The master battle between Watanabe Yasumi and Qi Dongqiang kicked off the first prologue.
Sitting in the main control room, Xu Zhi kept referring to the level of the top players at this stage.
There is a difference, but the difference is not particularly obvious.
He rarely has the chance to win against these people in the ring.
But with the trump card of releasing magic, it is difficult to distinguish between him and these people in the wild. It depends more on the venue and physical condition of each.
The subsequent battles were exciting, but less straightforward and killing like Qi Dongqiang's.
After watching the screenings for a whole day, Xu Zhi probably had a pretty good idea of the many strong players on this ladder.
“Have you ever thought about jumping in line and getting some rewards?”
Watching the game using terminal Lianxun equipment is very tiring, and some viewers have to stop using the terminal equipment and take a rest, or check the big screen.
Situ Xin is interested in some opponents he may face. Unlike Xu Zhipu, he chooses to view the games in a targeted manner.
After watching the whole day's game, Xu Zhi seemed a little lethargic, but his spirit was quite high.
"lack of ability."
Xu Zhi shook his head. He was able to jump in the queue in the last four-nation exchange competition, but this time he was helpless.
The ability has improved too fast and has far exceeded the planned expert practitioner level, making it difficult to compete in the Masters Competition.
Not only him, but also several friends who debuted at the same time. Their strength is not directly proportional to their age.
It’s hard to shine in this age-approved competition.
Now only Yan Jinbai and Yi Chuan are still encouraging and supporting the group, and the two of them have reached the top sixty-four without any danger.
Bolivar, my friend from a few days ago, won the morning game and lost the afternoon game and has been eliminated.
Qin Ming, the senior senior brother of Yunling Academy, was ranked among the top 256 and did not advance.
To stand out from tens of thousands of young expert practitioners and to be able to participate in the competition is an extremely remarkable ability, and his performance was not bad.
The two exchanged a few words in low voices about various situations during the game, then dispersed and followed the crowd slowly out of the control room.
"Xiao Lizi has brought all your albums. Your customers, hurry over and collect the money."
When Xu Zhi came out, he saw Yan Jinbai with a calm face, and Qingchuan Chizi with a gloomy face.
"That's great. Do you want to buy the CD?"
Compared to his serious work, Yan Jinbai likes his side job very much. It is the only way for him to relieve the pressure of cultivation.
"That's what I heard, please keep the twenty-five thousand Dongyue coins and there's no need to look for them."
Qingchuan Chizi calmly took the album package from Yan Jinbai, his poker face changed a little.
"I hope you can feel happy in my singing. If you need anything, please feel free to contact me. I will give you as much as you can."
Speaking in broken South Australian, Yan Jinbai managed to maintain communication and recommendation.
"pleasure"
Qingchuan Chizi looked at Yan Jinbai. Ever since he met Xu Zhi in the Hatut Alliance, he had not felt such joy in a year or two.
Hearing these two words in Yan Jinbai's words, he even felt strange.
"A glass of water has the taste of all the seas. You don't have to taste it all. I didn't expect that you have extraordinary talents. I will listen to you when I return to China and I will listen to you all."
He turned over Yan Jinbai's album cover and looked back and forth. When he saw the slogan "His Majesty Uya Tulanto agreed after hearing it", he felt relieved and turned away the conflicting thoughts in his head.
Come.
The taste of the Wuya royal family in Northern Xinjiang should be correct.
"Xu Zhi, do you think I should print 10,000 more sets? As long as I find ten customers like Qingchuan Akako, we can sell them all."
The inventory was sold out in one go, and Yan Jinbai was obviously a little excited.
It has nothing to do with how much money you make.
He felt that his soul was sublimated in an instant.
It feels great to share it with others.
"No problem, as long as you are happy."
He earned more than a thousand yuan from eight hundred CDs, and nearly three hundred thousand yuan was needed in a blink of an eye. Xu Zhi had already given up on recommending Yan Jinbai.
According to this situation, the more you sell, the worse your losses will be.
"Speaking of singing, there is a singing and dancing group that is very popular recently. Brother Xu Zhi, do you still have an impression of this woman?"
Li Chuyang handed over the phone, and Xu Zhi glanced at the portrait on it.
"Isn't this a stupid girl from Kyoto? Can she debut at that level?"
