The marketing account also wants to fall in love

An instant noodle turmoil has attracted a lot of popularity for "Domestic Cabbage Meow". In a short period of time, the number of Bai Chuan's fans has quadrupled, and some Weibo staff have come to him to personally authenticate his account—Jia Chuan for short. V.

Adding V, Bai Chuan did not resist, the question is what title to add.

The other party proposed "food video self-media", but Bai Chuan quickly declined. He just used the reason of "returning to the bridge and returning to the road" to say that he had retired Tianshan Ruyibao's sister, so he couldn't immediately verify that a "food blogger" slapped him in the face.

So... what authentication information to add?

Dreaming is useless, Bai Chuan intends to look at the identities of other colleagues first.

Good guy, it doesn't matter if you don't read it. After reading it, you know that the operation of the cabbage account on Weibo is actually a powerful person in various fields.

The expected titles such as "Little Wool Sweeping Expert", "Coupon Expert", "Leak Picking Expert" and so on seem to be unavailable, so I haven't seen any of them.Those big Vs on the cabbage account who have millions of fans, their verification information is all serious, and all of them have flaws.

For example, "anime blogger", "beauty blogger", "well-known pet blogger", "a certain website owner", "a certain forum moderator", and "a contracted writer of a certain literature city"...

After searching for a long time, Bai Chuan finally found a certification instruction with appropriate meaning.

He asked the staff: "'Internet Information Blogger', is this okay?"

"Ok, Ok."

The other party nodded in agreement, and asked Bai Chuan to submit the materials as required.

Taking advantage of the good cooperation between the two parties, Bai Chuan quickly asked a question: "Excuse me, after adding V, there will be no traffic restriction on me, right? Now the traffic restriction is too serious, and many people can't see the published content. "

It is a pity that even though a good cooperative relationship has been reached, the other party did not give a satisfactory answer: "Sorry, please consult the relevant customer service about the display algorithm, I am not very clear."

"……All right."

The so-called current limit, simply put, is to limit the amount of exposure.

Weibo will use a set of complex algorithms to generate the information flow that each user sees when browsing the page. Whether the content posted by the blogger will be displayed to fans in this information flow is affected by many factors.Under this mechanism, the content released by "Domestic Cabbage Meow" can only appear in the information flow of some fans at the first time, which will inevitably affect the effect of marketing and promotion.

Bai Chuan also considered opening up new promotion channels outside of Weibo, such as Q|Q groups and WeChat groups.

In fact, establishing a group through instant messaging software for promotion is the first choice of many "Baicaihao" colleagues. There are already mature software on the market, which can release discount information in batches in the group and collect promotion data.

But Bai Chuan has never put the matter of building a group into action.

One of the reasons is that he feels that the group where all members are forbidden to speak and the screen is full of only discount links is too impersonal.Without communication and interaction with netizens, he doesn't know whether he has really brought convenience and happiness to others. Even if he makes money, it is difficult for Bai Chuan to gain a sense of accomplishment from it.And if it wasn't for this precious sense of accomplishment, he wouldn't pick up the "Cabbage" career again.

The second reason is that Bai Chuan really doesn't have enough energy to manage promotion channels other than Weibo. A Weibo account of "Domestic Cabbage Meow" has already taken up nine out of ten of his free time.

Bai Chuan has very little free time.Because there are too many inconveniences in life for a disabled person.

For daily activities such as bathing, going to the toilet, dressing, cleaning, etc., Bai Chuan spends more time than ordinary people. Many things that used to be easy to do now have to take a lot of effort.

Also, he has to go to a rehab center.

Every morning, Bai Chuan is still unshakable and goes to rehabilitation. With the help and guidance of the rehabilitation therapist, he completes the instrument therapy and rehabilitation exercises.

Repeating the boring and difficult movements day after day made a thin layer of calluses on his palms.But even though he has put in 120% of his efforts, it is still very difficult for Bai Chuan to complete his daily training volume. He often sweats profusely after a round of exercises, his body trembles uncontrollably, and he needs to rest for a long time to recover before continuing to practice.

Although it is hard work, fortunately, exhaustion and sweat are not muddleheaded.With such persistence, Bai Chuan finally felt a little bit of progress.

