[182] Today, we are all Song Chui

Xiao Wei was so enthusiastic that she finished writing a long article with a wave of her hands.

"An epoch-making album, Song Baoyu finally began to look forward to her ambitions."

The title is not UC, but it does reflect Xiaowei's excitement.

"Everyone knows that I am a standard Song Chuan.

I do not deny this.

And after hearing this album today, I am very honored to be a Song Chui.

Song Baoyu, she is indeed a different singer. "

"Through this album, Song Baoyu has also established his own special personal style.

Strength, passion, surging, make people positive ~ up.

While her singing brings happiness to others, it also spreads an optimistic and open-minded spirit.

Perhaps what is lacking in today's Chinese music scene is exactly this type of song. "

However, this time Xiaowei's article praising Song Baoyu from beginning to end did not cause any disturbance at all.

Because, all the music critics on the whole network are crazy about Song Baoyu.

What a once-in-a-century musical genius, the girl who will lead the future Chinese music scene...

The more exaggerated, the more exaggerated.

In contrast, Xiaowei's bragging is really too ordinary.

As soon as Tang Fei saw an article praising Song Baoyu on the Internet, she pasted and copied it to Song Baoyu's mother fan group.

"Oh! This person speaks well.

Yubao, the concept of this album is much higher than those of love love love. "

"This is good, this is good!

Song Baoyu is a talented female singer who can leave a deep mark in the Chinese music scene. "

Every time Tang Fei posted a new message, it always sparked a series of heated discussions in the group.

It was as if this group of strong women who were worth tens of millions of dollars had been waiting in front of their mobile phones all day, waiting to see how others would praise Song Baoyu.

"Mr. Tang, I'm sorry! I'm sorry..."

Throughout the day today, Tang Fei was in a particularly happy mood.

A company subordinate accidentally bumped into Tang Fei, she also smiled and waved her hand indifferently.

"Boss Tang is in a good mood today."

"It's more than good! Did you see the smile that couldn't help showing on the corner of his mouth.

It's like your own child is being praised by others. "

Compared with the joy of Song Baoyu's fans celebrating together, Hua Chenyu leaned on the chair blankly at this moment, his eyes were dull and motionless.

He couldn't figure out why things turned out like this.

Not long ago, I still had the chance to win, thinking that this bet has been won.

But all this is like a dream, and it is still a nightmare.

Song Baoyu was simply his nightmare.

"Huahua, it's broken platinum!"

Ye Qiao looked at the data, and bitterly told the facts that made Hua Chenyu unbelievable.

"a couple of hours?"

Hua Chenyu's voice was hoarse and his eyes were red. At this moment, he was like a bereaved dog.

Embarrassed and ironic.

"Eighteen hours."

Lost, really lost.

Instead, Hua Chenyu settled down.

Who knows how he spent those eighteen hours.

The real-time data released by Jiaxing Media every hour is like a fateful talisman to him.

During these eighteen hours, the feeling of torment made him unforgettable forever.

"Monster, oh monster!"

Many senior singers in the Chinese music scene were in a daze when they saw such sales.

They felt that this scene was familiar.

Ten years ago, Song Yi, who overshadowed an era, seemed to be like this.

The sales volume of each album is always beyond everyone's expectations, but within reason.

Perhaps from this moment on, the Chinese music world has officially entered the era of Song Baoyu.

"Boss Yang, Boss Yang, Bao Yu won!"

Fat Di cheerfully pushed Yang Mi's office away and informed her of the good news as soon as possible.

"Is it?"

Although Yang Mi was extremely calm, her trembling hands showed her inner agitation.

Won!

Finally won.

"Have fun, Boss Yang!"

Yang Mi couldn't help but glance at the potato chips in Fatty's arms.

Fatty nervously hid the potato chips behind him.

I blame myself for being too excited just now, and even brought potato chips in.

Now, it's time to be scolded again.

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Yang Mi walked up to her side with a thump, and then grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into her mouth under Fatty's incredulous eyes.

"Today, the boss is happy and allows you to eat snacks for a day."

Fatty jumped up all of a sudden, cheering non-stop.

"Long live the boss, long live the boss Yang."

Looking at the noisy Jiaxing Media, everyone was happy about Song Baoyu's album sales.

Yang Mi aggressively announced a new piece of news.

"This month, the wages of all employees in the recording department have been raised by 10 points.

All employees of Jiaxing Media will double their bonuses this month. "

"Wow! The boss is magnificent, the boss is awesome!"

"Long live Boss Yang, Long live Jiaxing Media, and Long live Song Baoyu."

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Lying on the floor of the dance studio, Song Baoyu couldn't help showing a proud smile when he heard the warm cheers outside.

Even if she never questioned her record.

However, after the results were actually announced, her tense heart was relieved.

I'm the best.

I must be able to become a big star.

Clenching his fists tightly and encouraging himself, Song Baoyu stood up again and began to practice dancing.

After practicing with Fatty for so long, she deeply felt what it was like to have her talent crushed.

As expected of a race with inherent talent for singing and dancing, even though Fatty is so plump, his figure after dancing is still so enchanting and agile.

She is completely incomparable.

Still need to practice more...

Yang Mi wanted to share the joy of this moment with her goddaughter Song Baoyu.

I came to the dance studio with Fatty, but through the window, I saw a figure practicing diligently.

"Oh! Baoyu must be practicing again..."

Fat Di sincerely admired Song Baoyu's diligence.

"Pang Di, your talent is not bad!

It's this hard work..."

Yang Mi glanced at Fatty, she was really angry.

"Boss Yang, I really can't compare you to being a daughter!

This is too curly.

I've already called her the king of rolls now. "Several.

[183] ​​The biggest Song Chuan is your official media (seeking a monthly ticket)

The general trend is over, the outcome is set.

In the face of Song Baoyu's album sales, Hua Chenyu wanted to resist stubbornly and have a thicker skin.

He never thought that he would lose.

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