The photos on the phone were of Lu Su, whom Xu Zhi had met several times before, and Zhu Minghui, whom Xu Zhi had met on a blind date.
He didn't get in touch with these two women, but the two girls got together with each other.
I wish Minghui has good looks, musical skills, and a powerful family, so that it will be easy for her to become a star.
Lu Su is a practicing practitioner and is a layman when it comes to entertainment elements. Xu Zhi feels that joining the group can only be done by scratching the surface.
"Does Master Lu Qinghou agree?"
"How could he agree? Lu Su and her father had a falling out. The Zhu family didn't completely break up. It's just that the family didn't support it and they thought it was too embarrassing to show up in public."
"Old-minded" Xu Zhi said with a smile: "What age are we in now?"
"That's right, they are singing for women in the new era. They have struggled for a long time before they achieved some success. Brother Xu Zhi, do you want to join in?"
"Share participation?" Xu Zhi asked doubtfully.
The image of Dasha Niu from Kyoto flashed crazily on the screen, and in just a few seconds, more than ten messages poured in.
"Little Li, hurry up and raise the money for us. We want to hold the next concert."
"In addition to the venue, we also have to spend at least 500 people to support the atmosphere. We are short of money, short of money, short of money..."
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"It's all my fault that those surnamed Xu and those surnamed Yan defrauded me and Yi Chuan of our money. Ahhhh, I'm going crazy."
When asking Li Chuyang for support, Lu Su still couldn't forget what Xu Zhi and Yan Jinbai had done.
Xu Zhi won five million from Yi Chuan, and Yan Jinbai followed up and defeated Yi Chuan, completely wiping out their fortunes.
"They are popular but still need money?"
"I've always been short of money." Li Chuyang laughed awkwardly and said, "Everyone will be short of money in life."
"Initial Stage"
Li Chuyang added: "This is an industry that makes quick money. It is very suitable for investment. The investment is small and the return is big. With three million, you can own 30% of the shares."
"Let me take a look"
Li Chuyang was obviously here to attract investment, but his money was not brought by strong winds. Xu Zhi was just about to inquire about the current information of the two people, when he saw Yan Jinbai coming over.
"They are now 18th-tier singers, and Li Chuyang asked me for financing today."
"The eighteenth line."
Xu Zhi drawled his voice a little. In Dongyue, the acting industry is just a routine job, and singers are not much better.
The 18th line is in the primitive stage, and you can only sing in bars and high-end restaurants. The normal income is about one thousand yuan a month, and you don't even have to worry about food, drink and housing.
Compared with actors who need to be matched to film a film, a special feature of singers is that they can sing alone, like Yan Jinbai, but they need to be responsible for their own profits and losses.
Three million was invested, and given Lu Su's current popularity, it would take hundreds of years of work to get back the money.
"They have a headache, and there is a problem with their money-making model. They want to gain fame through free charity performances and release CDs. Let alone losing three million, spending five million to get it will be in vain," Yan Jinbai said with a smile.
"How could that be? I'm very optimistic about them," Li Chuyang shouted.
"Can you just tell me how much you lost?" Yan Jinbai asked
"One and a half million, it's not much, and it's even less for you," Li Chuyang said with a forced smile.
"Do you feel bad?"
Li Chuyang is still in his senior year of college. Currently, he relies on his family to provide training support and has few means of making extra money. This is probably because he has handed over his boss.
Compared with what is needed for the current master's training stage, an investment of millions is not much.
But Xu Zhi would also feel blind when he invested in two rebellious young women who were messing around.
"If you leave the family to start a business, you will basically have to rush into the street," Yan Jinbai shook his head.
"If you can come up with a feasible business report and determine the level of profit and loss and return time, I can inject some funds. Of course, we have to rush. My senior brother and I will go to Nanyang the next day and won't be able to come back for a while."
After all, it was Li Chuyang who spoke, and Xu Zhi didn't reject it directly. He could still get the millions.
According to Yan Jinbai, this group is not only using love to generate electricity, but also promotes it at its own expense and pays back.
"Business report? In a relationship like ours, it's not like we all pool money together to have a job, and earn money together..."
Li Chuyang's words may be a norm among the small circles of Kyoto aristocratic families.
Thinking about the money he had lost, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and communicate with Lu Su.