I was eliminated from the draft, and I became a superstar with a ballad

Chapter 36 036 It's shameful to be popular, I was raped by the Internet
[036. It's shameful to be hot, I was raped by the Internet]

Today, Su Qingyun's Weibo has more than 300 million followers.

Properly considered a big V.

Here, the Chang'an Tourism Bureau has just released a nationwide call for city theme songs!
Fans immediately thought of Su Qingyun.

"God Su, great talent Su, Chang'an is calling the city's theme song to the whole world. With your talent, how can you not participate?"

"Yes, God Su, hurry up and write a song for Chang'an!"

"Su Qingyun, I am your fan and I am also from Chang'an. If you can write a song for Chang'an, I will be very grateful."

"We Chang'an people really need our own city theme song!"

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Netizens came to Su Qingyun's Weibo one after another, commenting frantically.

Of course, there are also many black fans among them.

As the saying goes, not being envied is mediocrity.

Su Qingyun has just debuted not long ago, her foundation is still relatively shallow, and she has no background in the entertainment industry.

Such a newcomer is frequently on the hot searches.

This made many insiders go crazy with jealousy.

What's more, the conflict between Su Qingyun and Hua Yuchen was also aroused, and it was well known on the Internet.

These people took advantage of the heat to step on Su Qingyun.

"Heh, you brain fans, do you really think Su Qingyun is a genius? How can writing a song be so easy!"

"Do you think Su Qingyun is Li Bai? Exporting it into poetry?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, how can it be so easy to write a classic song?"

"Writing songs is not a child's play!"

"Even if Su Qingyun is talented, how can he write another hit song in a short time?"

"Li Bai fights wine with thousands of poems, but there is only one Li Bai in this world! There is still 1 Li Shangyin between Su Qingyun and Li Bai!"

"You brain fans, don't worship blindly."

Under Su Qingyun's Weibo, there were voices of black fans from time to time.

Su Qingyun didn't care about these black fans. As the saying goes, there are many people who are popular, but not being envied by others is a mediocrity.

But he doesn't care, it doesn't mean the fans don't care.

Although Su Qingyun has not been famous for a long time, he has already gained a group of loyal fans with songs such as "Nanshan South", "City Capital", and "Luzhou Moon".

As a loyal fan of Su Qingyun, when he saw the comments of black fans, he couldn't help but refute immediately.

"All the black fans are gone, Su Qingyun is still a rookie, even if he can't write it for the time being, it doesn't mean he won't be able to write it in the future!"

"Yes, even if Su Qingyun's talents are exhausted now, with songs such as "City Capital", "Nanshan South", "Luzhou Moon", "You at the Same Table" and other songs, he still surpasses most of the music niches."

"Bah! With God Su's talent, even if he can't write a hit song, he can still write it casually, ten times or a hundred times better than other singers."

When the black fans saw these comments, they fought back not to be outdone:
"Yoyo, Su Qingyun is so awesome, you should let him write it!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I want to see what kind of songs Su Qingyun can write?"

The Internet is full of gunpowder, and people of all colors vent their anger on it.

In the midst of a storm of public opinion, Su Qingyun didn't want to be troublesome at first, but he was very moved when he saw his fans arguing for him.

At this time, Yang Mi suddenly called and said slowly:
"Great talent Su, there are a lot of black fans on your Weibo, don't talk to them!"

She was afraid that Su Qingyun would be influenced by black fans and do something irrational.

Music creation is a very serious matter, which requires not only talent, but also life experience and accumulation.

Although she has seen Su Qingyun write songs in 3 minutes!
But things like talent also need inspiration, and it doesn't mean that there is something.

Especially in a city like Chang'an, how many great poets have written poems and songs for Chang'an, and it is really too difficult for future generations to want to write brilliantly.

"Su Qingyun, don't be influenced by these black fans! I'll let the company's public relations department handle it!"

"Now you are my boss and represent the image of the company!"

"As for black fans, I just want to see your jokes, so don't fall into their trap."

Hearing Yangmi's words, Su Qingyun's heart warmed up.

However, he shook his head and said firmly:

"If I don't respond to these black fans, I will feel sorry for the fans who support me!"

"I can't be a coward, even for my fans, I have to fight back!"

This voice is decisive!
In fact, Su Qingyun was from Chang'an in his previous life, and he spoke the Guanzhong dialect fluently.

It's the same as the shopkeeper Tong in the TV series "Wulin Biography".

After crossing, his memory was strengthened by the system, and there were too many songs about Chang'an in his mind.

After communicating with Yangmi for a few words, Su Qingyun hung up the phone, opened Weibo directly, and posted a post.

[Black fans, I only need 3 minutes to write a song. Tonight at [-] o'clock, I will broadcast live on Douyin and present a new song about Chang'an to everyone.I hope that black fans will wear diapers to listen to my singing, because I am afraid that you will be scared to shit. 】

As soon as this Weibo was posted, it quickly became the hot search list.

"Fuck, Su Qingyun is awesome, he is indeed my idol, he is so cool and crazy!"

"Write the song in 3 minutes? This speed is comparable to a rocket!"

"I just said that Su Qingyun will not let us down!"

Of course, this Weibo directly angered the black fans. They united and hurled abuse under the Weibo.

"Fuck, Su Qingyun, what a fart, I want to see what kind of rubbish you can write."

"You're not very old, but your tone is not young, a yellow-haired kid!!!"

"You don't even have full hair, yet you dare to speak wild words!"

"What good song can be written in 3 minutes, it must be a spicy chicken song!"

"How long has it been? A good song takes time to polish. Su Qingyun is doing this to gain popularity!"

"Hot dog, get lost!"

Some black fans and sailors began to take the rhythm crazily.

Soon, related topics rushed to the hot search.

[Su Qingyun is insane, and has no bottom line to follow the popularity of Chang'an]

[Write a song in 3 minutes?Is it hype or bravado? 】

[It's shameful to be popular, Su Qingyun fought hard for popularity]

[Su Qingyun's talents are exhausted, so he can only rely on his enthusiasm to hype himself]

Passers-by, do not know the cause and effect.

What's more, the Internet is a place to vent emotions and hostility.

As a result, passers-by followed suit and cursed wildly.

"The ancient city of Chang'an, the ancient capital of the thirteen dynasties, the belief in the hearts of the Chinese people, do you want this kind of enthusiasm? Hot chicken!"

"Who is Su Qingyun? I've never heard of it, but he dares to touch the heat of Chang'an. This kind of person is disgusting!"

"If you can't write a song, you just take advantage of Chang'an's popularity? Disgusting!"

"Don't tarnish the holiness and solemnity of the ancient city of Chang'an."

"I'm from Chang'an, I'm not someone who can write songs for Chang'an, get lost!"

"What good song can you write in 3 minutes? Don't discredit Chang'an, get out of here."

All of a sudden, netizens rushed to Su Qingyun's Weibo to vent their emotions, and even sent private messages to greet the whole family.

As the matter continued to ferment, even the people from the Chang'an Cultural Tourism Department noticed it.

(End of this chapter)