My Sister is a Big Star

  The hard-core fans who stayed up all night bought their own idol albums for five yuan each, which can be purchased repeatedly for an unlimited number of times. Except for the change in marketing channels from CDs and records to digital albums, other changes have not changed much. For example, there were crazy fans who could spend tens of thousands of tens of thousands to buy idol albums repeatedly. Now it is even simpler. Just increase the amount of album purchases. Just swipe.

Since the launch of the digital album, the annual sales record is 2 million, not money, but the number of albums.

  Starting from 12 o'clock, the album sales of the major stars have increased geometrically, ten, hundreds, thousands... Then the gap between the stars widened, and after the sales reached "10,000" units, the momentum stagnated and the growth was slow. There are only three albums Yiqi Juechen, namely Qin Baobao, Xie Huaian, and Xiangjiang Lao Barou.

   But they are also divided into front and back, the leading is Xiangjiang Lao Barou, followed by Xie Huaian, Qin Baobao temporarily ranked third.

  In the middle of the night, the old bacon was lying on the bed, with a notebook on his belly, repeatedly switching and refreshing on major music websites, watching the sales of his albums continue to grow.

  The wife next to the pillow stood up, leaned her head against the bed, and smiled: "How's it going?"

  Shen Gui said: "First for the time being."

  He switched several music websites to his wife one by one, and the total sales reached an astonishing 30,000 copies, each at five yuan.

  "Just over an hour, sold so many?" His wife said with joy: "This is more profitable than selling CDs before."

Shen Gui smiled about his wife’s misunderstanding. In the era when CDs ruled the market, sales of one million copies were almost the peak. At first glance, it seems to be inferior to digital albums, considering the price of goods at that time and the current currency inflation. , The gold content is absolutely complete digital album.

  Moreover, there were many people who bought albums in that era, and CDs and records were of collection significance.

   "This time the sales champion is safe, right?" his wife asked.

  Sales champion is an important reference standard for popularity and popularity.

  Shen Gui smiled and said: “The chase is very tight. Whether it can establish the position of the sales champion, the most important one week before, I still can’t tell.”

  In spite of that, her expression was very relaxed, she closed her notebook and hugged his wife: "Go to sleep."

  A luxurious five-star hotel suite, Xie Huaian is lying on the sofa, wearing a bathrobe, with a laptop on his lap, and concentrating on browsing major music websites. Chewing gum in his mouth, the silver men's earring on his left ear shone.

  On the big bed a few meters away, lying on the sleeping female partner, light brown hair is spread on the white pillowcase, and the snow-white round scented shoulders are looming.

   After brushing for a while, he saw the gap with Shen Gui gradually widening, and the baby Qin behind him was biting very tightly, and he might overtake him at any time.

  His delicately trimmed brows are tightly furrowed, no, it’s not safe to go on like this, he must fight for one. The title of sales champion in the same period can give him a not thin layer of gold.

  Xie Huaian logged in to Weibo, turned on the camera function, took a look at the female partner, adjusted the angle, and prevented any "suspicious" things from entering.

   "Crack!"

  A selfie.

   "It’s hard to sleep late at night, the new album is online, please support."

  Some fans immediately replied on Weibo, these days, there are not too many people who cultivate immortals late at night.

   "An An is handsome."

   "Hurry up and open the bathrobe."

  "I have been buying, I have already swiped twenty of them."

  "Same as above!"

  "50 cards have been swiped, and pocket money has been killed."

   "No interest upstairs, this little money is nothing, I have already put in all my pocket money for next month."

   "We must top An'an to the championship."

   "This is a bit difficult, Shen Gui's fans are crazy."

   "An'an, you take off your bathrobe. I'll buy a thousand copies. It's up to you to let the benefits go."

   "Like, there are benefits and motivation."

   "Take off that nasty bathrobe."

   "Puff, want welfare? How come this routine is so familiar, I just came from Qin Baobao Weibo, and her fans are crying for welfare."

   "Haha, her fans are simply unscrupulous."

  Xie Huaian read the comments enthusiastically, and when he saw this, he shook his head and laughed.

  Baby Qin has risen to fame in just three months. The speed of climbing is terrible. It took him two years to get to where he is today. It is already very fast. Thanks to the unspoken rules of IP speculation in the market today, he wanted to become popular quickly, only relying on his work: a ratings. Rate sweeping TV dramas in the same file, or a golden song that has been popular all over the country.

  Instead of buying news, swiping your face, and going on a few variety shows, it will be the top line.

