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The president began to take responsibility: "Didn't you say that you selected a work with a high popularity? This is the work you selected for me. It was dumped by more than 400 million downloads in just one night. Where is the popularity? ?”

Among them, a representative lowered his head and replied weakly: "President, "Regret" won nearly 600 million downloads in one night, which is actually very high. Our May season rankings in Zuzhou came down in one night. The No.1 song is only 290 million, if "Regret" hits the list on our side, it will be no problem to secure the number one... Mainly..."

The vice president finished the last sentence for the representative: "The main reason is that Lin Yao is too evil."

After the president heard what they said, his temper really became more and more irritable.

However, I don't know which representative added on purpose: "President, we didn't intend to intercept Lin Yao's King Conferring War. The main reason was that you said you were going to snipe him, and now our entire association is following along with you." shame."

The president, who was already irritable, became angry when he heard this sentence: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"President, now is not the time to get angry. We must find a way to calm the public opinion. Now in our Zuzhou, many people are criticizing us on the official website." The vice president was worried.

After all, they are official organizations, and taking the initiative to provoke associations in other countries will definitely arouse public outrage.

Especially some Zuzhou students studying in Huaguo, even those students are despised by Huaguo people.

"He... Intuit!" The president spat fiercely, and shouted: "What kind of public opinion needs to be quelled? Taking ten thousand steps back, the war of sniping other people's kings has happened in all countries in a year, and it can be found everywhere. Why are you just staring at us this time?"

"It's mainly because someone is following the rhythm." The vice president's eyes were erratic.

"Who dares to take the rhythm? Have you eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard?" The president continued to shout.

Vice President: "Huaguo native, Li Hansheng."

President: "Who is Li Hansheng?" He has no memory of the name, only feels a little familiar, but can't remember who it is.

Vice President: "During the exchange meeting, he was the leader of the Los Angeles team."

President: "...is that him?"

The vice president took out his mobile phone and opened one of the posts: "This is one of the posts posted by Li Hansheng."

[The two word gods in your Zuzhou are still lying in our hospital, but the Music Association is thinking about how to attack Feng Wangzhan. Isn't this approach a bit too wicked? 】

[Zuzhou people are really small-minded. 】

[I wonder how Wang Xian and Lin Xi will feel when they see it in the hospital?I just want to say, well done! 】

[Continue next time, next year after Lin Yao has won the song, let's be more ruthless, don't throw all rubbish songs on the list. 】

[By the way, Mr. Wang Xian asked me to bring a message to the president of your association. He said that he is waiting for you in the hospital. 】

[Finally, I would like to see those old men from the Zuzhou Music Association admitted to Los Angeles Hospital, and we, Chuxing, will help you reimburse 5% of your medical expenses. 】

Wang Xian, who was still lying in the intensive care unit, was lying on the gun again out of nowhere, but he didn't say anything, it was all made up by Li Hansheng.

Those old men who were over half a century old almost had a heart attack when they saw this post.

"Vulgar!" A representative was furious: "Listen, is what he said human? Only 5% of the reimbursement, who do you look down on?"

However, the president glared at him: "Do you really want to live in?"

The representative immediately shut up.

The vice president said again: "Since this public opinion cannot be quelled, then find someone to take the blame."

The president asked: "Have you chosen someone?"

The vice president nodded: "Let the Huaguo branch take the blame. Since it's a music matter, let that Huang Tianhua from the composition department take the blame. Try to divert as much public anger as possible."

Chairman: "Is there a phone?"

Vice President: "Yes, fight now!"

Just call as soon as you say, contact Huang Tianhua directly in the meeting room.

"Hello?" Director Huang's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's me, the vice president." He went straight to the point, telling the seriousness of the matter, and made it clear that their composition department would be blamed.

"Back the blame? What's the reason?" Huang Tianhua's tone gradually turned cold.

"Reason? What reason is needed? It is your honor to take the responsibility of the Branch Guild Association."

"Are you ordering me as a vice president? Or as the chairman of Zu Xing?" Huang Tianhua's tone was very gloomy, as if his expression was not very good-looking.

