Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 46 I’ll give you a cold soak
"Forget it, keep listening."

Yu Qing clicked play, but not long after, he pressed down again to pause.

"This ending is simply bad. I felt like I was choking on my drink, and it suddenly disappeared."

The content of Yu Qing's comments can be said to be very sharp.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Gong Yingxin couldn't sit still.

Professors from the same university, colleagues who look up but never look down.

One must score ninety points on a ten-point scale.

And the spray is nothing.

He didn't even dare to think about it. If this was broadcast, how much discussion would there be!
The audience likes eating melon the most.

"You are my students. I tell you, don't sing in niche music genres. Never do it. You will really die miserably. Do you understand?"

Yu Qing kept warning the students.

The students looked at each other and nodded.

"Okay, I'm done with it now, you all go and eat." Yu Qing seemed to be tired and slumped down on the chair.

Students filed out.

At this moment, only the program team and Yu Qing were left in the room.

Gong Yingxin rubbed his hands, walked forward and asked, "Teacher Yu, is the score you just gave the final score?"

Yu Qing was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

Gong Yingxin was a little uneasy, thinking that in order to avoid friction between their colleagues after the show was broadcast, it was necessary to tell Yu Qing about Zhang Tianhai's rating.

"Teacher Zhang, he gave the last one ninety points."

"What the hell? A perfect score of ten."

"Yes, out of ten, he insists on scoring ninety."

"..."

Yu Qing was silent for a while, and finally said: "He really likes these niche music genres, and he pays great attention to theory and not to market demand."

"Since he insists on his rating, then I will also insist on my rating, and I will give one point."

Yu Qing didn't seem to care whether there would be friction among colleagues.

Gong Yingxin nodded: "Okay, I will record it truthfully."

"Then let's go first."

"Wait a minute." Yu Qing called them from behind.

"What do you think?"

"Ah? What do you mean?" Gong Yingxin was a little surprised.

"Do you like that song about who you used to be?"

Gong Yingxin hesitated for a moment and looked at the photographer behind him, "You guys go ahead and talk."

Photographers: "..."

"No, I want you to say it first. I want to hear your opinion as a member of the program team. You are the most sensitive to the market."

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Gong Yingxin had no choice but to answer: "This song has received a good response in the market so far, but our program team is not yet sure whether it is because of the quality of the song or the news caused by the singer."

"news?"

"Yes, this is the singer. After singing, his fever reached 40 degrees and he was sent to the hospital."

Yu Qing smiled: "It's quite a trick."

"He really has a fever, and he doesn't know what's going on."

"You haven't expressed your opinion yet."

Gong Yingxin: "I think it's difficult. If his songs stay in this style, it will be difficult to adapt to the market. Moreover, this person has black spots. His account was banned by the platform because of excessive playback volume."

"Oh." Yu Qing thought thoughtfully.

"Okay, I'm going to eat, you go and do your business." Yu Qing stretched out, hugged his computer bag and walked out.

Gong Yingxin was looking forward to what would happen after the interview was broadcast. These were professors from two top universities, and their views were completely different. The audience was in for a lot of fun.

Then, Gong Yingxin took the photography team to find the last professor.

Not surprisingly, the last professor also gave you a low grade.

Looking at it this way, only Zhang Tianhai, who was the least popular among students, gave you the highest score.

It seems that there is a reason why he is not popular among students. …

Mai Zishan experienced a horrific "welcome party" and returned to the hotel arranged for him by the program team.

Yang Di is next to him, and his team members all live upstairs.

Yang Di frowned a little at this moment, "You are very popular now, but the good and bad are mixed."

"What do you mean?"

"According to the big data provided by the program team, the structure of your fan base has not improved much. Middle-aged people still make up the majority of your songs."

"There's not much improvement, so it's still a little better, right?" Mai Zishan asked.

Yang Di smiled bitterly, "It has indeed improved a bit."

"What to do with my comma? The damn platform is blocked."

"You don't have to worry about this. We are not a vegetarian when we move towards the Era. Other brokerage companies are jointly excluding us. We also have a backend. Old Liu has already contacted you. He likes your songs very much. It is estimated that within a week, your account will be Can be unblocked.”

When Mai Zishan heard this, he felt confident.

He opened the reputation panel, and the reputation value reached 2.2 million.

Through the reputation value, he can judge by himself that the income brought by this program is not as good as his own funny voice.

Because young people watch a lot of variety shows, and Douyin is their main battlefield.

His true potential fan base has not been fully explored at all.

But, no matter what, there is a problem before Mai Zishan.

How to break Loe Lee's point of view?
Mai Zishan never believed Li Luo's words. As long as a song is good enough, there is no reason why it should not be popular, but the fact did make him a little discouraged.

"A little discouraged, right?" Yang Di laughed at the side.

"Okay."

Bang bang bang.

There was a knock on the door.

"Maybe it's Wang Ye and the others who agreed to have dinner together and discuss the new song." Mai Zishan stood up and opened the door.

The moment I opened the door, I was stunned.

The girl stood at the door, looking at him with a pair of clear big eyes, her pink-puffed face rosy and shiny.

Liming Zi tilted her head, "I finally found where you live. I saw on the news that you had a fever. I drove over overnight to give you some medicine."

Dawn Zi took out a few packs of green Jiujiu from her bag.

Yang Di quickly stood up: "I'm going to go for a walk."

Mai Zishan said helplessly: "I'm fine now."

"That won't work either. I'll soak it for you."

Liming Zi crossed Mai Zishan and entered the house directly.

She proudly showed her little fangs, "I brought a whole thermos of hot water because the hotel kettle is not clean."

She carefully took out the thermos cup from her bag and poured Jiujiu into it.

Mai Zishan didn't speak the whole time. He didn't know what to think of this little girl. Ming Ming Zi was indeed young and cute, but when he thought of her father, he could spit out last night's meal.

Dawn Purple soaked the medicine, closed the lid and shook it to make sure it was completely dissolved, then opened the lid, and the thermos cup released hot mist.

She held up the thermos cup and carefully brought it to Mai Zishan.

Bang bang bang.

The door rang again.

"Let me open the door first."

"Yeah." Li MingZi's breasts were milky and her face was full of smiles.

But the next moment, I couldn’t laugh anymore.

Zeng Kesi entered the room carelessly, took off the sunglasses that covered half of his face, and directly held Mai Zishan's arm as if there was no one else around.

"Why is your physical condition so poor? You can even get a fever by singing a song." She stretched out her slender hand and touched Mai Zishan's forehead.

Mai Zishan felt that he had a passive skill. No matter who touched his forehead, he could not avoid it.

"It's okay now." Zeng Kesi retracted his hand.

Dawn Zi stood there blankly holding the soaked cold spirit that was exuding heat.

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