This arrogant star is so charming

Chapter 206
Li Qingqing smiled wryly, and handed the phone to Luo Jinyu: "Look for yourself, "My Future Style" is going to be popular outside the circle, and it's going to be a hot search."

Hot search?

Luo Jinyu was startled, with doubts on her exquisite face, she put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a tissue in her left hand, and took Li Qingqing's cell phone with her right hand.

After watching for a while, Li Qingqing noticed that there was a smile on the corner of Luo Jinyu's mouth.

Although it was subtle, Li Qingqing knew Luo Jinyu very well and was sure that she was just smiling.

"500 million, how rich!" After a while, Luo Jinyu no longer hid her smile, and the corners of her mouth curled up: "For the first place, I really fought hard. I like such an opponent."

Like this opponent?Li Qingqing couldn't laugh or cry.

Auntie, we don't like this kind of opponent, it will increase our budget, unless we don't compete for the first place.

"Sister, this is the real 500 million. No veteran will play like this. The squire's money will be returned in full. The company will be very passive, and so will other singers." Li Qingqing put her hand on the forehead.

These days, there are real fans who are inhumane, but they are not common. There can be one or two times a year, all for the sake of praising newcomers.

On the contrary, old singers rarely have fans who are so supportive, it's not necessary, it's just icing on the cake.

Sending charcoal in the snow is what the trenches want.

There are many fake trenches in the live broadcast industry, commonly known as trustees.

The anchors are generally lower in grade than traffic artists, and their strength and character are more uneven than ordinary artists.

Artists can hang out in the industry for a lifetime, but anchors, at present, have no such possibility.

No matter how popular the anchor is, accidents will happen or disappear within a few years.

The anchors who make quick money and cut leeks are replaced very quickly. The Internet celebrity company behind them can only let them make a sum of money and then leave. What black spots and stains are not important.

"That's your business. I earned the money for you. If you encounter some difficulties, you still refuse to join. What's the reason?" Chu Fan's emergence made Luo Jinyu less and less concerned about Yun Xing's attitude.

Leaving aside the big fists at home, let's talk about the contract, the eight-year long contract she signed with Yun Xing when she was in college, six years have passed, and there are still two years left to expire.

The big deal is to rest for the next two years and not make any money.

She is still young and can afford two years.

What's more, she is still a billionaire woman, even if she no longer works in this life, her savings will be enough to spend.

The matter of Bai Qi throwing 500 million to his daughter, everyone inside and outside the circle can only see 500 million. No one knows which local tyrant has anything to do with Bai Xi.

But this makes netizens even more curious.

"Damn it, who is so stupid, I can't earn 500 million in my whole life."

"Tears run, 500 million just fell from the sky, not for me."

"Bai Xi is a group, and their nicknames are 'Xiao Bai' and 'Xiao Xi'. To be honest, Xiao Xi is so beautiful that she can't even make a picture online. I'm not surprised to have such strong support."

"Five million, is it real or not? It's not five hundred, I don't believe it!"

People in the music world are also confused.

Does anyone else play like this?
Everyone has seen crowdfunding, and it is not uncommon to see millions in just one day.

But it is really too rare for a person to spend 500 million yuan.

Every time it appears, it will go out of the circle.

The so-called outside the circle is outside the music world.

With Bai Qi's 500 million, the film and television circles, sports circles, internet literature circles and other circles have all heard the news.

"In the live broadcasting world, fans can interact with the anchor on the spot, and it is normal for them to get large gifts. A song, put there, has no interaction, which is too exaggerated."

"I think it's okay, as long as the song is good and you have money, this kind of reward has a positive effect."

"The world of the rich, I really don't understand. I've worked so hard to type, and I don't see anyone rewarding me with 100 yuan, or even a dollar. I don't believe that I am a piece of rubbish. The text I write is rubbish. arts."

After Bai Jingjing woke up from her afternoon nap, Aite, who was in charge of the fan group and was a fan, went crazy.

When she opened it, Bai Jingjing's eyes lit up.

"500 million rewards!"

Dad's out!
Besides my own father, who else would do this?

Well, my mother also has this possibility.

As for grandma, her old man didn't know about her granddaughter singing.

It's possible if you know.

In the past few days, Bai Jingjing thought about it, and before she got some results, she should not go to her grandmother for help.

I have to rely on my girlfriends and boyfriends to make myself better first.

Wherever I got here, I went to find my grandma, and it would be difficult to find again when I encountered difficulties in the future.

Grandma had five children, the first four were sons, and the fifth was Bai Jingjing's mother, a girl.

Bai Jingjing's mother was spoiled by the family since she was a child, and she was the baby of the family, so Bai Jingjing was also one of her grandmother's favorite grandchildren.

Bai Jingjing crawled from her bed to Luo Xiyu's side, Luo Xiyu also woke up.

Seeing that the other two roommates hadn't gotten up yet, Bai Jingjing lowered her voice and excitedly said to her best friend: "Xiaoxi, my father supports me!"

Just after waking up, Luo Xiyu sat on the bed in a daze, looking hopeless.

"How can I support you? Do you want to come to Rongcheng?" Luo Xiyu was indifferent, expressionless, and the laziness and world-weariness on his face made people feel distressed.

