Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 89

Yu Qing sat in front of the computer, next to his hand was a brand new article written by himself.

At first he was relieved and felt that the matter was over.

But after being so stimulated by Zhang Tianhai, he got into trouble again.

It was so irritating, Rong Shasha pointed at her and scolded her, and Zhang Tianhai secretly undermined her.

He couldn't speak again.

It seems that Mai Zishan is the only soft persimmon that can be squeezed, so squeeze it hard until it explodes.

So, he wrote a song about this good thing about wheat, that is, mountains and seas.

I wrote another article, but the core point is still the same.

However, this time he was going to use his own name and was no longer timid.

He wrote more than 8,000 words eloquently.

After finishing writing, he looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and turned to call Fu Guangyu.

"Hey, Fu Guangyu, I've written another article and am going to publish it under my own name. Please change the layout."

Fu Guangyu on the other side of the phone didn't speak.

"Hello?" Yu Qing thought it was because the signal was poor, so he said loudly again.

It took a while before the sound came.

Fu Guangyu: "I'm very busy right now. I'll call you back later."

After saying that, he hung up.

Yu Qing felt something was wrong and was a little surprised.

He looked out at the night, and for some reason, he felt exhausted.

……

Fu Guangyu on the other side is currently keeping an eye on Mai Zishan's album sales data.

He looked at this curve and felt familiar.

Open low, rush fiercely, go high.

Now, there is less than 50,000 gap between Zhang Zifeng, who is in second place.

The numbers are still coming in.

Fu Guangyu felt his throat tightening. He had been in the industry for many years and had been trying to prove the value of critics.

The greatest value is the accurate prediction of the market.

This is the foundation of a critic’s identity and his job.

Shanhai's current sales and momentum are like a slap in the face.

Some people have always looked down upon critics, thinking that they are just following the market to pick up the slack and thinking that they are leading the market.

Fu Guangyu can never accept this statement!

The critic's eye is always right!
Critics’ tastes are the most accurate!
Critics are the most elite group!
Are you just a mountain and sea? What can you do to me?

Isn’t it just that the rhythm is better? Isn't it just a little high? Isn’t it just that the on-site control is very good? Isn’t it just a very strong atmosphere?

what else?
Fu Guangyu held his head and tried to hypnotize himself.

In a high-rise flat floor thousands of miles away.

Zhang Zifeng was also holding his head.

He didn't dare to look at his phone. Every time it refreshed, Mai Zishan moved closer to him.

He couldn't understand it, not at all.

How did Mai Zishan become popular so quickly? It took him nearly three years to get to this point.

It only took Mai Zishan more than a month?
In the middle, he also quit the variety show and was involved in Tang Jianglan's composition controversy.

But none of these could stop his upward momentum.

Why on earth!
Zhang Zifeng breathed quickly, turned on his phone, and refreshed it again.

Shanhai's sales are heading towards him again.

Now the difference is less than 30,000.

He recalled the scene when he first learned the name Mai Zishan.

Mai Zishan soared into the air and took the top spot on the rookie list.

Why are histories so strikingly similar?
Zhang Zifeng gritted his teeth and kept his agent's words in his mind.

History must not be allowed to repeat itself! …

At around six o'clock, Li Qing got on his Giant.

Rush all the way to the Salt Club.

If I hadn't seen many bicycles and motorcycles going in the same direction along the way.

In this wilderness, Li Qinghui felt that he was on the wrong track.

Someone on a motorcycle accosted him.

"Hey, I see your riding posture is very professional."

Li Qing smiled and said: "It's not bad."

"I used to ride a bicycle, but then I went downhill suddenly, and when my rear wheel hit the ground, it happened to land on a pebble, which almost broke my balls. Then I switched to a motorcycle."

Li Qing: "..."

"You're going to the Salt Club, right?"

Li Qing nodded, and the motorcycle rider nodded and gave him a thumbs up, as if the two were good friends who had never met each other.

This feeling is wonderful, Li Qing has rarely, or never, experienced it.

Is this the charm of the Salt Club?
……

There are more and more people.

So much so that Mai Zishan was glad to have removed the dandelions in advance.

"Mr. Mai, Mr. Mai, we are reporters. Can you arrange a special seat for us? It will be convenient for us to take pictures." A woman wearing black glasses kept shouting.

Mai Zishan didn't even need to answer, someone had already spoken for him.

Tan Yao: "Are you the only reporter? I am also a reporter, and I am also a 'you listen' reporter. I also stand in the corner and listen. Do you want a special seat? Which company are you from? What do you think? "

Others also replied: "There are at least three or four reporters on site, all of them are honest and try not to cause trouble. Do you think you are very important?"

The woman with black spectacle frames no longer dared to speak. She was a young reporter from Entertainment Weekly. She originally thought she was the only one, but who would have thought that she was a rookie.

Mai Zishan saw many old acquaintances in the crowd, such as a father and son over there, and many students in school uniforms over there.

However, his eyes were still searching, and finally he saw Li Qing, the person he saw in the elevator today.

Li Qing seemed a little excited and couldn't believe that he really met Mai Zishan in the elevator.

But at this moment, the distance is so close.

When Mai Zishan saw him, he felt better.

"Today, I sing "Blue Lotus" to everyone." Mai Zishan said into the microphone.

Another wave of audio upgrades, the output sound is extremely clear.

Everyone was waiting eagerly, and almost half of the people began to take out their mobile phones to record the moment to commemorate their participation.

"Let's get started."

"What's the new song today?"

The crowd's voices rose and fell, and then completely calmed down the moment Mai Zishan spoke.

In the audience, only Mai Zishan's singing was left.

"Nothing can stop

You yearn for freedom~
An unbridled career~
Your heart is free from worries. "

The combination of these three words, obstruction, freedom, and yearning, actually has such great charm.

Coupled with the deep and deep voice and the melodious background melody, it was extremely quiet at this moment.

Everyone was listening. The moonlight outside, now no longer obscured by dark clouds, was cold and delicate, shining into the interior of the factory.

It shined into everyone's heart, and along with the singing, it left an indelible mark in everyone's heart.

"The moment you lower your head
I just found the way under my feet

The free world in my heart ~
so clear

blooming and never dying
Blue lotus! "

There are no tricks, no complicated dazzling skills, and no roaring feeling like mountains and seas.

But still, it makes people unable to extricate themselves, and the heart moves accordingly.

Listening to this song, Li Qing felt that the tight strings in his heart seemed to have relaxed, and unconsciously, his throat began to choke.

(End of this chapter)