Evening Glow Artists Department.
Because Lin Xianguang is still a small-time singer, he does not have an office and works at computer desk number 44 in the office area.
The computer screen clearly displays data from July.
With each slight increase in the sales of his "Sorrow Relief" product, his heart would feel a little more excited.
Every now and then, it would switch to its own official website account.
Seeing that the account, which originally had more than 900 followers, has now grown to 80,000, I couldn't hide my excitement.
"Everyone, put down what you're doing."
Just then, Lin Xianguang heard Zhang Feng's voice.
He waved his arms and said with a triumphant smile, "The piece that Teacher Huang Weizhou wrote for me at the beginning of the month has already made it into the top ten of the July season! Tonight, I'm hosting a dinner at the five-star hotel next door, and everyone has to be there!"
Zhang Feng looked radiant with confidence, which drew cheers and excitement from many artists in the office area.
Some female celebrities, in particular, have begun to envy Zhang Feng.
"Brother Feng, Zhao Yang has been transferred to the composition department, so you're now the top artist in the artist department. And now you've secured a place in the top ten for July. From now on, the company's resources should all be directed towards you, right?"
"Of course, if he perseveres for a few more years, Brother Feng has a good chance of winning the King of Singers award."
"Haha, don't praise me, don't praise me. I'll still have to rely on my colleagues in the future." Zhang Feng was in an extremely cheerful mood at this moment.
Before long, Zhang Feng noticed Lin Xianguang sitting in front of the computer not far away, looking at something and talking to himself from time to time.
Not only Zhang Feng, but also Qin San, Zhao Zai and other artists noticed it.
Lin Xianguang really made too much of a fuss.
For example, in the next ten seconds or so, Lin Xianguang slammed his fist on the table and stood up: "My God... in the top fifty!"
While still in college, Lin Xianguang dreamed that his debut song would become a hit across the country, but two years after graduation, he was brutally beaten by reality and was just hoping for a chance.
Just like some top students, before graduation, they all have a mentality that "my fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven."
After graduation... What? 3500 a month? Don't even try to take it from me!
Lin Xianguang had this kind of mentality after being severely beaten, but when he reached a turning point in his life, fate gave him a big surprise.
Senior Li Zhaoyang is simply my benefactor and my mentor in life!
"What top 50? What's the big deal?" Zhao Zai walked over with his arms crossed and glanced at the computer screen: "The July chart rankings, why are you paying attention to this? Do you have a new song to release?"
As if remembering something, Zhao Zai slapped his forehead: "I forgot you stayed behind to record Li Zhaoyang's new song, how did it go?"
"Yes, that's a great result. You just broke into the top 50." Lin Xianguang's smile was particularly bright: "Judging from this trend, I feel it's possible that you'll be in the top 20 by the end of the month."
"What? Are you running a fever or have you lost your mind?" Zhao Zai reached out and touched Lin Xianguang's forehead. "You don't have a fever? Why is this kid starting to talk nonsense?"
Zhang Feng's eyes lit up as he laughed, "If I remember correctly, you released Zhao Yang's new song at 8 pm last night, right? It's already in the top 50 in just one night. Xian Guang, you should at least write a draft before you brag, it's almost the end of the month now."
"Huh? No, that doesn't seem to be true." Qin San had already moved to the computer and was staring at the real-time increase data.
That song, "Sorrow," firmly holds the number 48 spot, and as long as it climbs the rankings, it won't be pushed down. The most terrifying thing is that it climbs at an extremely fast speed.
what does that mean?
It's important to know that many of the songs that made it into the top 50 were released at the beginning of the month, so the data was already established. Even if the growth slowed down later, their sales had already reached a very high level.
Zhang Feng, Zhao Zai, and the other artists nearby all curiously peeked over.
“Paid users… 1.49 million? How is that possible…” Zhang Feng’s smile disappeared, replaced by surprise and doubt: “It wasn’t released at the beginning of the month, how could it be so popular?”
"Holy crap... 39th place." Zhao Zai looked like he'd seen a ghost: "Is this statistic's surge really that terrifying?"
