A song under the sea, depressed the whole network

Chapter 4 Life is like a play, all depends on acting skills
Maybe it was because the song under the sea was too powerful, or maybe it was the despair expressed in the lyrics of the song that made people unable to struggle. Anyway, after Bai Zhu sent the song to Zhao Sheng, Mr. Zhao, the big boss, felt very sorry for Bai Zhu. The state at the moment shows a very strong lack of self-confidence.

After finally explaining to Zhao Sheng for a long time, there was no problem in his heart, but after he suddenly had the inspiration to write the song, Bai Zhu hung up the phone with difficulty.

Looking at the mobile phone with a screen, Bai Zhu had a smile on his face.

Just relying on the melody and lyrics alone, Mr. Zhao was already able to make this man so worried about him. When he sang, wouldn't he be Wang Zang!

Although Zhao Sheng is worried about himself, there are certain personal emotional factors. After all, he is an artist in his company, but he can also show the power of the song under the sea from the side.

This is an extremely depressing song. Not long after it was released, it created hundreds of millions of hits on Shenyin, and it quickly broke through one billion.

Although it is not a classic track, it is undeniable that this song is indeed very depressing.

Countless netizens expressed that they were shocked by the strong despair of this song, and the helpless struggle in it made people cry.

The ranking of the song "Depressed Cloud" also climbed rapidly, causing countless old friends to write countless small compositions.

At this moment, Bai Zhu has the ability to sing the song of the seabed perfectly. When he comes on stage, his fans will be so distressed that they can't speak.

That's right, Bai Zhu's target audience this time is his fans.

After all, other passers-by and viewers shouldn't have much concern for Bai Zhu, and even because of the rumors of black material flying all over the sky, they may feel disgusted towards Bai Zhu.

Although the song under the sea cannot make them accept Bai Zhu at this moment, at least it can make them show mercy when cursing Bai Zhu.

Change your word-of-mouth, let everyone see a fragile self, add your own face that makes Yangou sink, and you will have a chance to win the first battle of turning over!
As for those fans who once liked or still like her, Bai Zhu believes that they will definitely pay attention to her. When the time comes, a fragile image that has been framed by others and has fallen into depression and cannot extricate herself will wake up!

Handsome guy, depressed, being framed for cyberbullying, and fans feeling sorry for the three elements gathered together!

After thinking about his future arrangements, Bai Zhu slept soundly.

If you don't rest well, how can you still act on the show? I am a beautiful young man with depression!

The next morning, Bai Zhu got up very early.

It's not that he thought of it himself, but he was awakened by the call from the program team.

"Hello, we are grateful for having you as a trainee program group. You are Teacher Zhuzi, right?"

On the other end of the phone was a clear girl's voice, trying to appear calm in her words.

But Bai Zhu could still hear the other party's trembling from the phone.

Zhuzi, except for the people in his own company, most of the people who call him this name are Baizhu's own fans.

Of course, it may also be a former fan.

But all of this is not something Baizhu needs to think about now, thank you for being a trainee, but Baizhu's only chance to turn around.

"Yes! I am Baizhu."

Bai Zhu tried her best to make her voice gentle, and there was a trace of haggardness in her words, as if she was very tired.

"Mr. Bamboo, are you in good health?"

As a staff member of the program group who has come into contact with many artists, the other party can easily hear Bai Zhu's tiredness when speaking, and asked a little cautiously.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

A smile gradually appeared on his face, Bai Zhu couldn't help nodding his head when he saw the other party being so upbeat.

The tone of the speech is so weak, how can the physical condition be better?

Those words I said were just a cover-up, obviously a handsome young man who was exhausted and almost unbearable.

"Mr. Zhuzi, you still need to pay more attention to your body, after all, the things on the Internet will pass soon."

"I understand. Thank you for your concern. You should pay more attention to your body."

"Ah? Good! Good! By the way, Mr. Zhu, you want to use your own original songs for participating in the talent show for thanking your trainees this time, right? After all, our original songs in this show still have certain risks. You have to think about things carefully."

"Let's use the song submitted by the company. I suddenly had the inspiration yesterday. This song may be more suitable for me."

Bai Zhu's tone of voice became weaker and weaker. If he spoke through the phone, he could probably hear some slight breathing sounds. This was the lack of oxygen caused by physical exhaustion.

"Okay, then I will report to the program team, Mr. Zhuzi, you should pay more attention to your body!"

The other party seemed to be disturbed by Bai Zhu's performance at the moment, and almost forgot what he needed to ask on the phone this time. After confirming with Bai Zhu, he told Bai Zhu to take more rest, and hung up the phone in a hurry , as if escaping.

Putting away his mobile phone, Bai Zhu recalled his performance just now.

If he had to rate his performance this time, Bai Zhu would choose to give himself ninety points. It might not work against the old fritters, but a little girl like that on the other end of the phone could handle it with ease.

"Perfect!"

Bai Zhu secretly said from this self.

Depression, emaciation, these little things must be shown in life, otherwise how can the majority of netizens believe it, and how can I make my fans cry and pay for him!

I am a man who wants to buy a house!

Before Bai Zhu was satisfied with his performance, the phone in his hand rang once, it was still the little girl from the program group just now.

He raised his hand and connected the phone, this time Bai Zhu made his words seem a little low.

"Is there anything else? Could it be that the program group wants to reject me?"

The weak words made people feel distressed, at this moment Bai Zhu looked like an ignorant boy who had walked out of the castle, and he was timid about everything.

Humble, small and wronged.

"No! No, Teacher Bamboo!!!"

The other party was also obviously frightened by Bai Zhu's tone, and hurriedly said apologetically, with a crying tone in his words.

"Our show host has already played the first episode, and the second episode is still being edited. You will be a substitute for the second episode, so the program team hopes that you can watch our first episode to prepare .”

"Whoo~"

With a humble sigh of relief, Bai Zhu replied in his slightly hoarse voice.

"Okay, I will definitely watch the first episode of the program seriously, and I won't trouble the program team!"

"Thank you, Teacher Bamboo!"

The little girl on the other end of the phone replied in a crying voice, and stopped for a while.

And during this half-time, Bai Zhu didn't hang up the phone, but waited silently.

How can a depressed teenager who expects to be understood by others hang up other people's calls on his own initiative? He must wait until the other party hangs up before he humbly puts away his phone.

"Mr. Bamboo, everything will be fine, come on!"

Sure enough, as Bai Zhu waited, the little girl on the other end of the phone cheered Bai Zhu up again.

"I will work hard."

Responding silently, Bai Zhu deliberately paused his voice, and then spoke again.

"Thank you! Thank you for your willingness to encourage me!! Really thank you!!! During this period of time, you are one of the few who are willing to encourage me!"

As if a person in a desperate situation saw the only ray of light, Bai Zhu's words carried countless gratitude, and strong exhaustion and despair swept over him.

"Wow!! Wow!!!"

There was a loud cry, and before Bai Zhu could speak again, the other party had already hung up the phone in his hand.

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(End of this chapter)