Veteran never die

Chapter 31 Fan Economy
0030 Fan Economy
Comment areas on major platforms.

"Who is this Wang Liang? He's been very popular recently. Is he an actor? What works? I'll go take a look."

"You don't even know this? You're out. Wang Liang is the son of Liu Xing in "Love in the Countryside" and is also an actor."

"Isn't that right? Why did I hear on the news that Wang Liang is a veteran? It's the kind-hearted man who rescued someone on the high-speed rail three days ago. Also, he also took care of the four gangsters who robbed the collection hall this afternoon."

"What do you know? This is hype. The entertainment industry is mixed up? How can it become popular without hype? We writers call this omni-channel. Once it is omni-channel, it will become a big hit!"

"Okay, okay, I really can't stand it anymore, what a bunch of ignorant people. Compulsory science popularization: Wang Liang is a 95-year-old veteran of the Anti-Japanese War, have you watched the latest issue of "Find You"? Talking nonsense here."

"The solution is upstairs."

"+1"

"+10086"

"I watched it! I watched it! The tears I have saved for several years are all crying, tears running."

"It was the first time I saw my dad cry."

"Veteran Wang Liang is so handsome, he will be my male god from now on, everyone, don't compete with me!"

The media spread the news explosively. Wang Liang's name appeared on major apps time and time again. It was hard not to know him or not.

The sailors on social networking platforms such as Weibo, WeChat, and Tielao are no longer calm and act upon hearing the wind.

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"We soldiers, what's the difference, just because we all wear plain military uniforms..."

The phone rang again, and I looked at the caller ID, it was Li Zhanqiu, and Wang Liang picked up the phone.

"Zhanqiu? What's wrong?"

"Master, have you seen the overwhelming news?" Li Zhanqiu asked on the other end of the phone.

"Seeing it, I have personally experienced the power of modern media. It's amazing." Wang Liang smiled wryly.

Li Zhanqiu: "It's like this. After the new episode of the program was broadcast, many viewers called us. Everyone loves you very much and hopes to establish direct communication with you."

"Well, you continue to talk, I'm listening." Why doesn't Wang Liang want the audience to establish a connection?
In this way, there will be more opportunities to popularize revolutionary stories.

"If you can, you can register a Weibo account, and our program team will help you authenticate and add V, so that viewers who love you can use Weibo to interact with you. In this way, you will have more opportunities To publicize the stories of the veterans, so that more people can understand the heroic epics of the martyrs.” Li Zhanqiu understood Wang Liang’s long-cherished wish after a short time with him, and he felt that Weibo was a good tool.

"Of course, I'll register one." Wang Liang's eyes lit up. Weibo is no stranger to him. Although he has never registered before, his children and grandchildren play it.

Weibo has a large user base and a very high level of activity. This suggestion given by Zhanqiu is quite good.

"Okay, after the registration is complete, please write me back, and I will help you authenticate and add V."

"Row."

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"The Development of an Actor" rehearsal room.

Actor Wang Liang is familiarizing himself with his script, and today is the first rehearsal.

Sister Zhang, the manager, ran over in a hurry: "Liangzi, you're hot, you're hot, you're hot!"

Wang Liang was taken aback for a moment, wondering what kind of medicine Miss Zhang had taken wrongly today: "What are you talking about? Why is it so hot?"

"Come and see your Weibo!" Sister Zhang happily stuffed the phone into Wang Liang's hand.

Confused, Wang Liang took the phone and opened the Weibo app. When he saw the number of his fans and private messages, his eyes almost fell out of shock.

The original 40 fans have more than doubled, and have broken through the 100 million mark, and every refresh will increase dozens of fans.

The message bar also exploded, showing 999+. Although there were private messages from fans before, it was not so exaggerated.

"Sister Zhang, what's going on here? You, have you made me a zombie fan?" Wang Liang was overwhelmed, but felt that this was a little unreal, and couldn't help but doubt it.

Weibo fans pay attention to activity, zombie fans are also called dead fans, no amount of eggs will help.

"No way, what am I doing with that thing? It's like this. In the past two days, a veteran named Wang Liang who has the same name as you has become popular. These fans who follow you may be because of this." Sister Zhang explained.

Wang Liang flipped through the news, and then looked at the Weibo comments, and suddenly realized: "I said, I was shocked. This account was not so lively before, no, I have to post a Weibo to explain, I can't rub it The heat of the seniors."

"Come on, Liangzi, this is an opportunity. Your new single will be released next week, why don't you take this opportunity to promote it." Sister Zhang had an idea and suggested.

"No, this is absolutely not possible, even if the new single hits me, I can't do it!" Wang Liang's attitude was very firm.

A person needs to stick to the bottom line, and an artist must have integrity.

"Hey, okay." Sister Zhang shook her head helplessly. The artist she was with was stubborn and stubborn, and she didn't know how to be flexible at all. There was really nothing I could do about him.

Wang Liang immediately edited a Weibo: "Although I know I'm going to lose fans, I still have to say that I'm not the heroic veteran Wang Liang you're looking for."

Wang Liang's heart was bleeding when he wrote this Weibo. He was very happy to see the number of fans breaking through the million mark. This is a milestone.

If you have more than [-] Weibo fans, you are a bulletin board; if you have more than [-] fans, you are like an internal magazine; if you have more than [-] fans, you are a city newspaper; If you are over [-] million, you are the TV station; if you are over [-] million, congratulations, you are CCTV.

Of course, the premise is live fans.

The number of fans also affects the value of its advertising.

Millions of live fans, you can get tens of thousands of yuan in rewards for just posting an advertisement. How tempting do you think it is?
After editing the text, Wang Liang searched [Veteran Wang Liang] with the mentality of giving it a try, and unexpectedly found it.

It seems that they have just registered, and there are only a few hundred fans, but the growth rate is very fast.

Cautiously, Wang Liang checked it. It was not a counterfeit product, but definitely a real big V. The content of the certification was: "Found You" special guest, veteran of the Anti-Japanese War, former commander of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, and military history expert.

He simply added at the end of his edited content: "This is the true deity, manually @老兵王良, pay tribute to the old hero!"

send.

"Huh—let's make the storm more violent." Wang Liang took a long breath after completing this, and he was already mentally prepared to lose hundreds of thousands of followers.

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Wang Weimin's house.

Wang Liang had just completed the certification, and saw someone @自己, so he clicked to check it.

"Found You" official Weibo, People's Liberation Army Military Daily official Weibo, Ju Guo, Zhan Qiu of the tracing group, Yu Jianshe, actor Wang Liang.
What the hell is this actor Wang Liang? !
Oh, it turns out that this young man has the same name as himself.

Yo, still an actor, not bad, not bad.

Wang Liang is not technically blind, he knows how to play all apps, and his operation is as fierce as a tiger.

All kinds of mutual attention, recording and sending the video of the deity, expressing gratitude to the "Found You" official Weibo, etc.
Routine, who wouldn't.

After completing these, Wang Liang looked at his number of fans, and it suddenly soared to 5.

"Damn, this is the fan economy!"

　Uncle Cat’s masterpiece spy war novel "Dark War" is realistic, I regret it for two days after reading it, and regret it for a lifetime if I don’t read it
　　
　
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