Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 328 Sister Fei
"Boss Zang, don't worry so much. This isn't a movie. If it's singing, don't everyone know how well Chen Nuo sings?"

"That's right, Mr. Zang. Chen Nuo himself said that he has no confidence in singing."

"And didn't they say before that the response after his rehearsal was not good?"

"No one is omnipotent. I have a feeling that Sina has made a wrong calculation this time."

"I feel the same way. Many people online said the show was too boring and have gone out to set off fireworks. It's useless for anyone to come."

Zang Tao looked at the chattering messages in the QQ group and typed, "Everyone has a point. But I still hope everyone can work hard and hold on until Chen Nuo comes out, and then see what happens. I'll treat everyone to a meal when the new year starts."

After the message was sent, there was silence in the QQ group for at least ten seconds, with no one speaking.

after that.

"no problem."

"OK."

"Okay, Mr. Zang."

"Row."

"persist in."

Seeing this, Zang Tao smiled and nodded.

Although he knew that at this moment, those who said "OK, no problem" must be greeting his whole family with the people around them.

But so what?
A leader who is not scolded is not a good leader.

Time passed like this minute by minute.

Finally, at 22:43, when Zhu Jun and Dong Qing, two aces of the Spring Festival Gala, announced the show together.

The words "Hawthorn Blossom" appeared in the lower right corner of the TV.

Then the protagonist appears.

More than three minutes after appearing on the stage.

Zang Tao frowned, having a bad feeling in his heart.

His son stood beside the sofa, holding a bottle of mineral water, shaking his head and humming a tune that no one could hear.

His daughter shook his wife's arm vigorously and said excitedly: "Mom, Chen Nuo sings very well and is very handsome. Mom, don't you think so?"

"..."

"dont you agree?"

"Yes yes yes~"

“Isn’t he very handsome?”

"Yes, very handsome."

Zang Tao got up and went into the study.

I turned on the computer, put the phone on the table, and officially entered office mode.

And in his QQ group, messages have been constantly popping up.

"Is Chen Nuo singing?"

"Absolutely not. Damn it. He is clearly performing a one-man show."

"Cheating, definitely cheating."

"How can you do this? Didn't we agree to sing tonight? You're a liar!"

"Did you see that close-up at the end? Even the crying scene was added in. How shameless."

Zang Tao felt like a huge rock was pressing down on his heart, and he typed quickly, "Okay, let's stop chatting. Let's see what's going on online now."

As soon as he spoke, everyone fell silent again.

Soon, bad news came from all directions.

Zang Tao saw that there were a lot of posts on Tianya, Mop, blogs, and Weibo in various places discussing Chen Nuo's performance. Whether it was praise or criticism, there was no doubt that the popularity was really rising.

The most terrifying thing was that a worker who was working overtime in the Tencent building called to report that Sina Weibo had a short outage about ten minutes after Chen Nuo finished singing.

What this means is self-evident to us professionals who are engaged in Internet products.

Even if you really don't understand, there are the number of people following Chen Nuo on Weibo and the visible increase in the number of comments to prove it.

It was from 10:12 to :, from the moment Zang Tao walked into the study and opened his notebook, to the moment his wife came into the study and asked him to go out to celebrate the New Year together.

Right under Zang Tao's nose, Chen Nuo posted a Weibo with the video of his Spring Festival Gala singing on CCTV.com. The number of likes increased at a rate of dozens per second. In a short period of time, it exceeded 30, the number of reposts exceeded 10, and the number of replies was an astonishing 25.

The number of followers of the account also increased from 381 million at the beginning to 404 million, an increase of 23.

In just one and a half hours, this level of incremental numbers occurred, coupled with the fact that the registration page was down.

Putting the two together, Zang Tao could not help but understand what happened, and he did not deserve his tens of millions annual salary.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll be right out."

His wife looked at his expression and asked cautiously, "What's wrong? Is it about Weibo?"

"Ah."

"I just went to the girl's room and saw that she had actually registered for one. She said that many people in her classmates' group had registered for one..."

"Register for Sina Weibo?"

