Chapter 13 Invitation to the finals of 'New Voices Season'
Eleven o'clock in the morning.
Du Qing returned to Qingmeng and held a high-level meeting of the department to listen to reports from each department on the specific impact on Chu Qingqiu and Qingmeng after last night, and how to deal with it in the future.
"I'll do it first."
Chu Qingqiu’s manager Zhao Huarong took the initiative to speak.
Everyone's eyes were on her, and it was really her turn to speak first.
Chu Qingqiu made such a big noise last night, but the company didn't receive any news in advance. She, as an agent, is to blame.
Facing everyone's scrutinizing gaze, Zhao Huarong felt bitter in his heart, but did not show it on his face. He calmly began to report: "As of 10 o'clock in the morning, there are a total of 87 hot searches related to Qingqiu on the entire Internet."
Everyone in the conference room widened their eyes.
Although she had been mentally prepared, the heads of various departments were still shocked when she revealed this number.
Nearly 100 hot searches!
Usually, we may not be able to obtain this data in three months, but this time, it only took less than twelve hours!
What kind of popularity is this?
Du Qing's breathing was also stagnant.
Normally, if Chu Qingqiu could have this kind of enthusiasm, she would wake up laughing even in her dreams.
But when she thought that this might be Chu Qingqiu's and Qing Meng's last highlight moment, she felt so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.
Zhao Huarong continued to report: "In terms of fans, as of 10 a.m., Qingqiu Weibo had lost 230,000 followers. These fans are basically active fans."
Du Qing's heart ached even more.
Chu Qingqiu’s vitality was greatly damaged by this wave of fan loss.
According to the active fan rankings released last month, her number of fans lost overnight, if applied to an amateur with zero fans, would instantly make him into the top ten on the list and become a top streamer.
Zhao Huarong continued to worry: "In addition, two-thirds of the large-scale support stations organized by fans voluntarily have been closed down. Many core fans have also announced that they will lose their followers. Moreover, Qingqiu's follower loss momentum is still very strong." At the end of her speech, she tried to liven up the atmosphere, but it seemed to have the opposite effect.
The conference room was quiet, and everyone had a sad face.
This time, Chu Qingqiu's losses were too great and unacceptable.
And her massive loss of fans will directly affect the rise and fall of Qingmeng.
But whether they accept it or not, things have already happened.
"Are you finished?" Du Qing asked.
Zhao Huarong nodded, "Yeah."
Du Qing added: "If I remember correctly, Qiuqiu has a personal assistant, right?"
Zhao Huarong said: "Yes."
Du Qing hummed and said no more, but turned his attention to other departments.
Although she didn't say anything, Zhao Huarong also understood what she meant.
As Chu Qingqiu's personal assistant, no news was sent back to Qingmeng before such an important thing happened. So why does this assistant still need to exist?
In fact, Du Qing didn't need to mention this matter. If she hadn't been free, Li Qi would have been fired long ago.
"Let me talk about the impact of advertising and endorsements."
Entertainment Marketing Manager Zhao Huarong continued, "This morning, seven of the ten advertising companies we were negotiating with suddenly disappeared."
"Currently, Sister Chu has signed a total of 35 commercial endorsement contracts, ranking the highest among female artists in terms of quantity and quality."
"Before last night, 22 out of the 35 companies had a strong desire to renew their contracts, but after last night, most businesses seemed to be taking a wait-and-see attitude, and their attitude towards contract renewal was no longer so..."
"Okay." Du Qing stopped his report, pressed his eyebrows, and said: "That's it for now. Let's discuss how to clean up this mess."
Zhao Huarong was still the first to speak, "Mr. Du, the person who untied the bell must tie the bell. I think we still have to use Zhou Ziwu as a breakthrough."
……
"Me? Are you sure you found the right person?"
In a rental house.
Zhou Ziwu received a call that he did not expect.
"Mr. Zhou is joking, we are looking for you. Due to your high popularity and outstanding performance in "New Voice Season", our director Yang specially explained..."
