"You two, go slowly, come home often when you have time!" Mom stood at the door, watching Li Hong and Sun Yang leave.
The voice sounded again.
Sure enough, after Li Hong and the others left, their neighbor Aunt Zhang came over to visit.
"Hey, his aunt, did you have a guest at home just now?" Aunt Zhang looked at her mother curiously.
"Hey, I'm not a guest. Two reporters from the TV station came to ask our Qin Hao for something. Our Qin Hao thought this person was a liar and almost kicked him out!" My mother's exaggerated words made Qin Hao look at him frequently. , I thought to myself, where are all this
"Hey, Xiaohao is really promising this time! He even dared to chase reporters from CCTV!" Aunt Zhang said with eyes wide open.
"Hey, isn't this someone asking him for help? That's why I'm not angry even though I was hurt by Qin Hao..." My mother's eyes could roll to the sky at this time.
"Xiao Hao has really become a big star this time. Even the people from CCTV have to support him!" Aunt Zhang suddenly lowered her voice and said: "His aunt, what is going on? Tell me quickly..."
"It's nothing. Didn't this kid write a song for me last time? The TV station took notice of it and insisted on letting him participate in a party..." A proud smile filled the corners of Lao Ma's mouth, as if he couldn't wait to do it. Everyone in the world knew that Qin Hao's song was written for her.
"Hey, what song is it? It's so good? Even CCTV came to invite you?" Aunt Zhang's curiosity was aroused at this time. Such a breaking news can be used as a capital to brag among the neighbors. At least the protagonist is still Where are my neighbors!
"Hi, what's it called... Gratitude, I can't remember the details. You can watch it on CCTV 1 on the 20th next month, at 9pm!" My mother pretended not to care at this time, but she was observing Aunt Zhang all the time. Reaction.
After Aunt Zhang left, Aunt Li came downstairs again. Mom's rhetoric was like a panacea, dealing with one group of neighbors after another.
"Qin Hao, have you really thought it through?"
"Dad, I'm serious. Although there will be many big names attending this party, there is no comparison between me and them. But I don't think my work will be worse than anyone else! As for the copyright fee for this song , forget it. After all, I did it to thank my family and my fans!"
"It's best if you think so!"
This charity gala is an excellent opportunity for everyone to make a name for themselves. However, CCTV is not a fool, and it is impossible to promote you in vain. The price of participating in this party is to give up the copyright of this song and give this song to CCTV for free. However, the creator still retains the right to sing the song.
The key is that Qin Hao is probably the least famous in this party. In such a situation, it is very likely that he will not be able to gain fame and will have to give the copyright to CCTV.
But, he doesn't care.
For Qin Hao, what he needs now is not money, but fame.
For him, dreams are what matters. As long as he can truly become a superstar, he will never look back.
As for money, of course - the more, the better. However, this is not the main contradiction in the current situation.
Money is precious, but life is even more valuable. If it's for fame, both can be thrown away. That's what he was thinking at this time.
The next day, Qin Hao went to the recording studio very early to record. By 12 noon, today's four episodes of "The Legend of Wukong" had been recorded.
On the way back to the office today, Qin Hao felt something different. When colleagues in the radio station see Qin Hao, they will stop to say hello and call Teacher Xiao Qin with a smile.
Instead of avoiding it like he did two days ago, Qin Hao's status was obviously greatly improved by the listening rate of the midnight story session the day before yesterday.
When he returned to the office, he happened to see Zhang Guodong coming out of the office and greeted with a smile: "Xiao Qin, come here and listen to the ratings!"
In the conference room, after everyone in Zhang Guodong's room had arrived, they glared at Song Lei and signaled him not to talk nonsense, then stood up from their seats.
Song Lei looked at Qin Hao coldly at this time. In his consciousness, Qin Hao's listening rate would definitely decline. Because the channel also put a lot of effort into promoting the new novel of Noon Story Collection before it was aired, so it was inevitable that Qi Yumu would be better in the first place.
But now it’s the second issue, so naturally it can’t be like the first issue. Because no matter how good a novel is, there are bound to be some people who don’t buy it. With the loss of these people, the listening rate will of course plummet. If this continues, within a few days, this program will be brought back to its original form!
There are not a few others who hold this idea. Even Zhang Guodong has such doubts.
However, the development of things shocked everyone!
The listening rate of Lunchtime Storytelling has not dropped!
In fact, the gap between it and the second-place entertainment broadcast is getting smaller and smaller!
"Here, I still want to praise Teacher Qin Hao. The lunchtime story show he hosted has now successfully entered the first place in the listening rankings, and has a continuous upward trend. I believe this program will definitely be popular in our literary and art radio. Stand firm!" At this point, Zhang Guodong paused and then said:
"At the same time, I also want to criticize Xiao Lin, the entertainment broadcaster. If you don't work hard and innovate, I'm afraid you will soon be surpassed by Teacher Xiao Qin's lunch story show! You know, entertainment broadcast is a news program!"
Lin Yu's handsome face turned red from suppressing his emotions at this time, and he could only give Qin Hao a fierce look.
This made Qin Hao very depressed. Please, this has nothing to do with me at all. The audience is really giving me too much face!
Unknowingly, he seemed to have made another enemy.
However, he didn't take it too seriously. After all, it would be mediocre not to be envied by others!
The next day was the weekend, so Qin Hao didn't get up very early, but slept until almost noon before getting up. In fact, he didn't wake up naturally. He was woken up by the private message notification on Weibo.
After Qin Hao washed his face, he opened Weibo and was surprised to find that the number of private messages had reached 99+.
After he clicked on it, he discovered that the ninety-nine private messages basically had the same meaning: "Congratulations to Teacher Qin Hao for his "Grateful Heart" being shortlisted for the CCTV Charity Song Awards Night!"
"We have reached this point so quickly. CCTV's actions are really fast!" After Qin Hao stretched his waist, he posted a message on his own account: "Thank you for having me with a grateful heart!"
Then, he threw his cell phone in the kitchen, turned around and went to the kitchen to cook.
However, he did not expect that such a simple meager would trigger the most spectacular, intense, blood-soaking, and inhumane war in the history of meager.