Everyday heroes

Chapter 300 The Heartbroken Call

"Hi Aria, after reviewing your account, Aria has met the standards for signing with the high-energy alliance. Do you have any relevant signing intentions?" Of course, the official staff did not come to chat with him, and soon got straight to the point.

Signing the contract? Guan Lang hesitated for a moment.

It just so happened that the other party also passed on the signed contract, and Guan Lang clicked on the document with an attitude of looking at it.

After reading the obligations and rights stated in the contract, Guan Lang pondered for a moment before slowly replying on his mobile phone: "I'm sorry, I have no intention to sign a contract."

In the operation department of the headquarters building of Station B, in a not-so-open single-room office, a slightly fat woman in her 30s was sitting at a desk, looking at the reply on the chat box, her face a little stunned.

The invitation of the High Energy Alliance is a dream platform for most up owners.

Those who can be favored by the operation manager must be at least waist or head up masters with more than 50 fans.

Generally speaking, the up masters who receive the invitation are willing to accept it. After all, there are not many obligations to be fulfilled in this contract. Apart from the monthly video update requirement, there are not many hard requirements.

And after signing the contract, you can receive a fixed monthly salary from station B, and you can get more opportunities in many surrounding activities.

Strictly speaking, this contract is only to win over a group of potential up owners and prevent them from being poached or lost by competitors. Most of the conditions in the contract are beneficial to up owners.

She didn't expect the other party to refuse without even thinking.

From the corner of her eye, she paused for a moment on the data report on Aria's fan growth rate and fan activity on the desktop.

Although in terms of the number of fans, more than 80 followers are not considered top up masters, but his potential is really too great.

It has an excellent image and diverse talents, because it became popular in a short period of time, and there is no black history.

If she is allowed to manage it hand in hand, she is even sure to make him the number one Internet celebrity in the whole network.

Therefore, although Guan Lang bluntly refused to sign the contract, the operation manager still did not give up.

"Don't think about it any more? Are you not satisfied with the obligations that need to be fulfilled in the contract? You can also bring it up and discuss it." The manager's hand speed on the keyboard was full.

She already had some guesses in her heart, maybe the other party was holding the idea of ​​raising the price.

She can still tolerate the greed of the other party, because she sees a greater possibility of commercial realization in the other party.

"Yes, I think it's difficult for me to fulfill the requirement of updating at least four videos per month in the contract." Guan Lang saw that the other party was so easy-going, so he didn't put it off, and confessed the reason for his refusal.

Update? Is this something worth agonizing over?The manager who had already thought about the bottom line in his heart was a little bit dumbfounded.

Counting this week, there is not a single video, and there is no limit on the content and duration of the video. Is it difficult to spend some time creating a video? For creators in the living area, the difficulty of updating the request should be the least ?
"Actually, the number of updates is also negotiable, so let's lower it a little bit, how about three a month? If you don't have creative inspiration, we also have an editorial team that can provide you with some guidance and training."

"Let's forget it. I'm not a full-time up owner either. Shooting videos is just for fun. If there are fixed task requirements, it will feel a bit stressful."

"So we change to a minimum of two per month?"

Guan Lang put away the phone.

After a round of consultations with the staff, in the end, he still did not choose to sign the contract.

This is fine now, if you want to post a video, you can post it, and if you don’t want to update it, you can just goo.

And the basic salary after signing the contract is not particularly high.

As for the benefits and temptations offered by the other party, such as more commercial promotions, stronger background recommendations, magazine shootings, variety show activities, and more official resources exaggerating the level of influence to help him realize the promise of becoming an artist, he is not very interested.

If he really wanted to follow the path of the entertainment industry, why use a two-dimensional community platform to promote it? There were too many solicitation emails from economic companies in his mailbox, too many to see.

Therefore, the benefits of the other party are all troubles that he can't avoid, so the staff naturally failed to win over the pigeon

Didn't worry too much about what happened just now.

He took out a book from his backpack and lay down on the bamboo chair to review it quietly.

Reviewing a little earlier also prevents all subjects from being crammed until final exam week.

According to the class notes, he reads extremely fast.

And the moment he saw the handwritten notes written on the book, his brain could clearly recall the memory of the class at that time.

Emphasis, expansion, it was like the sound of the lecture at that time echoed in my head again.

After a while, after going through it once, the key points of the whole book were listed in his mind in an orderly manner according to the classification logic.

With a good memory, it is really handy to review.

Although after reading it in this way, it is naturally impossible to memorize the more than 200 pages of textbooks, but the test points and key points have been printed in my mind like a cocoon.

He had thought it would take longer.

It only took about an hour to review a book.

Of course, it went so smoothly, thanks to the fact that he didn't skip class. He already had the memory of the class in his head. Now that he reads the book at the end of the semester, he can quickly recall the knowledge points through the notes.

Turn off the air conditioner, open the door and walk into the yard.

Now the scorching heat in the afternoon is slowly fading away, without the scorching sun at noon, only the light sun at dusk remains.

The junior high school students who played outside had already left.

The alley suddenly became quiet again.

Only a few rattling sounds came from under the tree more than ten meters away.

Like an old man, Guan Lang moved the reclining chair from the wing room to the pavilion, bouncing it up and down.

A burst of rapid phone ringing disturbed his tranquility.

With a flick of his eyebrows, the zipper in the backpack was torn open out of thin air, and the phone floated out of it instantly, and he grabbed it in the palm of his hand.

Mom's phone.

Guan Lang glanced at the screen and quickly connected.

As soon as he pressed the connect button, a loud cry of sadness and tears rang out from his ears.

"Wow, brother... brother, brother!"

Guan Lang immediately recognized Guan Xiaomei's voice behind the microphone.

"Well, brother is here, what's the matter?" Guan Lang responded softly.

Guan Xiaomei's wailing and whimpering made him feel bad.

"My little tortoise, er, was stepped on by...boys. I won't, little tortoise, die, and I won't move again." Guan Xiaomei choked up and cried intermittently, sucking her nose and sobbing Said with grief.

(End of this chapter)