The superstar is here

Chapter 73

Chen Ziang and Guan Tongtong went south by train after two days of playing in Youzhou, but he didn't go back to Lin'an directly, but went to Songjiang Mansion.

The last test of the theater director major also came.

After running to Songjiang Mansion, he ran to Jinling again.

Finally went back home.

Finally, I can go to school, code, earn money, and do what I want.

The art examinations of the three art schools are all over.

"I am back!"

After getting off the train and walking out of the railway station square, Chen Ziang couldn't help but want to yell.

For more than half a month, he has traveled so many times back and forth north and south, although he is in his youth, full of energy, but also a little tired.

In addition to preparing for the professional art test, he also has to take care of cultural class studies and code words, and sometimes he is really tired.

Walk out of the square and take the bus home.

When he got off the bus, he heard a familiar singing voice.

"Huh?" Chen Ziang was pleasantly surprised, he actually heard his own song on the street.

From a school.

He stopped and leaned his upper body against the billboard on the bus stop.

"Flowing water it takes away the story of time,
changed a person,

Just that sentimental,
And the youth that waited for the first time.

......"

It is "Story of Time". Although the quality of the song recorded in the recording studio is not very good, people can't feel it when it is played on ordinary speakers.

Chen Ziang listened with a smile, the song recorded more than a month ago finally appeared in the world.

Lin'an Da Neng has played a role!

Perhaps, recommending these two songs to book friends in "Fights Break the Sphere" and "Swordsman", played a great role.

After "Story of Time" was finished, it turned out to be "Middle School Times".

The smile on Chen Ziang's face was even wider.

The school broadcasts, the sound is very loud, not only the students in the whole campus can hear it, but also the nearby residential buildings, office buildings, and streets.

The school is so domineering. After school, the broadcasting room plays music casually. Speakers are installed everywhere on the campus, facing north and south, facing the sky and the earth.

It's only been a week, and the spread is so wide, Chen Ziang is very pleased.

He pushed these two songs completely by himself and by the ordinary people around him.

Of course, their quality is really good, and they can be accepted by the public as soon as they are promoted. As long as they love music and don't hate music, no one will refuse.

These two songs are not niche songs, and the Linan Da Neng account is considered an account that cannot be ignored in the Weibo world. Some big accounts want to make friends, cooperate with it in the future, or forward it for no reason, let them It is getting more and more popular in Weibo.

There are more than 20 collectors of "Fights Break Sphere" and "Swordsman", and there are even more pirated copies.

Seeing Chen Ziang's recommendation in the book, many readers rushed to Lin'an Da Neng to try it out. After listening to it, there were not many who didn't like these two songs.

"What's the name of this song? It's really nice." At this moment, two girls came over beside Chen Ziang, waiting for the bus on the platform, and one of them asked curiously to her companion.

"I don't know. I've heard a lot in the past two days. I'll look it up online when I get back. I should be able to find out what song it is based on the lyrics."

"Oh, listening to the lyrics, it's about the memories on campus, I really miss the time when I was in school."

The two girls are chatting.

The sunset in the sky was about to sink, and seeing that "The Middle School Times" was almost finished, Chen Ziang dragged the suitcase and said to the two girls, "This song is called "The Middle School Times". I sang it, haha."

After finishing speaking, he dragged his suitcase, walked away in a cool and unrestrained way, and went home.

The two girls were left standing there looking at his back with suspicion on their faces.

""highschool years"?"

"He sang it?"

The two girls were at a loss.

In the community, Chen Ziang was not in a hurry to go upstairs. Instead, he put his suitcase at his feet and his backpack next to him. He sat on a chair, turned on his phone, and logged in to the music network that he and Lin'an Da Neng recommended to download.

He has been busy for the past few days, so he didn't even look at how the download volume is now.

His account has its own backend, and you can see information such as downloads.

As for the monthly subscription, how to calculate the money for him, he doesn't understand.

Anyway, the music network gives as much as it likes, and he can't see it in the backstage, and can't find out.

But he knew that the music network squeezed ordinary singers even more crazily, either [-]% to [-]%, or [-]% to [-]%, which was even more terrifying than the Internet literary circle.

Ordinary writers in the online literature circle still have a [-]/[-] split between the website and their novel subscriptions.

"More than 8 downloads!"

Seeing this number, Chen Ziang was surprised.

This is the number of downloads for "Story of Time".

It means that this song has been downloaded more than 8 times on this website.

Of course, not every download costs money.

Once some users pay, they can download multiple times without spending any more money.

"Try listening, more than 500 million people!"

Seeing the number of auditions, Chen Ziang was even more excited.

It shows that there are many people who like to listen to this song. The trial listening on this website is free, and one listening is counted as one person.

It is precisely because this website allows you to listen to a full song for free, so Chen Ziang asked Lin'an Da Neng to post the link to this website.

His purpose is not to make money with these two songs, but to become famous.

Some people don’t want to spend money to download, so just open this music website and listen to it all the time. You can’t turn it off, and you won’t be able to listen to it once you turn it off.

Only at this time did Chen Ziang relax.

Ever since he set his goal, he has been tense.

I was afraid that I would fail if I debuted on my own.

It now appears that the effect has exceeded expectations.

It is gold, and it will shine, but in the dust, no one will see it.

Fortunately, he worked hard to code words, and the Lin'an Da Neng number played a huge role.

"Fights Break Sphere" and "Swordsman" have gathered almost a million fans. As long as some of them listen to and spread the word, once they spread to ten, ten to hundreds, the effect is very amazing.

The song is popular, and things will be easy in the future.

Chen Ziang estimated that some musicians would start to notice him.

But obviously they don't know him as a character yet, and they have no way to contact him.

Looking at the data of "The Middle School Age", Chen Ziang laughed out loud.

Afterwards, he put away his phone, and he didn't bother to count the money for downloading the songs.

His purpose was not to sell songs to make money.

"Baby, ouch, my baby." When Chen Ziang came home, his mother had already bought groceries back from get off work, and seeing him running out of the kitchen with wet hands, she held his face to the left. look right.

"It's so cold." Chen Ziang grimaced, his mother's hands were cold.

"Oh." Shi Jia hurriedly wiped his hands again, and wiped his son's face with his sleeve.

"Mom, I'll sing a song for you." Chen Ziang was in a very good mood, and he carried his bag into the room, while Shi Jia helped him drag the suitcase behind him.

"Oh, baby, how long has it been since you sang to mom?" Shi Jia took off her apron, her face full of excitement.

Chen Ziang didn't pack his things, he threw the bag on the chair, and took the guitar from the wall.

"The flowers of spring bloom and the wind of autumn,

and winter sunsets

......"

Chen Ziang sat on the bed, with his feet on the chair, playing and singing to himself, with an intoxicated expression on his face.

Shi Jia sat across from Chen Ziang, looking at his son with a fascinated expression.

(End of this chapter)