"Of course, as the vice president of the Zuzhou Music Association, the chairman of your family will bow his head when he sees me. In this way, I will chat with your chairman later and give you this year's year-end award..."

"Fuck your mother!"

On the other end of the phone, Huang Tianhua cursed: "Fuck you, you, a native of Zuzhou, dare to teach me how to do things? I'm from Hua, and I won't serve you, a grandson of Zuzhou."

Because the hands-free was turned on, everyone in the conference room fell silent upon hearing this sentence.

After a while, the president said in person: "Director Huang, I am the president of the Zuzhou Music Association. We just want to..."

"Meet you, uncle!" Huang Tianhua interrupted him, cursing: "I've been annoyed by this incident, and I'm going to take a vacation to adjust for a period of time, but you want me to take the blame? I **** my ancestors!"

"dududu~"

Director Huang hung up the phone immediately after scolding, he didn't want to serve this group of grandchildren.

"Damn it, hate it!" The president yelled in anger, and the roar was endless: "How dare a small manager of a branch company scold me?"

……

……

Bloom.

The number of downloads of "I really want to love this world" is getting higher and higher, Zhou Ye's three consecutive championships are already a certainty.

Therefore, the company's top management specially invited the whole company to have a big meal, which was paid for by the board of directors.

This kind of thing is really worth celebrating.

The board of directors also made a generous move, directly contracting the restaurant floor of the five-star hotel next door.

After all, the current blooming has already moved towards companies like Chuxing and Leiting.

Blooming's revenue is actually similar to that of the four major music companies Chuxing, Thunder, Zhanmang, and Star Entertainment.

But I believe that soon, a word god will be born.

During this period of time, the flowers are celebrating, and the fans are also celebrating. It can be said that when Zhou Ye is about to win the song king, it is almost universal celebration.

Almost all major forums have been maxed out:

"Congratulations to Mr. Zhou Ye, your wish has come true, and you will be awarded the title of King of Singers."

"It's not easy, have you waited a long time for this moment?"

"I recalled the time when I was in the college entrance examination. In order to wait for the results of the college entrance examination, I was really anxious during that time. I believe Teacher Zhou Ye also felt this way a while ago, right?"

"I have to say that Eleven is really strong. If you say that you are the king of singers, you really won it."

"It's just a little uncomfortable. The king of singers has come out. I guess next year will continue to win a queen of songs, right?"

"In other words, in the second half of the year, I won't be able to hear the new songs of Eleven?"

"Ah? Where did you hear that you won't be the queen of the song until next year on the [-]th?"

"Does this still need to be heard? It's simply unbearable unless you have six songs in stock and the quality is even higher."

"That's right, for someone as steady as Eleven, if he is not sure, he will definitely not continue to make the list."

"Oh, I feel a little uncomfortable when I hear that I may not be able to listen to Eleven's new songs for half a year. I don't know what's going on."

"However, next year's [-]th doesn't necessarily have to be the Queen of Songs, it's also possible to have two Kings of Songs."

"That's right, either one singer and one queen, or two singers, or two queens."

"Didn't Mr. Zhou Ye form a group with Mr. Zhou Jie? Young boy, will Zhou Jie be the next song king?"

"..."

Chapter 193 One Party in Difficulty and All Parties Supported

"I really want to love this world" sprinted for more than ten days, and as of the morning of May No. 12, the number of downloads was 7961.97 million.

The No.2 song "Regret" only has more than 2000 million, and it is almost impossible to catch up.

The Music Association is not afraid of being slapped in the face, and announced at noon that day:

[This year, Hualiu added another singer, the newcomer: Zhou Ye (company: Blooming). 】

[Songwriter who completed the Battle of the King: Lin Yao (stage name: Eleven)]

[Relevant certification honor awards and titles will be completed within one working day. 】

Although many people expected that Zhou Ye would win the song king, after the official announcement of the Music Association, many colleagues sent congratulatory messages.

Even the word gods like Zhao Tianlong and Ye Wuhen joined in the fun.

Zhao Tianlong: [Seeing Lin Yao stepping up to the height of Cishen step by step, it really reminds me of how I used to walk the road of becoming a god. To be honest, I am no longer Lin Yao's opponent. He is now His level is above mine, although it is only a gold medal, but I believe that next year he will be able to become a god smoothly. 】

……

Bloom Composition Department.

