The first thousand three hundred and eleven chapters
The entire network is in chaos, and it’s hard to figure out who the troll is. It’s like a martial arts melee!
Often, while cursing, I suddenly realize that the other side is a friendly army. Novel .
However, chaos returns to chaos, but "The Singer's Life", which no one is optimistic about, has also been inexplicably made popular at the same time!
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Qiandao Lake, Jiandao.
"Assistant director." A staff member ran over: "The preliminary data is out."
"Come out, come out." The assistant director waved his hand, showing no interest: "I've already guessed it. No need to say more."
"But..." The staff member opened his mouth, but was interrupted again by the assistant director.
The assistant director held his head in his hands, leaned back slightly to maintain balance, and just walked on the road.
His mobile phone was also turned off, completely cutting off contact with the outside world.
He knew that the promotional video he randomly edited would definitely be scolded, and "The Singer's Life" would definitely not be favored either.
However, he really didn't want to worry about it.
Just enjoy the time here during the last period of recording.
After all, once the recording is over, he will definitely usher in a trough period!
So, enjoy it now.
Because of this, he didn't hear the second half of the staff member's words: "But, the data exploded!"
He was actually a little confused.
How did such a bad promotional video lead to an explosion of data?!
It has become the most anticipated reality show on the Internet?!
Is the audience’s aesthetic taste so strange these days?!
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Next, the whole photography place fell into a strange atmosphere.
The staff happily discussed the skyrocketing data.
After all, in this era, traffic is king, and if you have traffic, you will make money.
This is why many traffic niches know that they are scolded every day, but they still show up frequently, and even deliberately do things that are easy to be hacked.
Because, whether you are praised or scolded, these are traffic.
As long as there is traffic, they will have income.
It's that simple!
However, while the staff were discussing excitedly, the two people in charge were completely opposite.
The assistant director would come around every day and then leave without saying a word. Anyone who spoke to him, especially about data and the like, would be scolded!
Director Nie Ping didn't even come. If they hadn't seen him every day during breaks, they would have thought that Nie Ping had simply swam away!
Then, the entire crew was controlled by Lu Xiaobu.
They say they are in control, but in fact they do nothing. They just listen to music and drink tea every day, and occasionally ask questions to allow the singers to continue to let themselves go.
However, Lu Xiaobu did not interfere during the recording, but he was very drastic in editing and post-production!
And his method can be summed up in just one word!
The skin is broken and bleeding from head to toe!
It even made the staff feel that Mr. Xiao Bu was more free than those singers!
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Three days later, at 9 pm on Monday, the first episode of "Singer's Life" will be online.
This time is the result of weighing the pros and cons of many parties.
This "Singer's Life" is too difficult to choose.
On the one hand, traffic is exploding, but at the same time, word-of-mouth is exploding, which is negative!
On the one hand, it is synonymous with miracles, but at the same time, it is a new model!
In the end, everyone compromised. It was impossible not to arrange a time, but giving prime time on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday was too much of a gamble.
Therefore, it was set at nine o'clock on Monday, which can be regarded as a small golden time.
It can be regarded as giving Lu Xiaobu face!
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Magic City.
"Sister Wang, I'm leaving first." Wang Shuying rubbed her temples tiredly, stood up and walked out.
"Well, please go slow on the road." A woman who was slightly older but seemed to take good care of herself picked up the teacup, took a sip of water soaked with medicinal herbs and nodded.
"kindness."
Wang Shuying nodded weakly, then rode on the small electric donkey she just bought last week and walked back.
It was already past eight o'clock at this moment, the sky was gradually getting dark, and the nightlife in the Magic City was gradually beginning.
However, when Wang Shuying looked at this extremely prosperous city, she felt a sense of exhaustion.
The pace of this city is too fast.
For someone like her who comes from out of town, is neither well-educated nor well-educated, and is a girl, life is too tiring!
When others are at work, she is at work, when others are on break, she works overtime, when others are on holiday, she is busy to death!
Does this pattern sound familiar?
Yes, she is in sales.
To be more specific, I am buying a house and acting as an intermediary.
Oh, there are also people who are accustomed to calling black agents.
She doesn't care. In fact, she would rather be called a black agent. After all, it means that she has blackmailed at least one amount of money.
Instead of living like now, living with a basic salary and worrying about tens of millions of dollars in business.
Even during the most difficult period, she once thought about whether she should just go back to her hometown, get married and have children as arranged by her parents.
I won’t suffer outside, and I won’t even dare to vent my anger at home.
After all, when you are not successful or famous, your family puts much more pressure on you than strangers!
Shake your head to throw these messy thoughts out of your mind.
Today is a rare Monday. I finally got off work early, but I can’t just think about this!
Yes, for them, getting off work at 8pm means getting off work early.
After all, for this industry, it is normal to not take a break for three to five months in a row, and it is lucky to get off work at 11pm.
Only Monday every week, the day that normal office workers hate the most, is the time when their profession can get off work early.
Returning to the community, I locked the car carefully, took the battery and walked to the sixth floor.
She has already lost three battery cars. If she loses any more, she will have to sell her blood!
Smelling the aroma of cooking coming from downstairs, and listening to the Modu dialect that I still don't fully understand even after three years in the city, I came to the sixth floor out of breath.
Then, she opened her small house with six floors and only 30 square meters, and walked in.
Charge the battery, close the curtains, take off your suit and throw it into the washing machine, then prepare another suit for tomorrow.
The whole set of actions is done in one go.
Finally, he collapsed on the bed, turned on the TV, and ordered a takeaway.
Well, there are full discounts on takeout, so after calculation, it is more suitable than going directly to the store.
Comfortable!
Wang Shuying listened to the sand sculpture sound coming from an unknown TV series, looked at the ceiling and sighed sincerely.
"By the way, the rent has to be paid today."
Wang Shuying suddenly remembered something, and quickly turned on her mobile phone to transfer the basic salary that was just paid today plus a negligible commission of 6,000 yuan. She took out 3,020 yuan with great pain and transferred it to the landlord.
She has a one-deposit and one-pay house. If she doesn't pay the rent on time, the landlord won't rent it to her!
After being paralyzed for a while, I heard a knock on the door and knew it was takeout, so I got up to get it.
After getting the takeout, I thanked the delivery boy and returned to the room again.
At this moment, the words "Singer's Life" appeared on the TV!
"That reality show that was so criticized?" Wang Shuying bit her chopsticks and muttered, not paying too much attention to it.
For someone like her who was afraid of walking more than 30 floors today, how can TV programs compare to the food in front of her!?
