He watched Xu Song leave.
Yang Yan kept muttering," Damn single dog. You don't even know how to cherish a beauty like me in front of you. Serves you right for not being able to find a wife."”
"Boss, I think you should post the video of that song in the Battle Voice. You can probably gain a lot of fans through it.”
At this moment, Yang Yan's subordinate, Zhang Lu, reminded her.
Yang Yan nodded thoughtfully." Mm, that's a good idea. Whether or not we can break through the ten thousand fans depends on this song."”
Since Xu Song had already promised her that she could forward it to others, Yang Yan did not have any scruples.
In this day and age, having fans meant having traffic, and having traffic meant having money.
If she could earn more money for her future dowry, Yang Yan would still be very happy.
He did as he was told.
Yang Yan quickly turned on her phone and started editing.
During the editing process, she cut out the last few scenes of the guests crying bitterly, leaving only the part where Xu Song sang.
After editing, she edited a video title: Pure Land Bar, a healing song for everyone
After checking it again, Yang Yan uploaded the video to the battle voice platform.
After posting, she tagged Douyin's official website: Request for original video protection!
In other words, this video of hers could only be forwarded by anyone in Battle Voice and could not be edited and posted again.
Even if it was edited, her name was still on the video: Pure Land of Bliss #Yanyan
Yang Yan's motive for doing this was firstly to prevent Xu Song's video from being used by someone with ill intentions.
Secondly, she wanted to use this opportunity to gain more fans for her Douyin account.
The amount of original work and second editing was completely different.
Yang Yan knew a little about this little common sense.
She believed that if Xu Song's song was really popular, it would not be a problem for her account to gain more than 100,000 fans.
Nowadays, there was no lack of cases on the Douyin platform where a viral video could gain millions of fans overnight.
Yang Yan's current account had been opened for more than half a year.
Over the past six months, she had attracted more than 50,000 fans by reposting some videos of her dancing with him.
However, with this amount of fans, he could not do anything. It was impossible to turn it into cash.
If he wanted to cash in, he would need at least 300,000 fans.
This made Yang Yan very depressed and very conflicted.
She had long wanted to start a side business to save herself.
Otherwise, she suspected that her savings wouldn't be able to survive this winter under the current situation of the Great Recession of Travel.
A few minutes later, Yang Yan refreshed her account and found that the video had been approved.
吔……
Yang Yan raised her arms and shouted.
Next, he would have to wait for Dou Yin's father to give him a measurement.
Yang Yan prayed silently in her heart. Daddy Dou Yin, please turn on the fire.
After praying, Yang Yan stopped looking and continued to take care of the business.
It was now nine o'clock in the evening. The business of the whole day depended on the next two hours.
……
Qian Province, Qiandongnan Prefecture, Zhenyuan.
The bars on both sides of the Wuyang River were brightly lit and singing loudly.
In the Eggs Under the Red Flag bar, the famous musician and bar owner, Hai Zi, was playing a battle tune out of boredom.
It had been five years since she came to Zhenyuan. From a foreigner to a local, she had long completed her transformation.
Moreover, she had a boyfriend and a dog.
Hai Zi jokingly called her boyfriend Da Ha, and her dog Er Ha.
The husky was a real dog, and it was now lying under her feet.
Da Ha was on stage, singing his original ballad, Men Are Not Dogs.
Due to the recent epidemic, the business of Haizi's bar had not been very good.
If it weren't for the fact that she could occasionally take on some advertisements on the Douyin platform to subsidize her business, her bar would have closed down long ago.
Her personality was a little melancholic, belonging to the sentimental type of woman.
She would be depressed if it was cloudy.
She was also depressed on a rainy day.
The weather was clear, but she was still depressed.
Only when she heard a good song would her emotions return to normal for a short while.
Therefore, whenever she was free, she would find some good songs to listen to on Douyin and music platforms.
At the same time, she would also let her boyfriend learn these excellent songs so that it would be convenient for the guests to sing them.
One hundred yuan per request was a considerable amount of income.
Compared to alcohol, which had the capital, singing on demand was completely pure profit.
Since it was her boyfriend singing, it did not take her much effort.
Other than singing well, this scumbag had no other abilities.
However, Hai Zi liked this long-haired, slovenly scumbag.