"Well... But, husband, I also checked and saw that there were quite a lot of reposts and comments on Chen Nuo's Weibo, but most of them were scolding him."

“…You registered too?”

"Ah? Oh yeah, I'll go up and take a look and help you."

"hehe."

"Really? Oh, my. I saw it, and everyone said that he sang this kind of song for everyone during the New Year, and that he was deliberately trying to make everyone feel uncomfortable. That's not a good thing. Don't worry, husband."

"Okay, you go out, I'll be out in two minutes, call your son and daughter, and we'll count down together then."

"it is good."

Even though his wife went out, Zang Tao didn't feel any better.

He didn't want to pursue the fact that his wife didn't even register on Tencent Weibo but registered on Sina Weibo.

In fact, he had just read the comments under Chen Nuo's Weibo.

Indeed, most of them don't look like good things.

The comment with the highest number of likes, reaching over 2, was a spoof of a previous popular online post.

"Chen Nuo, stop singing, your mother is calling you to go home for dinner."

The messages for the second and third place winners are similar.

"I registered a Weibo account just to curse you. It was New Year's Day and three out of five in my family were crying." More than 12000 likes.

"Other people are here to sing, and you are here to act. And a crying scene at that. It's unacceptable not to cry during the New Year, right?" More than 6000 likes.

The same goes for the highly praised comments below.

It seems both praise and criticism.

But so what?
Even if what these people said was sincere, even if the abusive words in the comments were not ridicule, even if Chen Nuo really made the people of the whole country angry.

The popularity brought by this has actually remained on Sina Weibo.

Could it be that after registering new accounts and cursing people, they will be cancelled? That's impossible.

In just an hour and a half, Chen Nuo has gained nearly 30 new fans.

What happens next?
Zang Tao even suspected that Peng Shaobing and others were already opening champagne to celebrate.

He looked at the QQ group and saw that the group, which had been lively and interesting before, was now lifeless and was just reporting various summarized messages step by step.

He clicked on the latest one, which was a link from a Sina blog, which was said to be "meaningful and can be used as a reference."

That was a blog post posted a few minutes ago by a blogger with the username "Nonsense President".

It's a long article, probably several thousand words. I guess I started writing it right after watching the show.

Zang Tao felt that if his subordinates all had such work efficiency, there would be no problem in defeating Sina Weibo.

Similarly, the title of this blog is very profound:
"Behind Chen Nuo's Spring Festival Gala debut: Capital giants "band together" for a traffic feast."

Zang Tao became excited as soon as he saw it, but he was going out to celebrate the New Year soon, so he could only quickly skim through it.

"Amid the jubilation of Nuomi and passers-by, it seemed as if Chen Nuo, the most popular teenage idol in China and the most watched 23-year-old young man, was appearing on the Spring Festival Gala to make up for the damage caused to his fans by his second love..."

"... Little do they know that this idea is totally wrong. The author just got the news that our big star who comes and goes in a hurry lost his temper at the airport and scolded the fans who saw him off... It can be seen that Chen Nuo is still the same Chen Nuo... He will not shed a tear for his fans..." "The only reason why he came back from Berlin, a round trip of more than 20 hours, and was willing to go on the Spring Festival Gala stage was because of the huge capital force behind him. It has nothing to do with Nuomi. He is such a cold-blooded monster..."

"Today, let me reveal the power behind him."

"First of all, of course, it's Chen Nuo's new favorite, Sina Weibo. His appearance on this Spring Festival Gala must have brought the most traffic to it. This new Internet media, backed by the largest portal in China, is currently facing fierce competition. This prompted them to spend a huge signing fee to sign Chen Nuo last year. According to reliable sources, Sina Weibo was the biggest promoter of Chen Nuo's appearance on the Spring Festival Gala this time..."

"The second biggest beneficiary is New Picture Films and IDG Capital, the company behind Chen Nuo's new film Under the Hawthorn Tree... As far as I know, although the subtitles deliberately avoided this point, the entire design of Chen Nuo's stage this time came from Zhang Yimou's planning... After singing "Hawthorn Flowers", the number of Baidu searches about Under the Hawthorn Tree increased by 800%..."

