He walks the career path in Shurachang

The originally scattered barrage in Shang Heng's live broadcast room gradually began to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye. Unfortunately, the extra parts were all slang words, which washed away the bland but harmonious atmosphere of the barrage before.

"Looking at the little boys. Is it plastic surgery?"

"The content of this interview is too boring, why don't you talk about how you are both popular and popular, and your popularity will double."

"A bodyguard if you have something to do, and a bodyguard if you have nothing to do?"

"A big man has hands and feet to sell? It is said that he owes a huge amount of gambling debts, @武报皮红 is this guy!"

"With this kind of virtue, you still have to squeeze your head into the entertainment industry. How dare you have the nerve to compete in the same show as my little Prince Alan, who is both talented and virtuous? Ten yuan and three keys, how many do you want to match?"

The meaningless swiping of the screen and the sarcasm quickly aroused the disgust of normal viewers. After a short climb, the traffic in the live broadcast room began to decline rapidly, with obvious negative effects.

Anyway, the show was not limited to just one guest, Shang Heng. Except for a small number of fans who were attracted by the beauty circle, who complained about Shang Heng’s grievances in the bullet screen and comment area with weak fighting power, the passers-by audience began to gradually broadcast to the other three guests. shunt.

Not only the barrage of dirty water, but even the studio staff in the live broadcast room murmured secretly. The director frowned frequently and winked at Sister Li with a calm face.

There were several candidates for the fourth guest in this episode, but in the end, it was Sister Li who helped Shang Heng get the opportunity to show his face.

The program team chose him because firstly, he didn’t need to pay money, secondly, he could catch up on the hot topics, and thirdly, he was naturally supporting his own new signing. Who knew that this guy was so disappointing, and suffered a tragic defeat in Waterloo when the broadcast first started.

Outside the studio, several other rookie artists under the charge of Sister Li quietly watched the classmate of the same period outside, secretly watching jokes:

"I said that a mere bodyguard can also be on the trending search, so there are people behind it..."

"What's the use of being glamorous and beautiful? It's not the plaything of the rich. Hehe."

"It's no wonder why Sister Li is partial to him. You said that we are all artists in charge of Sister Li. Why does this kid have a chance to be exposed as soon as he comes? Now the truth is revealed."

Sitting under the stage frowning, Sister Li gradually lost her patience watching the precipitous decline in popularity.She still has several artists in charge, if Shang Heng can't help her up, she has to devote more energy to other people.

You only get one chance.She looked at Shang Heng who was calmly chatting with the host in the live broadcast room, and sighed regretfully.

This kid still doesn't know what happened. Seeing so many malicious attacks, he must be extremely sad, and it is really not easy for a young rookie who is just fledgling.

In front of the camera.

Shang Heng, who is on the cusp of all parties, does not know that he has evolved many different images in the eyes of his agent, contemporaries and other audiences.

He secretly glanced at his odds. As the popularity of the live broadcast room declined, his betting odds were slowly increasing, from the initial 1.8 to 2.1.

In other words, he invested 3 virtual coins to bet on himself to win, and finally got 6.3 virtual coins. Even after deducting taxes and platform commissions, he would still have [-] to [-] virtual coins left.

Of course, the premise is that you want to win the final victory.

The host on the opposite side was almost embarrassed to the point where he had nothing to say, Shang Heng smiled slightly, and took the initiative to chat about a new topic:

"After talking for so long, everyone is tired of listening, why don't we play an interactive game. How about it?"

The host was worried that the interview was boring enough to doze off, and he was refreshed when he heard the words, and he became interested: "Okay, how do you play?"

Shang Heng signaled the staff to hand him three blank papers, and took out a signature pen from his inner pocket: "The rules are very simple, each of us writes three pieces of paper, and we write down the things that we think may happen tomorrow on the paper. "

"Of course, I can't write about things that I can control, such as what time I will get up tomorrow, and where I will eat tomorrow."

While introducing the rules of nonsense, Shang Heng laid out the blank paper, lowered his head and picked up the pen to write.

"After finishing writing, it will be revealed and shown to the audience before the live broadcast."

He put down his pen, stood up the first piece of white paper, pointed it at the live camera, and wrote a short sentence on it:

"Tomorrow's box office crown will be a little-known low-budget movie."

The host was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "Mr. Shang is really humorous. Don't you know that the war movie "Clouds" directed by the great director Wang Yingtong will be released tomorrow, right?"

"Director Wang is a well-known director both at home and abroad. This "Cloud" is a big production with an investment of more than 5 million yuan. The commercial film "Speed ​​Car" that was scheduled to be in the same period as it was rumored to have even escaped early in order not to hit the schedule. "

The host tactfully persuaded: "The sentence you wrote on paper might still be possible if you put it in normal times, but tomorrow, the possibility is absolutely zero. Mr. Shang, why don't you think about something else?"

From the moment Shang Heng showed the "prophecy" on the paper, the bullet screen in the live broadcast room instantly turned into a sea of ​​joy.

The onlookers who came here from humble beginnings taunted Shang Heng's ignorance and stupidity with all kinds of harsh words, and even the few fans who defended him sporadically fell into a state of speechlessness.

Shang Heng turned a blind eye to these bullet screens, but smiled and said:

"Interactive games, of course, require the audience to participate together. Since everyone doesn't believe that this will happen tomorrow, how about this, I will edit a Weibo for every sentence, and everyone can repost messages at will to propose punishment."

"If the content on the paper is not realized, I will randomly select one from the retweeted users tomorrow night, and live broadcast his punishment proposal. Oh, for example, this article on the barrage now-'I want the little boy to perform handstand live Drink water'."

