I'm here to chase the stars

Chapter 80 Are You Free

Xu Fang's reply was quickly discovered, and the meaning didn't even need to be borrowed, everyone understood it at a glance.

Fan welfare, just like other celebrities posting short videos and selfies, it's very casual.

Could it be that when other celebrities post photos, you comment on the photography skills, and post videos, and you evaluate the director's level.

Xu Fang is scolding the music critics for being full!
But in other words, the song that serves as a fan benefit is ranked third in the popularity index, which is also amazing. Looking at the front, the first is "You Will Marry Me Today", which is also Xu Fang's. With the popularity of the mv, once again Back to number one.

Xu Fang's fans are happy.

"I can't hold back the random evaluation and I'm being reviled."

"Hahaha, which other fan benefits can have such popularity."

The music critic who was slandered was so aggrieved that he couldn't get angry. Xu Fang didn't say a word of obscenity, not even sarcasm.

If you still hold on to it, it's not Xu Fang's fault, but music critics like them deliberately being black.

After thinking for a long time, the music critic replied: "Looking forward to your official work."

A group of netizens who are good at psychoanalysis read it and quickly interpreted it.

"This is on the bar."

"Both sides are very scruples about their image, so it's not easy to swear, maybe they hate each other in their hearts."

"Haha, I like this kind of battle without gunpowder."

"It depends on when Xu Fang releases a single or an album."

Xu Fang returned one and stopped paying attention. He felt that he was quite good at such things as trolling people.

But for a lazy person, typing is annoying, how can there be popcorn with happy fat house water, and it is comfortable to lie on the sofa and watch TV for a while.

Xu Fang was silent, but now he also has a studio, and Cheng Xiaoyang has been watching the situation on the Internet.

After the music critic finished replying, he quickly posted a message on the studio's Weibo: "In order to bring good works to everyone, Xu Fang recently declined many commercial performances and announcement invitations.

In the next six months, he will definitely release his first album, and before that, there will be an album that he participated in the production to meet with you.

Thank you for your support during this time! "

Fans responded one after another, such replies as "support and support", "no rush, no hurry", "buy a truck for releasing an album" abound.

The studio here responded, and the music critics couldn't say anything more. We can only wait for Xu Fang's album to come out.

A group of self-media, headed by Tian Yi, sharpened their knives, but found that the thunder was too loud and the rain was little, so they could only silence, lamenting Xu Fang's cunning.

"Hey, look how stressed I am recently." Xu Fang rested his cheeks, bit the straw in the glass in front of him, took a sip of the juice, and complained to Wei Wan who just came out of the recording studio.

"A lot of pressure? Why didn't I see it!"

Wei Wan sat beside him, took the headphones next to him, listened to the recording just now, and then asked, "How do you feel?"

Xu Fang said bluntly: "I'm in a bad mood, but I don't blame you. It's hard to change my mood quickly after singing several songs with different styles in succession.

Anyway, it’s practice now. When recording, it may take several days to record a song, and there is enough time for you to adjust your voice and emotions. You are more professional than me in this regard, so I don’t need to say more. "

"Yeah." Wei Wan agreed. She has been practicing repeatedly these days, but she is still a little nervous when she thinks that the official recording will be made tomorrow.

Such a good song, what if you can't sing it well.

At this time, Xu Fang's lazy voice sounded beside her ears, as if he had seen through her thoughts: "It's not a live singing, I'll be satisfied if I record it a thousand or eight hundred times."

"You've only recorded it a thousand or eight hundred times." Wei Wan was angry, was she questioning her singing skills!

Xu Fang shook his head: "I advocate 'One Take' to be perfect only once, even if there are really flaws, it is also part of the singing."

"You are lazy!"

"You don't understand art."

"Don't listen to your nonsense, you get out for me."

"Ok?"

"Get out and get out."

Half a minute later, Xu Fang was kicked out of the recording studio.

There was no one in the corridor, and the recording studio next to it was empty, so the bored Xu Fang got in and closed the door.

He likes to play synthesizer very much recently, and now his hands are itchy, so he started to tinker.

Wei Wan practiced in the recording studio for a while, and found that Xu Fang hadn't come back, she was a little strange, so she sent a text message: "Where did you go?"

"It's next door." Xu Fang returned quickly.

Wei Wan also felt a little tired. She took a sip of water and went to the recording studio next door. When she opened the door, she heard a very fast-paced soundtrack.

This soundtrack sounded pretty good, but when she thought of the previous "Song of Shaking Onions", she had a bad feeling: "What are you doing?"

"Prepare fan benefits."

After hearing about the fan benefits, Wei Wan turned around and left. She didn't want to participate in Xu Fang's fan benefits.

Xu Fang tried his best to persuade him to stay: "Don't leave, it's so tiring to practice songs seriously, do you want to sing something relaxed and happy?"

"Do not want to."

"Don't go." It's a pity that Xu Fang yelled, but Wei Wan didn't stop.

"Hey, it seems that I can only play by myself." Xu Fang picked up the microphone, turned on the actor mode, played two roles, and started singing.

"long long ago

dragon suddenly appeared
Bring disaster, take away the princess and disappear"

……

Your Majesty, my name is Dalabong Babandbedib Tobiruon

Again

dalabumbaband bedib tobiruon

......"

Wei Wan didn't go back to the recording studio, she was a little curious, she left a gap when closing the door, and stood by the wall to hear what Xu Fang was going to do.

For the next few minutes, she was both regretful and grateful.

Regretting why I was curious, standing here and being abused by Xu Fang.

At the same time, I'm glad that I refused decisively just now. If I really agreed, wouldn't it be now...

Can't think, can't think!

Wei Wan hurried back to the recording studio to practice singing.

Xu Fang sang it happily, and then started the official recording. After a few hours of tossing, the song was recorded.

While excited, he did not forget to post on Weibo: "1000 million fan benefits are ready and ready to be released at any time."

???

A group of fans looked at the number of fans of 8821365, with question marks all over their heads. Is there any preparation in advance?

And what about 900 million?
So an honest person left a message under Xu Fang's Weibo: "Did I misread the number of fans, or did I make a typo, shouldn't it be 900 million?"

After a while, the first group of fans kindly replied to him.

"You think too much, you read it right and you typed it right, it's good to have benefits."

"Don't have confidence in Welfare, maybe it will show your face."

"Rookie, you're so naive."

Although it was persuasion, everyone still felt that they were upright, and they all began to secretly look forward to the 1000 million welfare.

Someone in the fan group even thought about it for a while, and suggested: "How about we raise money to buy some fans, 100 million fans is not expensive, and hurry up to 1000 million?"

Think about it, everyone, indeed, according to the market price, it’s only 100 yuan for 100 fans, and 1 yuan for more than [-] million followers. One person’s point is enough.

"Do you raise money?"

"Chief!"

Not long after, the number of Xu Fang's Weibo fans began to skyrocket, and then the matter spread from the fans to Cheng Xiaoyang, who was then dictated to Xu Fang by Cheng Xiaoyang.

Hearing this, Xu Fang almost spit out a mouthful of salt soda, are these people idle...

Egg pain? !
(End of this chapter)