Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 82 Publicity
When Fang Jing was studying, he remembered that Chen Jinpeng liked to read online novels, and he talked about Fengling Tianxia all day long.

It's just that they were all pirated copies, and one yuan was downloaded from a stall near the school.

Times have changed, I never thought that he would become his own reader now, I have to say that it is really a trick of good fortune.

Seeing that there are melons to eat, Dongfang Bubai, who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, immediately jumps out.

"There is true love in the world, and there is true love in the world. After so many years, can the author Da Da and his former friends come to the scene today after thousands of mountains and rivers?"

"Come on, let's count down by tens, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!"

"Ahem! Ergou! I, you are at the same table, Uncle Guo!"

There is a big black dog in Chen Jinpeng's house. His father is closer to the dog than to him. Fang Jing gave him this nickname when he visited his house a few times before.

As for what Fang Jing said about Mr. Guo being a small local tyrant in his class, he was like [-] million because of his family's money. In private, Jing called himself his great uncle and Chen Jinpeng's second uncle.

"Fuck! It's you!" Feng Qingyang was excited, "I saw you on TV not long ago, and my dad was still talking about it! Said that you tricked me into stealing his cigarettes and selling them."

"Ahem! Don't worry about the old things, I'll send you the phone number, and call me when you arrive in the devil's capital."

Fang Jing blushed a little across the screen. At the beginning, this kid fell in love with Casino Royale, but because he had no channels, he didn't know who told him that he was an insider, so he had to pester for the address.

Can Fang Jing agree?This kind of thing has one thing and two things, everyone will come to him, will he be annoyed to death?The key is can you hand over what you have worked so hard to collect?

Unless you ask him to go online, it's almost the same!

In this way, Chen Jinpeng put all his pocket money into it. Once it was not enough, Fang Jing came up with a bad idea and asked him to sell two packs of cigarettes from home.

Dongfang Bubai: "What's the situation, sir? Why are you still on TV? Uncle Guo, how many years are you in prison?"

"So easy to learn, there are also online novels in it? No wonder it has been interrupted for a while, and you are tired of digging sand?"

Fang Jing: ...

This baby is not spilled!

"For the last few tickets, chat with me privately in Modu. It's time to watch the wind. Send me the address later, and I'll find a courier to send it over."

"By the way, don't forget to vote for the handsome Fang Jing!"

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The next day, as soon as Fang Jing got the tickets and sent them out, it didn't take long to see Chang He posting them in the group, 22 tickets, this guy is really dark.

But not to mention, Chang He is worthy of being an old editor. Many great masters have worked under him, and they are very familiar with each of them. After a few words, someone agrees to help promote it.

On this day, Great God River Crab finished posting the last chapter and opened a single chapter titled: "Urgent Notice!"

"Everyone, I haven't gone downstairs for three months. The day after tomorrow, I'm going to Shanghai TV to watch idol Fang Jing on New Year's Eve. I bought a ticket to go together. I don't know the way."

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to go. If you want Fang Jing's photo and signature to sign up, I will desperately ask for a few in the future. Remember to vote for him. I don't know how to do it. See his meager account. There is an introduction on it."

In addition to River Crab, great god Mao Maodou, Xiao Shui, third uncle, Zuo Fengtui, who is the best excavator, my grandson downstairs, leather whip and candle... More than 60 great gods have promoted Fang Jing.

I was cool with music that day, and Fang Jing's song comment section almost exploded. As soon as everyone met, they left messages recommended by a certain god.

"Passing by, I didn't know about Fang Jing before. The author of the novel recommended me. I listened to it a few times in the rainy season when I was 17. The song is really good, but it's a bit exhausting!"

"A student, this song is played every day on campus, it's brainwashed!"

"I'm from your province. The junior high school and Fangjing are the same school. I support you unconditionally!"

"I am Fang Jing! I am very happy to meet you here, and I hope to bring you more good songs in the future!"

Sudden! One of the more than 2 comments was placed at the top, the spokesperson was still certified by the website, and the singer Fang Jing was displayed on the back!

"Wow! Capture me alive!"

"Fortunately, it was quickly grabbed, may I be on the first floor?"

"Today is my 17th birthday, can Fang Jing have a word with me?"

"Hi, happy birthday!" Fang Jing left a message in person.

Not to mention, it's quite fun here. He just brushed for more than ten minutes, and the people here speak nicely, and everyone is talented.

In particular, there are a lot of people who tell stories, such as boyfriends, girlfriends, classmates, childhood stories, going to the hospital to cut leather bags, all kinds of things.

Because his songs are all free, all major music platforms have recorded them. After running here, Fang Jing went to Penguin Music, Yiwang Music, Gougou Music...

In the world of joy, Huang Jinyuan held a thermos cup soaked with wolfberries and looked at Fang Jing's meager, 740 million followers, which has increased a lot in two days.

Judging from the comment section and the number of reposts on Weibo, it doesn't look like a fan she bought. After shopping for half an hour, she finally figured it out.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

"Please come in!"

"Sister Huang, are you looking for me?"

Liu Wei was wearing a down jacket and a beige hat. She rubbed her little hands when she came in. She just came back from outside.

"Sit down." Huang Jinyuan increased the temperature of the air conditioner by a few degrees.

"How's the rehearsal going in the past few days? Get used to it."

"Very well, everything is going well."

"Yeah." Huang Jinyuan nodded, "Where is Fang Jing, what is he busy with?"

"Him?" Liu Wei was surprised. He didn't expect his agent to care about such things. "I don't know. He's busy running around now."

"Look at them." Huang Jinyuan turned the notebook over, "How much is Fang Jing's meager? 740 million, what about yours? 130 million, I bought 50!"

"I know you have just debuted not long ago, and it is not easy to fly in a short time, but if you don't work hard in this circle, you will be eliminated sooner or later."

"Fang Jing hasn't stopped talking since his debut. He is the best-developed and hardest-working one among you who joined the company."

"Check out the comments under his songs. There are hundreds of messages left by the deity himself. What about yours? I always don't ask, and I, the manager, will do everything."

Faced with Huang Jinyuan's accusations, Liu Wei bowed his head and said nothing, complaining about it thousands of times in his heart, "How does Fang Jing's agent do it? It's a promotional team, a hot search, and a variety show."

"I have received several endorsement business performances, and I heard that I am planning to establish a Fangjing post bar and operate a fan group recently."

"On the other hand, Huang Jinyuan doesn't see anyone all day long, and she puts all her energy on Li Yifeng's side, and doesn't care about their life or death."

After her tone eased, Huang Jinyuan said softly: "I heard that you and Fang Jing have a good relationship, why didn't you invite him to sing a song? It's different for someone like Shen Hao who gets one song."

"Don't feel embarrassed, favors are what you owe me and I owe you."

"Of course, if you can't wipe your face off, I can't help it. Anyway, I don't have money to buy you songs."

(End of this chapter)