"There is also this one, 'I want to watch Shang Heng's live handstand...' Oh, this is not acceptable, it will be banned by the platform if it is too vulgar." Shang Heng shook his head solemnly.

host:"……"

She vaguely looked at Sister Li who was stunned under the stands. Could this be a marketing strategy that Sister Li came up with?But is it necessary to make such a big sacrifice?

As soon as Shang Heng finished speaking, the number of bullet screens in the live broadcast room suddenly increased!

Except for a few people saying "hahahaha this guy is doomed", or criticizing Shang Heng for hyping himself up by all means, a large number of bullet screens are all punishment proposals, and the content of punishment is varied. attack.

Most of the passers-by and the audience just came to watch the excitement. Since there is something fun to do, they can't help but take part in it, especially when they think that they are invincible and the object of ridicule, Shang Heng, is bound to lose.

It is also very cost-effective to retweet it and watch people you hate embarrassing in public.

Shang Heng smiled and handed the paper to the host: "It's your turn."

The host thought for a while, then wrote down "It might rain tomorrow", and said, "I can't lose, I have read the weather forecast."

Shang Heng smiled indifferently, and wrote the other two in succession.

In the live broadcast room, the originally lifeless barrage of insults became more and more active and more involved. Everyone has more or less entered the player role, with a natural sense of justice, trying to beat Shang Heng, the "clown", to death. overturned.

Shang Heng hasn't finished writing yet, and the barrage can't wait to guess what he will write that will make him win.

Soon, the second piece of paper was freshly baked: the stock of SKU company will fall tomorrow.

The host couldn't help but look at Sister Li again, it's fine to bet on the box office, where is this?

SKU Company is a well-known technology company in China, mainly producing mobile phones and spare parts. Its newly launched smart phone marketing is booming. Its president even shouted the banner of punching Pingguo and stepping on Mumi, which attracted a lot of attention. Many fans sought after.

Besides, who can be sure about the changes in the stock market?

The host shook his head, this is pure nonsense, is he deliberately losing.

In the audience, the manager, Sister Li, who had been in doubt since Shang Heng suddenly played a small game, suddenly punched the palm of her left hand, her eyebrows and eyes brightened, and she swept away the anxiety just now:

"So that's how it is! Shang Heng came up with this idea. He marketed himself in a self-deprecating way, and took advantage of the situation to make the people who scolded him become a hot topic. It's wonderful!"

"When he loses tomorrow and wants to live broadcast punishment content, as long as it works properly, he might be able to be the top trending search again." Sister Li gave full play to her subjective initiative and made up a textbook-like marketing strategy in her head. The more she thought about it, the more she felt. Makes sense.

"No wonder this kid said he was good at sales, it turned out to be true!"

The director's face was full of joy, and he muttered next to her: "It's just right, the content of his punishment will be broadcast live in the next episode. These days, spoofs are easier to attract attention than serious shows."

After a few words, Shang Heng's third note also appeared in front of the camera: Tomorrow, actor Lin Yuqing will appear in the live broadcast room.

If we talked about the first two, everyone laughed and laughed at Shang Heng. When the content of the third piece of paper was announced, Shang Heng's live broadcast barrage suddenly boiled over!

The barrage of frantic swiping screens repeatedly jumped between "stay away from me, brother Lin", "don't post my brother Lin's popularity", and "actually, I really want to see brother Lin live live with me face to face", and almost missed the platform server Give squeeze a blast!

The director, who was counting the ratings, almost spit on the director's platform when he heard it: "This kid, how about a loan to brag? Please invite me to have a look, if you can invite me to recognize him as a godfather!"

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At the same time, at the other end of the city, the conference room on the top floor of Tianhe Group's building had just concluded a report meeting on the work of various departments in the previous quarter.

Every performance report meeting hosted by Wen Ruiyun is like a public execution.The trembling little brothers each took their report materials and transcripts, and with the sad mentality of making a confession to the Great Demon King, they stepped into the execution ground like walking on thin ice.

When the executives left the venue, their faces were mixed with joy and worry, but almost everyone had a sense of relief after a catastrophe. Even in the 22-degree air under the central air conditioner, some executives wiped their sweat silently with handkerchiefs .

"... Changfeng Entertainment's new live variety show "Idol Dormitory", since you took over, it seems that it has not achieved the expected results. According to the report you submitted, the three-month ratio is ten times higher than that of the competing product "Idol Zero Distance". A percentage point, it doesn't quite match."

Behind the large desk, Wen Ruiyun sat back in the black leather chair, his eyes slightly closed, and dozens of pages of reports were silently flipped through in his hands.

His voice was so calm that no emotion or reproach could be heard, but it made the spine of the middle-aged man at the other end of the desk shiver for no reason.

"Uh, Mr. Wen, we are trying to find a way to promote our programs in a better way and compete for market share. Don't worry, I am confident that we will achieve our goal within this month!"

"Waimeng's "Idol Zero Distance" is nothing to worry about. The guests they invite are getting less and less well-known, with a lot of scandal, and the operation team is also very incompetent. If you push things a little bit, they will soon be abandoned by the audience... ..."

The expected criticism or encouragement didn't come, Wen Ruiyun didn't say anything, just signaled him to leave with his eyes, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, took the report and left the president's office as if fleeing.

Secretary Wu handed him another employment contract that was about to expire: "Mr. Wen, do you want to...?"

Wen Ruiyun said indifferently: "He is the person in charge of the project. I don't care what methods he uses to suppress competitors. I just want the results. But if you focus on these trails and don't make breakthroughs in content quality, put the cart before the horse, how will you develop in the long run?"

He shook his head, and without hesitation signed a few words in the suggestion column not to renew the contract.

"By the way, open that program and let me watch it."

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