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Chapter 133 Let the storm come

After the interview, Zheng Qian immediately returned to his dormitory, opened his laptop, and logged into the Cool Music Network online.

He would like to see how these netizens criticize him.

This is Zheng Qian's first time browsing this website. The style of the entire web interface is simply colorful, especially on the center cover. There are several young men with afros covering their mouths pretending to be cool or looking up at a 45° angle with sad faces. Sky.

Next to it are lines of text that are difficult to understand:

"Promise {洅媄.吔bμ濄蟟.﹏A moment of deception..."

"[Ru Ba] said that I knew I was wrong, but that means I have never been strict about "everything"﹏"

"I am determined to give up everything*^^^8洴A! You^^~please be my dear."

Every time you click on a link, several songs will appear for netizens to request and download. This is probably an early song list.

This extreme aesthetic made Zheng Qian feel a little dazed, which once again confirmed that it was indeed 2004.

Then he found the ranking list on the navigation interface. After clicking in, he saw the "Chinese Idol" contestant popularity list, and his name was at the top.

The narrator also has a popular list of songs on the show. The first one is "Legend", which is his own song, and the second one is called "Waiting Alone", which is a song by other contestants.

Zheng Qian took a quick look and found that three of the top ten songs were his own, such as "The Most Beautiful Sun" and "365 Days of Missing You", both of which were ranked fourth and ninth.

After clicking to enter the song comment area, I found that there were insults everywhere under the "Legend" page, including the other two songs on the list.

Moreover, all the insulting words and phrases were copied and pasted in a very orderly manner, which was obviously organized and premeditated.

It's not that there are no supporters, but compared with the supporters of dozens of other players, Zheng Qian's fans are obviously not enough.

As for the number of flowers and tiles under the song, it has almost reached an astonishing 1:7, and the number starts at 100,000.

When I went to look at the message board of the popular singer list and saw the comments about Zheng Qian, Zheng Qian's face suddenly turned ugly.

"In what age do you still have short positions?"

"You must be short of food at home if you are so thin! I will throw some eggs for you in a few days!"

"I seem to have heard the songs he wrote before. Did you copy them?"

"Why does a first tenor only know how to scream? Just scream, scream, scream. Does it mean that a high voice means a good singing?"

"Haha, there are actually people sending flowers, I'm so drunk! The aesthetics of these fans really makes me laugh to death!"

"Zheng Qian, go home and let the ghosts scream!"

"Manipulating the ranking list, shameless act!"

"Compared with our Li Dingyi, they are really far behind!"

"Young man, have you offended the hairstylist of "Happy Camp"? The look in the next trailer is really ugly!"

Although Zheng Qian had seen countless big scenes, he still felt calm at the moment. This made him so angry that he almost hit the screen with his mouse.

Yu Qianqian was startled, looked over at the screen, and said with a smile: "Brother Qian, why are you angry with those people on the Internet?"

Zheng Qian calmed down his emotions and was a little speechless. He sighed: "Our country's quality education has a long way to go!"

Yu Qianqian moved a small bench and sat in front of Zheng Qian, and enlightened: "Brother Qian, I think it's a pity that you didn't take those classes. In addition to training our singing skills, those teachers also told us what to do after we debut. For some questions, let us not care about the evaluation of the outside world. Time will prove all the answers and will also wash away those negative public opinions."

Zheng Qian nodded. He was also a little nervous just now, and his mood fluctuated a bit. But after all, after experiencing this, his mentality quickly adjusted. He couldn't help but curiously asked: "What did the teachers say?"

When Yu Qianqian saw Zheng Qian asking for advice, he immediately became energetic: "He said that after the program is officially broadcast, public opinion from the outside will come like an overwhelming force. What we will face will be the comments of hundreds of millions of viewers. Just these comments on the Internet will be followed in the future.

In comparison, it’s not worth mentioning at all.”

"The most important thing is to stabilize your mentality. The teachers also said that in the past, many amateur singers became famous overnight, but in the end because their mentality was not stable, they turned to the road of illegal crimes. There are still people who are strict with themselves and stabilize their mentality.

But if you hold back too much negative energy, you will develop mental illnesses, such as depression."

"He also gave the example of a popular actress in the past who died due to severe depression and psychological overwhelm. It caused a great sensation at the time and gave rise to many conspiracy theories, but the final police investigation results

, it’s suicide caused by depression, it’s really sad!”

Yu Qianqian said: "During the avalanche, there was no innocent person without a single snowflake. That senior actor has had a great time. It is really a pity!"

Zheng Qian nodded slightly.

These examples are indeed common, both at home and abroad. Although people's material conditions have kept up, there are problems with their psychological construction. However, Zheng Qian was a man who had seen a lot of storms. This negative comment made him emotional at most.

A slight fluctuation will not produce a direct attack effect.

It is impossible to be depressed. It is impossible to be depressed in this life.

Zheng Qian said to himself.

Then, he closed the web page, opened the document, typed on the keyboard, and wrote out a string of lyrics.

"I want to fly into the sky and be side by side with the sun

The world is waiting for me to change..."

