Lu Yuan grabbed the phone and placed it beside his ear. He focused his gaze and held his breath.
He didn't know what he heard.
Nodding…
He replied,
"Alright, I got it…I'll have to trouble you!”
He hung up the phone.
…
Lu Yuan was silent for a moment. Then, he raised his head and met the gazes of everyone. There was Zhou Xiaolun, Cai Yilin who came later…and the studio members Zhou Yanan and Ye Kun…
"How much?"
Zhou Xiaolun stuck his head out.
He opened his mouth and said in a deep voice,"
"The first day of sales for the entire island is…1319!”
As soon as he finished speaking.
He could clearly notice the change in everyone's expression. It was the subtle expression that was revealed from the depths of their eyes and faces…It was nervousness, hope…and slowly slipping into disappointment!
Low!
Very low!
Moreover, it was unclear how much of the sales were converted from the marketing of the music station in Asia…
With such a method and such a huge impact, he could only reach this number on the first day. Then, the future might not be optimistic!
The studio fell into a dead silence.
No one spoke again.
……
At the same time.
Qing Mei Entertainment Company, office.
"12500!"
Zhou Jian hung up the phone. His face was red as he shouted in a deep voice.
"And, and!"
"I also found out that the sales of that newbie independent studio who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth are not even a fraction of our Ah Ze's. They only have 1319 photos!”
"Pfft…Hahahaha…"
"I told you, he doesn't have the talent to sing!”
Zhou Jian seemed to be very happy. It was as if all the pressure and dissatisfaction he had accumulated recently had exploded. He grinned and said one after another.
Qiu Ze let out a sigh of relief.
Unlike Zhou Jian, he did not step on Lu Yuan and Zhou Xiaolun. Instead, after receiving the results, he stood up, put on his hat, bid farewell, and left.
Selling 12500 copies on the first day was almost close to the record of a newcomer singer from Taiwan. He did not embarrass the youth media!
……
12:30 AM.
The other colleagues had already gotten off work.
Jay Lu Studio.
The surroundings were dim, and only an incandescent lamp was lit, shining in front of Lu Yuan.
He lowered his head and focused on the sales charts of Jay Lu's album that had been sent back from various record stores.
He studied it carefully…
His fingertips touched the paper.
Lu Yuan was still a little unwilling...
His eyes narrowed as if he had noticed something. He quickly took out a red pen and drew on the icon.
" The pattern of this sales curve.
In normal office workers, the amount of rest time had an obvious increase…
For example, from 11:30 p. m. to 1:30 p. m.!
For example, after 5:30 in the evening!
Did this mean that most of the people who bought their albums were employees? Or rather, most of the people who listened to the music station were employees?
The publicity might not be enough among the students.
Or perhaps, the students are still watching…
The red pen moved heavily on the form.
"Perhaps, there is still a chance to turn things around!”
Lu Yuan muttered.
……
It was September 2nd, the second day of school. The weather was clear.
Early morning.
Riding an electric bike.
He put on a white helmet. At the top of the helmet, a small fan was spinning in the wind.
From afar, she noticed the existence of a newspaper stand at the intersection and stopped beside it.
There were newspapers and magazines…
Winner takes all!
They were all photos of Qiu Ze.
He casually picked up the most popular magazine on the island, Next Weekly, and flipped through it. He saw the largest section introducing Qiu Ze.
"The rising superstar, the newcomer singer Qiu Ze of the youth media, has sold 12,500 copies of his album 'I Don't Understand'! We can look forward to Qiu Ze's future!”
" Qiu Ze, male, birthday, October 14th, 1981…"
His gaze continued to sweep past.
Just as he was about to continue watching, a feather duster swept over.
"Are you planning to finish watching it here?”
"You want to see?"
"I'll buy it back…"
The old man urged. Everyone had finished reading the newspapers and magazines at the newsstand. What business was there for him to do?
Lu Yuan didn't reply. He took out a few notes and placed them in the newspaper.
Holding the magazine, he started the car again.
……
In an old office building, there was a two-story studio.
The atmosphere was heavy.
Only Lu Yuan remained calm and composed.
……
One after another, although very few copies were sold, every copy of " Jay Lu " was still quietly fermenting…
Baodao Institute of Arts, female dormitory.
