star king gene
Chapter 30 Silence
() In this way, Lin Zhimo's Chapter 1 music album was released to the market without any means of publicity. No one knows whether it will sink to the end or just turn into a butterfly.
Later, Lin Zhimo said in an interview: "At that time, one was young and impulsive, and the other was very confident in his music. I believe everyone would like my music, so I released the film like this. Now, think about how stupid I was at that time, haha. Fortunately, we succeeded."
Lin Zhimo naturally doesn't know how many years later he will say the above words, but now he does not show confidence at all, chasing after Xu Wenfang who is in charge of publicity and outreach in the company all day, urging her to continue to issue The company asks about its record sales.
After Lin Zhimo made a few calls, Xu Wenfang was troubled by it, and finally gave Lin Zhimo the phone number of the issuing company directly, and asked him to ask the issuing company directly, so that he could relax.
The people from the distribution company got impatient and said sarcastically, "Hey, a singer like you who doesn't have the strength to do promotion still dreams of reaching the sky in one step? Let me tell you, the quality of your music album will sell a thousand copies." You burn high incense!"
Lin Zhimo was furious about it, but a week later, the other party actually took the initiative to call, and his tone was full of excitement: "Ah, congratulations, the sales are good!"
Lin Zhimo was also excited. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the other party laugh wildly on the phone: "Wow, you sold more than 200 copies, amazing, amazing! 252 copies, rounded up, it can be regarded as [-] copies What, hahaha!"
Lin Zhimo wanted to drag that person out of the phone and beat him up, but in the end he sighed and hung up the phone amid the other party's laughter, because the sales of more than 200 copies made Lin Zhimo really not in the mood And the confidence to say something big.
In this way, in the first week, the company in charge of record distribution concluded a number, 252, which was the total sales volume of Lin Zhimo's first album in Yanjing City in one week.
Obviously, according to the feedback from the market, the sales volume is not very good, or directly speaking, the sales volume is dismal.
After Lin Zhimo received the news from the other party's undisguised laughter, he was under tremendous psychological pressure. He began to wonder whether he had misunderstood the public's music taste, or maybe the public didn't like him This style of music?
In the second week, the sales volume was better than the previous week, but still not more than a thousand, and finally settled at 738 copies, so the voice over there still revealed a strong sense of irony.
After Huo Xiwen got the news, he comforted Lin Zhimo and said to himself, "It's okay, it's okay, don't you see that the sales figures have really increased, this is good news."
Huo Xiwen was under less pressure these days than Lin Zhimo. After all, she was the one who came up with the idea, so the two looked haggard for the past two weeks.
In the third week, as if deliberately mocking Huo Xiwen's words of comfort to Lin Zhimo, sales actually started to drop, and the final figure given by the manufacturer was 699 copies.
Sitting in Huo Xiwen's office, Lin Zhimo said with a wry smile, "Could it be that the pirates have taken a fancy to my album, which has only sold more than 1000 copies?"
Huo Xiwen was also blaming himself, sitting beside Lin Zhimo, not knowing how to respond.
Lin Zhimo remembered that he had spent three months looking for inspiration for this album, and had to sort out the score in the interval between running on the field and learning rock, and even had a fight with someone else once because he didn't know what to do. If he didn't run so fast, he would almost be caught by the police and squatted in the cell.
Thinking about it, Lin Zhimo's eyes were moist for the first time. "I'm really worthless, and I can't bear such a blow." Lin Zhimo rubbed the corners of his eyes as he thought.
Seeing Lin Zhimo's actions from the side, Huo Xiwen was filled with guilt, and said with self-blame, "Zhimo, I'm sorry, I..."
Lin Zhimo took a breath and said, "Sister Wen, don't say I'm sorry, it's nothing. Our album isn't selling well and there's another one, isn't it? I guarantee that the quality of the next album will be even better than this one." Be good!"
Huo Xiwen felt even more guilty when she heard Lin Zhimo say this, but she was also a little at a loss in the face of such a situation.
People in the entertainment industry often say that as long as there is news, it is good news. Unless you publicly publish some anti-human words in the media, any negative news will become good news under the operation, so what artists are most afraid of is not What scandal and negative news, but fear that there will be no news.
Like Lin Zhimo's record now, no one praises or slanders, some just turn a blind eye, this is the most helpless.
Lin Zhimo stood up, stretched his hands upwards, and said with a smile: "When the sun goes down, it will rise tomorrow. It's no big deal."
Looking at the warm smile forced on Lin Zhimo's face, Huo Xiwen suddenly felt that this usually steady and humorous boy was just a 19-year-old boy after all, and some things were still too heavy for him to accept.
