Chapter 327 Appeal

Chapter 327 Appeal

[“Dong Feng Po” is a work in the Chinese music scene that successfully combines Chinese style with Western R&B! ]

【Lin Zhixing is the first singer who has integrated Western music and Chinese music and claims to be mature and successful so far! 】

[The comment sections of Dongfeng Nissan, Dongfeng Honda, and Dongfeng Peugeot were attacked, and the company bosses have listed "Dongfeng Po" as a banned song in the company! ]

In the parking lot of the Beijing Central Television Radio Station building.

Tao Ranran sat in the car, looking at the hot searches on Weibo's hot search list, her eyebrows knitted together.

She never expected that Lin Zhixing's R&B was so good that he managed to stay in the first row. But her proud brother still couldn't get into the first row...

I can still vividly remember the scene of me speaking to Lin Zhixing some time ago in order to help my brother.

——"You are such a boaster. If you have the ability, try to eliminate my brother! You eliminated Zhang Yuanzhou because you are good at traditional Chinese music. Do you have the ability to challenge my brother's R&B? Do you know how to play R&B? Do you dare?"

After watching this episode, it seems that even if we compete in R&B, I can’t say that I will definitely win!

“Ahhhh, what should I do!!!”

The car door was opened, and Tao Ji, who had just finished recording the show, sat in the passenger seat. He yawned, leaned back in his seat, and closed his eyes. "I'm so hungry. Let's drive to eat something! I want to eat hot pot..."

Tao Ranran glanced at his brother, said nothing, turned the key and started the car.

Twenty minutes later...

The car slowly stopped outside a music studio.

“Wake up!”

Tao Ranran pushed Tao Ji who was sleeping, "Brother, wake up, don't sleep anymore!"

"ha……"

Tao Ji rubbed his sleepy eyes, opened the car door and froze in shock, asking in surprise: "Aren't we going to eat hotpot? Why are you here?"

"You still have the heart to eat hotpot!"

Tao Ranran pulled Tao Ji's arm into the music room, pressed him next to the electronic keyboard, and said to him, "Brother, you have to protect the glory of R&B! I've already said it on the show. If Feng Qi Wu Tong can beat you in R&B style, I will worship Lin Zhi Xing as my teacher with you!"

After listening to it, Tao Ji's hands trembled as he stroked the piano keys. He covered his face and said, "Sister, I am so lucky to have you!"

…

The other side.

In a high-end apartment.

"Who is playing the song Dong Feng Po on the Pipa..."

Zhang Yuanzhou recorded Fengqi Wutong’s live broadcast and listened to it five times over and over again.

First time I read it: It’s a great creation! Second time I read it: It’s amazing, how did his brain grow?

The third time I felt: My heart was pounding and I raised my thumbs up.

Fourth time: He is indeed the man who beat me. I applauded him! Fifth time: I brushed the dust off my knees, stood up, and slowly uttered two words, "Idol!"

"Lin Zhixing, you are such a genius!"

Zhang Yuanzhou followed the promise he made to himself while watching the game, opened Weibo, edited a message sincerely and posted it.

[So far, "Dong Feng Po" is the most beautiful Chinese-style song I have ever seen. Perhaps no one will be able to surpass this song in this style in the future. Lin Zhixing is really an excellent music creator! ]

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Building 14, Door 8, Shuxiang Courtyard Community.

"Wow, this fish ball is so bouncy!"

"It's delicious. It's so nice to have a steaming hot pot after the game!"

"Eat more, pigeon!"

Lin Zhixing and his group returned to their residence and cooked hot pot in comfort. After leaving the hotel and moving here, I really felt like I was living my life.

"I'm full, you guys continue, try to eat it all!"

Dong Chen unbuckled his belt, touched his round belly, picked up his phone and looked at the Weibo hot search list.

“Brother Lin!”

Ji Yu had almost finished eating, so he wiped his mouth with a tissue and said seriously, "Dong Chen and I don't want to just hang around on the Spring Festival Music Gala stage like this without any goals!"

Lin Zhixing was stunned, put down his chopsticks and looked up and asked: "What do you mean? Do you have a new goal?"

"We both want to challenge the coffee milk!"

Ji Yu pursed his lips and said with full enthusiasm: "If we can beat our former mentor, it will be a milestone victory for Dong Chen and me! Even if we lose, there will be no regrets, at least we dared to challenge!"

Dong Chen nodded and agreed: "Yes, we both want to be brave for once!"

“Good job!”

Song Ge put down his chopsticks, narrowed his eyes and gave them a thumbs up, "I support your decision! I think the gap between you two is not that big. If you adjust your state, you will have a chance to win!"

