I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 422 Online Concert

After a while of sweetness, Chuhe stopped making noise, blowing wounds or something, let's blow slowly tonight.

He got back to the topic: "Zhang Jing told me in the middle of the night that the sales of the "Proud" album exceeded 30 copies, and Ji Yun Company is considering organizing a fan appreciation event."

"Look online quickly." Liu Zhiqing was so happy that she didn't care about the pain between her legs.

Chuhe looked at the sales volume of Yinyuetai before, and it did exceed 30 copies. It must be that a local tycoon bought tens of thousands of copies again.

As for the reaction on weibo, Chuhe hasn't read it yet.

He was sitting with Liu Zhiqing at the moment, and he only logged on to Weibo after kissing her.

The number one trending search on Weibo came into view: Incredibly, the sales of Mu Zhiqing's first solo album exceeded 30 copies in just 26 days!
During the period when Chuhe went to Dongyang Film and Television Company, the popularity of the album had actually dropped. After all, eating the same melons all the time would make you tired.

But yesterday, the sales volume exceeded 30 copies, which is equivalent to the sudden increase in the sweetness of melons, and the people who eat melons immediately came back.

Tens of thousands of people are commenting on it.

"Damn it, how many years hasn't there been such an explosive result in the Chinese music scene?"

"It seems that local tyrants bought 10,000+ copies, but it's still amazing, worthy of Her Majesty the Queen!"

"I just want to know when the appreciation meeting will be held. Can I ask for the queen's autograph?"

"I just ask the Queen to wear high heels for the live broadcast, and the picture I captured is my thank you!"

There are all kinds of netizens, but everyone is amazed, especially those who know the record industry, they are beyond shocked.

Liu Zhiqing was delighted to see it, she never expected to achieve such a good result.

"I want to thank the fans, let's start the live singing immediately!" Liu Zhiqing was very kind to the fans, she wanted to sing live, and she would sing for a few hours.

But Chuhe is distressed, and her rich wife is still in pain, so why don't you take a good rest and live broadcast?

"No, you can post a thank you on Weibo first. As for the thank you, it will depend on how Ji Yun's company arranges. For these two days, you will be a baby, and you can rest at home to recover from your injuries." Chu He is very tough.

Liu Zhiqing was moved and funny, and couldn't help but hit him: "Are you an idiot? What kind of injury is mine? I've seen it all, and it's still so tight..."

She said that she realized that she was too perverted, and she couldn't help but stare at Chuhe in embarrassment: "I won't tell you, anyway, nothing happened between us!"

Qing-chan, it's not good to deceive yourself.

Chuhe's heart was a little turbulent, Fu Po Liu was so flexible, but she was still so tight, which made her distracted.

Be sure to come more times, I am also a wild DJ.

"Ahem, what Qingjiang said is that I listen to you. Last night is not counted. When you are no longer in pain, let's come again soberly and feel the mystery of life."

"Bah bah bah!"

The two started to play, laughing like children in their twenties.

After eating, Chuhe asked Liu Zhiqing to lie down and rest, and prohibited her from live broadcasting, but only posted on Weibo.

As soon as it was posted on Weibo, it naturally attracted tens of millions of fans. Some asked for live broadcasts, some asked for selfies, and some even asked for a concert.

Chuhe himself began to think, how should Liu Zhiqing thank her fans?
Taking a selfie is too insincere. It’s okay to live broadcast, but it feels like that. It’s too exaggerated to hold a concert, so it’s not acceptable.

In the evening, Chuhe, who was cooking black chicken soup, received a call from Zhang Jing. Her company had already confirmed the project of the appreciation party.

"Mr. Chu, after careful discussion in our company, we have decided to hold a small online concert for Ms. Liu and sing all the songs from the album "Proud". What do you think?" Zhang Jing was utterly ignorant, and her words were full of excitement.

Chuhe raised his eyebrows, an online concert?

He asked what it was specifically, and Zhang Jing also replied: "Online concerts first emerged in 04. On the basis of traditional concerts, electronic live broadcast and replay tickets were sold. Watch the concert live."

"The live broadcast industry was completely immature in 04. At that time, video sites took over. I remember that there were [-] offline viewers and more than [-] online viewers. It was a sensation."

Zhang Jing briefly said that she highly admires the online concert model.

But Chuhe shook his head again and again: "It's too exaggerated, there is no need to make it so big, and I can't make money from fans anymore. Zhiqing has not reached the point where she can make money from singing, so she can't be in a hurry."

Although Liu Zhiqing has sold 30 albums, she is just a new singer with no real background. It would be too unkind to hold a concert to make money at the thank you party.

"Mr. Chu, don't worry, we've discussed this issue before, and we won't be so short-sighted." Zhang Jing said with a smile, "This online concert is small, and the offline audience will be selected through a lottery on Weibo, with a total of 500 people. As for the online viewers, as many people as you want can watch it for free, and we can cooperate with the live broadcast platform to bear all the expenses."

This is more or less the same, it is no different from singing in the music restaurant back then. To put it bluntly, it is a live singing in another place, with [-] offline audiences at the same time.

"That's good, that's good. I'll go and talk to Zhiqing." Chu He agreed, and then he went to tell Liu Zhiqing, who was lying down and reading books in every possible way.

Liu Zhiqing immediately sat up when she heard it, full of excitement: "Online concert? Where will it be held? Wow, I have fantasized about holding a concert before!"

Liu Zhiqing also likes this idea very much, it can not only thank fans, but also satisfy her own fantasy. A concert with 500 people is not small, and many singers' live shows are not of this scale.

"Lie down for me, I'll feed you black chicken soup later, don't move around." Chu He was more concerned about Liu Zhiqing's wound.

"I'm not in pain anymore, and it's not really hurt, why is it so precious." Liu Zhiqing was funny and annoyed, and kicked her leg to show that the pain was gone.

Chuhe's throat moved: "It really doesn't hurt anymore?"

The light of desire appeared in his eyes.

Liu Zhiqing took a look, and immediately covered her stomach and cried out in pain: "Oh, it hurts so much, maybe I won't be able to touch it for ten years, woo woo woo."

It's over, Mr. President gradually faded away.

"Okay, okay, stop pretending, talk to Zhang Jing, I'll go see the soup." Chu He patted Liu Zhiqing, and went down to look at the black-bone chicken soup.

Liu Zhiqing giggled and called Zhang Jing.

As soon as the phone call was made, Liu Zhiqing became serious, with her hair pulled back, her legs crossed, her gaze steady, and she was a proper domineering president.

"Zhang Jing, where is that online concert held? When will it be held?" Liu Zhiqing asked.

Zhang Jing immediately replied in the tone of a subordinate: "Miss Liu, if everything goes well, we will hold an online concert next Wednesday at the Jiangcheng International Convention and Exhibition Center, so you don't have to travel far."

"As for the audience, we can draw a lottery on Weibo today, select [-] lucky audiences, and be responsible for their travel expenses, and invite them to Jiangcheng to listen to your concert."

Zhang Jing explained in detail that her company now has the capital to hold concerts, after all, the album "Proud" was earned with blood.

"Okay, I will give you Weibo, you can run it, it's hard work."

(End of this chapter)