Recently, he had some faint pain and sensation in his thigh. Although it was only a vague feeling, and even the instrument did not detect any changes, Bai Chuan was still very happy about it, as if he had seen the dawn of recovery.

As long as the condition develops in a good direction, he feels that all efforts are worthwhile.

He longed, longed to return to the former Bai Chuan as soon as possible.

He is so eager.

……

……

This morning, Bai Chuan went to the rehabilitation center as usual, unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he ran into his neighbor, Lu Dongshan.

Lu Dongshan had a camera hanging around his neck and a big bag on his back, and he was hunched over and carefully locking the door.

He was wearing a pair of wild camouflage pants and paired with a pair of dashing short boots, but he was wearing a flamboyant floral turban around his head, which was very naughty.

The most interesting thing is his jacket. He wears a jacket with many pockets, like a big director in charge of the set, or a small vendor selling groceries in the streets in the old days.

Bai Chuan smiled at Lu Dongshan: "Morning. Are you going on a trip?"

"No." Lu Dongshan also smiled at Bai Chuan, "I'm going to work."

"Work?" Bai Chuan was a little surprised, "You are..."

Lu Dongshan picked up the camera on his chest: "I'm a photo shooter. I'm going to take pictures of the menu for a restaurant today."

"Oh," Bai Chuan suddenly realized, "So you are a photographer... I'm so sorry, I always thought you were a basketball player."

"Hahaha," Lu Dongshan silently pushed the back of his head, and tied the flower turban into a beautiful knot there, "I'm often asked if I play basketball, I'm used to it. In fact, I don't know how to play basketball at all, at most I rely on my stature Gao, go on stage to scare people."

Bai Chuan couldn't help smiling, he turned the wheelchair around and pressed the elevator button.

At this time, Lu Dongshan suddenly called him.

"Shirakawa."

"Ok?"

When Bai Chuan turned his head, he didn't expect a black lens to be facing him.

Lu Dongshan half-kneeled in the corridor, half of his head showing from behind the camera.

"Take a picture of you and smile."

Suddenly, Bai Chuan froze with a stiff expression.

It's been too long since anyone has said anything like that to him, and he doesn't seem to have had a photo taken since he got into the wheelchair.

"Smile", how could he be able to laugh now.

The elevator dinged, and the car door opened to both sides, but there was no one inside.Bai Chuan lowered his head in a panic, trying to quickly manipulate the wheelchair to slide himself into the elevator.

However, Lu Dongshan stopped him again.

"Bai Chuan." His voice was stable and soft.

Bai Chuan turned his head subconsciously. This time, before he could be confused, the crisp shutter sound sounded, and Lu Dongshan had already left his expression in the digital memory card.

Presumably, it was a panicked face.Unexplainable emotions arose in Bai Chuan's heart.

The elevator went down all the way, and no other neighbors came up.

Neither of them spoke, and the air of silence was embarrassing.

When approaching the first floor, Lu Dongshan finally hesitated to speak.

"Sorry," he said, "that I took the photo without your permission. Sorry, I'll delete it now."

With that said, he picked up the camera.

"No need." Bai Chuan's voice was a little low, he cleared his throat, and said again, "No need, I don't care, it's just a photo. I was just... shocked, probably because I didn't do it with photographers before. Go past the neighbors."

A little joke that wasn't funny, Lu Dongshan breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm really sorry, I just saw that the light just now was so beautiful, I couldn't hold it back for a while."

He blocked the elevator door for Bai Chuan, and followed Bai Chuan's wheelchair out of the corridor.

"The sun hit your side face just now... Hey, do you know Rembrandt light?"

Bai Chuan replied gently: "I don't know, I only know Rembrandt, a painter."

"Well, he's a painter, and "Night Watch" is very famous." Lu Dongshan lowered his head, looked at the flashing dots on Bai Chuan's eyelashes, and didn't continue talking.

He walked around in front of Bai Chuan and stopped: "Bai Chuan, I'm going to take the car over there. I'm really sorry today, you...be careful on the road."

"Well, you too. Work hard, goodbye."

Bai Chuan raised his head, wanting to smile politely at Lu Dongshan, telling him not to care about the episode just now.

However, his eyes were attracted by the scene in front of him - the morning sun hit Lu Dongshan's side face, the high bridge of the nose cast a shadow, and together with the brow bone and eye sockets, formed an inverted triangle on the backlit cheek of light spots.

