Chen Xi shook his head helplessly, finished the last question, closed the test paper, and looked at Song Wenye: "Xiaoye, I know you are thinking about Qi Xiu, but with Qi Xiu's strength and the quality of his album, , do you think you need fans to work hard and spend money to gain sales?”
How much can the sales volume be if the fans work hard to support it? Like Su Muyan, the sales volume of the fans fuck is enough to buy enough in the first hour. It challenges the first sales record. The sales volume is very good, 200,000 copies were sold.
Next, fans will be able to sell less and less, and sales growth will only depend on passers-by. Passers-by don't care whether you are handsome or not, they only listen to whether your songs are good or not.
Fans say it's popular, it's popular, and it's popular, it doesn't mean it's popular. Only when passers-by say it's popular can it truly be popular.
Let’s not talk about the far side, but let’s talk about the near side. From the entire cast, whether starring or supporting roles, to the behind-the-scenes team, there are passers-by, there are fans and supporters, it is a real hit.
So, the most important thing is really not the fans, but the opinions of passers-by. As long as the quality is well controlled, good enough, and attractive enough, you don’t have to worry about people not buying it.
"I agree."
"Reconsideration."
"Sister Xi is right. Qi Xiu doesn't need the help of fans to boost sales. Song Wenye, do you know that you are insulting his professionalism by doing this?"
A group of people were finally able to retort confidently, but support is still necessary. Not to mention that Qi Xiu is a singer that Sister Xi admires, and is the new idol of girls. The songs are also good, and they are willing to pay for it.
Besides, helping Qi Xiuhuo get out of the circle is ultimately helping Sister Xi.
Qi Xiu's beating of Su Muyan was a slap in the face of the Su family. They were happy and happy.
"I'll buy a hundred copies of the physical album."
"I'll buy five hundred."
"I'll give you a thousand!"
A group of people started counting each other, talking to each other.
Shen Xi rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, knowing that these amounts were all planned by them, and they couldn't stop them, so they didn't say anything. It was all their wishes.
Finally, Song Wen also made an overall count, with a minimum of 100 and a maximum of 1,000, totaling 53,000 physical albums.
"We will take these albums to the door of our company and distribute them to passers-by for free when we have a break next weekend." Song Wen also directly finalized it.
There were so many albums and I couldn’t finish them all, so I gave them to passers-by to promote her family’s Xiao Xiu Xiu.
Shen Xi reminded her: "Change a place."
Albums were distributed free of charge in front of the company, and passers-by thought it was because they had too much inventory and couldn't sell it. However, if the media's mouth was stepped on and smeared, a good thing turned into a bad thing.
Song Wen was also very obedient. He was so happy that he had achieved sales. He was willing to do anything. He nodded in agreement: "Then go to West Street Plaza, there are the most people there."
Over on West Street, which is the fashion center of the capital, there are so many people. Let alone 50,000 tickets, 100,000 tickets can be distributed in minutes.
After school, Shen Xi went to the National Library to check some information. Special issues on medical matters were not available for loan. By the time she finished reading, it was already dark.
Song Wen also accompanied her. When she was reading, she lay next to her and fell asleep. After she finished reading, she woke up as if she felt it, and her eyes were shining: "Xi Xi, There is a roasted whole lamb restaurant here on Zhongnan Street that tastes great, let’s go eat it before leaving!”
"Okay." Shen Xi was also hungry and had already told his parents that he would go back late in the evening and would not have dinner at home, so he knew that Song Wen would not let go of food.
The National Library is located near the university town. At this time, it happened to be when the students had finished their dinner. Those who could not find a place to study in the school library ran here.
Song Wen was also a pretty girl. When he saw so many beautiful boys and girls, he couldn't move his eyes away. He suddenly pointed in the opposite direction and shouted: "Xi Xi, look over there, my first love!"
Shen Xi looked over and was also attracted by the young man.
The boy wears a white shirt, black trousers, and has a slightly slim figure. He looks like a two-dimensional handsome boy from the comics.
