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Feedback from Chapter 299

Marlenia's renewed popularity severely provoked Li Hongqiu and Huang Zixiang.

After their Palace Museum series received a lukewarm reception, they were all celebrating with champagne when suddenly "The Voice of China" came along.

Not only is the show ridiculously entertaining, but Marlene is also the exclusive title sponsor!

The advertising effect is self-evident; it's already visible to the naked eye...

Marleneia's small store was packed with people, and the Palace Museum series sold out immediately.

Those with money opted for the high-end models, while those with slightly tighter budgets bought the lowest-priced options...

However, some people went straight to the jewelry market after buying the products and handed over the gold jewelry they had just bought to Zhuang Bifan there.

"Hey, you've worked hard, guys. Here, have some tea, have some tea..."

Zhuang Bifan had a stack of banknotes beside him; a rough count suggested it was worth at least 30,000 to 50,000 yuan.

Every time he received a piece of gold jewelry from someone, he would take out a large bill and hand it to that person.

Those who buy gold jewelry and then come to the jewelry market to deliver it are all shills.

The explosive popularity of a product is inseparable from the rush to buy it, and to create a rush to buy it, you inevitably need shills.

Being a dog shill can be quite lucrative.

However, no one expected Marlene to play such dirty tricks.

Zeng Wenjie answered Zhuang Bifan's call while lying on his bed in the dormitory. After chatting for a while, he hung up.

Today is Saturday, and with the launch of "The Voice of China," he didn't have as much to do, so he slept in late in his dorm room.

He climbed out of bed to wash up on the balcony. As he passed Xu Chuan's table, he glanced at the calendar and saw that it was still day 0 of abstaining from pornography. He was instantly relieved.

Zeng Wenjie lit a cigarette, sat down in a chair, and opened his laptop.

After yesterday's program aired, his QQ messages exploded, and he hasn't replied to many of them yet. He plans to reply to them slowly today.

Incidentally, we should also see how the online public opinion will react, and whether Tencent will return Mu Qingyang's mother's QQ account.

"Damn, these three can really sleep! They're probably going to sleep until noon!" Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but laugh as he listened to their snoring, which sounded like surround sound.

After opening QQ, a large number of messages flooded in.

His classmates, friends, and relatives all sent him messages to greet him.

Zeng Wenjie replied to each one, and when he opened the next chat box, he was taken aback. Oh, it was from the green tea senior who went to the Yanjing General Bureau!

"Junior, may I ask, did you really plan and execute 'The Voice of China'?"

"Yes," Zeng Wenjie replied simply.

Qin Yixuan watched the show in her rented apartment yesterday. Halfway through the show, her work group, which she had only recently joined, exploded with activity.

A group of senior figures and well-known people were discussing the show in the group chat.

"Genius! The person who makes a music variety show this way is a super genius! How did he come up with such a brilliant idea? The ratings of Chongqing TV have been brought back to life!"

"I made some inquiries, and apparently the chief planner is a freshman, and he also owns the copyright! Are freshmen this capable these days?"

"I've only watched ten minutes of this show, but I'm already convinced it's going to be this year's biggest hit! I'd even bet that the show's ratings for the finale will surpass the record set by Tingnan Province's 'Super Girl'!"

The Voice originated in the Netherlands, but it hasn't been released yet; it's a globally popular music variety show.

When Zeng Wenjie put this idea into practice, how could the reaction not be intense?
In 2007, when most music variety shows were rather conventional, such a novel idea was simply a game-changer.

The slightly more innovative "Super Girl" is mainly watched by young people, while "The Voice of China" directly attracts fans from all three generations, so young people don't have to worry about being forced to change the channel by their parents.

Qin Yixuan couldn't help but ask timidly in the group chat: "Dear teachers, I also watched the program, but... is it really that exaggerated?"

"Haha, a newcomer is a newcomer! Based on my years of experience, I can tell you with certainty: this show is phenomenal. It won't just be popular in China; the copyright can even be sold overseas!"

"By the way, what's this freshman's major? If it's journalism and media, I think he could be specially recruited." "This kind of genius definitely deserves a special recruitment quota; the leadership will definitely look into it."

Qin Yixuan was shocked as he looked at this information.

Because the people speaking in the group are all senior figures in the industry, either well-known journalists or famous hosts, and some are even leaders.

In short, this is a group of elites.

But everyone in the group praised Zeng Wenjie highly, calling him a genius.

However, she had a falling out with this genius some time ago.

"Congratulations! This program is a huge hit, and our seniors at the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television are very supportive of it, praising your program planning highly." After receiving Zeng Wenjie's reply, Qin Yixuan typed out these words with some hesitation.

Zeng Wenjie glanced at it, just smiled, and then closed the chat window.

Seeing that Zeng Wenjie didn't reply, Qin Yixuan frowned and closed the chat window.

She thought she had entered a higher-end elite circle, but the elites in this circle were all praising Zeng Wenjie as a genius.

At this moment, Zeng Wenjie, a genius, is browsing news websites.

Major news websites are reporting on the broadcast of "The Voice of China," especially the entertainment section, which is almost entirely dominated by it.

Some media outlets took a different approach, focusing their news on Zeng Wenjie's call to Tencent, which generated considerable buzz and prompted numerous comments from netizens.

"Hopefully, the penguins will have a change of heart!"

"Penguin, hurry up and return the QQ number to its owner. It's going too far to even target deceased people."

"If QQ can be taken back at any time, who would dare to use it in the future?"

"The little girl is so pitiful. Mr. Ma, please have some compassion and don't be so heartless."

Public opinion is overwhelmingly in one direction; after all, most normal people will sympathize with the underdog.

Without a doubt, Mu Qingyang was the weaker party when facing the behemoth that is Tencent, especially since it was her deceased relative's QQ account.

Zeng Wenjie didn't believe that Tencent would ignore such a huge public opinion. No matter how powerful Mu Qingyang's stepmother was, she couldn't possibly make decisions that were detrimental to Tencent by forcing the top management to make decisions.

He browsed through the reports about "The Voice" on various news websites and couldn't help but feel satisfied.

Without a doubt, everyone praised the program highly.

"Junior, you're amazing! I didn't know you could rap. Could you teach me sometime?" Senior Sister Yuan sent Zeng Wenjie a message at this moment.

“Sure, my senior’s English is definitely better than mine, so it should be easy for her to learn.” Zeng Wenjie replied.

Life is so unpredictable.

The fragrant tea-scented senior, Qin, became arrogant, while the haughty senior, Yuan, became docile.

"You sang so well! I listened to the original version again, and I think you sang even better!"

"Please have mercy, I dare not compare myself to Master Mu, don't flatter me to death."

I'm serious!

"It's fine if you think that way, but please don't tell anyone, or I'm afraid I'll get beaten up."

"Okay! (chuckles)"

Zeng Wenjie enjoys the numerous responses brought about by founding "The Voice of China" and then stepping onto the stage of "The Voice of China," which is a reward for him.

At that moment, Zhuang Aimin made a phone call to Zeng Wenjie's cell phone.

"Senior brother!" Zeng Wenjie greeted politely.

"Xiao Zeng, come to my house for lunch this afternoon. I've invited Teacher Gao, and also Xiao Ye and Guo Qiang," Zhuang Aimin said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)