"Xianguang, play this new song Zhaoyang wrote for you, let's listen to it." Zhang Feng saw the data and really wanted to know how high the quality had to be to achieve such terrifying sales.
If this had been released at the beginning of the month, wouldn't it be in the top ten by now?
It's not impossible for them to finish in the top five.
"Okay." Hearing Senior Zhang Feng's words, Lin Xianguang did not refute them, and directly switched to the Huoshaoyun Music platform to play the song "Xiaochou".
Lyrics and music by Zhaixing, sung by Lin Xianguang.
Whenever Lin Xianguang sees this column, he feels a sense of pride and no longer feels so inferior in the artist department. This is all thanks to senior Li Zhaoyang.
A few minutes later.
Playback has ended.
The entire office area was completely silent as the onlookers gathered there.
"No..." Zhao Zai's expression became slightly flustered: "This was written by Li Zhaoyang? Impossible, right? Didn't he just change his career path? How could he have such a high level of skill... Protecting my kindness while urging me to grow up? This is so explosive, so explosive, why does this line feel like it's describing me..."
Zhang Feng immediately moved the mouse and dragged the playback bar back to the beginning.
The lyricist and composer is Zhaixing.
"Is Zhaixing Zhaoyang?" Zhang Feng was eager to confirm.
"Yes, it's Senior Li!"
"No way..."
"This is just too unbelievable."
"Damn, this song is so good! If it keeps rising like this, it could easily be in the top five, let alone the top ten!"
"Look, Senior Zhongli is personally giving his comments, and it's already trending at number one on the hot search."
"Outrageous, utterly outrageous! I wouldn't be so shocked if you said it was written by Wang Pai, but you're saying it was written by Li Zhaoyang... On what grounds?"
"Singing talent is so high, and songwriting talent is just as high? It's like God is feeding Zhao Yang! "
"..."
The male singers were already feeling frustrated.
Previously, the director personally came down to select people, and after hearing that it was Zhao Yang who wrote it, he was still hesitant.
Damn it, damn it, damn it!
They missed an opportunity to capture traffic.
Moreover, this was only for one day, and Lin Xianguang, a newcomer, already had nearly 100,000 followers.
For over a month now, how long has it been before the number of followers has reached one million?
One song can gain over a million followers?
Oh shit……
Zhang Feng's face was full of regret: "So, this song 'Sorrow' was originally recorded by me?"
"fart!"
Qin San, standing next to Zhang Feng, was also filled with regret: "If it had really been the audition stage, I would have been the only one to get this song. I can't even imagine that if I recorded the first release, my fans would have steadily increased to four million... Moreover, my albums have never had such high-quality works before, achieving both critical acclaim and popularity!"
"Whether it's singing or looks, I'm the best. If Xiaochou sang it, the effect would be even better than Lin Xianguang's!" Zhang Feng currently has 2.7 million fans on his official website. It's hard to imagine that if he were the original singer, his fans would approach 6 million in the near future.
They released ten songs, but none of them were as good as this one, "Sorrow."
Sudden.
Lin Xianguang interrupted them.
He bowed deeply to Zhang Feng, Qin San, and Zhao Zai, saying, "Thank you for giving me this opportunity to step forward."
Lin Xianguang was very clear that he had no advantage if he tried to compete with these seniors.
Thanks to the humility of these seniors.
But in Zhang Feng's eyes, his posture was full of Versailles, making him blush with embarrassment.
I wasn't even in the mood to go to the evening celebration.
"Xianguang, prepare in the next couple of days. A brand has specifically asked you to do a commercial performance. They originally wanted to invite Zhaoyang, but the director refused."
Supervisor Bian's voice came from outside the corridor.
"Okay." Lin Xianguang perked up at the news; his first commercial performance was coming up so soon.
"Manager, how much does this brand charge for commercial performances?" a female artist asked.
"The original price was 300,000, but the brand considered that the song was too hardcore, and even an industry giant like Mr. Zhongli endorsed it, so they directly gave it 600,000."
"600,000?" Lin Xianguang was overjoyed, jumping for joy. He could transfer the money home to improve his parents' lives!
Zhang Feng, Qin San, and the others clutched their chests, feeling a sharp pain. "Damn it, I really deserve to die!"
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