Lin Zhixing also agreed with their decision, nodded, and asked curiously: "When do you plan to challenge them?"

"Let's tentatively schedule it for the next period. If they perform particularly well next time, we can postpone it."

After Ji Yu finished speaking, she grabbed Song Ge's hand, pouted and begged, "Gege, can you accompany us to practice singing more this week? Correct us!"

"Of course not!"

Song Ge smiled and nodded, "I will do my best to help you improve this week, come on!"

"Oh my god! Brother Lin, look!"

Dong Chen was scrolling through the Weibo hot search list when he suddenly exclaimed and handed his phone to Lin Zhixing beside him.

"What..."

Lin Zhixing took the phone and took a look at it.

[So far, "Dong Feng Po" is the most beautiful Chinese-style song I have ever seen. Perhaps no one will be able to surpass this song in this style in the future... (explosive)]

“Aren’t there these kinds of Weibo posts in every issue? They’re probably marketing accounts trying to get traffic…”

"no!"

Dong Chen shook his head and pointed at the phone screen, emphasizing: "Look who posted this Weibo?"

Lin Zhixing didn't look at it carefully just now. When he clicked on the avatar and saw the account information, he was stunned.

The person who posted this Weibo was actually Zhang Yuanzhou? ? ? Dong Chen smiled and gave a thumbs up, "Brother Lin, your former opponent recognized you, super awesome!"

“What a surprise!”

Lin Zhixing shrugged his shoulders, returned to the Weibo post, and clicked on the comment section.

[The Chinese style baton is being passed on! From now on, Oh Ye Ge is the strongest in Chinese style songs in the Chinese music scene! ]

[I suddenly understood a sentence: Only your opponent knows how strong you are! ]

【Come on Yuanzhou, I hope you can bring more excellent Chinese-style works to the Chinese music scene! 】

After glancing at the comments, Lin Zhixing liked this Weibo post.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Let’s strive to produce more high-quality works for the audience in the future!

…

…

The next morning.

Yida Records Company, inside the assistant's office.

"Sister Hui, you're looking for me!"

"Xiaolin, please sit down."

As soon as Lin Zhixing arrived at the company, Zhang Sihui called him and asked him to talk about the concert.

Last time she mentioned that the company wanted to hold a concert for her, and Lin Zhixing was quite tempted by the huge income from each concert.

Another talk show by Wang Feng has become a hot topic.

When talking about good singers in the Chinese music scene, they must have the box office appeal of their concerts. He also bluntly stated that Lin Zhixing is far from being called a "good singer" because he lacks the concert ticket appeal and the winning of major awards such as the Golden Melody Awards.

Lin Zhixing did not hate Wang Feng because of this hot search. On the contrary, he felt that what he said made sense.

After his debut, although he won many competition awards, in the eyes of some haters who only care about music awards, he has never been able to get rid of the derogatory label of "traffic singer".

It is indeed necessary, as Wang Feng said, to work hard in these two areas and gild ourselves to be more convincing.

I have already registered for the Golden Melody Awards and am currently in the waiting stage.

After making up my mind about the concert, I sent a Weibo to test the fans. Unexpectedly, the fans responded very strongly, saying that many fans wanted to come and see it, so I agreed to the company's willingness.

Zhang Sihui poured Lin Zhixing a glass of water and said with a smile: "After you agreed, I immediately went to communicate with Congge. He is very efficient. You can send a Weibo to inform fans in a while. The first stop will be the Beijing Workers' Stadium on the 23rd. Pre-sale will start on the 15th. There are 50,000 tickets!"

"Fifty thousand?"

When Lin Zhixing heard this number, he panicked, "Sister Hui, can all these tickets be sold out? I don't think so many people will go to see it..."

Zhang Sihui smiled and consoled him, "The Workers' Stadium can accommodate 68,000 people in total! The number of 50,000 tickets is based on the purchase intention inferred from the Weibo post you posted. There should be no problem."

"Okay, okay..."

…

…

After Lin Zhixing returned to the office, he immediately edited a Weibo post and sent it out.

[Dear friends! The first stop of Fengqi Wutong's "Good Luck and Good Fortune" concert, "Beiping Station", will be held on the 23rd of this month, and pre-sales will start at 0:00 on the 15th. Please support us! ]

Once the Weibo post was published, it quickly topped the Weibo hot search list and sparked heated discussions among netizens.

"Wow! The concert I mentioned last time is finally here! I must go and support it!"

"This is such a relaxing feeling. The Spring Festival Music Gala is in full swing and they've even got their concerts going!"

"I really want to go see it. I hope I'll be one in 50,000. Like this comment to double your chances of getting a ticket!"

…

In a singing room.

"Okay, not bad, not bad, that's all for today!"

