When Fang Jing was studying in the past, he remembered that Chen Jinpeng liked to read online novels and talked about Feng Ling Tianxia all day long.
It's just that they were all pirated copies, and you could download one from a stall near the school for one yuan.
Times have changed, and I didn’t expect that he would become my reader now. I have to say that it’s really fate.
When he saw that there was something to eat, Dongfang Bubai, who was not too concerned about the excitement, immediately jumped out.
"There is true love in the world, and there is true love in the world. After so many years apart, can the author and his former friends come to the scene today across thousands of mountains and rivers?"
"Come on, let's count down the numbers, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!"
"Ahem! Ergou! I, your deskmate, Guo's uncle!"
Chen Jinpeng has a big black dog at home. His father is more affectionate to the dog than to him. He gave him this nickname after visiting his house several times in the past.
As for the person Fang Jing mentioned, Mr. Guo was a small tycoon in his class. He relied on the little money he had at home to earn as much as 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan. Privately, Fang Jing called himself his uncle, Chen Jinpeng's second uncle.
"Fuck! It's you!" Feng Qingyang was excited, "I saw you on TV not long ago, and my dad was still talking about you! He said you tricked me into stealing his cigarettes to sell."
"Ahem! It's an old story, so don't mention it. I'll send you my phone number. Call me in Shanghai."
Across the screen, Fang Jing blushed a little. When this kid fell in love with Casino Royale, he had no channel. He didn't know who he heard saying that he was an insider, so he had to pester him for his address.
Can Fang Jing agree? There are two kinds of things like this. Everyone comes to him and he is annoyed to death. The most important thing is, can he hand over what he has worked so hard to collect?
Unless you ask him to go online, that’s almost it!
In this way, Chen Jinpeng spent all his pocket money. Once when it was not enough, Fang Jing came up with a bad idea and asked him to take two packs of cigarettes from home to sell.
Dongfang Bubai: "What's going on? Why are you still on TV? Uncle Guo, how many years will your sentence be?"
"You are so eager to learn, and there are also online novels there? No wonder you have been interrupted for a while, and you are exhausted from digging mountains and sand, right?"
Fang Jing:……
Is this baby spoiled?
"For the last few tickets, message me privately in Shanghai. It's time for the lookout. Send the address back later and I'll send it to you by courier."
"By the way, don't forget to vote for the handsome Fang Jing!"
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The next day, as soon as Fang Jing got the tickets and mailed them out, he soon saw Chang He posting in the group, twenty-two of them, this guy is really dark.
But not to mention, Chang He is indeed an old editor. Many great people have worked under him, and he is familiar with them all. After a few words, someone agreed to help promote it.
On this day, after posting the last chapter, Da Shenhe Crab opened a single chapter with the title: "Emergency Notice!"
"Everyone, He Xie, I haven't gone downstairs for three months. The day after tomorrow, I'm going to watch Idol Fang Jing on New Year's Eve on Magic TV. Some of you have bought tickets and I'm going there. I don't know the way."
"It doesn't matter if you don't go. I want Fang Jing's photo and signature to sign up. I'll fight to the death to get a few of them later. Just remember to vote for him. I don't know the specific operation. Seeing as how little he has, there is an introduction above."
In addition to He Xrab, the great masters Maomao Dou, Xiao Shui, Sanshu, Zuo Fengtui, Which Excavator Is Stronger, My Grandson Downstairs, Whip and Candle... More than sixty great masters have promoted Fang Jing.
On this day, my cool music and Fang Jing’s song comment area almost exploded. As soon as everyone met, they left messages recommending it by a certain master.
"I was passing by. I didn't know Fang Jing before. The author of the novel recommended him here. I listened to it several times during the rainy season when I was seventeen years old. The song is really good, but it's a bit expensive!"
"A student, this song is played every day on campus, he is brainwashed!"
“In my province, the junior high school is in the same school as Fangjing. I support it unconditionally!”
"I'm Fang Jing! I'm very happy to meet you here. I hope I can bring you more good songs in the future!"
Suddenly! One of the more than 20,000 comments was placed at the top. The spokesperson was still certified by the website, and the singer Fang Jing was displayed at the back!
"Wow! Capture me alive!"
"Fortunately, I grabbed it quickly. Can I go to the first floor?"
"Today is my seventeenth birthday, can Fang Jing have a word with me?"
"Hello, happy birthday!" Fang Jing left a message personally.
Not to mention, it's quite fun here. He just played for more than ten minutes. The people here are nice to talk to and all of them are talented people.
In particular, there are many storytellers, including boyfriends, girlfriends, classmates, childhood stories, going to the hospital to get circumcision, and so on.
Because his songs are free, they are included on all major music platforms. After visiting here, Fangjing went to Penguin Music, Yiwang Music, Dog Music...
In Happy World, Huang Jinyuan held a thermos cup filled with wolfberry and looked at Fang Jing's meager number of 7.4 million followers, which had increased significantly in two days.
Judging from the comments section and the meager number of retweets, it didn't look like she was a fan. After shopping around for half an hour, she realized that it was Fang Jing who advertised everywhere and used it to increase his presence.
“Tuk-tuk-tuk!”
"Please come in!"
"Sister Huang, are you looking for me?"
Liu Wei was wearing a down jacket and a beige hat. She rubbed her hands after coming in. She had just come back from outside.
"Sit down." Huang Jinyuan increased the temperature of the air conditioner a few degrees.
"How have you been rehearsing these past few days? You should get used to it."
"Very good, everything went well."
"Yeah." Huang Jinyuan nodded, "Where's Fang Jing, what is he busy with?"
"Him?" Liu Wei was surprised. He didn't expect his agent to care about such a thing. "I don't know. He is very busy running around now."
"Look at me." Huang Jinyuan turned the notebook over, "How much is Fang Jingpo's? 7.4 million, what's yours? 1.35 million, I bought half a million!"
"I know you just debuted and it's not easy to fly in a short time, but if you don't work hard in this circle, you will be eliminated sooner or later."
"Fang Jing has never stopped talking about it since he debuted. He is the one with the best development and the hardest working among the group of you who joined the company."
"Check the comments under his songs. There are hundreds of comments from me personally. What about yours? You always ask me, as your manager, to do everything without asking."
Facing Huang Jinyuan's scolding, Liu Wei lowered his head and said nothing. He had already complained thousands of times in his heart, "How does Fang Jing's manager do it? He formed a publicity team, bought hot searches, and even arranged to appear in variety shows."
"I have accepted several endorsement deals, and I heard that I am planning to establish a Fangjing post bar and operate a fan base recently."
"On the other hand, Huang Jinyuan has not been seen all day long. She focuses all her energy on Li Yifeng and doesn't care about their life or death at all."
After her tone softened, Huang Jinyuan said softly: "I heard that you and Fang Jing have a good relationship, why don't you invite him to sing? We are different even when people like Shen Hao get one."
"Don't feel embarrassed. Favor is something you owe me and I owe you."
"Of course, if you can't keep your face clean, I can't help you. Anyway, I don't have money to buy you a song."