Demon City.

Villa area.

It is tea time now, Zhou Qiuyue and Fang Fei are sitting on the terrace of the villa, with cheesecakes and coffee placed on the table, and the sun shines from the sky, passing through the rich bamboo and glass, leaving mottled light and shadow on the wooden floor.

"This kid Lu Yang has many bad ideas." Zhou Qiuyue looked at her phone and laughed. "The navy troops who used to set the rhythm in his comment area have now become their own people."

"The method is good. Those who achieve great things must use any means to put down their figure, but they cannot give up the bottom line." Fang Fei chuckled, "Those entertainment companies probably haven't found anything wrong."

The quarrel at the beginning made them feel a little surprised. After all, Lu Yang was not that kind of person in his impression, but later in order to promote a new song to "Tarro", the chicken's feet were still revealed in his words.

The two woke up very late.

"If he continues to do this, those companies will probably be ruined." Zhou Qiuyue smiled.

"It's hard to say." Fang Fei frowned, "First of all, we don't know who this Taylor is, and secondly... it's too easy to overturn the trend when playing scripts."

Zhou Qiuyue nodded, "It's okay to say that the quality of the two songs is similar, and Lu Yang himself cannot lose. If the difference is too large, it will be difficult to do it."

"Yeah." Fang Fei lowered her head to drink coffee and agreed with her nasal voice.

Hype is always a double-edged sword. Lu Yang and the others do not use naval forces, nor do they have an indestructible fan base. The fact that he appears in many cases depends on his strength.

Because of this, it is easy to overturn.

If Taylor's songs are of higher quality than those on Lu Yang, there will be people on the Internet who are criticized for their talents.

If Taylor's songs are too bad, the entertainment company that realizes that this is a hype will inevitably settle the accounts after the fall and tell the story of Lu Yang's failure to lose money.

The only thing that can achieve the best results at present is Lu Yang winning, and it is a narrow victory.

Of course, it is also possible to tie the two sides.

"Hey, when did our Fang Fei's mother-in-law start to care about her prospective son-in-law?" Zhou Qiuyue was sarcastic on the other end.

"I'm doing it for the second ball. After all, Gu Yuan has invested so many resources..."

"Half of the shares are from Lu Yang when you get married. Your old man is really rich." Zhou Qiuyue wrinkled her nose, "A son and a daughter are not bad at abilities, her lover is successful in her career, a generation of gold medal creators retire and have afternoon tea every day in a villa worth hundreds of millions of yuan."

"You're so sour."

"Yes, your coffee is a bit sour."

"So what?" Fang Fei said, "You came to me for afternoon tea, just to share the news?"

"No." Zhou Qiuyue smiled, took out a contract from her bag beside her and handed it over.

"The contract has been terminated," she said.

Fang Fei turned her head to look at her.

When Zhou Qiuyue said in front of her that she would join Gu Qinghan's studio, now that the contract is over, she may really go as a free person.

Fang Fei knows this best friend very well, but still doesn't understand the meaning of her coming to find her.

"You should go to Gu Qinghan instead of me," said Fang Fei.

"Create you a chance to reconcile mother and daughter." Zhou Qiuyue said, "Qinghan will definitely come to me at that time. Why not let her go home and you have a good talk."

"What's there to talk about?" Fang Fei turned her head. She was unwilling to admit defeat in front of her daughter. Both the mother and daughter were competitive.

"If you don't want to talk, there are other ways." Zhou Qiuyue said, "When the time comes, let Lu Yang come with you. I will tell Qinghan, you can ask Lu Yang to help you repair the mother-daughter relationship, and the best of both worlds."

Speaking of this, she sighed, "I haven't had a meal with those two little guys yet. You even meet each other's parents."

"Okay, okay, let them have a meal with you." Fang Fei just agreed to eat in his words, and he kept silent about repairing the relationship.

At this moment, Zhou Qiuyue's cell phone placed on the desktop vibrated.