Huo Xiwen walked to Lin Zhimo's side, stretched out his hand very naturally to help him brush off some dandruff on his clothes, smiled softly, and said seriously: "Zhimo, I believe in you, I believe that your talent will sooner or later make the whole The music world was shocked."
Lin Zhimo looked at Huo Xiwen's soft and beautiful face, and suddenly felt an urge to hold her in his arms, and stammered, he asked, "Sister Wen, can I... can I hug you?"
Huo Xiwen was taken aback, and looked at Lin Zhimo.
Lin Zhimo's eyes were still dark and deep, but Huo Xiwen vaguely saw the slightest pleading in them.
Huo Xiwen's heart suddenly softened, and he nodded shyly.
Lin Zhimo lightly stretched his arms, hugging Huo Xiwen's delicate body into his arms, a burst of fresh hair fragrance wafted into Lin Zhimo's nose, Lin Zhimo whispered softly in Huo Xiwen's ear: "Sister Wen, My next album will definitely be better, right?"
Huo Xiwen's eyes were slightly red when he heard the words, and something soft in his heart was gently touched. He reached out and patted Lin Zhimo's broad back lightly, and said like coaxing a child: "Zhimo, I believe in you, no matter where you are Every now and then, you will radiate your light, you will surprise everyone, and I will always believe in you."
After hugging Huo Xiwen hard, Lin Zhimo said again: "Sister Wen, thank you."
……
Cao Zikai, 19 years old, is a rock music lover. He often appears in various underground music scenes in Yanjing. Although he is young, he can be said to be a senior rock music fan. However, Cao Zikai also has a hobby of buying discs, especially from abroad. Cao Zikai regards the playing discs that come over as treasures.
This day, he was preparing to attend a party for rock fans, when he was walking on the street, he heard someone calling him: "Cao Zikai, Cao Zikai!"
Cao Zikai turned his head and saw that he was the owner of a video store next to him. Cao Zikai also knew this person. He had opened the store here for four or five years. There were many albums in the store, some genuine and some pirated, but most of them were popular music that Cao Zikai didn’t like. So he just said lightly: "Oh, so it's Boss Li, do you have any new vloggers?"
Boss Li smiled and said, "I know you like rock music. Look, I bought a disc for you from the distribution company. It sounds exciting."
Cao Zikai curled his lips and said, "Boss Li, do you think our tastes can be heard together? Since it's not an accident, then keep busy. I have something else to do." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.
Boss Li hurriedly stopped him and said, "Listen to it, listen to it. Although it's not a disc from abroad, the quality is really good. It won't waste your time. I'll play it for you right now."
Cao Zikai was embarrassed to refuse directly for a while, and said indifferently: "Okay, I will meet you today, and I will listen to you for a while." In fact, he made up his mind and left after listening to a few words of the lyrics.
But when a high-pitched and passionate sound of musical instruments came out, Cao Zikai's idea of leaving was dispelled. Immediately, there was a sound of neighing from a war horse. The body at the door of the video store also walked in involuntarily.
"Among the sea of people, there are you and me, meeting each other and thinking about each other..."
As the music played, the expression on Cao Zikai's face became more and more excited. When the song was halfway through, he suddenly said to Boss Li: "Stop! Cut the song to the speaker outside, it's not interesting to listen to like this!"
"Okay, okay." Seeing Cao Zikai like this, Boss Li smiled happily, knowing that this album will definitely sell, and it's not just one, because with Cao Zikai's personality, he will definitely sell his album. Those friends called to buy it together, so Boss Li obeyed Cao Zikai's request.
However, when the music was really switched to the speakers outside the video store, a scene that surprised Boss Li appeared.
The people who were walking on the street seemed to be stumbled by something suddenly, and they all slowed down. As the music played, more and more people walked into the video store and asked Mr. Which song, who sang it, and whose album.
Boss Li was overjoyed, and quickly took out all his albums, and said: "The name of this album is 'The First Me'. It seems to be sung by a singer named Zhimo. Every song in it is The capital is very classic, and the styles of songs vary, there must be one you like."
Soon, all ten albums were sold out, and Cao Zikai even bought the one that was being screened, but looking at the crowds in the store who were still waiting to buy, Boss Li's heart was bleeding all the time, it was all about competing. Grabbing the banknotes that run into your pockets.
Boss Li was very annoyed by this. If he had known this effect earlier, he would not have put this album in the store for two weeks. Otherwise, wouldn't he have sold it a long time ago?
After selling all of Lin Zhimo's albums, Boss Li thought, no, he needs to hurry up and buy more, before other audiovisual stores know about it, and the other music on this album seems to be It's not bad, maybe it should be placed outside more.
