group. The new album released sold for two hours. The amount has just exceeded [-] million, and it doesn't seem to be selling much, so the results are really not good.

Ling Zhuo: "All Wei Fans are available, it's already very good to be able to sell this amount."

Lu Chixie slid down the screen, there was a fan union below, and Ling Zhuo's fan group ranked first, even if they said no appointments, there were more casual fans than others.

But these fans probably changed the name of the trade union to "Lingzhuo solo vampire group disbanded" in order to vent their anger. Even the head portraits are "disbanded" in bloody black background and red letters. It is ironic that it is the first place .

Lu Chixie commented pertinently: "Your fans are quite tough."

Ling Zhuo: "...you should say a few words less."

Lu Chixie laughed, and continued to scroll down, because the only fans are gone, the top ten of the union accounted for a lot of CP fans, Ling Zhuo and Zhong Yiran's CP union ranked third, and they were the only ones in the top three cp union.

Lu Chixie read out the name: "Shuo Ran's pair? This cp name is not very pleasant, but there are quite a few people."

Ling Zhuo got up and wanted to grab the phone back, a little annoyed: "No matter how bad it sounds, how could Ling Chi be even worse?"

Lu Chixie didn't let him succeed, and asked him, "Does Teacher Ling often read other people's CP chats?"

Ling Zhuo: "You are talking nonsense."

Lu Chixie: "Lingchi is not bad, and he also entered the top ten. Although he is only seventh, he is the only guild that is not a cp in your group."

Ling Zhuo: "...That's not because you spent the money yourself."

On the website DarkFire alone, I bought 5000 and 25 copies, and the unit price was 13, which is [-]. This money can't be paid by small money, it must be Lu Chixie's own pocket.

Lu Chixie simply had money and had nowhere to spend it.

Lu Chixie ignored him, threw the phone back to him, picked up his own, downloaded the music app as well, and registered a trumpet.

Ten minutes later, Ling Zhuo watched Ling Chi's cp union rise to the third place, pressed Zhuo Ran's pair down, clicked in and saw that the number one contribution value had become a new account with the id "Lu Chixie", A total of 10 copies were bought.

Ling Zhuo: "..."

Ling Zhuo: "You don't need to burn like this if you have money, right? Are you interested?"

Lu Chixie: "I'm happy, Teacher Ling doesn't need to worry about money for me, or are you unhappy that you have suppressed other CPs?"

Ling Zhuo: "There's something wrong with you, are you immature? You even use your own name as your ID, and the selling price is more than 20. Are you afraid that others will not know that it's you?"

Lu Chixie didn't care: "If you know it, you know it. If you want to fire CP, you have to work harder and take some practical actions."

Ling Zhuo didn't want to talk to him at all.

Lu Chixie pulled him up: "Let's go, let's eat."

At the dining table, Ling Zhuo was still looking at his phone. As he expected, as soon as Lu Chixie's ID was listed, someone posted a screenshot online, asking if it was him.

But no matter how much speculation there is, there is no solid evidence after all, and it will be nothing in the end.

Ling Zhuo felt that Lu Chixie's spending of more than 20 yuan was really a bit of a loss, but it's hard to buy this young master's happiness,... Forget it.

On the opposite side, Lu Chixie suddenly said: "It's okay if the sales are not good this time, don't worry too much, it will be fine in the future."

Ling Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at him, Lu Chixie was eating, and seemed to be just talking casually.

Ling Zhuo: "...I thought you would be like Sister Jing, wishing that the group monopoly would not sell well."

Lu Chixie: "Mr. Ling, am I a villain in your heart?"

Ling Zhuo explained embarrassingly: "I didn't mean that either."

Lu Chixie: "Okay, after all, it's the song you put your heart and soul into recording. If it doesn't sell well, it's normal for you to feel uncomfortable."

Ling Zhuo: "Thank you for the consolation, but in fact, sister Jing's words are correct. In addition to cutting fans' leeks, a few passers-by will buy our kind of songs, and it doesn't mean anything if they sell well or not."

Lu Chixie didn't take it seriously: "Then make the music you like, try it if you want, don't hesitate."

Ling Zhuo's heart moved slightly, and he nodded: "You are right."

Lu Chixie signaled him: "Eat."

In the afternoon, Ling Zhuo still has work to do. After the new album is released, he still needs to promote it. He is going to a certain portal to participate in a live broadcast.

The place is not far from Lu Chixie's home, Yang Ming picked him up an hour early, made a simple styling in the nanny car, and went there to meet other people.

Before the live broadcast started, a group of people waited in the lounge.

Ling Zhuo came in the latest and came in to say hello to everyone. After sitting down, Qi Liangli noticed the watch on his wrist and leaned over to look at it: "I rely on the W-brand Biyi Double Star series, which also comes with diamonds. It costs 400 yuan. How much, right? Brother Zhuo, you are so willing."

This kid didn't notice the watch Ling Zhuo was wearing when he moved house last time, and today it's like discovering a new continent, he is amazed and envious.

Ling Zhuo: "Hmm..."

Now even Deng Lanluo leaned over curiously.

Ling Zhuo didn't explain much, the relationship between him and Lu Chixie doesn't need to be known by everyone, as for this watch, if the endorsement can really be discussed in the end, other people won't think too much about it, they will only think that he is Just bring the goods in advance.

Zhong Yiran glanced at Ling Zhuo with a complicated expression.

Afterwards, the staff came to inform them to go to the live broadcast room. Before going out, Zhong Yiran stopped Ling Zhuo who was walking at the end, and reminded him in a low voice: "Are you really going to wear this watch on the show? Don't be so high-profile, it's not good to you." Good."