Ten minutes later.
"Well, then I'll think about it and contact you later."
"Beep, beep, beep..."
After staring at the phone for a long time, Zhou Ziwu smiled.
He originally thought that as a "black" niche student who had been sprayed into shit by others, he was an existence that everyone was afraid of avoiding.
Unexpectedly, someone actually came to our door looking for something strange.
Traffic is really a good thing.
No matter it's red or black, as long as you have it, even if you are shit, some people will still smell good.
But to be honest, he doesn't really want to go back.
As for money, he no longer values the little they offer.
In other respects, apart from increasing the traffic of "New Voice Season", all he can get is notoriety.
If there is no benefit at all, why go back?
No, if you are scolded even more harshly, you can still go to Chu Dahu for mental compensation.
Compared with the program team, Chu Dahu is much more generous.
However, he was just thinking about it.
He doesn't have any special hobbies, so let's forget about scolding him.
Just when he was about to reject the program crew of "New Voices Season", the phone rang again.
When he saw the name of the caller, his scalp went numb.
Mom.
She called at this time and wondered why, her "marriage" was probably known to everyone.
"Mom?"
The other party didn't speak, so he called out tentatively.
"Turn on the speakerphone and I'll talk to him." Zhou Wenshan looked at his wife, whose eyes were red and speechless, and he came closer and said, "Hey, Ziwu, I'm your dad."
Zhou Ziwu asked cautiously: "Dad, are you okay?"
"Hmm." Zhou Wenshan was silent for two seconds and said, "Ziwu, why didn't you tell me and your mother about your marriage? Also, the money you sent home yesterday was given by your wife, right?" Dad's words made Zhou Ziwu's last bit of luck disappear.
He thought he was eloquent, but at this moment he was speechless, "Dad, I..."
"Ziwu." Zhou Wenshan said earnestly: "I know that you are an adult and have your own thoughts. Your mother and I are not that stubborn. If you fall in love, your mother and I will definitely support you."
"But as a man, you can't be spineless. You stay with others just for money, and you are scolded by their fans online."
"You know, your mother woke up early today and saw so many people scolding you. She is so distressed that she is crying and can't even speak."
"Whether I was in business before or selling pancakes and fruits now, we always eat with our hands. No man in the old Zhou family has ever been scolded so hard in the spine, Ziwu..."
"Dad, please stop talking." Zhou Ziwu's eyes were also red.
He was said to be so ashamed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Before this, he really had not considered the feelings of his parents.
But now, he thought about it from his perspective.
How heartbreaking it must be for them to see their proud son being scolded like this on the Internet.
Before, he was afraid that his two elders would leak the secret and did not dare to tell them.
Now, he can no longer tell the truth to them.
"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry for embarrassing you. She and I are not together because of money."
He had to tell one lie to cover another lie.
"Don't worry, I will take care of this matter."
"Son." Zhang Suyue called him, wiped the tears on her face, and said, "Mom believes in you. As long as you are together because of love, Mom will not feel ashamed."
"Mom will always be your strong support. Those people on the Internet say that you are not worthy of her, because they have no vision. With the excellence of my son, there is no saying that you are not worthy of her."
"Just pursue your dreams in Shanghai in a down-to-earth manner, and don't worry about your dad and me. When you are no longer busy, take her home and show her to the two of us."
"Okay, let's not talk about it for now. Your dad and I will have a stall in the afternoon, and we have to prepare now."
After saying that, she hung up the phone directly.
She was afraid that if she continued talking, she would burst into tears. She felt sad just thinking about her son being scolded by so many people, and the scoldings were so unpleasant.
Listening to the busy signal coming from the phone, Zhou Ziwu froze on the spot, in a daze.
After a long time, he came back to his senses and dialed Chu Qingqiu's phone number.
"Hey, Teacher Chu, the program team of "New Voice Season" called to invite me. I want to go."