Salted Fish’s Self-help Strategy

Fang Shiling's call disturbed Chu Yuanxi and Zhu Yan. For a while, he felt that he had underestimated his value, and then he recognized the reality. For a while, he began to look forward to the future of the short video, and then felt that he was talented. It was the person who needed help, at least someone needed to give her an idea, and Chu Yuanxi couldn't always take the initiative.

　　Chu Yuanxi also felt a sense of urgency. Fang Shiling digs Zhu Yun, indicating that short videos are indeed very popular now, and all kinds of talents are likely to be dug, so he has to speed up.

　　 The hearts of two people went up and down with the bumpy train.

　　 After five hours of travel, they arrived at Chang'an North Station. When they got off the bus, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening. In the winter night, Chang'an was still brightly lit. Uncle Sheng wore a thick down jacket and an adventure hat and waited at the exit.

　　 Uncle Sheng is a little fat man who hasn't seen him for many years. Apart from a sharp rise in the hairline and a pair of big gold-framed glasses, nothing has changed. His height of 1.73 meters is very embarrassing. An increase of two centimeters can get rid of the shackles of second-class disability and get a higher score on blind dates.

　　 It may be precisely because of the height difference of two centimeters that he is still single now, and he is extremely reliable in the winter night.

"This, Uncle Sheng, this!" Chu Yuanxi yelled a few times. Uncle Sheng only saw him. She was very surprised and said with a white breath, "Old Chu, you still brought your girlfriend with you? Is Changan not suitable for traveling in winter? ."

"It's okay, it's good to eat. It's serious to go to Huiminfang to have a big meal." Chu Yuanxi took a breath from outside the train station. The air in Xijing Chang'an lacked the rich fragrance of the imperial capital, which made him testable. The lungs felt a bit harsh.

　　 Zhu Yun stabbed Chu Yuanxi.

　　 Chu Yuanxi rubbed his nose and said, "Introduce me, this is not my girlfriend, but a partner in entrepreneurship, Zhu Yan."

　　 "Huh? Ah!" Uncle Sheng looked closer, and suddenly realized, "This isn't the...that girly girl in the video?"

"Correct."

　　 "Fortunately, I am Huang Lujun, and others call me Uncle Sheng. Lao Chu said you are the big anchor of ZZ's millions of fans?" Uncle Sheng nodded, stretched out the greasy Lushan paw and shook Zhu Yan.

You can accurately determine the age of a person by how to call a stranger girl. For example, the "girl" is usually under 30 years old, and the "meimei" is mostly active on the Internet since 2000. People of that generation are usually above 30.

　　 Chu Yuanxi saw that Uncle Zhu Wei recognized Zhu Yun, and asked him: "How do you feel after watching the video?"

　　 "I didn't see anything to come here?" Uncle Sheng said indifferently: "Why so many people like it?"

　　 Chu Yuanxi was surprised: "You didn't hear the goodness of BGM?"

　　 "Isn't it just a cross-border music?" Uncle Sheng said disapprovingly, "This kind of BGM is vast, okay?"

"Crossover? Isn't this POP? Pop music." Zhu Yan is not ignorant of music. Unexpectedly, Uncle Sheng said proudly: "It is a mixture of pop music, country blues, and light rock with little percussion. , In short, it's just a string, nothing great."

　　 "Well, it must be bad if there is no ballad." Chu Yuanxi said teasingly.

　　 "Hahahaha, of course!" Uncle Sheng is a staunch defender of folk songs.

　　 He called for a rental, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, and then said to Chu Yuanxi: "I wanted to take you to my house, but I didn't expect you to come with your crush and go to the hotel."

　　 Chu Yuanxi said, "Go to the Huiminfang first. I remember that your home is not far from the Huiminfang. It was just a good night snack."

　　 "I don't care, but, are you sure..." Uncle Sheng looked back at Zhu Yun, and Zhu Yun nodded wildly.

　　 So, I left Chang'an North Railway Station all the way south, along Zhuque Street to LH District, and soon saw the second floor of the Bell and Drum which can be called the landmark of Chang'an.

　　 There are not many places that can compete with the imperial capital for cultural heritage and humanities within the scope of the heavenly dynasty. Chang'an is definitely one of them, and it is even better. Nothing but ancient city architecture. During the founding of the imperial capital, the "Eight Armed Nezha City Wall" designed by Liu Bowen during the founding of the city was completely flattened, leaving only a few fragments of broken walls, but the ancient city walls of Chang'an remained intact.

　　 Fighting the royal gardens, the emperor has the burnt down Old Summer Palace, the well-preserved Summer Palace, and the famous Forbidden City, but Chang'an is not afraid, not to mention the terracotta warriors and horses Huaqing Palace, Tang Furong Garden?

　　 It's a pity that I didn't come to play this time. It must be too late for attractions such as the Big Wild Goose Pagoda and Huguo Temple, but Huiminfang is also a famous attraction in Chang'an, isn't it? You can eat to relieve one's worries.

　　 It was past ten o'clock in the night at the Huiminfang. The sky was cold and the ground was very cold, but the flow of people was still woven, and various stalls lined up. The three people found a small shop and sat in. Uncle Sheng took the initiative to take the menu and the operation was as fierce as a tiger. He quickly served two portions of lamb in the basin. Zhu Yan and Chu Yuanxi quickly washed his hands, and one portion began to make cakes. The cake is delicious when it is kneaded into finely divided pieces, the more broken the better.

　　 Seeing that Chu Yuanxi has eaten almost~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Uncle Sheng brewed for a while, and asked: "What do you mean by entrepreneurship?"

　　 "I want to make a short video from the media, focusing on Douyin and Volcano. I need sound editing, script design, video processing, and music production." Chu Yuanxi looked up and said, "I need you to go to the imperial capital with me."

　　 "Come with you to the imperial capital?" Uncle Sheng was immediately shocked, "You didn't say that on WeChat."

　　 "It was said on WeChat that you weren't greeted by sweeping the couch, but told me not to come." Chu Yuanxi looked into Uncle Sheng's eyes, "So, I need to talk with you face to face."

　　 "Music production, is it original? I must go to the Imperial Capital with you? Can I work online?"

"It's not original. It's cover, mixing, rearrangement, such as changing popular to reggae, and changing folk songs to popular." Chu Yuanxi believes that she can have something to say directly with her uncle, "You can work on the Internet for everything else. Music production is not good, it must be produced on site. Therefore, I need you to sacrifice your current easy life."

"It doesn't matter if you are in ease or not. It is said that you have found it. I should agree no matter what, but I have already started on Dragonfly." Uncle Sheng became even less interested when he heard that he didn't make original creations. He lowered his head slightly and held both hands. Together, put them in front of their foreheads, and after a while, they said: "I will go to the Imperial City with you, and everything will start from a new beginning. What do my fans think of me?"

　　 "It's already started...you shouldn't have more than 10,000 fans on Dragonfly, right?"

"A little more than 9000." Uncle Sheng said this, still a little proud, music fans are hard to gather, especially for singers who have not yet become famous, these fans are all he has worked hard for several years. , Finally breaking ten thousand.

　　 "Then what is your dream? I mean to be specific."

　　 "Put out singles and record albums and make big-selling songs. Do you have to ask?"