Ling Zhuo frowned: "Captain, just leave it alone."

Zhong Yiran let go of his hand slowly: "Sorry."

The live broadcast time is one hour, and the topic revolves around their new album.

Ling Zhuo sat on the farthest seat and rarely spoke. When it was his turn, he said: "If you are interested, buy a copy and try to listen to it. It's not very expensive. Thank you for your support."

After this wave, seeing that the album sales have increased again, the effect is still good.

In the next session, the host said that they had received a lot of letters from our fans before, and asked each of them to pick one out and read it.

Ling Zhuo got three or four letters in his hand, all of which were written by his fans. He flipped through them casually, and suddenly his eyes stopped.

On a blue envelope was written the words "To Lingzhuo" flamboyantly. The handwriting was very familiar, so he pulled out this envelope and opened it.

The letter was unfolded, and Ling Zhuo glanced over it, confirming his guess, it was indeed Lu Chixie's writing.

Although it was not signed, he had seen Lu Chixie's casual handwriting on the script, which was this kind of sharp and chic handwriting.

The host over there has already spoken, suggesting that Ling Zhuo, who is on the farthest side, should start reading first.

Ling Zhuo didn't refuse, he calmed down, his eyes fell back on the letter paper, and he began to read slowly.

"To Ling Zhuo,

I don’t know if you will pick this letter from me. I want to tell you that I actually met you a few years ago. After being attracted by your singing, I have never forgotten it. I regret that I wasted several years to really know you. You look good. , Sings well, is very charming on stage, and has a cute personality, which is especially likable.I am serious about liking you, I will always like whoever I like, it is true.

If you think the love letter I wrote is not bad, can you tell me a confession in front of the camera? "

There were only a total of more than 100 words in the letter, but Ling Zhuo stuttered and blushed.

After finishing the reading, the host exaggerated "Wow", and said, "This fan is very bold and enthusiastic. Ling Zhuo, do you want to fulfill the fan's wish?"

Everyone else was laughing, but Ling Zhuo said helplessly, "Since you've won the lottery, let's satisfy him."

The camera focused on him, Ling Zhuo's eyelashes moved, and there was a smile in his eyes: "I like you too, it's true."

Everyone booed and applauded, and the live broadcast screen was also swiping. Countless people thought they were the letter writers. Ling Zhuo was inexplicably happy. Only Lu Chixie dared to play with this kind of public and secret confession in front of the camera. , quite exciting.

The live broadcast lasted for more than 40 minutes. After the end, Ling Zhuo sent a message to Lu Chixie, greeted the others, and left first.

When I went to the parking lot downstairs, I saw Lu Chixie's car waiting here unexpectedly. As soon as Ling Zhuo walked over, the other party honked the horn and opened the door.

Ling Zhuo asked Yang Ming and the nanny to go first and get in the car: "Why are you here?"

Lu Chixie: "Can't come?"

Ling Zhuo buckled up his seat belt: "No, I just didn't expect you to come to pick me up."

Lu Chixie: "Go out for dinner."

As the car drove out of the parking lot, Ling Zhuo turned his head to look at Lu Chixie from time to time.

Lu Chixie looked ahead: "What are you looking at?"

Ling Zhuo: "How did you send the letter in?"

Lu Chixie: "I heard from Yang Ming that there is this link, and I asked him to send it over."

Ling Zhuo: "Are you bored?"

Lu Chixie turned his head to look at him, and smiled: "That also requires the cooperation of Teacher Ling, who specially picked out my writing from those letters."

Ling Zhuo didn't feel embarrassed to say it again, he actually didn't expect that Lu Chixie said that he would write a love letter to him that day, it would actually come true, and he was so high-profile that he specially got it on the show for him to read, this person is really...

Ling Zhuo: "Mr. Lu, what do you mean by the letter you wrote? Why was it attracted by my singing a few years ago? What about the first love you mentioned before? Could it be me?"

Lu Chixie: "Yes."

Ling Zhuo: "...Really?"

Lu Chixie: "Really."

Now Ling Zhuo really didn't know what to say, and he didn't know if he was shocked by this fact, or because he was so frustrated that the so-called first love that he had been brooding for so long was himself?

"Is it fun to play with me?" Ling Zhuo held his breath and asked him, "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Lu Chixie: "It's quite fun, it's rare that Teacher Ling will be jealous because of me."

Ling Zhuo turned his face away, looked out the window and ignored him, as if he was really angry.

The car stopped at the intersection, the red light.

Lu Chixie squeezed Ling Zhuo's hand beside him: "Are you unhappy again?"

Ling Zhuo: "When did it happen?"

Lu Chixie: "When?"

Ling Zhuo: "When did you know me?"

Lu Chixie mentioned the name of the bar: "Four years ago, I went there for a drink with my friends. I was in a bad mood at the time. When I heard you sing, I remembered it. It's a pity that you ran away that time."

Ling Zhuo carefully recalled that it was a bar near the music school where he was studying. At that time, a classmate of his was stationed there. Once a classmate was sick and asked for leave, so he was asked to go to the bar. There was indeed such a thing.

...It turns out that Lu Chixie really has a lot of love.

Lu Chixie: "Remember?"

Ling Zhuo suddenly came over and quickly kissed him on the cheek, but he still didn't dare to look at him, as if he was very embarrassed.

Lu Chixie: "What does that mean?"

Ling Zhuo whispered: "Congratulations on finding your first love."

Lu Chixie pointed to the camera outside: "I can take pictures."

Ling Zhuo coughed lightly, and sat back obediently.

Lu Chixie smiled, the red light had turned green, and he stepped on the gas pedal.