Lu Guang rubbed his hands excitedly: "Lizai, what do you think? Do you want to take this opportunity to mess with Mu Youwan and the others? I think we can!"
Mu Qingli pondered for a few seconds and shook her head: "No, it can't be done. It's a waste of time."
"Huh? Why, isn't there evidence?! There are pictures and the truth!"
Lu Guang couldn't understand.
Mu Qingli talked to him carefully: "These screenshots are just communication between big fans and them. Although everyone knows that there must be a connection between big fans and the studio, this cannot be supported legally."
"At the same time, even if we can find evidence and evidence to contact the studio, the other party only needs to push an agent or assistant to take the blame, and that's the end of it."
"In terms of time cost and public opinion, the effect of this is not much different from now."
It is not worthwhile to give and receive, and at the same time, it will be even more harmful if this matter is not pursued.
Netizens will conspire to say that Mu Youwan and others use their power to suppress others.
That's what's interesting.
Lu Guang understood: "But now the Internet is saying that you are very tough and you have attracted a lot of fans for this. If we don't pursue this matter, we may lose our fans."
"If it falls, it falls." Mu Qingli didn't care about these Lezi fans. These people were originally on the wall and had very low loyalty.
If you want to have a deep and prosperous career in the entertainment industry, you must have defensible works and representative works.
Mu Qingli: "Brother Guang, let's focus more on the single sales tonight."
"Okay, I'll keep an eye on it."
Cutting out the chat interface with Lu Guang, Mu Qingli clicked on Baili Mo's WeChat and sent a message.
*
Baile Records.
The secretary brought a cup of coffee, "President, the coffee you want."
Baili Mo took it casually, keeping his eyes on the computer. The computer screen was divided into two. On one side was the Weibo interface, which was full of topics related to Mu Qingli.
On the other side is the next work plan, including a detailed plan of what Mu Qingli's sales will be and what to do next.
"President, it's so late, why don't you have some dinner first."
Baili Mo looked back at him, "You go and eat and don't worry about me."
secretary:……
He had no choice but to sigh, turn around and leave the office. When he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned around and said.
"Miss Mu just sent you a WeChat message."
After that, close the door.
Baili Mo reached for the phone, unlocked it, glanced at WeChat with lowered eyes, and put it back.
A few seconds passed.
Taking it back into his hand, Baili Mo narrowed his narrow eyes slightly and looked at the sentence on the screen - [Has President Baili read the hot search? Can you believe me now? 】
Of course Baili Mo read the hot searches.
He even looked at various hot search topics of Mu Qingli during this period, including college entrance examinations, TV dramas, and accusations against black fans, etc.
Baili Mo's first sense was not good.
He prefers people who make songs silently. The reason why he and Mu Youdan broke up before was because he prefers to create some frivolous enthusiasm than singing and dancing, which is the most popular way for businessmen to return their money the fastest nowadays. :flow.
Baili Mo didn't like it, so he terminated the contract with Mu Youdan.
Now comes Mu Qingli, who is more topical than Mu Youdan. She is trending on searches all day and night, as if she has been on trending searches for the whole year.
"..."
Baili Mo sent six points and passed.
Mu Qingli replied quickly, "That's it. What does President Baili think of cooperation?"
Baili Mo hesitated for a while, then typed and asked her: "How much hatred do you have against Mu Youdan?"
"bigger than you."
"..."
When Mu Qingli saw this, she curved her lips.
"I agreed as President Baili."
Baili Mo: "Let's see if you can get the first place in sales this time."
The first request can be said to be very perverted, but Mu Qingli agreed without even thinking about it.
The personal single will be officially launched at 9pm.
Mu Qingli was exercising on the balcony with her cell phone on the table. It kept ringing at half past nine. She wiped her sweat and walked to the table to pick it up.
"Brother Guang."
"Pear, pear, pear!!! Sales!!! Exploded!!"
Mu Qingli raised her eyebrows: "How much?"
"Fifty thousand in half an hour!!"
What is this concept? Currently, the average sales volume of famous singers in the industry is around 150,000 per hour when they release new singles.
This 150,000 yuan is not an amount, but the number of records sold. In order to prevent fraudulent orders, the electronic record industry has imposed a purchase limit of three orders per person.
In other words, even if you are a fan and want to support your idol, you can only make 3 orders. Of course, if you use the accounts of your parents, brothers, and sisters to purchase, you can make three more orders.