Zhao Ximeng, who was wearing pink loose pajamas, took out a CD from her bag like a treasure and held it in front of everyone. She said happily,
"Dang dang dang!"
"Look what I bought!"
His roommates approached him curiously.
"Jay Lu? You bought this album?"
"My living expenses have been tight recently, so I bought Qiu Ze's 'I Don't Understand'. The song is good, and the MV is not bad either.”
Zhao Ximeng had fallen in love with Zhou Xiaolun and Lu Yuan since the start of " Starry Sky ". She was considered one of their earliest fans. Her gaze slowly swept across her roommates.
"Shall we listen together?"
"Good!
Everyone agreed.
She placed the CD into the computer reader.
Very soon…
The screen slowly lit up, and clear words appeared on the screen.
Song Title: Cute Woman
Singer: Zhou Xiaolun
Lyricist: Lu Yuan
Composed by: Lu Yuan
"Music arrangement: Lu Yuan"
Director: Kuang Sheng
…
The prelude slowly rose.
Wang Xinling, who was wearing a white shirt, slowly pushed open the door. His thick, wavy hair fluttered in the wind. His beautiful side profile and the purple wind chime on the door swayed gently.
Her fair and delicate feet stepped on the high-quality plush carpet.
Zhou Xia, in a black T-shirt, peeled an orange gently and said slowly,
"I want a helicopter
I want to fly to the universe with you
I want to melt with you
Melting into the Milky Way…"
The light melody was smooth and clear, and the warm lyrics were sincere and moving.
The gentle and cute Wang Xinling portrayed the taste of a cute woman in the lyrics.
Zhou Xiaolun's singing and performance were equally flawless.
"It looks good!"
"This actress is so beautiful. Who is she?”
"This singer is Zhou Xiaolun. He's quite handsome!”
……
His roommates began to discuss excitedly.
At this moment, someone from the dormitory next door also came over.
Unknowingly.
Behind Zhao Ximeng, there was already a group of people surrounding her!
……
Huagang Institute of Arts.
Wang Xinling was also working hard to promote her brother's first album in school.
Carrying a small bag on her back, she rushed into the school radio station and looked at the host of the radio station, her classmate Han Yanmei, with her big eyes. She pressed her palms together and kept saying,
"Please! Please!"
"Yanmei, please help me this time, just this once! The songs on this album are very nice…"
"Alright, alright…it's not a big deal!”
Han Yanmei smiled bitterly.
"Hehe!"
"Thank you, beautiful!"
After Wang Xinling got his way, he immediately cheered and thanked him for a while before leaving the radio station.
She took out the flyers for her album, Jay Lu, and distributed them one by one in front of the school cafeteria.
"Classmate! Classmate!"
"Please take a look…"
"I want to know more about the new album 'Jay Lu'!”
"Yes! That's right! That's right! This song is from this album…"
At the right time.
Wang Xinling quickly said when the school radio station was broadcasting " Tornado."
"It's very nice!"
Wang Xinling stopped two female students and handed them the flyers.
"Everyone, come and take a look!"
"Please!"
Wang Xinling waved his arms as he held the flyer.
More and more students saw this and walked over curiously.
"It looks okay!"
"The cover is not bad!"
"This song is from this album? It sounds good…"
"Tornado? The prelude of this song uses a heavy piano to play a slow and heavy rhythm. This doesn't seem like the rhythm of a tornado…"
…
In front of the cafeteria, the school radio was playing a song. Students were holding flyers and discussing!
……
Jay Lu's studio.
Lu Yuan and the studio's staff were also sitting in front of the computer.
Her fingers danced on the keyboard.
On the music forum, posts about the album Jay Lu were constantly posted to promote it.
……
Even Professor Zhang Jingyang was in his office, making a call.
"Secretary Lu, recently, a third-year student in our school's music arrangement department, yes, his name is Lu Yuan. He wrote lyrics, composed music, and arranged music…and released an album.”
"It's called Jay Lu!"
"I've heard this album. The quality is very good…"
……
In a place that Lu Yuan and Zhou Xiaolun didn't know about.
Too many people were secretly working hard for this album.
All his efforts would not be wasted!
One day, all of this would be able to be unleashed!
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