"Third, the brands he endorses. The first is Harry Winston, the king of diamonds. Did you notice the brooch on Chen Nuo's collar? If you are interested, you can check its price online. It is a sum that ordinary people like us cannot earn even if we work hard for hundreds of years. Every ray of light that flashes under the light comes from real diamonds..."

"The second is Li Ning. He is wearing the latest model of Li Ning this season... I can imagine that the Li Ning store will be crowded with people tomorrow..."

"Then there are Porsche, Mattel and Angel, which have not made any public appearances but will also potentially benefit after Chen Nuo's Spring Festival Gala..."

"Fourth, Hengdian Group... a domestic private capital giant that spans multiple fields. Its chairman and Chen Nuo are said to be close friends..."

"Fifth, FACEBOOK... This overseas investor was left at the end, not because it is unimportant, but because it is too important. The contract terms reached between Chen Nuo and it have been shrouded in shady dealings so far. The author speculates that it is possible that it is the biggest mastermind behind his initiative to sing at the Spring Festival Gala this time... It is the first step of FB's strategy to enter China..."

The more Zang Tao read, the more interested he became. He felt that this blogger not only shared his hatred for the enemy, but also had the professional qualities to engage in conspiracy theorizing.

I wanted to finish reading the final conclusion. If possible, you might as well send me a private message to solicit it.

What he is lacking now is publicity talents with flexible thinking, intelligence and execution ability.

At this time, her wife pushed the door open again and complained, "Old Zang, it's only two minutes until 12 o'clock, are you coming or not?"

Zang Tao had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and agreed, "I'm coming."

20 minutes later, when he came back from the New Year's Eve, Zang Tao had already made up his mind.

This blogger has clear logic and strong information search ability. In addition, he has the energy to keep typing on New Year's Eve without playing or making noise. He is really a good ox and horse.

Regardless, it's worth it for him to get in touch with it.

Even if you can't recruit them, you can still connect with them. If you need them in the future, you can also pay them to support you.

Now he can slowly read the rest of the blog.

It only said: "This seemingly star-studded Spring Festival Gala debut is actually a capital game in which various forces are intertwined and each has its own ulterior motives."

"Chen Nuo is just a puppet pushed to the front by various investors, performing a carefully choreographed script under the spotlight."

"We, the audience, and those naive fans, have become spectators of this feast, or even leeks to be harvested."

"When the New Year's bell rings and everyone is immersed in the joy of the festival, have you ever thought that the truth behind it is so chilling."

"I just hope that more people can see all this clearly and stop blindly following it, so that the entertainment industry can return to pure artistic creation rather than becoming a profit-seeking arena for capital."

Okay, well said.

Zang Tao clapped his hands in approval, and without further hesitation, he clicked on the private message function of the blog, wrote down his last name, position and company, expressed his appreciation for the other party, and left his personal QQ number and email address. It can be said that he wrote a long article with full sincerity.

When you're done, click Send.

"Sorry, the other party's account does not exist."

Zang Tao didn't think much about it and thought it was a network problem, so he refreshed the page.

result……

This time it's not just that the account doesn't exist, it's "Sorry, the page you are on does not exist."

He was silent for a few seconds, re-entered the webpage, and refreshed it again, but the result was the same.

He opened the private message page again, added the other party's account he had just memorized, and sent a private message again.

Then… “Sorry, the other party’s account does not exist.”

No accidents.

Zang Tao looked at this line of words.

I looked at the glaring red one-eyed logo and the words "Sina" in the upper right corner of the page.

A sudden self-conscious smile.

Talent?

Bullshit talent.

Cursing capital on the platform of capital, what kind of idiocy is this?
……

……

When Chen Nuo landed at Berlin Airport, it was 2 a.m. Berlin time.

At 7 o'clock in the evening of that day, their film "Under the Hawthorn Tree" had its Berlin premiere.

In theory, being able to participate in the main competition unit in Berlin is not only an honor for the actors, but also a big deal for the producers.

Whether or not you win an award is actually closely related to how successfully the film is sold and the price at which it is sold.

