"Thank you for your support. The matter has been resolved. Everyone is welcome to enjoy my new song on New Year's Eve."
Two days later, a V blog was posted through Chen Mo's account, indicating that Lin Zhiyuan's matter had been completely resolved. The Lin family's power in Jinhai was almost completely wiped out, and the Shen family took this opportunity to arrange for people from the Shen family camp to occupy a small number of important positions.
Soon, someone replied:
[It’s okay, Kurotsuchi. We are looking forward to your new song. It must surprise me. I had no plans to watch the Spring Festival Gala. 】
[Hahaha, if we from the black land take action, the aristocratic family will have to stand down for us! 】
[Don’t forget there is us, the Sniper Legion, we are all sharpshooters! 】
[That is, the current Spring Festival Gala is getting more and more ugly, and even the sketches have changed. 】
[I have worked hard for a year, and I wanted to relax by watching a Spring Festival Gala sketch, but I ended up having to get an education, which is ridiculous. 】
【Who says it’s not? There are also songs, what the hell! They were all weak and weak people. Listening to those songs made me feel uncomfortable. 】
[I remember last year’s Spring Festival Gala, there was a singer named He Cheng, good guy, his singing almost sent me to meet my wife. 】
[You must have missed you too much. I tried to dream of you but failed, but I dreamed of that singer...]
[Damn, brother upstairs, you are such a genius! 】
【……】
Reading the comments, the more I looked at Chen Mo, the more frightened he became.
Everything was normal at first, but later on, there was a feeling of mutual irritation, and the targets of each other's quarrels became major artists who participated in the Spring Festival Gala.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't mean to start a fight, I just slipped away!"
After talking to himself, Chen Mo exited the V-blog interface, really unable to read any more.
As for deleting the V-blog, he hadn't thought about it. Anyway, he just posted a normal V-blog. As for who was the most miserable, he didn't want to pay attention to it. This was a spontaneous behavior of all kinds of fans, and he couldn't stop it, right?
Are those ripped artists coming to trouble him? Sorry, I don't know anything!
The Lin family and Lin Beishan were furious: "You bastard, the Shen family has really gone too far to bully others. He even used our Lin family's resources in Jinhai as a favor. Damn it, damn it!"
Although he had realized the Lin family's mistake, he still couldn't bear it.
But he could only vent his anger at home, not to mention that Jinhai was taken down, the Lin family was already seriously injured. Now the seven major families don't like to see the Lin family very much. If he does something now, he will immediately become the target of public criticism.
There was also Chen Mo, who actually played tricks on him. That hot search blocked the life of the Lin family in advance. No matter whether it was before or after the incident, he did not dare to act rashly. Otherwise, it would not be the Shen family that would take action, but the country. In that case, the Lin family would probably be wiped out.
The more he thought about Lin Beishan, the angrier he became, and the angrier he became. After thinking about it, he angrily walked to another room.
"Dad, where are you going?" Lin Zhicheng was about to say something, but he saw the former leaving.
Lin Beishan snorted coldly: "I can't believe it, it's all that little bastard's fault. I'm going to take it out on you!"
Looking at his father's disappearing back, Lin Zhicheng opened his mouth and finally gave up the plan of persuasion. But Zhiyuan was miserable. A physical torture was unavoidable. He really couldn't bear to listen to his brother's screams...
"Ah~~~Dad, I was wrong. I won't dare to go out and fool around again next time, ah~~~"
"No, I was wrong. I should have shot you against the wall in the first place. I will break your legs right now to see how you still go out and fool around. You stop for me, or I will beat you to death, you little bastard..."
Lin Zhicheng walked out of the house and sat down in the small pavilion in the courtyard.
His mobile phone was placed on the table, the screen was still on, and it was the V-blog that Chen Mocai had sent.
Yes, he also followed Chen Mo's account, of course, not to chase stars, but to grasp the latter's status. Before he left, the other party mobilized his fans and put Zhiyuan's behavior on the hot search. This was a provocation to him and the Lin family, and he would not let it go.
"Dad, why doesn't the Spring Festival Gala that mom attends take place on New Year's Eve like dad does?"
Today, it can be said that everyone in Shen Yuan went out to attend the Spring Festival Gala of Yancheng Satellite TV. Shen Xingluo asked in confusion while holding his father's neck.
Chen Mo looked at his daughter with a smile: "Because the CCTV Spring Festival Gala will be broadcast on New Year's Eve, other provincial satellite TV Spring Festival Galas can only be moved forward or postponed."
"That's it, then why doesn't mom attend the CCTV Spring Festival Gala?"
"Well...that's because my father just debuted, so my mother gave up this opportunity to him, and my mother has been on the CCTV Spring Festival Gala before."
"Oh, then mom is better than dad, dad, you have to work harder!"
The little girl's words made everyone laugh. Computer skills aside, she was no different from an ordinary girl.
With the strength of the Shen family, it was a piece of cake to get a dozen tickets for the Yancheng Satellite TV Spring Festival Gala, and the location was very high.
The group of people found their respective positions and began the long wait.
At eight o'clock in the evening, it finally started. Because Shen Qingrou's program was on the twelfth one, everyone was not very interested yet.
However, Chen Mo looked at it very seriously. He was looking for fresh blood for Xingluo Entertainment.
The opening song was sung by a king-level singer. The lyrics were very positive and received warm applause. It was also a good start for Yancheng Satellite TV's Spring Festival Gala.
But for this king, Chen Mo sighed and shook his head.
Of course, it's not because the other party's singing is not good, but because they can't be poached. This king does not belong to any entertainment company, but he has his own studio. How can he recruit the boss of a company that has just been established for less than half a year? ! Unless the entire studio is poached, they will definitely disagree.
In the second program, a group of students wearing school uniforms and red scarves walked up from the backstage.
It was also a song, but this time it was a chorus. The singing skills of the students were naturally not comparable to those of professional singers, but the neat and loud singing still shocked the audience.
Chen Mo's eyes lit up. He focused on the lyrics, composition and arrangement. Listening to the host's introduction, they all came from one person. There are only a few people in the Song and Song Department of Xingluo Entertainment now, and they are in great need of such comprehensive talents, so he secretly made a note of this show, and after the show ended, he planned to go backstage to ask.
At least for now, he believes that the person who created this chorus is still better than Fan Xiaobin.
(To be continued!)