But that’s for popular singers with a lot of fans.
Mu Qingli, a newbie in the singing world, doesn't have this appeal at all. Even if it does, fifty thousand in half an hour and one hundred thousand in one hour are still very good results.
Lu Guang was so happy.
"If the response is good, I can plan a career path for you as a singer in the future."
Mu Qingli clicked on the link and looked at the sales. It was fifty-five thousand.
The skill of speaking.
But... she wasn't very happy. Baili Mo had to be number one to cooperate with her. Now, this result was good for others, but not good for her.
Mu Qingli tapped her fingertips and continued to watch.
There were many comments on related topics on Weibo. After Lu Guang announced the good news, he hung up the phone and continued working.
Mu Qingli looked at it for a while, then went to run the water to take a bath.
It's almost twelve o'clock in the evening.
Mu Qingli checked the records backstage, and her single hit the number one spot on the newbie chart.
"Kacha!"
After taking the screenshot, send it to Bailimo’s mobile phone.
"President Baili, I win."
Baili Mo's mouth twitched when he saw this screenshot, "I'm talking about the sales list. Your sales list just hit 100."
"President Baili didn't say which list it was on, he just said it would be enough if he ranked first."
Baili Mo:......
Seeing that he didn't move, Mu Qingli sent a voice message: "President Baili is not going to be a swindler, is he?"
"Who is this shameless person?" Baili Mo couldn't help but say.
Mu Qingli was overjoyed when she heard a cello-like deep and magnetic voice coming from the microphone.
"Anyway, I got first place."
"Wish we can co-operate well."
Baili Mo: "..."
He paused and sent a message: "What do you want to do?"
Mu Qingli got up from the bed, surprised: "Did you agree?"
"Let me hear your plan first."
"I want President Baili to tailor a path for me to become a top idol. In return, I will step on Mu Youdan and the Mu family who are causing trouble behind him."
Baili Mo raised his eyebrows as he listened to the little girl's arrogant talk.
"If you want to be a top idol, you are missing the most important thing - gender."
Today's entertainment industry ecology is such that among the top idols, only men are able to do well. Women are not absent, but their development is limited. They usually turn to variety shows or acting after becoming famous.
Those who can be active on the stage of concerts and dances are basically male idols.
Because their fan base: there are enough fans.
"It doesn't matter, I can dress up as a man and debut in the talent show."
Baili Mo didn't expect her attitude to be so determined.
"Let me think about it."
Mu Qingli: "Okay, I'm waiting for your good news."
Putting down her mobile phone, Mu Qingli turned off the desk lamp and lay on the bed. The surroundings were dark, and wisps of light from the window fell into the room.
She raised her hand, and the black countdown on the back of her hand changed to the color of starlight in the dark night.
——[2162 hours, 12 minutes and 45 seconds]
Three months was enough for her to embark on a top-notch route.
——
The next day.
Mu Qingli was woken up by her cell phone vibrating. She looked at the time and saw that Lu Guang had called before seven o'clock.
"Lizai Lizai, your record sales have entered the list, number 58!!! Ahhhhh!!!"
"My pear boy, how can you be so strong?"
"That's great. I'm going to make an international phone call right away to tell my boss the good news. We will all get bonuses this year."
"That's right, I've picked out three good scripts and sent them to you. See if you like any of them!!!"
"Also, Bee wants to invite you to shoot a commercial."
Mu Qingli went from being dazed to waking up, "Fifty-eighth, it's not very good."
"Wow, you still dislike fifty-eight? You girl!" Lu Guang's voice had an obvious smile, "But there is promise, let's aim for the top twenty next time."
Nowadays, in the Chinese music scene, there is still an older group of singers who are struggling, and they are basically all in the top 20.
For a newcomer to reach the top 100, it is already a sign of great talent.
Mu Qingli's fifty-eight is not only due to her strong ability and good voice, but also the result of previous traffic blessings.
Because of this, many people online complained about her poor grades.
But Mu Qingli didn't care about that, she was waiting for Baili Mo's call.
At noon, after eating the food cooked by Ashan, Mu Qingli rubbed her round belly and said, "Ashan, your restaurant skills are going to explode."
Ashan was much more generous than before and happily agreed: "Really! Then when I retire, I will open a small restaurant."
"I will go work for you then."
"Hahahahaha okay."
The two were chatting happily when a call came from Mu Qingli's cell phone. It was from Baili Mo!