Apart from preparing for the Spring Festival Music Gala competition, Wang Feng has spent almost all of his remaining free time rehearsing songs for his concert.

As the concert approaches, everything is going in a good direction.

The band's guitarist packed up his instrument, held his phone and came to Wang Feng, asking, "Brother Feng, have you heard? Feng Qi Wu Tong will also be having a concert soon!"

"ah?"

Wang Feng, who was drinking wolfberry water, was stunned.

The last time I talked about Feng Qi Wu Tong on the show "Entertainment Early Knowledge", it became a hot topic on Weibo, which caused dissatisfaction among their fans, and even the comment section of my Weibo was flooded.

Out of sight, out of mind. He had not been online in the past few days, let alone checking Weibo, and had no idea that Feng Qi Wutong was going to hold a concert.

After listening to the guitarist's words, Wang Feng guessed that Fengqi Wutong's concert might be related to what he said on the show.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hey! Young people are too competitive! You guys have only been in the industry for less than a year, how can you hold a concert so soon? How many people will watch it?"

Taking the phone from the guitarist, Wang Feng glanced at the warm-up Weibo post posted by Lin Zhixing. He was stunned for a moment and his smile gradually disappeared.

Unexpectedly, their first stop was also Beijing Workers' Stadium, and they also had 50,000 tickets, and pre-sale started at midnight on the 15th. The difference was that they started on the 23rd, and mine started on the 25th.

They seem to be comparing themselves deliberately...

Wang Feng returned the phone and smiled.

Having them as a comparison for myself can highlight how great I am.

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October 14th, 11:30 pm.

In an apartment.

Xiao Huang, who is sitting in front of the computer and eating a popsicle to refresh himself, is a programmer by profession and a scalper by side.

There are three types of scalpers. The first type is “retail scalper”, also known as passerby scalper.

They queue up and try their luck just like ordinary audiences, get up early in the morning and go to bed late at night. This is purely a side job to earn some income, and they go to each performance venue to ask if anyone has bought tickets.

The second type is "technical scalpers". They are organized, disciplined, skilled, and have KPIs. They spend a few dozen dollars to buy ticket-grabbing software or screen clickers, and use dozens of mobile phones and computers to swipe the tickets together. They can often rush into the ticket pool the moment tickets are opened and grab all the tickets, thus forming a dimensionality reduction attack on ordinary consumers.

The third type is the “source scalper”, who gets tickets directly from the organizer.

Xiao Huang is a technically skilled retail investor. He uses three computers and five mobile phones to grab tickets using software. He can make tens of thousands of dollars every time and never gets tired of it.

His plan tonight is to grab tickets for Fengqi Wutong midnight show.

Originally, he had no plan to grab tickets, but when he saw that Fengqi Wutong had thousands of fans on Weibo, his intuition told him that the ticket grabbing process might be intense.

The clock struck midnight.

All of Xiao Huang's devices work together to create power.

Five seconds later, Xiao Huang, who had just finished yawning, came to the device to check the results of the ticket grabbing.

“Oh shit!”

After checking each device, Xiao Huang's eyes widened with disbelief.

Only one of the eight devices successfully grabbed the ticket!

This means that the people who are scrambling for tickets are all colleagues and tech geeks, and ordinary ticket-scrambling audiences are likely to get nothing...

"Good fellow, Feng Qi Wu Tong, you guys are too scary!"

…

The news that the tickets for Feng Qi Wu Tong's concert sold out in one second quickly became a hot topic on Weibo, resonating with countless fans.

"Fuck! From 59 minutes and 30 seconds on, I didn't even blink, but in less than a second, you told me that 50,000 concert tickets were sold out???"

"Where are the tickets? Where are the 50,000 tickets? How come they are gone right after I got in?"

“Did they sell fake tickets or network cards?”

"Oh my god, my fingers are all broken, but I can't even see the shadow of the ticket..."

"Are you serious about the speed at which tickets are being grabbed? It's not that hard for me to grab tickets for the superstars."

…

In a high-end apartment.

Wang Feng was looking at the hot search on Weibo about the sold-out tickets for Fengqi Wutong, while constantly refreshing the ticket sales situation on his side, his brows furrowed.

It has been an hour and I have sold 38,000 tickets... This speed is already my best result.

Sold out in one second! This happened to Feng Qi Wu Tong, who had debuted for less than a year, and he found it unbelievable.

"The organizers must have sold all the tickets! How is that possible?"

The other side.

Zhang Sihui was so excited when she learned that the tickets for Fengqi Wutong's concert were sold out in one second that she immediately informed Wang Cong of the news.

A moment later, he received a reply from Wang Cong.

【18,000 seats left, sell again tomorrow! 】

(End of this chapter)

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