"I currently have two businesses, club and performance information."
"Let's talk about the club first. You must know Monternet, but I need to explain to you the SMS Alliance... The club's traffic volume is very good. It is estimated that it will reach the standard by the end of the year. By then, if you apply to become an SP, you won't have to share it with others."
"SP is becoming more and more popular now, with the three major portals taking advantage. QQ is making money by relying on text messages, and more and more people are watching from the outside. It seems like a big cake.
Yes, Monternet is indeed the cake, but the way they eat it is too rough. The business is sparse, the type is single, and they are often complacent. If I were to do it, I could play with them in different ways every day.
What a great channel! They can’t make money!”
Yao Yuan was heartbroken when he mentioned it. Yu Jiajia looked at Xiang Le and asked, "Is it just your club?"
"The club is only in its primary form. If you are really interested, I will find a time to talk to you specifically."
Um?
Yu Jiajia heard something, what does this kid want to do? Want to poach me?
She blinked her eyes and continued calmly: "What about the performance information? You have a lot of information on it from newspapers. I dare you to pick it up?"
"We'll talk about this later, we'll talk about it later... Performance information needs to have prerequisites first. Do you believe that Internet technology will develop rapidly?
For example, payment methods will become very convenient and safe."
"I believe."
"Okay. Even though the performance information is inconspicuous now, as living standards improve and consumption habits upgrade, the performance market will definitely become hotter year by year.
So think about it, if one day all the tickets for movies, plays, art festivals, musicals, symphonies, and even cross talk and acrobatics across the country can be purchased on my website, how big of a territory will that be?
"
Yao Yuan fiddled with several cups, took one first, and said: "This is ticketing. I have nationwide performance information and ticket sales authority."
He took another cup and said: "If there are too many people buying tickets, I will create a special review website and let them rate it. Every movie, every TV series, every book, every song can be reviewed on
Find ratings and reviews online.
When more and more people comment on it, and even decide whether to watch it based on it, do you think it will affect the entire entertainment ecosystem?"
Hiss!
Yu Jiajia unknowingly sat up straight.
It wasn't over yet. Yao Yuan took the third cup and said: "Since I sold the tickets and rated the scores, why don't I go deeper into the upstream and downstream? Do my own performances and works, and then move these works online?"
"I have objections to this. I believe the Internet will develop rapidly, but I don't think the Internet can replace television," Yu Jiajia said.
"Okay, that's it. You said TV is useful, so when we move to the Internet, can we move it to TV at the same time? Can we connect the Internet and TV?"
"this……"
Reporter Yu Da was rarely at a loss. It sounded like science fiction, but with the current momentum of the Internet, various fantasies from all parties felt that it might be realized.
What shocked her was that Yao Yuan actually picked up the fourth cup and said: "I have sold so many tickets for performing arts activities, so let's be more liberal. Can I sell a set meal for a restaurant? A coupon for a bathing center
Can it be sold?
By the same token, if you sell it and evaluate it later, guess what will happen?"
Yao Yuan didn't know how Lao Ma deceived the Eighteen Arhats back then, but he figured it was pretty much the same as painting cakes! If the person who painted the cake believed it, he would naturally follow you.
He only talked about part of his future plans and felt that Yu Jiajia was very suitable for this. She was not old, but she entered the industry early. She had worked in newspapers for ten years and had a wide network of contacts, so she was a very good helper.
For today's netizens, their understanding of the Internet is limited to what they have come into contact with, such as portals, mailboxes, QQ, and games.
Those imaginary things were too imaginary and had no physical impression. But Yao Yuan's words actually gave Yu Jiajia a complete and clear development path in her mind.
"..."
She looked at the other person again, and her eyes changed a lot. Could it be that this was Long Zhong?
So am I Liu Bei or Zhuge Liang?
She was distracted for a moment, and Yao Yuan also stopped talking, without preaching too much, and drank champagne like a champagne.
The time was getting late, and guests in the bar were coming and going. Zang Tianshuo still called his friends, and Gerile showed the standard attitude of a young lover, very well-behaved.
The program has also changed several times, all with unknown singers.
At this moment, when a singer went down, a few people came up. It looked like a band. Without any introduction, they came up and started singing.
As soon as the prelude started and the lead singer's voice came out, all the guests turned their heads and looked puzzled. Yao Yuan also felt something was wrong. Why was there a singer singing Bai Shier in the bar?
What’s even more special is the Northeastern white thing!
I don’t know if it exists in the south. In the vast rural areas of Northeast China, there is a folk tradition. When someone dies, relatives not only hold a funeral, but also invite a troupe to perform operas.
Many people are engaged in this, and there are many songs, such as "Eighteen Cries".
The lyrics are sad, the melody is breathtaking, and the actors' professional interpretation makes the whole world sad and makes people cry.