When Yu Qianqian saw Zheng Qian starting to write a song, he was worried that he would disturb Brother Qian's thoughts, so he stood up and closed the door gently and left the dormitory.

Zheng Qian writes songs very quickly, especially this song "I Believe". It can be said that it was a must-have song for workplace brainwashing in his previous life. He knew it by heart, so he wrote all the lyrics in less than ten minutes. After writing it, he felt much better.

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He hummed and began to compose music.

After everything was settled, he logged into his QQ account again and wrote a string of text on the signature line: "I know there are many people who don't like me, but will I be afraid? No, I actually want the storm to come harder.

Be more violent!"

Soon he noticed that QQ kept coughing.

He opened it and saw that they were basically the players he met in the Beijing competition area, so he agreed to the friend requests one by one.

There was also news of an invitation to join the group. The inviter was Fu Junhao, and Zheng Qian casually agreed to join.

There are only a few people in his friend list, only about thirty people, and they are all colleagues in the company, or some former classmates in Shenzhen or Korea.

The avatars of these people are basically gray and not online.

Zheng Qian has basically not logged into QQ since he participated in "Singer". Logging in once a month is considered diligent.

Therefore, there will be a lot of messages in the message box, mostly from old classmates asking how they are doing.

There are also several pornographic links and spam messages sent by friends whose accounts have been stolen.

Zheng Qian picked a few replies and was about to log off when he heard a beeping sound.

Fu Junhao, a previous contestant from the Beijing Division, sent a message: "Brother Qian, you are finally online. Come and have a look in the group. Everyone is welcoming you!"

The name of the QQ group is "Chinese Idol" Beijing Branch. There are more than a hundred people in the group. Zheng Qian clicked in and found that many people were browsing the screen.

"Congratulations to Mr. Zheng Qian!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Zheng Qian!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Zheng Qian!"



These people are so busy...

Zheng Qian hesitated for a moment and replied: "Hello everyone, I've been busy recently and just went online..."

"It's okay, boss, we know you are at the Shonan headquarters!"

"Is this Zheng Qian himself? Is he alive? Boss, please protect me!"

"Is this really me? Hurry up and hug your thighs!"

"Brother Qian, come on, you are our front-runner in the Beijing competition!"

The screen refreshed very quickly, and Zheng Qian couldn't reply one by one. He could only say: "Thank you everyone, I am preparing for tonight's live broadcast. Time is very tight. Let's talk next time!"

Then, he looked at the time, quickly closed QQ, picked up his notebook, ran to the election administrator, and borrowed a printer to print out the lyrics.

After Zheng Qian left, the QQ group was still discussing.

Someone exclaimed: "Are you so busy? You can only go online for a while? Su Su, didn't you go to the headquarters too? Why can you go online every day?"

A person named Sutang on the Internet said: "Zheng Qian and I are different. He is really a busy man. On the first day of training, he was invited by Party A to shoot a commercial. Later, he went directly to Hong Kong to record a new album, not to mention us players.

, the teachers have only seen him a handful of times!”

A group of people were immediately amazed.

Fu Junhao said: "Maybe in the future, our group will really have a superstar! Everyone, please work hard! Follow the example of Mr. Zheng Qian!"

"Yes, follow the example of the big boss!"

"The group leader is so awesome, he even included Zheng Qian in the group!"

"Zheng Qian and I are in the same group = Zheng Qian and I are good friends! Haha, I will brag about it in the future!"

A group of group friends communicated excitedly, and Fu Junhao was also very happy to see it.

But then he heard two coughs, so he opened the message manager in confusion and took a look:

[Sun Gaoming quits the group Chinese Idol Beijing Division]



Here, after Zheng Qian finished printing the lyrics and music, he asked the election administrator for help and went to the recording studio to produce the song "I Believe".

Hearing that this song was original and would be used in the live broadcast tonight, the election administrators immediately became nervous and quickly helped Zheng Qian contact the recording studio.

Zheng Qian's cell phone rang on the way. When Zheng Qian looked at the caller ID, it was Xu Jiaren from S.V.E.

He slapped his forehead and forgot about this.

So he answered the phone and said quickly: "Sister Jiaren!"

Xu Jiaren's voice did not sound angry as expected, but said very happily: "Zheng Qian, I know you are recording "Chinese Idol" tonight. I wish you good results first, and then I will keep the story short! It has been a week.

How is the writing of "Chinese" going?"

Zheng Qian said: "Sister Jiaren, it has been written. Please give me the address and I will send it to you tomorrow."

"Pfft! I'm in Taipei now. If you want to send it over, the yellow flowers will probably wither!"

Xu Jiaren smiled and said: "One of the judges who participated in your show today is a good friend of mine. Yes, it is Pu Zhan. I will contact him later. Then you can just give him the lyrics and music. What do you think?

You can also communicate with him, our new album was also produced by him, he knows us better than we do."

Zheng Qian agreed immediately.

After hanging up the phone, the two election administrators next to him looked at Zheng Qian with strange eyes. One of them couldn't help but asked: "Is it... the real Xu Jiaren?"

Zheng Qian put his phone in his pocket and nodded: "Yes!"

The two election administrators looked at Zheng Qian with admiration in their eyes.

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