Brothers and sisters, please collect and recommend it!
Later, Lin Zhimo said in an interview: "At that time, one was young and impulsive, and the other was very confident in his music. I believe everyone would like my music, so I released the film like this. Now, think about how stupid I was at that time, haha. Fortunately, we succeeded."
Lin Zhimo naturally doesn't know how many years later he will say the above words, but now he does not show confidence at all, chasing after Xu Wenfang who is in charge of publicity and outreach in the company all day, urging her to continue to issue The company asks about its record sales.
After Lin Zhimo made a few calls, Xu Wenfang was troubled by it, and finally gave Lin Zhimo the phone number of the issuing company directly, and asked him to ask the issuing company directly, so that he could relax.
The people from the distribution company got impatient and said sarcastically, "Hey, a singer like you who doesn't have the strength to do promotion still dreams of reaching the sky in one step? Let me tell you, the quality of your music album will sell a thousand copies." You burn high incense!"
Lin Zhimo was furious about it, but a week later, the other party actually took the initiative to call, and his tone was full of excitement: "Ah, congratulations, the sales are good!"
Lin Zhimo was also excited. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the other party laugh wildly on the phone: "Wow, you sold more than 200 copies, amazing, amazing! 252 copies, rounded up, it can be regarded as [-] copies What, hahaha!"
Lin Zhimo wanted to drag that person out of the phone and beat him up, but in the end he sighed and hung up the phone amid the other party's laughter, because the sales of more than 200 copies made Lin Zhimo really not in the mood And the confidence to say something big.
In this way, in the first week, the company in charge of record distribution concluded a number, 252, which was the total sales volume of Lin Zhimo's first album in Yanjing City in one week.
Obviously, according to the feedback from the market, the sales volume is not very good, or directly speaking, the sales volume is dismal.
After Lin Zhimo received the news from the other party's undisguised laughter, he was under tremendous psychological pressure. He began to wonder whether he had misunderstood the public's music taste, or maybe the public didn't like him This style of music?
In the second week, the sales volume was better than the previous week, but still not more than a thousand, and finally settled at 738 copies, so the voice over there still revealed a strong sense of irony.
After Huo Xiwen got the news, he comforted Lin Zhimo and said to himself, "It's okay, it's okay, don't you see that the sales figures have really increased, this is good news."
Huo Xiwen was under less pressure these days than Lin Zhimo. After all, she was the one who came up with the idea, so the two looked haggard for the past two weeks.
In the third week, as if deliberately mocking Huo Xiwen's words of comfort to Lin Zhimo, sales actually started to drop, and the final figure given by the manufacturer was 699 copies.
Sitting in Huo Xiwen's office, Lin Zhimo said with a wry smile, "Could it be that the pirates have taken a fancy to my album, which has only sold more than 1000 copies?"
Huo Xiwen was also blaming himself, sitting beside Lin Zhimo, not knowing how to respond.
Lin Zhimo remembered that he had spent three months looking for inspiration for this album, and had to sort out the score in the interval between running on the field and learning rock, and even had a fight with someone else once because he didn't know what to do. If he didn't run so fast, he would almost be caught by the police and squatted in the cell.
Thinking about it, Lin Zhimo's eyes were moist for the first time. "I'm really worthless, and I can't bear such a blow." Lin Zhimo rubbed the corners of his eyes as he thought.
Seeing Lin Zhimo's actions from the side, Huo Xiwen was filled with guilt, and said with self-blame, "Zhimo, I'm sorry, I..."
Lin Zhimo took a breath and said, "Sister Wen, don't say I'm sorry, it's nothing. Our album isn't selling well and there's another one, isn't it? I guarantee that the quality of the next album will be even better than this one." Be good!"
Huo Xiwen felt even more guilty when she heard Lin Zhimo say this, but she was also a little at a loss in the face of such a situation.
People in the entertainment industry often say that as long as there is news, it is good news. Unless you publicly publish some anti-human words in the media, any negative news will become good news under the operation, so what artists are most afraid of is not What scandal and negative news, but fear that there will be no news.
Like Lin Zhimo's record now, no one praises or slanders, some just turn a blind eye, this is the most helpless.
Lin Zhimo stood up, stretched his hands upwards, and said with a smile: "When the sun goes down, it will rise tomorrow. It's no big deal."
Looking at the warm smile forced on Lin Zhimo's face, Huo Xiwen suddenly felt that this usually steady and humorous boy was just a 19-year-old boy after all, and some things were still too heavy for him to accept.