The light seemed to have magical powers, and a projection that came at hand made this face appear solemn and heroic like a sculpture.

However, Lu Dongshan suddenly sniffed, breaking the sacred artistic atmosphere at the moment. Like a big kid who wanted to apologize but didn't know how to say it, he looked at Bai Chuan with a bit of tangled kindness.

Bai Chuan suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. He admired the young and handsome face in front of him, and quietly traced the direction of the light and shadow with his fingers on the palm of his hand, thinking, later, he can use his mobile phone to look up what Rembrandt light is.

"This is for you." Lu Dongshan suddenly took out a lollipop from his pocket, "Eat it when you are tired, it can replenish energy."

Bai Chuan was stunned.Although Lu Dongshan was right in front of him, he didn't see clearly which pocket the young man took out the lollipop from.

Lu Dongshan is like a magician with a treasure chest, always able to surprise and surprise people.

"Thank you." Bai Chuan reached out to take it.

The lollipop is wrapped in crystal candy paper, shining with seven colors full of childlike innocence.Bai Chuan couldn't help holding the thin plastic stick and turning it slowly, observing the graceful light and shadow refracted by the sugar paper in the morning light.

Lu Dongshan whispered "I'm leaving", and then straddled his long legs and walked to the opposite side of the road in a few steps.

Bai Chuan put away the lollipops and was about to turn around to go to the rehabilitation center when he saw Lu Dongshan turning back again.

He waved his hand in the direction of Bai Chuan, a playful little horn was exposed from the bright flowered scarf, swaying leisurely in the wind.

Looking at the mouth shape, that person is saying: "Goodbye."

Bai Chuan smiled, so he also waved his hand towards the opposite side of the road, and then steered the electric wheelchair towards the direction of the rehabilitation center.

It was really a morning full of surprises, a morning dotted with charming lights.

It was still the morning when I received a lollipop.

Bai Chuan faced the rising sun and made a wish, hoping that the next whole day would be sweet.

……

However, the wish cannot be taken seriously, and rehabilitation is still hard.

During the break in the middle of practice, Bai Chuan wiped off his sweat, took out the bulging lollipop, held it in his hand for a long time, and finally put it back in his pocket again, not wanting to eat it.

Just by looking at it, it seems to be able to replenish energy.

The omnipotent mobile phone has already told him what Rembrandt is. At the same time, the memo also reminded him that today is the day of video calling with his mother. He has to go home early and not delay the schedule of this strong woman.

Bai Chuan's mother is an executive of a company, currently stationed in Africa, responsible for an infrastructure construction project.

Generally speaking, female managers are rarely assigned to take the lead in this kind of overseas work. Not only is the natural environment in the local area very different from that in China, but also the society is in turmoil and chaos, and violent attacks occur from time to time.Even if the company is equipped with a lot of security personnel and weapons, and the local embassy is very reliable, it is still difficult to ensure the safety of the staff.

Obviously, Bai Chuan's mother was not in the normal situation.She is in "Class Two".

Even during the period when Bai Chuan was injured and hospitalized for surgery, this strong woman only had time to return to China for more than a month—the original vacation was two months, but Bai Chuan saw that his mother couldn't let go of work, so he urged her to go back early.

In the eyes of outsiders, this mother must have neglected her son.

But Bai Chuan didn't think so.

Maybe his mother didn't spend more time with him growing up, but she used her actions to influence and shape Bai Chuan's character.

She has done her duty as a mother.

Bai Chuan admired his mother since he was a child, and when he grew up, he became like his mother.

Confidence, strength, perseverance, and fearlessness, he is grateful to his mother for teaching him these valuable qualities, otherwise, he may not be able to sustain himself in this desperate life situation.

"Bai Chuan, good afternoon!" A middle-aged woman with light makeup appeared on the screen, with neat short hair and a sonorous tone.

"That..." Bai Chuan looked at the time, "It's barely noon now, good morning, Mom."

"Seeing that you are in good spirits, do you have any good news to tell me?"

Bai Chuan smiled bitterly: "No, the consultation two days ago still didn't find out the exact cause. Judging from my own feelings, I can only say that there are some vague signs of improvement."

"Signs are also good news, don't be discouraged."

