Xie Huaian was woken up by a call from his manager. "Huaian, have you seen the album sales?" The manager said loudly on the phone, "You've dropped to third place."
Xie Huaian frowned and looked at the time. It was one in the morning. He had only slept for half an hour. According to the manager, Qin Bao Bao's sales had caught up with his? What's the big deal? He and Qin Bao Bao weren't that far apart, so it was normal for the rankings to change.
"I'll catch up tomorrow. Don't worry." Xie Huaian said unhappily. No one would be happy to be woken up in the middle of the night.
"No, no, no. You can't catch up." The manager insisted.
Damn, who's manager are you?
Xie Huaian had a bad premonition. "What happened?"
"I sent the link to Qin Bao Bao's Weibo to your phone. Go take a look." The manager didn't say much and let him look at the Weibo himself.
Xie Huaian clicked on the link and entered Qin Bao Bao's Weibo page. He saw her latest Weibo post.
"Thank you for your help. Love you."
In the picture, there was a tall young man's side profile. He was wearing headphones and listening to a song attentively. The background was a recording studio.
Qin Ze!
Xie Huaian's pupils shrank. In the entertainment industry, there might be many stars who didn't know Qin Ze. But in the music industry, there were very few who didn't know Qin Ze. Singers who relied on singing to make a living were familiar with the name Qin Ze. He was a super awesome person who could casually come up with a song and it was a masterpiece. He was a talented music genius. Any of the songs he had written could make a depressed singer famous. Qin Bao Bao had only debuted for a short time. In just two months, she had achieved what others would have taken five or even ten years to achieve.
Who knew how many singers struggling at the bottom dreamed of one of his songs. Female stars who had bad intentions towards him could form a cheerleading team.
Didn't he not write songs? Didn't they say that Qin Bao Bao's songs were written by Star Art's internal composers?
Damn! The little soul in Xie Huaian's body was roaring.
His female companion muttered and leaned over like a lazy cat. She coyly asked, "What's wrong?"
Xie Huaian ignored her. He closed Weibo, lifted the blanket, and walked to the glass table by the window. He turned on his laptop, which was still in standby mode. He opened the browser and went to all the major music websites. Then, he clicked on the album chart and the daily chart!
Xie Huaian's eyes widened. He doubted his eyes.
The number one spot on the daily sales chart was no longer that piece of Hong Kong bacon, but Qin Bao Bao. Moreover, the sales had reached a shocking 100,000.
The sales volume of Hong Kong's aged cured meat was less than 50,000 pieces, which was half of the original sales volume.
What the hell? Such sales in the middle of the night? Were there so many cultivators nowadays? Of course, it was impossible for 100,000 people to buy the album online, but they could buy it repeatedly. The sales volume was real.
Xie Huaian said, "I don't believe you, I don't believe you."
He bought Qin Bao Bao's album and tried it out.
There were four songs in the single album. He had heard "Immature" before. It was not bad, but it was still a little far from a premium product. The other three songs were "Time Boils the Rain", "Taste", and "The Most Familiar Stranger".
"The wind blows the rain into flowers."
"Time can't catch up with the white horse."
"The sleep talk in the palm of your youth."
"Are you still holding it tightly?"
.....
After listening, Xie Huaian fell silent. He thought to himself, "This is another premium product. It must be a premium product. No wonder the album can sell so well."
The second song was "Taste".
"There are few stars tonight."
"I don't know where they went."
"The naked sky."
"The stars are so lonely."
.....
The corner of Xie Huaian's mouth twitched. Very good. This was very Qin Ze. It was also an excellent song.
The third song was "The Most Familiar Stranger".
"Do you still remember?"
"The ocean outside the window dyed by the moonlight."
"Do you still remember?"
"It's love that makes each other light up the night."
"Why we replaced dependence with silence later."
Xie Huaian decided that he couldn't just sit still and wait for death.
He opened his Weibo and wanted to call for fan support again. At this time, he saw the fan comments below his Weibo:
"Damn, Qin Bao Bao has gone crazy?"
"Our An An has actually been surpassed by her. This doesn't make sense. I'll bet all my pocket money this year."
"Let's do it together. If the person above dares to bet this year's pocket money, I'll go all out and take out next year's pocket money."
Xie Huaian was very touched. These were all hardcore fans. He continued to look.
"Hey, look at Qin Bao Bao's Weibo. Her single album was written by her brother."
"What? My husband wrote it? Then I'll go and support it. "
"I just came from over there. I'm just telling you. Damn, it's so good."
"The three songs are on loop. It's so good."
"I plan to listen to Qin Bao Bao's single until I fall asleep. Good night."
"I must support Qin Ze. I like him so much."
