Entertainment begins with Charlotte's troubles

Some of the staff did not dare to take a breath, held their breath, and followed the changes of the curve with their eyes.

There are 80.00 million TV users in the country. At least 1.6% of them are online during this time period, which means that [-] million users are watching TV, and [-]% of them watch Shonan Satellite TV.

160 million households, one household counts four people, 640 million people.

This number is the best ratings for Happy Camp, which usually sweeps the country.

1.2%, 1.3%, 1.4%, 1.5%, suddenly, the graph soared, jumping three percentage points in an instant, reaching 1.8%.

The leader of the stage said excitedly: "Who is on stage now!"

When this happens, it is usually the appearance of a popular star, which drives a large number of fans to watch.

Next to it, the staff who had been watching the live broadcast turned around their laptops and said in a trembling voice, "It's Wu Fan and Cheng Weiting."

In the picture, the two sang and danced to the League of Broken Lovers. Tens of thousands of spectators roared like a tsunami, waving light sticks one by one, illuminating the entire night scene.

After the chorus, there was another passionate English song for each person.

"Hu, hu, hu!"

At the backstage of the party, Lin Xun was dressed in a black windbreaker. Lin Xun, who was about to go on stage, took several deep breaths and shook off the sweat from his palms.

Being on such a big stage for the first time, I was a little nervous.

His playing position is just stuck in the middle, being behind Wu Fan does not mean that his popularity is only a little behind Wu Fan, on the contrary, his popularity in the middle is the worst.

With three big names appearing one after another, the audience's expectations will become more and more flat. If there is no buffer in the middle, no matter how big the big players come out later, they will not feel it.

Only when there is a comparison can there be a comparison.

"Relax." Han Hong came over and handed Lin Xun a glass of water: "The two of them are not as good as you, so don't stress."

In a venue of 2 people, most people's legs are weak when they go up, and they can talk about whether they can stand up, let alone sing.

Taking a sip, Lin Xun nodded and said, "I think so too."

"Keep it!" Han Hong smiled, put one hand on Lin Xun's shoulder, and said through Wu Fan, who was singing in the side-screen stands, "Are these fans sick? They can't understand the song, and they keep shouting."

There are too many cultural differences, and English songs are not very popular in China, and ordinary fans can't understand them at all.

Of course, if the melody is top-notch and the singing skills are excellent, even if you can't understand it, you can still feel the atmosphere.

Obviously, Wu Fan's singing skills and song melody are not top-notch, and the audience can't understand the song he is singing now, so he is just kidding himself.

Lin Xun shrugged his shoulders: "For brainless fans, it doesn't matter if the idol is handsome or not, singing skills are not considered."

"Thank you Fanfan, thank you Wei Ting, it was really a visual feast, and I give you another round of applause."

On stage, He Ling and Xie Na hosted

"The next one to appear is a very young singer. He is an actor and a singer. He debuted for half a year, and his songs have swept the major music charts."

"Then who is he?" Xie Na asked cooperatively.

He Ling said loudly into the microphone: "He is, Lin Xun! Welcome!"

Lin Xun exhaled deeply, nodded heavily at Han Hong, and stepped onto the stage.

"Come on!" Clenching his fists, Han Hong encouraged him.

In Rongcheng, Yang Rui's family of four sat on the sofa, staring at the TV intently. When Lin Xun came out, Yang's mother was excited.

"Come here, Xiaolin is here, come on Xiaolin, you are the best!"

"Why are you standing still, you guys shouted at me!"

Yang Xin covered her face: "Mom, there are no outsiders here."

When it comes to chasing stars, the mother of the whole family is the craziest. It is said that Liu Dehua had her in every concert when he was young, and he skipped class and went over the wall to watch the kind.

"Okay, stop arguing, we're going to start singing soon." Yang Rui sat cross-legged on the sofa, hugged her mother's arms, and looked at Lin Xun with little stars in his eyes.

"Lao Yang, go and cut a plate of fruit." Mother Yang kept her eyes on the TV and directed Yang Shuo.

Yang Shuo nodded with tears in his eyes: "Okay."

There are four members of the family, all three are watching TV, and he is the only outsider.

It wasn't like this before.

Since Lin Xun appeared, the little padded jacket has completely leaked.

In Shanghai, the lights in the company are brightly lit, and everyone in the Propaganda Department is not off work and is waiting for news.

In the office, the computer on Jiang Ning's desk was broadcasting the live broadcast of Shonan Satellite TV. As Lin Xun stepped onto the stage step by step, her breathing gradually became heavier.

This New Year's Eve party is a great opportunity for Lin Xun to stand on the top stage in the country and sing to tens of millions of people.

Tomorrow it will be up to him whether he will be a cowherd in the clubhouse or go to work in the sea.

Strange to say, before Lin Xun came to the stage, his heart was pounding in his chest, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he actually calmed down after standing up.

There are crowds of people all around, and at a glance, there are all human heads as densely packed as ants.

The chaotic sounds seemed to merge into a vast ocean, and he stood on top of the ocean, facing the sea breeze.

The dense lights at the scene dimmed and turned into dim blue stars, leaving only a vague figure on the stage.

The figure approached the front of the stage, and put the microphone to his mouth.

"I once turned my youth into her!"

"I also popped out the midsummer at my fingertips!"

"Follow your heart and follow your fate~"

Skip the prelude and sing directly in high pitch without any musical accompaniment.The voice echoed in the venue, clear and clean, without a trace of impurities.

Under the stage, the audience with inexplicable goosebumps held up the light sticks, a little at a loss, and completely fell silent.

Backstage, a group of singers who had been famous for many years rushed to the side screen, wanting to see who the awesome guy who sang a cappella in front of tens of millions of people was.

Lin Xun's rehearsal was at 07:30 in the morning, and no one else was there at that time. Except for the staff, no one had heard his songs at all.

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[86.Chapter 86: On fire, capital enters the market]

The next day, Lin Xun woke up and swiped Weibo according to his usual habits. As expected, after singing the wind, the traffic increased greatly, and his followers increased by several million overnight.