Yao Yuan could tell as soon as he heard it. He had no experience singing Bai Shier in rural areas, so he couldn't compose this song. Then he turned to look at the five people on the stage, the other four were all good, except the lead singer.
Wearing a wig, a red cheongsam, painted eyebrows, lips like blood, wearing an earring, a flower in her hair, holding a guitar in her hand and playing and singing.
"puff!"
"Cough cough cough!"
"Do you know him?" Yu Jiajia asked.
"I don't know it, but I think it looks strange."
"Oh, this band is called Second-hand Rose. They come to perform often. The performance fee offered by Lao Zang is higher than what is available on the market. I've seen it twice before."
Yu Jiajia said casually: "It sounds like Errenzhuan to me."
"I feel like it too."
"The styling is quite unique, and the lead singer has a demonic aura, which is quite suitable."
yes!
Can it be suitable?
That’s the godmother of rock and roll, Mother Long! Oh no, Aunt Long!
Yao Yuan didn't know about this band for a long time in his previous life. He only started listening to their songs when he was middle-aged. I can't say he likes or dislikes them, but he finds them quite interesting.
As a reborn person, one of the joys is checking in everywhere.
I checked in with Guo Degang once before, and I got another one today.
The lead singer is called Diplodocus, a native of HLJ. When he was not popular, searching for Diplodocus would only find this introduction: "a kind of dinosaur at the end of the Jurassic."
After singing a few songs and saying a few words, the band came off the stage.
The waiter went over and said, "Brother Long, I have a guest asking for a drink."
"Which table?"
The waiter pointed and Diplodocus nodded: "Okay, I'll be there in a minute."
When performing in a bar, it is common for guests to treat them to drinks.
He simply cleaned up, dispersed his sweat, ran to the table, saw a man and a woman, and said hurriedly: "Hello, bosses!"
"You're welcome, sit down."
Yao Yuan invited him to sit down, handed him a glass of beer, and after touching it, Diplodocus breathed out easily.
"I hear your style of music sounds a bit like duo, is it from the Northeast?"
"Yes, I am from QQHE."
"Oh, I'm from Shen Cheng."
"Hey, we are still from my hometown, we are destined to be together!"
The three Northeastern provinces were all from my hometown, and later the fourth Northeastern province—Hainan—was added.
Without having an in-depth conversation, he just said a few polite words. Yao Yuan glanced at Yu Jiajia, and without betraying anyone, he directly lied and said:
"We are from a newspaper company. We have recently created a website to introduce various performance information. I just watched your show and I want to make friends. Let me know when you have a performance and I will post it online so that more people can see it.
.”
For those who are in the world of martial arts, even if they don't agree in their hearts, they still have to call them brother.
As expected, Diplodocus was all smiles and nodded repeatedly: "It's okay, you think highly of me."
"Then leave your contact information?"
"Ok, Ok."
After sending them away with a few words, Liang Long found Zang Tianshuo and asked, "Are those two from the newspaper?"
"Yes what's the matter?"
"It's okay, it's okay, we just had a few chats."
"That woman is a big reporter and well-known in the industry. It doesn't hurt to make friends."
At the beginning of the newspaper meeting, Liang Long did not hesitate like Guo Degang and immediately agreed.
Yu Jiajia didn't say a word, which was regarded as acquiescence. She admitted that she was a little enthusiastic about being fooled by Yao Yuan, and her career ambitions were revived, but she wouldn't give in. She still had to observe and observe.
…………
"Let's go, I'll take you back."
"No, I'm going to the Internet cafe to stay up all night today."
"It's great to be young, bye!"
At around 10 o'clock in the evening, Yu Jiajia got into a taxi and ran away from others.
Yao Yuan watched her car lights disappear, turned around, and walked back along Liangmaqiao Road. After walking for a few minutes, he reached that stretch of road again.
The cold wind was blowing, and there were still dim lights. There were fewer women than before, and they were still standing guard under the street lights in scantily clad clothes, shivering vaguely.
Yao Yuan went back and forth twice, rejecting N warm invitations, but still couldn't find him. Just when he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a voice: "Teacher Chen?"
He turned around and saw Rongrong.
Compared with two months ago, the girl has not changed much, but she has become more proficient. Unexpectedly, she ran over with a little joy and said, "Why are you here? Are you looking for me to take pictures again?"
"Oh no, I just happened to come over today..."
Yao Yuan took out a prepared envelope and stuffed it into the other party. Rongrong took it and when she touched it, she knew it was money, more than 200 yuan.
"This counts as, uh, dividends."
Yao Yuan didn't know what to say, so he paused and said, "Go home if you can, the days are still long... Okay, I'm leaving."
He waved his hand, turned and left.
From beginning to end, the two of them didn't know each other's names or anything else.
Yao Yuan tightened his clothes, left the street, and called a taxi. The driver smoked a cigarette and asked, "Where are we going?"