Fang Fei glanced inadvertently and it was indeed Gu Qinghan.

She pretended that nothing happened and watched her best friend answer the phone and watch her chat with her daughter.

Fang Fei pricked up his ears hard, but all he heard was Zhou Qiuyue's stand-up crosstalk.

"It's okay to sign the contract. If I don't invite me to a meal, I won't go."

"I'll settle the time, and it'll be at your house tomorrow night."

"Remember to lead Lu Yang, what? You have other things to ask me, don't you want to lead Lu Yang?"

"Don't worry, I'll ask your mother to help you get him away."

“…”

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Qiuyue looked at Fang Fei who was sour in front of her, and said with a slight look on her face.

"Your coffee is really sour, I smell it now."

Fang Fei made a move to fight, and Zhou Qiuyue quickly raised her hand to resist, "Stop, stop, your son-in-law is on the hot search again!"

...

"Lu Yang and Taylor are on the hot search!"

"It's so fierce. Other people with some status want to make themselves look pure and clean."

"Even quarrels can be on the hot search, why not... let our artists try it?"

"Don't, maybe he wants to lose many fans. The Weibo account he just registered has not many fans."

Star Entertainment.

The employees were talking nonsense.

They all watched and quarreled as melon-eating crowds. After all, the release date of the new song written by Lu Yang was one week later than that of their artist Luo Sheng.

The impact is a little, but not much.

"Lu Yang... has a quarrel and has become fans."

"What's the matter, are you kidding?"

Some people didn't believe it, and after clicking Lu Yang on Weibo, they found that his number of fans was indeed rising.

And the most important thing is that a bunch of netizens... seem to praise his quarrels?

Is this world too crazy?

Some employees looked at Lu Yang’s Weibo comment section, but they didn’t know where the passers-by came from. Their ideas were so clear, and the screen was full of [This creator can be used to, and someone is really tough.]

"If you increase your fans, just increase your fans. Rasheng's song time will be one week later than him."

Some employees speak like this and are still beautiful.

But the next moment, the office exclaimed.

"Wait! The person who quarreled with him, did the new song run into Rashen's release date?"

All the staff are in vain.

Really - Eat melons and eat them on your own head.

"Terro? Tiga? Two people who don't know may come here to mess with the car."

"Lu Yang is still too young. He can't even see such people who are catching traffic?"

“…”

The employees continued to discuss and returned to normal in a flash.

Can a newcomer who is unknown still make a fortune?

They didn't care at all, and some of them had prepared beer, cola, peanuts, and lay happily on the seat to watch.

Just then.

The leader knocked on the glass door of the office. He knocked very hard, and the dull knock sounded throughout the room.

"Who is responsible for managing the artist's fan group here? Those who are responsible for the fan group and those who can contact the station sister, come with me!"

"Boss, what's wrong?" said an employee. "There is no problem in the fan group. Everyone ran to the fire happily, but no one noticed it."

"Yes, Lu Yang and Taylor are arguing so fiercely, at least our fans will not cause trouble again."

Department leader: "...Can you use your brain? Are you all over your neck suffering from this tumor?"

After saying that, he opened the projection of the office, and the screen showed the Weibo data of Lu Yang and Taylor, and there was a hot search list on Weibo.

"Wow! It seems that many people don't like Lu Yang's "Xian'er".

"After all, that song is not popular enough. It is a way to quickly accumulate fans. It is a surprise to win, but it will be very annoying if you don't like it."

“…”

Bang--

Bang bang bang bang!

The employees had not realized the seriousness of the problem, and they discussed it, but the leader slapped the table in anger.

"Where are your brains?" The department leader scratched his head and ears, "They can't go through normal publicity, but the current popularity no longer needs publicity. The purpose of publicity has been achieved."

"You are the Propaganda Department. I said something to you as early as when I joined the company. Did you forget?" he asked again.
To be continued...