Entertainment: God-level nanny

Chapter 20 How to promote the song?

Turn on Penguin Music.

Jiang Changqing was about to search for songs when he suddenly remembered that he didn't even know the name of Su Yiming's song.

Raising his head, Jiang Changqing asked awkwardly: "Yiming, what's the name of your song?"

""The Ordinary Road"."

Su Yiming didn't care and said, "I guess there aren't many downloads. How long has it been uploaded just now?"

"Let me see……"

Jiang Changqing searched for it, and his voice was a little surprised: "Hey, this song of yours... holy shit, 1.3 downloads?"

"real or fake?"

Su Yiming was stunned for a moment and looked at Jiang Changqing's mobile phone.

On the Penguin Music client, on the "Ordinary Road" song search page, his song is ranked at the top:

"The Ordinary Road", singer: Su Yiming, downloads: 1.4, comments: 1391.

"I was thinking about it just now. When you sang in the coffee shop, you didn't mention the name of the song. Even if it was uploaded to the Internet, not many people would download it in the early stage."

Jiang Changqing said with emotion: "It seems that I still underestimated the popularity of this song. I can't imagine the number of downloads in the future."

Even though netizens don’t even know the title of this song, the number of downloads has exceeded 10,000. Is there anything more amazing than this?

"It's all luck."

Su Yiming smiled and said, "If netizens didn't like it, there would be no such popularity."

"I think if the publicity is in place, the number of downloads will explode in the past few days."

Jiang Changqing took the conversation, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said:

"How about you promote it yourself? Since you are so popular on DouLe, you should be able to accumulate a large number of fans soon."

"Forget it about Dou Le."

Su Yiming waved his hands repeatedly, "Now that I have entered the entertainment industry, if I am labeled as an Internet celebrity, it will be difficult to tear it off.

I'd better keep my feet on the ground. "

In the memory of Su Yiming's previous life, there are many Internet celebrity anchors who have transitioned from short video platforms to the entertainment industry, but none of them can get rid of the label of 'Internet celebrity'!

Among them, there are many singing and performing anchors with strong professional abilities.

But no matter how powerful you are, you are still an Internet celebrity, and you can’t hide from this identity!

"Hey, what's up?"

Jiang Changqing didn't think it mattered. He said: "Aren't there many celebrities who have come to DouLe now? They also live broadcast to sell goods and so on.

Even if they make a lot of money, they are still prosperous in the entertainment industry, why no one says they are Internet celebrities, and besides..."

"Hey, He Miao, use chopsticks to pick up vegetables, don't grab them with your hands!"

When Jiang Changqing was talking about this, Su Yiming saw He Miao finishing the chicken legs and grabbing vegetables with his hands, and said quickly:

"When you go to kindergarten, if you still grab food with your hands, the children will laugh at you."

"what?"

Xiao Hemiao blinked and said doubtfully: "Why?"

"This is unhygienic."

Su Yiming took out a wet tissue to wipe He Miao's hands and said, "Do the other children know how to use chopsticks?"

"Really?"

Xiao Hemiao's little face almost wrinkled up. She picked up the chopsticks and tried them, saying:

"But is it inconvenient to eat like this?"

"What's the inconvenience? It's you, stupid little girl!"

Jiang Changqing tapped He Miao's head lightly with the tip of his chopsticks and laughed.

"Oops, it hurts. Uncle Qing, stinky fat man, hit me on the head again!"

Xiao Hemiao quickly covered the place where Peking University was just now with her hands, and said angrily:

"Dad said you can't hit me on the head too often. If you hit me on the head again, I will become stupid!"

"Girl, can you stop acting so exaggerated?"

Jiang Changqing said angrily: "Did I try too hard? I'm still stupid. You're not smart to begin with!"

"Just be smart, just be smart!"

Xiao Hemiao stared at Jiang Changqing with big eyes, and her little silver teeth were almost broken.

Su Yiming can guarantee that his daughter must be holding back on how to take revenge on Jiang Changqing.

"It's just stupid, it's just stupid!" Jiang Changqing got into a fight with He Miao.

"Come on, Changqing."

Su Yiming said dumbfounded: "Why are you competing with your children?"

"Who is competing? I am correcting her point of view!"

Jiang Changqing's face turned red and he was still arrogant.

"Yes, yes, I see, you are not much different from a child."

Su Yiming shook his head helplessly, "Should we continue the topic just now?"

"Huh? Where did you talk about it?"

Jiang Changqing hammered his head: "Oh, those celebrities are gathering together on the short video platform!"

"Different."

Su Yiming thought for a moment and said something that sounded a bit difficult to pronounce:

“It is difficult to move from an Internet celebrity to the entertainment industry, but it is very easy to move from the entertainment industry to an Internet celebrity.

Because when people think of them, their first thought is often of celebrities, and their second thought is of influencers! "

"This won't work, and that won't work either. Then I can only do nothing and just watch?"

Jiang Changqing also felt that Su Yiming was too cautious, "Why don't you try posting on Weibo?"

"No, I don't have a Weibo account either?"

Jiang Changqing shook his head, "Besides, even if you post on Weibo, how many people will see it?"

In his previous life, he was a movie, TV and singing superstar, but he did use Weibo, and he had more than 6 million fans and a large fan base.

If there is any new news, just post one or two Weibo posts on Weibo, and the effect will be astonishing.

"Don't worry!"

Jiang Changqing smiled mysteriously, "As long as you post it on Weibo, I guarantee that the name of your song will be known to the majority of netizens by tomorrow."

"You're still trying to get into trouble with me."

Su Yiming laughed, "Okay, I'll register a Weibo account soon. I want to see what you can do."

"Listen to me, you're right."

Jiang Changqing picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Su Yiming.

……

Dinner lasted until 9pm.

A bottle of 30-year-old Moutai was drunk by the two of them.

Su Yiming helped Jiang Changqing, who was a little tired, back downstairs. When he came back, He Miao was already asleep on the sofa.

There was a blanket covering her small body, and she didn't know where she pulled it out.

"This little girl."

Su Yiming shook his head, gently picked up the He Miao and carried him into the bedroom.

Su Yiming quietly closed the bedroom door, and then began to clean up the dining room and kitchen.

I have been busy for about 10 minutes before finally cleaning up.

on the sofa.

"By the way, you have to register a Weibo account."

Su Yiming took his mobile phone, downloaded the Xianlang Weibo app, and then applied for an account according to the instructions.

Fortunately, the nickname 'Su Yiming' has not been registered yet, otherwise he would have to think of another Weibo name.

After filling in his personal information, Su Yiming intercepted an image from the singing video in the cafe as his avatar.

It's easy to say, it's just the profile of him playing the piano and singing, his face is very clear.

This can be regarded as a clever trick by Su Yiming.

Otherwise, how would netizens know that he was the one singing in the coffee shop?

"Hello everyone, my name is Su Yiming.

Thank you very much to all the netizens for their love of "The Ordinary Road".

At present, this song has been officially launched on Penguin Music. Friends who like to listen can download it.

thank you all! "

Without wasting too much time, Su Yiming simply edited the content and attached the music link of "The Ordinary Road" below.

Click to publish!

Leave the rest to Jiang Changqing!

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