However, when he saw Zhang Weiping who came to pick him up late at night, he didn't feel that the man was nervous at all. He walked towards him quickly with a smile on his face from a distance. He felt even closer than seeing his biological father.

In fact, there might have been some small problems between him and this person before. Chen Nuo himself felt it when they met in Berlin before.

He knows why.

It was because he urged Director Zhang to remove those subtitles.

This made Zhang Weiping feel a little uncomfortable, thinking that the two directors and actors were doing something without telling him, their boss.

However, when Zhang Weiping saw him during this meeting, he was surprisingly enthusiastic.

It was clearly 2 a.m. in Berlin, but this elderly man in his s was in high spirits. He shook hands and hugged him when they met, and he personally took the suitcase from his hand and pulled it for him in the airport.

"Mr. Zhang, this... you are too polite. No, no."

"Okay, okay!" Zhang Weiping laughed, "I'm willing to do something for the great contributor to our movie. Hahaha."

"Mr. Zhang, what do you mean?"

"Haha, Nuozi, we all watched your performance on the Spring Festival Gala from beginning to end. Director Zhang said that you condensed the entire plot of Under the Hawthorn Tree into just three minutes. It was really great."

"As soon as you finished singing, IDG's CEO Xiong Xiaoge called me and praised you to the skies over the phone, hahahaha."

"Just now, my employees in China also called me and said that so far, whether it is Google or Baidu, the search volume related to our movie "The Hawthorn Tree" has been ranked at the top, and it has opened up a large gap with the rest. This has saved us a lot of manpower and resources for the release in March and April."

"So, I volunteered to pick you up at the airport. Today, I am willing to be your servant. I am even willing to pull your cart for you."

Chen Nuo actually believed what Zhang Weiping said.

If the song he sang on the Spring Festival Gala stage really achieved the same effect, he believed that Zhang Weiping, a movie boss who was originally a real estate businessman, would definitely be willing to be his chauffeur, let alone pull a cart.

After all, he knows very well what kind of people working in real estate are like.

For example, during this Spring Festival Gala, even though Li Er and Qi Yuntian had a bad relationship over the issue of continuing the family line and having a grandchild, he still knew to rush to the backstage of the Spring Festival Gala to see Qi Yuntian as soon as possible, which was considered a reunion for a while.

But as for his family, according to Chen Bicheng, "It's better not to see them for a few minutes..."

To be honest, when I heard this on the phone, if it wasn't for the possibility that I might need help in the future, he would have turned hostile on the spot.

It was almost 4 a.m. when I returned to the hotel from the airport after perfunctorily dealing with Zhang Weiping.

Zhang Weiping had talked a lot on the way and was a little tired. After sending Chen Nuo to the room, he said goodbye and left.

Chen Nuo slept for a full eight or nine hours on the plane and was in good spirits.

I separated from the others and went into the room alone. After taking a shower, I felt completely refreshed.

He immediately took out his notebook and prepared to check the domestic news. He was still confused about his performance in the Spring Festival Gala. He wanted to see it with his own eyes, and see how he looked from what he saw on TV.

And on FB, he should also send a message wishing everyone a happy Chinese New Year.

However, just as he sent the message on FB,

I typed in the URL of Sina Weibo, and because the 3G network was so slow at that time, while waiting for the webpage to refresh,
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

He walked over and looked through the peephole of the door, then opened the door in surprise, "Sister Fei, are you mistaken? What time is it now? You don't want to sleep?"

Outside the door was his official girlfriend, Liu Yifei.

The girl was wearing pink plush pajamas, without any makeup, and had her hair tied up in a bun, which was not very neat, and she looked a little rushed.

Her pretty face was pale with a natural blush. She snorted when she heard that: "Who is your Sister Fei? Stop shouting. It's all because of you. You and Mr. Zhang were chatting so loudly just now that you woke me up." After saying that, she bent down and slipped into the room from under Chen Nuo's arm.

Chen Nuo turned back in surprise: "What are you doing?"

"Keep your voice down."

Ps:

It’s the third year of junior high school.

Can I ask for a ticket?

(End of this chapter)