Huo Xiwen walked to Lin Zhimo's side, stretched out his hand very naturally to help him brush off some dandruff on his clothes, smiled softly, and said seriously: "Zhimo, I believe in you, I believe that your talent will sooner or later make the whole The music world was shocked."
Lin Zhimo looked at Huo Xiwen's soft and beautiful face, and suddenly felt an urge to hold her in his arms, and stammered, he asked, "Sister Wen, can I... can I hug you?"
Huo Xiwen was taken aback, and looked at Lin Zhimo.
Lin Zhimo's eyes were still dark and deep, but Huo Xiwen vaguely saw the slightest pleading in them.
Huo Xiwen's heart suddenly softened, and he nodded shyly.
Lin Zhimo lightly stretched his arms, hugging Huo Xiwen's delicate body into his arms, a burst of fresh hair fragrance wafted into Lin Zhimo's nose, Lin Zhimo whispered softly in Huo Xiwen's ear: "Sister Wen, My next album will definitely be better, right?"
Huo Xiwen's eyes were slightly red when he heard the words, and something soft in his heart was gently touched. He reached out and patted Lin Zhimo's broad back lightly, and said like coaxing a child: "Zhimo, I believe in you, no matter where you are Every now and then, you will radiate your light, you will surprise everyone, and I will always believe in you."
After hugging Huo Xiwen hard, Lin Zhimo said again: "Sister Wen, thank you."
……
Cao Zikai, 19 years old, is a rock music lover. He often appears in various underground music scenes in Yanjing. Although he is young, he can be said to be a senior rock music fan. However, Cao Zikai also has a hobby of buying discs, especially from abroad. Cao Zikai regards the playing discs that come over as treasures.
This day, he was preparing to attend a party for rock fans, when he was walking on the street, he heard someone calling him: "Cao Zikai, Cao Zikai!"
Cao Zikai turned his head and saw that he was the owner of a video store next to him. Cao Zikai also knew this person. He had opened the store here for four or five years. There were many albums in the store, some genuine and some pirated, but most of them were popular music that Cao Zikai didn’t like. So he just said lightly: "Oh, so it's Boss Li, do you have any new vloggers?"
Boss Li smiled and said, "I know you like rock music. Look, I bought a disc for you from the distribution company. It sounds exciting."
Cao Zikai curled his lips and said, "Boss Li, do you think our tastes can be heard together? Since it's not an accident, then keep busy. I have something else to do." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.
Boss Li hurriedly stopped him and said, "Listen to it, listen to it. Although it's not a disc from abroad, the quality is really good. It won't waste your time. I'll play it for you right now."
Cao Zikai was embarrassed to refuse directly for a while, and said indifferently: "Okay, I will meet you today, and I will listen to you for a while." In fact, he made up his mind and left after listening to a few words of the lyrics.
But when a high-pitched and passionate sound of musical instruments came out, Cao Zikai's idea of leaving was dispelled. Immediately, there was a sound of neighing from a war horse. The body at the door of the video store also walked in involuntarily.
"Among the sea of people, there are you and me, meeting each other and thinking about each other..."
As the music played, the expression on Cao Zikai's face became more and more excited. When the song was halfway through, he suddenly said to Boss Li: "Stop! Cut the song to the speaker outside, it's not interesting to listen to like this!"
"Okay, okay." Seeing Cao Zikai like this, Boss Li smiled happily, knowing that this album will definitely sell, and it's not just one, because with Cao Zikai's personality, he will definitely sell his album. Those friends called to buy it together, so Boss Li obeyed Cao Zikai's request.
However, when the music was really switched to the speakers outside the video store, a scene that surprised Boss Li appeared.
The people who were walking on the street seemed to be stumbled by something suddenly, and they all slowed down. As the music played, more and more people walked into the video store and asked Mr. Which song, who sang it, and whose album.
Boss Li was overjoyed, and quickly took out all his albums, and said: "The name of this album is 'The First Me'. It seems to be sung by a singer named Zhimo. Every song in it is The capital is very classic, and the styles of songs vary, there must be one you like."
Soon, all ten albums were sold out, and Cao Zikai even bought the one that was being screened, but looking at the crowds in the store who were still waiting to buy, Boss Li's heart was bleeding all the time, it was all about competing. Grabbing the banknotes that run into your pockets.
Boss Li was very annoyed by this. If he had known this effect earlier, he would not have put this album in the store for two weeks. Otherwise, wouldn't he have sold it a long time ago?
After selling all of Lin Zhimo's albums, Boss Li thought, no, he needs to hurry up and buy more, before other audiovisual stores know about it, and the other music on this album seems to be It's not bad, maybe it should be placed outside more.
Brothers and sisters, please collect and recommend it!
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