Three days later, Yang Ziyu signed an A-grade contract with Panda Music.
That afternoon, Lonely in May was singing, Lonely in June was singing, and the profits from Treading Mountains and Rivers and Returning to the Han Dynasty were transferred over. There were more than 8.5 million yuan in total.
Last month, Ah Sang's Always Quiet had received nearly a million yuan. Adding on the four million yuan from selling the two songs to Zhang Hanshao, his assets had suddenly reached more than thirteen million yuan.
Yang Ziyu's heart pounded for more than ten minutes when he saw the number on the bank card on his phone.
He couldn't float, he couldn't float. This small goal hadn't been achieved yet, so he couldn't float.
He kept reminding himself, but the joy was too fascinating.
Hahahaha, let me laugh for a while. Yang Ziyu danced around at home for a long time before he finally regained his composure.
I'll be on the rich list in the future. How can I be so useless?
What was this small amount of money?
Forget it, I'll buy a new house first.
In the next few days, Yang Ziyu wandered around the newly developed buildings.
He was dressed casually and wore a magic mirror, so not many people recognized him.
Buying a house was a big deal. Of course, he would not make a decision so quickly. He would look at a few more houses first and find the most suitable one.
A week later, Zhang Hanshao called him and thanked him again and again over the phone. He also told him that the song had been uploaded to Panda Music.
In just one day, Angel's Wings and Walk in the Rain had occupied the second and third place on the monthly list. The first place was your deskmate. The three songs left the other songs behind so much that the car's taillights could not be seen.
Yang Ziyu's Mountain River Treading was already ranked first on the Year Roll. The second-ranked veteran Masked King Zhang Youliang's Listening to the Wind is Rain. The third place was still Yang Ziyu's You at the Same Table. Fourth place was Yang Ziyu's version of Loneliness Singing.
Lonely Singing was also miserable. He had only been number one for two days, but he had been overtaken by three songs in a row. And two of the songs were Yang Ziyu's own.
If loneliness had a soul in singing, it would definitely sigh at the injustice of fate.
The seventh was Luo Shen's version of Lonely Singing. Angel's Wings and Drenched in the Rain had managed to squeeze into ninth and tenth place.
At this time, people were surprised to find that Yang Ziyu's songs occupied six spots in the top ten of the annual rankings.
Such a fierce record scared the singers, lyricists, and songwriters in the music industry. This was too brutal.
Then, Yang Ziyu's private messages flooded with countless messages asking for songs. There were thousands of them, and it was impossible to delete them all.
There were also some people who were resourceful and actually found his number to call.
Yang Ziyu couldn't bear the disturbance and turned off his phone.
Idol Age had already finished the third match. The highest viewership ratings for the second and third matches were only 22%, while Yang Ziyu's first match was 32%. It was like heaven and earth.
Mango TV's director was extremely conflicted. He wanted to ruthlessly announce Yang Ziyu's expulsion from the competition, but that would involve hundreds of millions of advertising fees.
This was how cruel things were. With or without Yang Ziyu's participation, the difference in advertising fees was estimated to be around 200 million yuan.
It wasn't that Yang Ziyu couldn't leave Mango TV, but Mango TV couldn't leave Yang Ziyu.
"Is there no other way? Li Yuan, you tell me."
"Station Head, we've already used all our moves," Li Yuan said with a bitter smile. Everyone in the entertainment industry had one thing in common, and that was to cherish their reputation.”
"Whether it's those who are indifferent to fame and fortune or those young hunks who don't care about anti-fans at all, they will all care about their reputation. It was just that the people they cared about were different. But…"
"Yang Ziyu is different. He doesn't care about anything. And I found out from my analysis that he was deliberately letting more people slander him. From the moment he appeared, he was deliberately provoking others. This is something I can't figure out. Facing such a person who was not afraid of any dirty words, we really had no choice.”
The Station Head was silent. He said hatefully,"Don't tell me, don't tell me that I can really do whatever I want just because I have talent?"”
The subordinates looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
"Since he relies on talent, then continue to smear his talent.”The general manager seemed to have found a breakthrough.
"Sir, it's useless. Not to mention the people in the industry, even ordinary people didn't believe the Chinese opera teacher's joke.”
"Little Heavenly Queen Zhang Hanshao is speaking in the forum. She said that she had chatted with Yang Ziyu about her for half an hour, and he had immediately written two songs in 20 minutes. They were the most popular songs now, Angel's Wings and Walking in the Rain.”
"In addition, the increasingly famous Goddess Luo is also confirming it in the forum. Yang Ziyu used a borrowed pen and paper in the cafe and wrote 'It's been very quiet' in ten minutes.”
"Right now, everyone in the music industry is looking for a way to get Yang Ziyu's phone number. Many of them wanted to get his number through our television station.”
The general manager slammed the table angrily." F * ck, why didn't they go to hell when they asked us for his phone number?!"”
Director Wang and Liu Na lowered their heads. Now that they couldn't mess with Yang Ziyu, the two of them who were careless naturally didn't have a good ending. They had already been scolded in public many times.
This damned Yang Ziyu!
"There's less than half a month until the top ten. Have you found the audience for Yang Ziyu's match?”
"Yes, we found those who hate him to the bone in the Anti-Yang Ziyu Alliance on the Internet. Many of them were from other places, and we even bought them round-trip tickets. He made sure that 99% of the 500 audience members were his anti-fans.”
"No, you have to do it 100%.”
"If that's the case, we can't let our own people participate. After all, we vote by pressing the button on the spot. We won't know if anyone secretly voted for it.”
"Then we'll find all the anti-fans. He was not afraid of anything and would reimburse them for all their expenses. This time, I want Yang Ziyu to get an unprecedentedly low score.”
"Yes, I'll arrange it immediately."
Mango TV was busy arranging the judges, while Yang Ziyu was preparing for her new song. In two weeks, his showdown with the television station would begin.
Who would win then? It wasn't just the people in the entertainment industry who were looking forward to this smoke-free battle. Even the general public was looking forward to it.
Mango TV had the home-court advantage, but there were many tricks that they could not use.
For example, if the microphone suddenly went silent, or the elevator malfunctioned, then no matter what the outcome was, Mango TV would be the one to lose face, not Yang Ziyu.
On the other hand, Yang Ziyu was very relaxed.
If he relied on absolute strength, he would be done for. All small tricks would be crushed.
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