Almighty Star Daddy

In a blink of an eye, the number of hits has risen to 300,000. Zhang Xiang's homepage that nobody cares about has been viewed 300,000 times overnight, and this number is still growing rapidly.

Zhang Xiang has been doing this kind of "job" for more than two years, and he has tried countless ways, such as funny, hilarious, sharing food, sharing travel, and everything is fine. As a result, the poor clicks are still logged in with a trumpet.

Zhang Xiang looked at the numbers that were still increasing sharply on the screen, and pinched his fat and oily thighs, "Oh, it hurts."

This is so, really!

Just now I was immersed in the dream of clicking and bursting, and I just remembered the message that kept scrolling up and over the screen.

"I just wanted to ask, who is this guy who sings, it's so awesome."

"This song is original, I've never heard it before, and I can't find it."

"I guess this guy is going to be popular, and another singer-songwriter was born."

"Are they all old? Where are they? We just went to the end of the world like this...Would it be so touching, my brother cried."

"This video is so badly recorded that I can't see my face clearly. Which bar is this guy singing in? Report the address, my brother will come over now and wait online."

"This is the best sound I've ever heard, the best song, bar none."

"Is there a video recorded by the Handicapped Party? Can't you light it up? No one can see it clearly."

Zhang Xiang's account page has been blown up by netizens. He just wanted to add some popularity to himself, but he didn't expect it to be like this. In the past, occasionally one or two netizens left a message to make Zhang Xiang dance with excitement, and he had to reply in seconds.

Looking at the rapidly scrolling messages on the screen at this moment, Zhang Xiang was dumbfounded. He didn't know which one to start replying, nor what to reply.

Because Zhang Xiang did not show up, netizens continued to bomb and swipe the screen.

"Is the landlord here? I really want to meet the singing buddies."

"Where is the bar, I want to see the scene."

"None of you noticed that this song was written for a former lover? That flower who used to silently accompany and support the singer."

"This song reminds me of him. I used to desperately want to be with a person, even if he was poor and had nothing, but now they go to the end of the world."

"Good girl upstairs, marry me, I'm poor too."

"The sound quality of the recording is so bad, but I have been looping the single all morning."

Zhang Xiang put his hands on the keyboard and couldn't reply a word, completely stunned.

......

The top floor of Sichen Media Office Building

Meng Si teased the bangs on his forehead. In the past two days, I don't know how many people praised his new hairstyle as handsome and suitable for him. Meng Si snorted coldly in his heart, knowing that he was handsome so that any hairstyle would look good.

Meng Si was originally a well-known gold broker in country Z, and many stars who are active in the front line are now popular with his own hands. Later, Meng Si established his own media company, mainly engaged in movies, TV dramas and the entertainment section of artist brokerage. The industry leader and the most popular artists in China are all from Sichen Media, and Meng Si's high-profile character makes Sichen Media a dream stage for all young people who dream of stardom.

A few years after he set up the company, he would still be in charge of the brokerage work of some of the company's favorite brothers and sisters. Later, the company grew stronger and stronger, and Meng Si's work as a broker had been fully entrusted to others, and he was mainly responsible for it. Manage the company and maintain the corporate image.

During the noon break, Meng Si finished the morning's work, clicked on the video website, and was ready to watch the videos uploaded by netizens. Usually, he first took a look and clicked on the leaderboard, and then selected the first few to watch the ones that he was interested in. Originally, It's just to relax, so I usually click on those funny videos to kill time.

first place,

The best bar singer...

Meng Si snorted coldly, not interested, how good a bar singer can be, his eyes automatically filtered out the first video, and he continued to look down. Second place, "** Mengmei ate fifty steamed buns in one go", Meng Si pouted, what kind of thing is this. The third place, "a sow named Ruoruo climbed the tree"...

Meng Dead silently moved his gaze back to the first video.

Because the number of hits on this website is counted in real time, when he caught a glimpse of the "Best Bar Singer" who remained at the top again, he couldn't help but approach the computer screen and carefully looked at the increasing hits.

"Oh, it's going up so fast, what video, with such high hits, can you still sing flowers in a bar?"

Meng Si dubiously clicked on the title of the video, the second page was the recorded video, and there was a row of subtitles below, playing the guitar and singing "Those Flowers"

"Oh, it's really good to sing." Meng Si sneered and clicked play.

Because the number of hits was too high, Meng Si was just curious and didn't take it too seriously. After clicking play, he picked up his phone and prepared to read the information.

"That laughter reminds me of my flowers... in every corner of my life, quietly blooming for me..."

The voice in the video reached Meng Si's ears through the air. He raised his head subconsciously and looked at the man in the video, "You sing well."

Meng Si held the mobile phone in his hand and looked at the video on the computer screen, "I thought that I would stay by her side forever. Today we have left, in the vast sea of ​​people..."

In the past, he just watched videos casually, usually playing small pictures. Meng Si put down the phone and moved the cursor to full screen mode.

Having been an agent for more than ten years, in this circle, if Meng Si said that he was the second major, then no one would dare to say that he was the first. With such a poor recording level and recording equipment, the sound quality has changed a lot. To a certain extent, the score was reduced to this song, but it did not affect the level of the singer's singing in the slightest.

"Those flowers... this is an original song." Meng Si muttered, whether a song will sell for money, whether it can be loved by the public, whether a singer's singing skills are good, and whether it can become popular , Meng Si can know just by listening to a few words.

Before the video was finished, Meng Si called his assistant.

In less than two minutes, the little assistant timidly knocked on the door of the office and stuck his head, "Mr. Meng, are you looking for me?"

"Go, find the person in this video for me." Meng Si teased his bangs with one hand, and pointed to the screen that was playing in full screen with one finger. The song had just finished singing.

This video assistant watched it on his mobile phone in the morning. He sang so well. He saved it right away, and sent a private message to the landlord, hoping to know which bar has such talent.

The assistant whispered, "I watched this video in the morning, and I also contacted the owner who uploaded the video."

Meng Si curled the corners of his mouth, folded his hands on his chest, and gave a soft "um", expressing his satisfaction that his subordinates had a keen awareness of digging out newcomers.

The little assistant glanced at the owner's approving face and continued, "But the landlord doesn't know the singer, so he just said the name of the bar."

It's okay to know which bar it is, just go look for it, Meng Si raised his eyebrows with new tattoos, "Which bar?"

The assistant hesitated for a moment, and said in a lower voice, "It's... Mr. Meng's, at the MAX bar."

Meng Si suddenly widened his eyes, his pupils shrank, "What!"