Song Wen also chased after him.
The young man's figure disappeared in a flash and disappeared behind the tall bookshelf.
Shen Xi looked at the young man's figure with a deep and cold look in his eyes. He walked over and caught up with Song Wenye: "Your first love?"
That young man had an extraordinary temperament, his steps were very light when he walked, and he was definitely very skilled, not an ordinary person.
"Why didn't you catch up again?" Song Wen also stamped his feet with regret and looked at Shen Xi: "I saw him on the TV station during your dance competition. He said his name was Xuanyuan."
Shen Xi pulled her away: "Forget it if you can't catch her, let's go!"
Song Wen didn't give up. He turned around twice more and saw no one: "He should be a college student from a nearby university!"
She looks so good-looking!
Shen Xi asked her: "Did you fall in love with him at first sight? Or were you just thinking about his face?"
Song Wen also replied without thinking: "Of course, I miss his face. How could I be so superficial and fall in love with someone at first sight?"
Shen Xi knew that she was just a pretty girl. When she saw good-looking people, whether they were boys or girls, she couldn't walk. She thought of something and asked her, "Have you been in contact with Yu Yuanxi recently?"
Song Wen also sneered a little angrily, his voice several decibels louder: "Why should I contact him?"
hehe.
Not related!
Who wants to contact him
Shen Xi said with a bit of a smile: "Why, did he offend you?"
Song Wen's eyes were a little wandering and he didn't know where to look, so he said casually: "He is busy filming."
Ever since he joined the crew, he only called her on the day he joined the crew to tell her that he had joined the crew, and he never contacted her again.
Who wants to contact him
Shen Xi smiled and didn't ask any more questions, fearing that she would be upset if he asked her too much.
After leaving the library, walk two blocks ahead to reach Zhongnan Street. Near the library, there are shops selling books on the four treasures of the study, and there are not many people on the street.
The two of them walked and talked.
Shen Xi's eyes were suddenly attracted by a man on the roadside.
Song Wen also followed her gaze and looked over. The man was squatting on the ground with his back to them. He couldn't see his face and asked her: "Do you know him?"
Shen Xi felt that she might have a quarrel with Fu Qingli, and she would bump into him wherever she went. She shook her head and prepared to walk over without looking sideways: "I don't know him."
Fu Qingli, who was squatting on the roadside, suddenly turned his head as if he felt something, stared at her, opened his thin lips lightly, and said clearly: "Chen Xi."
Shen Xi pulled Song Wen away and hypnotized himself, unable to see or see.
Song Wen didn't do anything. When she saw the man's face and the stunningly perfect handsome face, she abandoned all principles and ran over.
Fu Qingli suddenly stood up and walked towards Shen Xi with long legs. His head was in a mess and severe and unbearable pain came from his stomach, which made him lose the ability to think.
Shen Xi raised his feet and wanted to run away.
Who knew why Fu Qingli moved so quickly, he was already standing in front of her, blocking her way, and locked her with his deep and cold eyes.
Shen Xi sighed, gave in, and raised his head: "Fu Qingli, are you done..."
Fu Qingli met her eyes, and in his narrow eyes, the layer of ice that seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years and had never changed seemed to be cracking bit by bit.
He looked at her, the corners of his lips curved slightly, his voice was very hoarse, as if he was trapped in some kind of magic barrier, and his voice was incredibly gentle: "Shen Xi."
Shen Xi finally realized something was wrong. His face was sickly pale, his lips were purple, and his eyes were dry and red. He was sick and confused, but he actually smiled at her, and when he called her name, he was so gentle that she got goosebumps all over. Without waiting for her to speak.
Fu Qingli's tall body pressed straight down towards her, like a mountain, and its shadow fell instantly.
When Shen Xi hugged him, she just wanted to curse: Fuck, naked sex!
She escaped the dinner party, but she still couldn't escape the curse from Fu Qingli!
good evening
(End of chapter)