January 18th, 3 a.m.

When everyone was still sleeping in their dreams, Wei Lai stared at Weibo silently, watching Lu Yuan's followers on Weibo continue to increase...

Soon, Lu Yuan’s Weibo followers had grown to 800,000.

After looking at the number 800,000, Wei Lai finally closed his eyes.

If this continues, not only will the popularity be gone, but even his final ranking in the number of fans will be surpassed by this bastard.

This is a nightmare!

He could even foresee that in two or three days he would become the second most popular person on Weibo, forever succumbing to Lu Yuan and trembling in fear. If he didn't spend money, he would probably live under Lu Yuan's shadow for the rest of his life.

This is painful!

Yes it is painful!

Does he want this?

Don’t hope!

He had originally not planned to brush it, but he found himself starting to waver.

After five hours of silence, he finally took a breath, clicked on the Weibo brush Q dog, and asked "Are you there?"

Let God decide!

If there is no reply within five minutes, I will stop brushing!

"Yes, dear. How much do you want to order this time?" Brush replied quickly and directly, without even the pretentious greetings from before.

This made Wei Lai very stiff.

"Three hundred thousand! Is it possible to reach a fan value of one million and a half?" Wei Lai gritted his teeth.

"Okay honey, I'll do it right away!"

“…”

After Wei Lai turned off Qdog, he finally leaned back in his chair and sighed.

In the end, he embarked on this road of no return that would never end.

However, when he thought that he would be able to leave Lu Yuan far behind tomorrow, he felt very happy!

Just fifteen days!

The effort and reward are absolutely proportional!

…

No matter how conflicted or happy Wei Lai was, Lu Yuan didn't care.

Lu Yuan has completely regarded Weibo as an advertising platform.

He thinks this platform is very useful.

That's all.

Anything else?

Where is there anything else?

January 18th.

Wang Long got up at four o'clock. After helping Lu Yuan, Wang Jinxue and others make breakfast, he ran out of the company and rushed to the major audio-visual stores around Hengdian.

He wanted to know how sales went on the first day.

He is eager to know the real-time data!

Even though Lu Yuan had done a lot of advertising for him on the Internet and the album itself was of good quality, he was still very uneasy.

As the Internet becomes more and more developed, the sales of physical albums have begun to decline, and the downward trend is inevitable.

In a few years, this kind of physical album will definitely be harder to sell.

He thought about his first failed album.

At that time, the overall environment for physical albums was still good, and many singers' albums could sell tens of millions of copies. However, in that environment, he actually failed.

What does this mean?

Whenever he thought of this, the shadow of failure surrounded him and he fell into panic.

He is afraid of losing money.

After all, this is no longer that era.

He was afraid of letting Lu Yuan down.

After all, it was Lu Yuan who gave him a second chance to be reborn, and he really didn't want to disappoint Lu Yuan's expectations. Moreover, if he lost money again this time, then his singing career would probably come to an end or he would quit the music scene forever.

Dreams are beautiful, but reality is often cruel.

At this moment, he was under a lot of pressure, and even imagined the scene of himself failing again.

Maybe Mr. Lu has a good temper and won't say anything, but can I feel good about it? Mr. Lu also wrote two songs for me personally and both of them are first-rate songs. I must not ruin them!

If I fail, then I will be Mr. Lu's cook for the rest of my life to repay his kindness!

With this mood, Wang Long came to a video store called "Soyya".

Because Wang Long arrived very early, the video store was not open.

Wang Long sat silently on the stone chair next to the music store and looked at the store.

A poster announcing the arrival of a new album is hung at the door of the music store. The most eye-catching features on the poster are naturally the portraits of famous singers such as An Xiao, Li Mingrui, and Xin Xiaoqi.

Wang Long does not have a portrait. He only has the two words "Wang Long", and these two words are placed at the very end in a very inconspicuous place.

Wang Long had to look for it for a long time.

Very sad!

At least from the poster we can tell how unpopular Wang Long's album is. No wonder other people's albums sell hundreds of thousands of copies in the first batch, and Wang Long's albums only have 60,000 copies in total. The difference between hundreds of thousands and 60,000 is a world of difference. It can be said that they are completely incomparable.

Time passed little by little, and Wang Long endured the uneasy mood and waited for the rising sun.

About half an hour later, Wang Long saw that there were more and more people walking on the street. Several men and women wearing glasses and who looked like students came to the door of the music store and stood there.

They were chatting, and although no one knew what they were talking about, everyone's face was filled with joy and laughter.

Of course Wang Long didn't dare to approach them and could only watch from a distance.

He is nervous.

He was afraid that these students would recognize him as the singer "Wang Long" on the album. It would be fine if they recognized him, but what if not a single copy was sold throughout the whole day? Wouldn't that be even more embarrassing?

Wang Long still has to save face.

Ten minutes later, more people gathered around the music store. At first it was a group of students, but then a group of young people dressed quite fashionably came to learn programming.

Of course, the only thing in common was that the crowd kept bursting into laughter, and what was even more exaggerated was that some people were laughing so hard that their stomachs couldn't stand up.

What are they laughing at?

Wang Long subconsciously wanted to get closer and listen.

But when he put on his hat and stood up, the door of the video store opened.

As soon as the door opened, the group of people rushed into the video store.

Wang Long hesitated.

Didn't they say that the album was already declining, with sales dropping day by day? Why did it seem so popular today?

Could it be that An Xiao and the others have such strong appeal?

I wish I could be that strong someday.

Wang Long felt envious.

