"Hey, buddy, it's class, do you still dare to wear headphones and listen to music, are you not afraid of being killed by Master Jiejie?"
In the classroom, the boy sitting in the last row poked the warrior sitting in front with a surprised look on his face!
They are a key high school, and now, there is not much time left before the college entrance examination.
If you are seeking death at this time, it is true that no one can save you.
"You know, there's a new song. As soon as it came out, it took the number one spot in just four hours. And it's so damn good," the warrior said.
"How dare you listen to it when Master Miejie needs to go to the toilet? You are really a real warrior." The young man in the back row sneered.
"Afraid of a ball!" the Warrior sneered.
"Hehehe, Yi Zhijie, get out!" A middle-aged woman with short hair said coldly at the door of the classroom.
In an instant, the warrior's hands trembled.
"A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and the dripping blood."
The young man in the back row was writing furiously and wrote this sentence on the review paper.
A company!
A young man with long hair pricked up his ears, listening to the sound of the BOSS leaving.
The next moment, he took out his headphones, plugged them into the computer, quickly opened the web page, and clicked on the song!
However, the next moment, everyone in the company looked over.
"Oh shit, Xiao Zuo has been very bad-tempered recently. He was scolded just yesterday, and now he dares to listen to music during working hours! And it's played outside! That's awesome! That's awesome!"
"Hey, this pure music sounds so good."
"Well, I can't tell whether it's guzheng or pipa!"
All over China, at this moment, something like this is happening.
Even if you risk being punished, you must take this time to listen.
However, this news quickly shocked the entire music industry.
"Wucao, who is so awesome? Just a piece of pure music, so many people listen to it?"
“Moreover, 95% of the reviews are five-star reviews!”
"Is this fucking operation run?"
At the same time, the top executives of the eight companies that purchased Zhang Fan's album were sitting in the conference hall, staring at the screen of the conference hall!
On the screen, there is only a series of numbers!
Dynamic!
15284543!
15287660!
In the blink of an eye, it can go up to thousands.
It wasn't until 20 million that the BOSS, who was sitting in the center, stood up.
"Send out the advertisement! Notify the branches in each city and go to the airport to pick up the goods immediately.
At the same time, tell the production department that all the equipment is running. In these two days, we will produce as many albums as possible.
Overtime wages are doubled, and machines cannot be stopped when people are stopped.”
"OK!"
The eight record companies were suddenly in a super busy state.
At the same time!
Countless people heard the news and went straight to the pre-sale store.
Twenty songs!
MMP! The same person produces the same quality, but different types!
And, it’s an album!
The most important thing is, buy one and get one free, and the pure music version is all free.
Although the price is a bit higher, this is an album with twenty songs.
An average album only has about ten songs! This is simply too much.
And, it still sounds so good.
Whoever doesn't buy this is a fool.
An hour later, all pre-sale stores in major cities were packed with people.
There is a long queue, one after another.
This news shocked people in the music circle.
Besides those well-known singers, who can do this?
Moreover, for this pre-sale, it was not announced which A-list celebrity it was.
What the hell is this?
"Go and investigate, who produced this album?"
"Go to the pre-sale store and make sure you check it out."
Panic, completely panic!
Before, they thought it was run by a certain company.
After all, this thing is really normal.
However, now, the grand scene of pre-sale stores in various cities is not a lie.
Many singers also went directly to the website to listen to that song.
“Wancao, the quality is really good.”
"Wori, this is definitely a master!"
"Who in China can do this? And it's guzheng!"
Countless singers became suspicious.
At the same time, He Shanyuan, who drank a whole bottle of red wine, sent Zhang Fan a message.
"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will see all the mountains at a glance!"
Zhang Fan's first album release is such a grand event, if he develops in the music industry.
The future is bright!
What a pity! What a pity!
This guy just plays music for fun!
Thinking of this, He Shanyuan cried again.
This is simply God playing a joke on him. He has clearly discovered a genius!
However, this genius does not belong to him! It does not belong to music!
Just a passerby!
Zhang Fan had a question mark on his face after receiving the news!
Ouch, shit, Lao He, what do you mean by this?
I can't understand it at all!
"Who sent it?" Weng Shuang lay on top of Zhang Fan and looked at the text message curiously.
"Lao He!" Zhang Fan squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, but he still couldn't see what it meant!
"Professor He Shanyuanhe?" Weng Shuang blinked.
"Yes!" Zhang Fan nodded.
"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains..." Weng Shuang muttered.
Soon, Weng Shuang's eyes lit up: "Didn't you go make an album last night? Did Professor He express this as good news?"
"It seems to make sense!" Zhang Fan nodded.
At the same time, Weng Shuang's cell phone rang.
The call was from Mei Xiaoyun.
"Shuang'er, get up with your little man quickly, let's go buy an album!"
???
Weng Shuang blinked and looked at Zhang Fan: "No way?"
Zhang Fan shook his head fiercely: "It definitely shouldn't be. It ended at five o'clock in the morning. Even if Lao He is traveling at the speed of light, it's only been seven or eight hours. It's impossible for all the albums to be released."
"Then go take a look! Think of it as compensation for my shopping!" Weng Shuang stood up and looked for clothes on the ground!
"OK!"
Half an hour later, Zhang Fan and Weng Shuang went out and went straight to the pre-sale store.
Zhang Fan and Weng Shuang both wore masks.
Both of them were afraid that someone would recognize them.
Weng Shuang is afraid of trouble!
And Zhang Fan is really afraid of being chopped down!
Soon, Zhang Fan and Weng Shuang rushed to the pre-sale store.
Seeing the terrifying long queue, Zhang Fan was dumbfounded.
"I'll go, why are there so many people!"
Weng Shuang smiled: "It's okay, the scariest thing I've ever seen was direct traffic control."
At this time, the big screen of the pre-sale store suddenly lit up.
At the same time, a figure appeared on the screen.
Real-time projection!
"Dear friends, I'm sorry for the long wait! Due to time constraints, the album is still on the way. So, taking this time, I first selected a very violent piece in the album. I believe everyone will like it even more after reading it!
"
The person on the screen snapped his fingers, and then, an extremely low drum beat suddenly sounded.
Suddenly, Zhang Fan's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
"I'll go, it's really mine!"
"ah?"
Weng Shuang was shocked when he heard this voice.
Zhang Fan’s???album???
"Brother Di, I know you are very good, but can you please stop bragging? Such a big scene can only be seen by second-tier singers at least. You, come on." Mei Xiaoyun, who was standing aside, turned over
I rolled my eyes.
The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth twitched.
Sorry, I can only show off, I really can’t brag!
(Ten updates, ten updates! Emmmmm, my fingers hurt a little! Hey, dogs, no surprises, no surprises! Hahahaha! Is this wave worthy of a few recommendation votes?)