Chapter 559 Let everyone see the professionalism of Oriental people!

After recording the show "Ally's Late Night Show", Lin Fan had to rush to catch up with the announcements, trying to finish all the more important announcements before the new song was officially released.

After these programs are recorded, they will not be broadcast immediately, but will be officially launched after Lin Fan’s new song is released. This is Lin Fan’s first wave of publicity for his new song.

After the new song was released, Lin Fan started the second wave of promotion, which was mainly based on well-known radio stations, local TV stations, well-known music bars and music festivals. The coverage of these resources was not too wide, and at most radiated to a surrounding area.

But who can blame the people of the United States for approving it?

If it were in China, Lin Fan would only need to appear on a few popular variety shows to basically spread the publicity. But in the United States, people in a certain region only recognize a certain local channel, such as a well-known radio DJ or a music bar.

A national variety show?

Sorry, I don't watch it! What programs do you usually watch? Where do you get new songs from? I only watch local stations and listen to songs recommended by XX radio station.

But your local TV station only broadcasts your local news, and the types of programs on it are very old-fashioned. And that radio station can only be heard by people in your area, and the radiation range is very small! So what? I just like it!

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In short, it was for this reason that Lin Fan had to run notices every day to promote his new song in the United States. The number and variety of notices were so many that they directly refreshed Lin Fan's cognition.

Especially their love and dependence on the radio station made Lin Fan unimaginable. Especially when Lin Fan knew that the radio station was the magic weapon for winning the B list, he was completely confused.

How could a beautiful country with such advanced technology have such backward and conservative living habits?

Of course, after the mess was over, Lin Fan took the initiative to add a few more radio station announcements to his own announcements: Since radio stations are so important, of course the more the better!

It's fine if I don't work, but since I'm going abroad, I still want to let everyone see the professionalism of Oriental people! So, at midnight on the weekend, Lin Fan's new song "See You Again" was officially released.

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"Hey guys, this is Joe's radio show that you can't miss!"

Eric was fiddling with his handicrafts in the room while listening to his favorite radio program on the Internet radio.

From time to time, there was a noisy sound coming from downstairs. Eric knew that it was his father sitting in the living room, watching a sports game on TV, maybe football, rugby, or baseball.

This can only be analyzed more accurately by looking at the frequency of the father's swearing.

Then, within one minute, Eric heard no less than five greetings to the contestant's mother and three expressions of concern for the contestant's health coming from the living room.

Well, with such a high frequency, it must be football.

It’s not that the American football team is not strong, but it’s the team my father likes, haha.

Maybe the father cursed too often, and the mother couldn't stand it anymore: "Can you keep your voice down a bit, the children are all going to sleep!"

The father replied nonchalantly: "How is that possible! I bet you that Eric is listening to that money-making radio DJ again!"

Eric didn't expect that the war between his parents would affect the reputation of his favorite DJ! This was very difficult for him to accept. He shouted at the door in the room: "You are talking nonsense! Joe is not that kind of person!"

The father heard his son's rebuttal upstairs and felt that his authority was challenged. He immediately said in a louder voice: "Of course he is! Listen to what crappy songs he recommended to you? I can't hear a word he said! I say you'd better stop listening to his show. He has been corrupted by money. Why don't you come downstairs and watch the game with me! Hey, Eric, you always stay in your room. This is not good. How about I sign you up for your school's baseball team?"

Eric yelled, "I refuse! I hate baseball! I hate the whole game!"

Seeing that the friendly exchange between father and son was about to escalate into a meaningless quarrel, the mother hurriedly stopped both sides: "Lei! Didn't we discuss this topic with Eric? Let him do what he likes and won't force him. What are you doing now?"

Eric's father, Ray, felt a little regretful and raised his hands in surrender: "OK, my fault, I shouldn't have mentioned this."

Seeing that he had admitted his mistake, the mother didn't say anything to him anymore. She just pointed upstairs with her chin. Her meaning was very clear: you made your son cry, so go upstairs and comfort him yourself.

Lei was torn between watching the game and comforting his son for a long time. Finally, under the pressure of his wife's eyes, he chose to turn off the TV and go upstairs to comfort his son.

Lei quietly pushed open Eric's door: "Eric, can I come in?"

Eric turned his back angrily and ignored him.

Lei assumed that Eric had acquiesced, walked into the room, and saw that his son had occupied the only chair, so he had to sit on his son's bed: "Eric, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to force you to do something you don't like. I just said it casually, without any other meaning."

Eric fiddled with the homemade parts in his hand and whispered, "I know you didn't mean it, but you shouldn't say bad things about Joe."

Lei immediately said, "I was wrong. I apologize to you. I will never say such things again, okay?"

Eric reluctantly accepted his father's apology: "Okay, I accept it. But I hope you can listen to the song that Joe recommended this time. I believe that after you listen to it, you will definitely change your opinion of him."

Lei looked ashen: "Do I have to listen?"

"You have to listen if you really want to apologize!"

"Okay, okay. I'll listen."

Just think of it as making my son happy.

Lei wiped his face and forced a smile, but deep down he still despised these DJs. After taking the promotion fees from the entertainment companies, they recommended crappy songs without any bottom line. Aren't they afraid that if they promote too many crappy songs, it will affect the ratings?

To be honest, these DJs are not afraid at all.

Because although they sometimes promote some bad songs for promotion fees, the proportion is still relatively small. Or if they put a good song between several bad songs, they can still attract those listeners.

Joe's voice continued to be heard on the radio:

"Guys, you know what? There are always people who like to say that I got promotion fees or something, but I have to say that there are some songs that I have to recommend to you even though I paid for them. You may not have heard of this singer, but you must have heard his songs.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

This song is completely different from his previous songs. No, I can't wait to let you share this song with me. Let's listen to the song first!"

Lei disagreed: "This is too exaggerated."

Eric looked at him unhappily, and Lei quickly made a zipper motion at his mouth to indicate that he would not comment anymore.

Then, a peaceful and sad piano music came from the radio. Eric was still young and simply thought it was nice to listen to, but Lei was immediately attracted to it.

"It's been a long day without you my friend And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

We've come a long way from where we began

Oh I'll tell you all about it when I see you again——

Oh, when I meet you again, I will open my heart and tell you everything—"

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The beautiful transition between true and false voices, the touching melody, and the affectionate rap, the whole song gives people a feeling of both sadness and warmth, deeply touching the hearts of every listener.

Eric has limited experience and his life has just begun, so he is unable to appreciate the deep emotions in the song; he simply thinks it sounds nice.

At the same time, he was also very happy: "Dad, you see, Joe didn't recommend a bad song. This song is still very...good...to listen to..."

Eric couldn't continue because Lei, who was sitting beside the bed, had already covered his face with his hands, and his tiny sobs slipped out through his fingers, which Eric heard.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

Lei raised his head, looked at his ignorant son with tearful eyes, and forced a smile: "Eric, I miss your grandfather, my father..."

Eric put down what he was holding, walked to the bedside, and gently hugged his father with his arms: "Dad, I have never seen grandpa. What kind of person is he?"

Lei held his son in his arms and said, "Do you want to hear about him?"

"think."

"That's a long time ago. When I was a kid, I lived on a farm with your grandfather..."

There was a moving melody coming from the radio. In the room, a young father was telling his young son the story of another young father and son.

Outside the window, the dim light shines silently and quietly, like a mother standing quietly outside the door, silently and gently embracing everything.

This paragraph took me a long time to write, hoping to present an authentic and beautiful Chinese family as much as possible. After all, I have never been abroad. There are a few people working hard abroad in the comment area and among the people who are working hard. I hope you are all well~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)