  Baby Qin’s promotion speed like a monkey is due to her appearance, the best template to scramble the IP, and the few enduring quality songs. It can be described as a collection of ip and works.

  Fortunately, this time Baby Qin’s single album is not the work of her brother.

  Late night.

  Baby Qin was suddenly awakened by the ringtone of his mobile phone, half-squinted, groping around the pillow indiscriminately.

   "Oh," I didn't touch the phone, but grabbed Wang Zijin's face.

   "Here, under my pillow." Wang Ziyan frowned and handed her the phone.

  Baby Qin said "Oh", feeling deeply sleepy, and answered the call with a dazed expression, "Who is it."

   "Baby, did you forget to post the photo." Li Yanhong's voice came from the loudspeaker, very anxious.

   "What photo?" Qin Baobao said blankly.

"My aunt, did you really forget?" Li Yanhong said, "Didn’t you let you post on Weibo to appeal for fans’ support? It’s already past twelve o’clock. You haven’t posted on Weibo yet, so I said the ranking is unscientific. , You are now in third place. Fans don’t know that Qin Ze will write songs for you, the publicity is not in place."

  Baby Qin remembered. He originally said that he would post a Weibo before the album was released to appeal for fans’ support. The photos are all ready. They are the pictures that Qin Ze is monitoring by the sound engineer. Netizens all know that there is a golden sign at Bao Bao Qin's house, and many fans said, "We don't listen to songs written by Qin Ze."

  But Baby Qin stayed until eleven o'clock, didn't hold on, fell asleep.

   "Oh, don't worry, it's gold that always shines. This is just now on the shelves."

   "You are calmer than me." Li Yanhong mumbled.

  Newcomers are most likely to suffer from gains and losses, and then eager for quick success and short gains. When you see a bad review, you will feel very worried. Li Yanhong is this kind of psychology. Although she is not a newcomer in the workplace, she has brought out such a popular singer as Qin Baobao for the first time.

   "I'll post it now," Baby Qin finished speaking and hung up the phone.

  The prince groaned "Oh oh oh," he raised his hand and punched Baby Qin's ass, complaining: "I wake up people in the middle of the night, I sleep lightly, it is difficult to fall asleep."

  She gets up very angry.

  Baby Qin held her best friend's head and pressed it on her plump chest: "Goodbye, sister coax you to sleep."

   "Be careful, I bite you," Wang Ziyan struggled out of her chest and hummed, "Don't sleep with you."

  Baby Qin's phoenix eyes narrowed, and he said in a negative test: "Little hoof, are you exposed."

  "What is exposed?" Wang Ziyan was at a loss.

   "You obviously want to sleep with Aze." Baby Qin exhaled.

   "Why, I can sleep in the living room." Wang Ziyan cried out.

Baby Qin turned over, straddled her girlfriend's slender waist, pressed her shoulders, lowered her face, and pointed her nose against her, and said, "Speak up, we have been in friendship for so many years. If you really like my pig, I will treat him Give it to you."

  The prince left the beginning and refused to admit: "Nonsense, I don't like Qin Ze."

A flash of excitement flashed in Baby Qin's eyes, and the corners of her mouth provoked, and she said in a persuasive manner: "Don't deny it, look at my family Aze, he is handsome, he writes songs, cooks deliciously, and makes so much money from stocks. Look, where can I find such a good man now. If you like it, just say it, we are sisters, can I help you?"

  The prince said in his heart, when did your dazzling brother crazy demon change sex, the smart prince immediately knew that he was being brought to the rhythm by his girlfriend, and he said: "So good, you can marry him."

  Baby Qin felt like he was pierced by a sharp sword from his best friend, and was about to be squeezed out of Xiaolai under the leather robe. The moist black eyes flashed with a panic, and he cursed: "Bah, you old witch, he is my brother who is good."

  The prince joked: "Ouch, I'm guilty."

   "Shut up and watch me tear your mouth." Baby Qin reached out to tear Wang Ziyan's mouth.

  The two wrestled on the bed, gasping and shouting intertwined.

   "Boom boom boom!"

   Fierce knocking on the door accompanied Qin Ze’s shout: "Neurotic, I can’t sleep in the middle of the night, why don’t I go to work tomorrow?"

  The two of them lost their fire instantly.

  Baby Qin exclaimed: "What kind of fierce, I will go to sleep."

   "Hey, your photo hasn't been posted yet." Wang Zijin reminded.

   "Oh oh, I almost forgot." Baby Qin lay down, logged on Weibo with his mobile phone, uploaded a photo, and accompanied the word: "Thank you for helping me, okay."