"I didn't come to Rongcheng, my father tipped me 500 million for my song at noon!" Bai Jingjing said in a low voice, her happiness was beyond words.

"Five hundred..." Most of Luo Xiyu's drowsiness disappeared immediately: "How much did you say?"

"Five million." Bai Jingjing was triumphant.

Luo Xiyu was surprised: "Is your father so inhumane?"

Bai Jingjing chuckled: "Of course, he has always been generous with his money. I learned from him. It's a pity that the pocket money he gives me every month is limited."

Luo Xiyu rolled her eyes at her best friend, and your parents would call you one hundred and eighty thousand yuan every now and then. You told me that pocket money is limited?

But thinking about it, Bai Jingjing's father gave a reward of 500 million, which is a good thing for Chu Fan, and made a lot of money!

Half of the platform was divided, and the remaining 250 million was divided between Chu Fan and Bai Jingjing.

In this way, Chu Fan can get 75 before tax.

Oh, now I have my boyfriend's car, my bank account, and her girlfriend, so handsome!
"You are awesome, you have such a father." Luo Xiyu admired sincerely. Her father was very poor and had no money. At most, she could only let someone like Bai Jingjing's father be respectful and serve tea and water.

Bai Jingjing smirked: "You are awesome, you have a girlfriend like me."

Luo Xiyu ignored her best friend and got out of bed to wash up.

Thousands of miles away.

This morning, Nuan Yang went out to run a business performance,
She sang a total of three songs, one of which included "My Future".

What made her depressed was that after singing "My Future", someone actually yelled for her to sing "My Future Style".

After all, mmp is not a fan club or a concert with only its own fans, there are people of all qualities.

Back then, when she was not very popular, she went to a small county to run a business performance. Someone brought a bunch of cauliflower to the stage and gave it to her. The roots and soil were not cleaned up, as if they had just been pulled out of a nearby vegetable field. .

When she was just a little famous, she went to a commercial show that made a lot of money, thinking that the people she met were of higher quality.

As a result, she participated in the dinner that night, and she was forced unconscious.

Waking up the next day, something indescribable, or even unidentifiable, had happened.

Nuan Yang got a large sum of money, and the pear blossom pressing the crabapple was over.

Anyway, no one knows, running around by yourself, doing all kinds of hard work, isn't it just to make money?

One night is very fast, lying down to make money, many women have no way to make money like that.

After resting for noon, in the afternoon, Nuan Yang came down from the hotel upstairs, ready to leave, and continued to run commercial performances to earn a small amount of money.

Come downstairs and board the car that picked her up at the hotel entrance, a black business car.

As soon as Nuan Yang sat down, the assistant beside him seemed hesitant to speak.

"For the commercial performance in the afternoon, has the organizer's request changed?" Nuan Yang could see the assistant's uneasiness and asked casually.

"No." The assistant whispered: "Sister Nuan, some local tyrant gave that... group a big reward."

Nuan Yang raised her eyebrows: "Big amount, how big is it?"

Alas, the assistant couldn't bear to tell his artist.

Nuan Yang's song has been hovering around the top ten of the weekly list, but it can't make it up, and it hasn't dropped off the list.

The quality of the song can't crush the previous songs, and the exposure can't crush, and even the crushed party, Nuan Yang has now given up the dream of Zhou Champion.

But at the same time as she gave up, the thing she most wanted to see was that "My Future Style" would drop off the list of the week.

Last night, Nuan Yang couldn't say how happy she was when she saw that "My Future Style" dropped to No.2 and started to have no follow-up.

"500 million." Couldn't bear to tell Nuan Yang, but the assistant finally answered in a low voice.

"What?" Nuan Yang's expression changed: "500 million!"

Crowdfunding, tens of thousands of people reward 500 million together, may be unknown and out of the circle.

But a one-time reward of 500 million is enough to make "My Future Style" a hot search.

Magic City.

Cheng Zhiqiang locked himself in the recording studio, repeatedly deliberating on a line of lyrics.

In the weekly list, he has lost confidence in competing for the championship.

"How Many People Can Come Again" fell to No.7.

Two old songs that have come back to the pot, because they shined on a phenomenal show on Sunday night, now one is No.3 and the other is No.5.

The exposure of phenomenal programs is too scary. There used to be a singing program that came out once a week. After each episode ended, the top songs on the unofficial music website were all the songs sung on that episode.

""When Will the Moon Come" has too many natural advantages, but the song "My Future Style" before me must surpass the past. This is the dignity of a heavenly king." Thinking about the lyrics can't make Cheng Zhiqiang completely calm down. Will remember the list.

Suddenly.

The music partner came in from the outside, with a melancholy expression on his face, and said to Cheng Zhiqiang, "Brother Qiang, this week's weekly list is really not something anyone can compete for."

"What's wrong?" Cheng Zhiqiang smiled.

"Look online for yourself." The music partner smiled wryly.

Cheng Zhiqiang picked up his phone.

After a while, he was filled with righteous indignation: "500 million, damn, not everyone is qualified to compete for the weekly list!"

(End of this chapter)