Chapter 47
The temperature was not that high. If you stand outside for a while, you can feel your body temperature starting to drain from your toes.
On such a cold day, Jiang Juyou held a "press conference" outdoors.
Facing the questions from fans, she could only sigh that the fans' perspectives were not consistent with those of the staff.
Jiang Juyou replied weakly: "... What about the sixty-three trainees? If they all cheer, do you want to turn this square into an exciting battlefield?"
The fire that was originally ignited by the fans at the scene was suddenly extinguished.
"...Yes."
"This place is a little small."
"I almost forgot that we don't have an elimination system."
Everyone suddenly realized that there are more than 60 trainees in this program. Even if only ten people come from one family, there are more than 600 people. Moreover, this kind of support activity cannot have only ten people participating. There
must be more than one reason for banning support. This is only the most superficial problem at present. The deeper reason can be traced back to the beginning of the company's establishment, and the conversation between Jiang Juyu and Li Yao.
The three of them have many years of experience in chasing stars and have been in fan clubs. Yang Siyu has even been in the management level and was responsible for the operation and management of the fan station for two years.
These things can only be explained clearly by the parties involved.
That day we were talking about the ban on filming at concerts, and then somehow the topic got to fan clubs. Li Yao had been a front-line person at a big bar for a while, and was familiar with many fan clubs, so he told Jiang Juyou how many fan clubs made money.
"Very few people make money from fan clubs, and most of them can only earn enough to cover their travel expenses, especially since we follow foreign bands and often fly around the world. Air tickets are really not cheap. In addition to those, we have to get tickets for the event and pay for accommodation."
"Fans always think that we must make a lot of money when we post straight shots, and the number of views breaks millions or tens of millions at a time, After all, YouTube can launch the GG plan, and as long as it does, it can make money, but! But! Those music are copyrighted. Anyone who can hear idol music in a live video cannot make money, there is no income, the only way to make money is to shoot at the airport and add some other free commercial BGM!"
Li Yao really felt aggrieved about this, because when she watched the awards ceremony before, she took a live video and posted it on YouTube. The number of views unexpectedly exceeded one million. Fans of other groups were spreading rumors that they had a sea view room, but only they knew about it, so this could not generate any profit.
Zhao Xu, who is also a fan of the fan site, didn’t know this. She raised her eyebrows in surprise, “It can’t make a profit?”
“Do you think those reaction bloggers make money from the number of views? No! They make money from GG fees.” Li Yao said with a heartache. She wanted to make a profit so that she could use the money for support, but the platform does not allow it.
Zhao Xu turned to ask Yang Siyu, the shock had not dissipated yet, “Did you know this?”
The person being asked nodded and said, “Anyway, YouTube can’t do it, but because there is no copyright awareness in the country, the alphabetical sites can make a profit. Haven’t you noticed that many sites have opened accounts on the alphabetical sites?”
“Wow—shock!” Zhao Xu covered her mouth, shocked that she knew this for the first time after so many years in the circle.
Yang Siyu, who was sitting opposite Jiang Jueyou, sneered, "Huh, there are more shocking things."
As soon as she said this, the eyes of several other people lit up. This must be the beginning of something big.
"Didn't I work as a manager for a period of time? When my predecessor ran away, he left me with a lot of debts." Yang Siyu is still speechless, so much so that she doesn't know where to start.
She gave everyone an example, "Don't they give out details every time they support? After I took over, I found that some of them didn't match. I checked the accounts for almost a month. I wanted to die every day and wanted to slap myself all the time. Why did I volunteer to take over this crappy stall?"
Every fan club has its own crappy stall, especially those that often raise funds for support.
"I think I know what you are going to say."
Li Yao smiled. She had taken over for three months. During that time, the group returned and the management retired. No one took over, so she and another artist had to bite the bullet and do it.
From the initial price negotiation to planning, drawing peripherals, packaging and shipping, it was all done by the two of them. During that time, she really wanted to die, so her enthusiasm for chasing stars quickly dissipated. After someone took over, she immediately resigned from the fan club.
The other two people turned their eyes back and forth, and asked impatiently: "What?"
"Take kickbacks, make a profit." Yang Siyu threw out two words lightly.
She continued, "Before Yinglibao had no limit, the money for support could be put in it. Everyone raised millions, and putting it in there would make more than 800 a day. Moreover, the fundraising started long in advance, for birthdays, anniversaries, and return, and there were too many excuses. There was no need for the fan club to say anything, the fan leaders who were V-ed would urge other fans to pay in advance and break records, and even say that they would pay when they were angry, and they would find trouble to abuse fans every day."