Of course, he could only envy.

…

"Boss, give me the album that Er Gouzi recommended!"

"Boss, give me a Lu Manzi album!"

"Boss, me too, give me two. My girlfriend and I are both fans of Er Gouzi..."

"boss……"

The owner of the video store was also shocked by his own popularity, but then he found that he could not understand what these young people were saying.

Which album does Er Gouzi recommend?

Lu Manzi?

Who is Ergouzi and who is Lu Manzi?

The boss doesn't usually pay attention to the entertainment industry and doesn't go online much, so he doesn't know Lu Yuan.

"Who is Er Gouzi? I don't have a singer like him here. Did you go to the wrong place?"

The boss looked around at everyone and frowned.

These people don't look like they are here to cause trouble.

"We went to the wrong place? How is that possible! Er Gouzi said that there are basically audio and video stores of all sizes in Hengdian. Don't lie to us!"

"Really not!"

"Wait, the boss Er Gouzi is Lu Yuan. You must have heard of Lu Yuan, right?"

"Lu Yuan? I've heard of him. He's that famous star, right?"

"Yeah, what about the album he recommended? Give us one."

"This...oh, is it the Sailor?"

"Yes, it's The Sailor!"

"Oh, wait a minute, I put the album in the back warehouse, I'll go get it... Do you all want that album?"

"Yes, Lu Manzi has been advertising so hard on Weibo, we would feel bad if we didn't buy his album."

"How many do you want?"

"We counted them, about twenty."

"Okay, wait a minute."

The owner of the music store took out a stack of albums from the warehouse, then took out twenty copies of "Sailor" and handed them to the young people.

"Quick, our support is in place, let's quickly go to Weibo to show off!"

"Um, it seems we are not the first batch on Weibo..."

“Not the first batch?”

"Well, it seems someone has already arrived."

"Okay, we're still slow!"

"Boss, can't you open the business earlier?"

The boss laughed as he watched the young people leave one after another with regretful expressions on their faces.

Good luck.

We sold so many this early in the morning, it seems like a good sign.

The boss didn't feel happy for long, as a group of young people came in.

"Um, is there any album that Boss Er Gouzi recommended?"

“Yes, yes!”

"Oh, give me a few."

"How much?"

"Well, let's have a few less, just twenty."

"Twenty..."

"yes!"

…

Wang Long squatted in the video store for the whole morning.

He stayed at a distance and watched silently all morning.

The number of people who bought the album exceeded his expectations.

The entire video store was very busy the whole morning, and it was only at noon that the flow of people decreased a little.

Wang Long looked around to see if there was anyone around, then he pushed his hat up and walked towards the video store.

"Boss, how is the album 'Sailor' sold..."

"It's out of stock. I'm already contacting the manufacturer."

"Ah, what?" Wang Long was stunned and could hardly believe his ears.

"I'm a little regretful now. I don't know what I did wrong before. I only bought 100 copies. I'm speechless. I really didn't expect this album to be so popular. Who is this Wang Long..."

"Boss, you mean they are all sold out?"

"Nonsense, everyone has been asking about this album all morning, and I only have this much in stock, how can I possibly still have it... If you want it, get it early tomorrow. I do have albums of other singers, so why don't you buy them?"

"Uh, forget it. I have something to do, so I'll leave first." Wang Long was in a daze.

His album is gone?

Afterwards, Wang Long suppressed his excitement and walked towards another video store not far away.

Another video store was also crowded with people.

As he approached, he heard a loud noise inside.

"Boss, what happened? Why is it gone?"

"Can't you just stock more goods?"

"We came to buy the album to support Lu Yuan. We are all Lu Yuan's fans. Now what do you want us to do to support him?"

"Go early tomorrow? Boss, what do you mean? It's a rare opportunity for us to come here in person, and you want us to come tomorrow? What a joke..."

“…”

Is it sold out here too?

Wang Long's body trembled, and he walked towards the video store a few kilometers away with even more excitement.

When he arrived at the video store, he stopped.

The video store was even more outrageous, with a notice on the door saying "If you want to watch Sailor, please come early tomorrow."

Could it be that I...

Could it be this time!

Is it really sold out this time?

Oh my god!

this!

Wang Long was so excited that he almost fainted.

…

"Is Er Gouzi advertising again?"

"Er Gouzi, you put up so many crazy ads just to tease us?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's okay for you to advertise, we have no objection! But at least let us buy the album. If we can't even buy the album, your advertising will be useless! Are you just doing this to tease us?"

"Yes, Lu Yuan, give me an explanation. I traveled thousands of miles to buy your company's album, but was told that the album was sold out?"

"Sixty thousand albums? I laughed! Others' albums are sold for hundreds of thousands, but you don't even have a hundred thousand. Are you kidding me?"

"Are you kidding us? How are we going to divide 60,000 albums?"

"Sixty thousand albums, you have the nerve to advertise it so crazily? I f*cking thought it was six hundred thousand!"

"Lu Yuan, come out!"

"Lu Yuan, come out and give me an explanation! What do you mean?"

"Yeah, come out!"

"Are you kidding us?"

January 18th.

It was supposed to be a very quiet afternoon. Lu Yuan had slept for the whole afternoon and was about to open Weibo to post an advertisement for the album "Sailor" as usual. However, after posting it, Lu Yuan suddenly found something wrong.

Then, he saw a series of fans blasting...

All kinds of negative emotions of dissatisfaction seem to have taken over all of Weibo.

? ?

?

???

What happened?

Lu Yuan scratched his head, looking confused.