In the afternoon, Director Lai wanted to ask Ah Yao to get together after work: "Ah Yao, now that the king of singers has been announced, you should be able to take a good rest for the next half a year, and prepare for next year by the way, anyway, no matter what Next year, will I be crowned the king or queen of the song?"

"Ah Yao, you can finally relax for half a year. Tonight, one of the composition department counts as one, and you must be present." Zhang Dehua also laughed. Since Lin Yao's rise, he has really become decadent, just like Wang Zifan. I don't create much anymore.

If there is no inspiration, they will not take the initiative to rush for performance, and it is enough to eat the income of previous works.

"By the way, where's Sister Hui?" Lin Yao didn't say much, in fact, what he wanted was to continue to compete next month.

On the road of winning [-] consecutive championships, I have already won the championship for five months, why not go all out?

However, in this cheerful atmosphere, let's not mention the matter of continuing to make the list next month.

"Sister Hui?" Dehua looked at Ding Yuan's former office: "Huh? I saw her at noon."

"At two or three o'clock, I seemed to see her leave in a hurry." Wang Zifan said with a cup of coffee in his hand, "I was sitting in the rest area at the time, and I could see very clearly. I looked very anxious, and there must be something urgent."

"Sister Hui asked me for leave to return to Zhen'an." Director Lai said truthfully: "It's okay, let's get together tonight."

After work, Director Lai found a food stall and invited all the employees of the composition department to have dinner.

However, Lin Yao was thinking not to let the supervisor spend money this time: "Director, since it is for me to celebrate, then I will treat this meal, don't compete with me."

After the food was served, they were obviously employees of the composition department. Three or four tables gathered together to create a dining atmosphere, and even guessed the code at the end.

"Dehua, I told you to stop playing if you don't know how to guess numbers. If you lose ten hands in a row, I suspect that you are thirsty and want to drink." Jin Yangming looked at Zhang Dehua with a slightly nauseous expression.

"What do you know, I'm drinking to relieve my worries." Zhang Dehua sighed: "Fucking Lao Wang, who agreed to be single together, whoever gets out of the single first is the dog, but he became the dog first."

Wang Zifan, who was eating vegetables at the side, was inexplicably lying down.

"I think of last year, when we had a party, Ah Yuan was still there, and now he has become the president of a big company. Now that we are partying, I always feel that something is missing." After Zhang Dehua finished speaking, he rushed directly to the toilet, probably throwing up from drinking. .

When Dehua came back, he saw that the expressions of the people at several tables were very solemn, and he glanced at the TV not far away from time to time.

Even Lin Yao is the same.

Out of curiosity, Zhang Dehua patted Lin Yao on the shoulder and asked with a smile, "I said what's wrong with you all? Everyone's expressions are so dignified. Didn't I just throw up? It's not like that, come on, let's continue drinking."

No one ignored him.

Lin Yao and many of them were watching the TV in the distance.

Zhang Dehua followed their gazes, and the smile on his face slowly dissipated, replaced by solemnity.

There is a certain news station on the TV.

News of a major earthquake is being broadcast.

What's more, it was a big earthquake that happened in Zhen'an City, and it is said that it has reached a magnitude of 8.0.

Not only the news on TV, but even on the Internet, the news about the Zhen'an earthquake was spreading wildly.

It happened at two o'clock in the noon, and now many rescue teams are rushing to Zhen'an.

As of now around [-]:[-] p.m., more than a dozen county towns have been affected.

Already more than five cities have begun to set up security relief teams and rushed to Zhen'an City.

"Level 8.0?" Zhang Dehua woke up on the spot, staring at the TV: "How could there be such a terrifying earthquake? No...it's at Zhen'an's side?"

Wang Zifan's brows were almost furrowed into a rope: "No wonder Sister Hui asked for leave from the supervisor after two o'clock... Could it be that the withering company was also collapsed by the earthquake?"

"Keep your mouth shut if you can't speak." Zhang Dehua shouted at him, this kind of juncture is not the time to joke.

Lin Yao wanted to call Ding Yuan, but no one answered after calling four times.