"Now Yinglibao has set a limit, so everyone has turned to banks, depositing short-term for three months. The interest on one million for three months is more than 7,000. Do you think the money is recorded in the account?"
"Two days ago I saw my ex-boss raising funds for a solo. They said three years ago that they might go solo, and then they started raising funds. By now they have about two million. If you deposit it in the bank for a year, you'll have about 40,000 to 50,000 yuan."
As Yang Siyu spoke, Zhao Xu's mouth gradually widened, and Jiang Juyu next to him was even more exaggerated, with a look of inexperienced people.
Yang Siyu snorted again, "Do you think this is the end?"
"There will be a detailed list after each support session, but to be honest, no fan will read it one by one, and no fan will go to the fan club one by one to ask if this is the price negotiated by the fan club at that time."
"There is one in the crappy stall I took over. There was a big screen in Times Square that only cost tens of dollars, but the detailed list for fans said tens of thousands of dollars. Guess where the money disappeared in the middle? Did it evaporate?"
When she mentioned this again, she would still break down, "This is where I started to collapse."
Yang Siyu covered her heart to prevent herself from being angry to death again.
Li Yao on the other side took in the expressions of several people, "And the special gifts given out during the return period, the cost is actually not high, and there are also those express fees. How can they charge you twenty yuan per person for such a large quantity?"
Yang Siyu supplemented her, "Fans don't even think about it, where does the fan club get the money to fund the autograph session and the meeting, and do you think those courageous managers only take advantage of casual fans? They even cheated those rich fans. After I re-checked the accounts, I collapsed. She took away more than 900,000!"
As soon as she said this, the other two clubs knew who Yang Siyu's idol was, and the matter caused quite a stir at the time.
Two people in the circle comforted the collapsed Yang Siyu, while Jiang Juyou, who was outside the circle, had her three views shaken away.
"It's terrible..."
It was so terrible that Jiang Juyou still shuddered when she thought of it half a year later.
She looked at the fans around her and comforted them again: "Promotion is something we should worry about, everyone just chase stars happily."
After listening to her, those fans didn't cover their heads and started to complain about her in a low voice. Jiang Juyou heard it all.
"Then you do the promotion..."
"As for your promotion, huh."
"Does she want to listen to what she is saying."
"I didn't even know that Random Entertainment has a publicity department."
Jiang Juyou: "..."
After all, star chasers are weird.
More and more people came later, and Jiang Juyou couldn't stand here any longer, so she walked to the entrance of the venue, asked for a vest, and acted as a staff member to manage order. After slacking off here for a while, Jiang Juyou successfully mixed in with the fan group again.
There were many people at this time, and they began to prepare to line up to enter the venue. Jiang Juyou hid in the crowd and felt the whole process.
After the upgrade of Gail Xi's Small World, the ticket purchase process changed from verifying the mobile phone serial number to facial recognition. Scalpers no longer have the possibility of making money, and ticket grabbing has become a competition of luck.
Not only does facial recognition require facial recognition when buying tickets, but it is also required when entering the venue. Jiang Juyou, who didn't have a ticket, was stuck all of a sudden. Fortunately, she just showed her face to the staff and went directly through the employee channel.
There were fans who didn't recognize her at the scene. After seeing this behavior, they panicked for a while and almost cursed. It was not until someone reminded them that they realized that the person who just entered was Producer Jiang.
After Jiang Juyou entered, only one person behind her team dared to pull down his mask.
Liu Yue let out a long sigh, relaxed a little, and then squeezed her legs together to prevent the camera tied to her legs from falling off.
She carefully poked her head out of the team and took a look. She found that the camera that someone had placed at the bottom of the bag was discovered. Liu Yue closed her eyes and cursed softly, "Why is there a security check machine..."
Not only is there a security check machine, but there is also a machine that scans the body. The severity is almost as strict as the college entrance examination.
When it was Liu Yue's turn, she put her bag on the security machine. As she walked towards the inspector, her brain was working rapidly, thinking about how to prevent the camera from being discovered.
"Please raise your arm."
Liu Yue did as she was told. The machine beeped in front of her zipper, but the staff did not ask. When she saw it, she immediately put her hand down and used her mobile phone to block the position of the camera. The machine beeped twice again. The staff looked at her mobile phone, did not ask anything, and let her go directly.
"…It's really scary."
Liu Yue had been checked like this many times, and even when she was chasing a foreign group, she was touched, but she was never as nervous as she was at this moment.
She took her bag and walked into the venue. There were already many people inside, and her position was in the stands, which was also the best view. As a result, just when she wanted to take out the camera to assemble it, she saw Jiang Juyou wearing a staff armband and walked out.
"..."
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Liu Yue: Lucky moms, say goodbye to this fan shoot~