During this period of time, she had been addicted to some healing folk songs and music.
However, she could not find a good song.
At this moment, she suddenly saw that a friend of hers who also ran a bar had a new update on her account.
Hence, she clicked on it.
Pure Land Bar, a healing song for everyone
"What is this? What kind of song dares to call it a healing divine song these days? I'm afraid that woman Yanyan is trying to fool people again.”
Hai Zi curled her lips, Yang Yan hovering on her stomach.
Yang Yan had a good relationship with her. They had met a year ago.
When Hai Zi went to the West Sea Lake for a vacation, she and Yang Yan hit it off and became good friends.
As for Yang Yan's Pure Land Bar, it was a very special place.
Hai Zi still missed the atmosphere there.
If it weren't for her boyfriend's insistence, she would have turned her bar into a bar for depression.
In the past six months, she had quarreled with her boyfriend about this matter many times, resulting in anger.
But every time they quarreled, she would quickly stop being angry.
Because her boyfriend was really good in bed. He could do more than 300 push-ups in one breath.
After all, women lived to this age. Other than making money, this was the only hobby they had.
Otherwise, she would feel that life was really boring and that she might as well die.
Out of curiosity, Hai Zi clicked on the video that Yang Yan had posted.
She wanted to see what kind of song Yang Yan called the Divine Healing Tune.
The video wasn't very clear. When it started playing, Hai Zi saw a young man sitting in front of the piano.
"Well, isn't this Yanyan's bar?”
Hai Zi was slightly stunned. She didn't expect Yang Yan to shoot this video in her bar.
The video continued to play…
First, as the man's fingers moved in the video, a short piano prelude was played.
What was commendable was that the music in the video was relatively clear.
This made Hai Zi feel slightly relieved.
A good song should be heard clearly to truly appreciate the charm of the song.
Immediately, a low and hoarse male voice was heard.
" The scattered moonlight passed through the clouds."
"Hiding from the crowd, spreading out like the scales of the sea.
"The waves wet your white dress, trying to push you back.
"The waves wash away the blood, hoping to warm you.”
"Listen to the depths of the sea, whose cries are guiding.”
"The soul has entered silence, and no one will wake you up.”
"You like the salty smell of the sea breeze, stepping on the wet sand.”
"You said that people's ashes should be scattered into the sea, and you asked me where I would go after I died.”
"No one loves you, but the world has already abandoned you.”
"He always likes to smile at cold people, and the people on the shore have an indifferent expression on their faces.”
" There's no nostalgia in the human world, everything is scattered into smoke…"
When Hai Zi heard this, her expression changed.
For some reason, she began to pant heavily.
Looking at the progress of the video, she knew that the song was only one-third over.
In order to hear it more clearly, she could not help but turn the volume up to the maximum.
"The scattered moonlight passed through the clouds.”
"Hide from the crowd and sneak into the bottom of the sea."
“…………
"It was too late, too late. You once laughed and cried.”
"It's too late, too late, your trembling arm.”
"There's no time, no time.”
"It's too late, too late. You obviously hate suffocation…
When the video finished playing, Hai Zi felt a little uncomfortable.
Because salty tears had already slid down her cheeks and into her mouth.
The taste was bitter, and he felt a little depressed.
Furthermore, she had difficulty breathing and felt a slight pain in her chest.
Even so, she did not hesitate to play it again.
After playing it again, Hai Zi found that her tears were flowing more and more uncontrollably.
Helpless, she could only pick up a tissue and wipe her face.
After pondering for a moment, Hai Zi could not help but click to continue playing.
At this moment, she realized that after listening to the song a few more times, her emotions were slowly changing.
Moreover, some fragmented scenes were slowly being recalled in her mind.
This was repeated until it was done N times…
Hai Zi let out a long breath and slowly closed her eyes.
At this moment, she felt that her emotions had never been so relaxed and peaceful.
…………
[PS: The 'Egg Under the Red Flag' bar in the article really exists in Zhenyuan County, Qiandongnan. Interested friends can go and take a look.]
The owner, Hai Zi, and her singing bastard, as well as the atmosphere in the bar, were really great!
Of course, the ballad " Men Are Not Dogs " did not exist…Haha!
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