.....
Xie Huaian wiped away his bitter tears.
Damn, this guy is cheating.
The next day, Hong Kong's old cured meat woke up from his dream and had a morning kiss with his wife. The old cured meat liked to do things like foreign devils. In the morning, he also ate peanut butter on toast, mashed potatoes, poached eggs, and milk.
The old cured meat accompanied his wife to have breakfast. His wife was ten years younger than him. She was a 30-year-old young woman who liked to play with her mobile phone while eating.
"Husband, what do you think of this bag?" His wife put the mobile phone in front of him and said coquettishly, "Buy me one. I'll definitely look good when I carry it."
The old cured meat said helplessly, "Didn't you just buy an LV last week? Buy another one this week?"
His wife said, "It's just Chanel. I liked it at first sight."
She spoke Cantonese. She was a model in Hong Kong. She was tall and beautiful. After marrying Shen Gui, who was ten years older than her, she quit the entertainment circle and became a carefree rich wife.
"Husband, you're the champion of the album sales chart this time. Buy a bag to celebrate." His wife said, opening the clients of several music websites, and said with a smile, "I'll help you see how much the sales are."
The smile on her face suddenly froze. She was stunned and switched to another music client to check the album sales chart. She was stunned again, and couldn't wait to open the last client …
"What's wrong?" Xiangjiang old cured meat asked.
His wife looked at him in a daze, "Husband, you fell to second place."
"It's quite fast," Old cured meat frowned. "Did you spend money to increase the sales? There's no need for that. But it doesn't matter. The difference shouldn't be big. It was 12 o 'clock yesterday. Many fans have already gone to bed. You rushed back to the champion in just one day. "
Shen Gui was a veteran of hundreds of battles. A temporary drop in the ranking was nothing. There would be a change in the ranking on the first day the album was on the shelves. But it didn't matter. The ranking after a week was the final result, because the fans couldn't support it endlessly. There would always be a day when the popularity would fade. At most, it would last for a week. This was the experience of the market.
"It's a bit difficult to catch up with this, isn't it?" His wife's face didn't look very good, and she handed the mobile phone to him.
Shen Gui looked at it and lost his voice, "110,000?! Qin Bao Bao! "
Star Art Entertainment.
Li Yanhong smiled from ear to ear, "Bao Bao, 110,000, 110,000 albums sold in one night. God, maybe you can break the record."
Although she was mentally prepared, there was still a sense of happiness like a pie falling from the sky. How much was 110,000 albums? Her income was closely related to Qin Bao Bao, and so was her reputation. An artist who was popular for half of the sky, the most direct beneficiary, besides herself and the management company, was the agent. How did the gold medal agent come about? It was brought out by the stars.
Qin Bao Bao sat on the sofa with her legs curled up, revealing her curves. Holding a small notebook, she happily browsed the original music website. Looking at her own sales and favorable comments, her eyes curved into crescent moons.
She grabbed the mobile phone and sent a "Mwah" to Qin Ze.
A moment later, Qin Ze replied, "Pa pa pa!"
Qin Bao Bao replied with the word "Get lost", but the smile on the corner of her mouth spread.
Qin Bao Bao's album sales were hot, and it quickly spread to the middle and senior management of Star Art. The marketing department also specially held a small meeting to discuss whether it was possible to break the digital album record, as well as the evaluation of this income. The answer was very gratifying. The accounting manager who accompanied the meeting estimated that this investment would be the company's biggest income in music investment this year, provided that the sales volume would not be bad. Group Leader Xu, who was in charge of promotion and marketing, was overjoyed. Because he could get a big bonus.
Then, the discussion on Qin Bao Bao's IP plan was launched. Taking advantage of this wave of sales, Qin Bao was hyped up to the A-list, increasing advertising and commercial performance fees, and actively contacting Qin Ze to authorize the use of other copyrights of this album. The music genius just had to sit back and wait to collect the money, and the legwork was left to Star Art. Everyone earned money together.
Group Leader Xu even suggested that the company should find a professional writer to write an autobiography for Qin Bao Bao. The title would be "The Rise of a Top Singer", but it was rejected by Manager Yang. Manager Yang said in his heart, F * ck, you've already inflated to the Pacific Ocean. The superstar didn't even write an autobiography, are you trying to kill Qin Bao Bao? Rejected!
Group Leader Zhao, who didn't get any benefits, was the one who helped Xu Lu promote the album. He said sourly, "Manager Yang, this time Qin Bao Bao's album promotion and promotion were actually not done well enough. Next time, why don't you let our group do it together? The more the merrier."
Manager Yang said, "Okay, okay, we still have to see how the sales will go." Everyone dispersed first.
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