"Ah."

His mother showed a kind smile, and Bai Chuan was a little embarrassed, and looked away.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, why don't you go eat first?" he said.

"Don't worry, video chatting with your son is more important." Mom said, "Have you encountered anything interesting recently, tell me about it."

"I work at two o'clock and one line every day, what's so interesting... Oh, a new neighbor lives in the opposite door. He's a photographer, and he's very tall." Bai Chuan raised his arms for comparison, and his palms stretched out of the range of the camera. "Anyway, it's very high, it looks like 2 meters."

Mom smiled: "You see everyone is taller now."

Bai Chuan also smiled: "Yes, I think everyone is tall, but this person is really tall. When you come back and see him, you must be shocked, don't say I didn't remind you."

"Okay, I'll check if you're bluffing when I go back to China next time." At this point, my mother changed the subject, "Photographer... It seems that you have met a lot of photographers recently."

"Huh?" Bai Chuan didn't realize it all at once, and after thinking about it, he understood the meaning of this sentence, "Oh, you still use Weibo, I thought you didn't use it long ago."

"You don't even post on Moments now, so I can only shift my position to follow your updates."

"What did you notice?"

"A bunch of advertisements, and...you make my mouth water every day, I want to go back to China and eat Chinese food!"

Bai Chuan was overjoyed: "Okay, when you come back, I will make you whatever you want to eat."

As if unable to hold back, my mother grabbed a slice of breakfast bread and took a bite, expressing her yearning for Chinese food with practical actions.

After drinking water and swallowing the dry bread crumbs, she asked, "Where's your dad, has he contacted you recently?"

Bai Chuan shook his head: "No, I'm probably still busy. Why, did I contact you?"

The woman on the screen only showed a cute side at this moment, and she nodded innocently: "Well, send me messages every day."

Bai Chuan looked at the sky speechlessly, was silent for a while, and said, "Okay, it's fine if you don't contact me. I don't want to hear him talk about mosses and lichens in Antarctica either. Last time he talked on the phone, he told me about mat grass for 10 minutes." Tiller, I didn’t understand a word.”

"...he has returned from Antarctica."

"Go back to the research institute?"

"No, I went to Golmud."

Bai Chuan was very helpless: "...well, I hope that next time we call, he won't tell me the story of Populus euphratica."

Mother educated her son in distant Africa: "You must support the scientific cause of the motherland and the great scientific workers."

"I support it. From birth to now, there will be a day when I will not support it. I am an unknown hero behind the scientific workers, okay?" Bai Chuan refused to accept, "Of course, you are too."

Mom smiled and said, "That's right, me too. Well, I think it's almost time. Let's get here today? Let's talk next time."

"Okay, you go to work, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

"I don't worry, my son is the best, you will always be the pride of mom and dad." Mom paused, "...Actually, there is something else I want to tell you. Yesterday I saw a photo posted by an old classmate in Moments, It is said that there is a very delicious dish called 'Old Hen Soup Rolled with Lotus Leaf Egg Dumplings', do you want to learn it?"

Bai Chuan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing: "Okay, I'll learn. This is Shanghai cuisine, not a trendy recipe, but it's normal if you don't know it, after all, you can't even tell the difference between a steamer and a soup pot."

"Okay, okay, mom is going to work. Goodbye." Just as she was talking, the strong woman in the far kitchen cut off the video.

Bai Chuan smiled and closed the chat window.

Well, it's just chicken soup and egg dumplings, simple, when my mother comes back, I must let her eat enough at one time.

It may be because I am in a good mood, the afternoon seems particularly lazy and comfortable.

Today, Bai Chuan posted discounted products on the "Domestic Cabbage Meow" account of all kinds of cat master toys. While editing Weibo, Bai Chuan relied on the buyer Xiuyun to attract cats, feeling as happy as a fairy.

In the evening, the twilight dyed the whole room red.Bai Chuan went around to the kitchen, and was about to make himself some delicious dinner, when the doorbell rang suddenly.

Opening the door, Lu Dongshan stood at the door holding two lunch boxes.

"I haven't eaten yet. I brought two dishes back from the restaurant. Would you like to try them? It's a special dish of that restaurant, and it's said to be delicious."

Bai Chuan looked at him, saw the sunset floating in those clear eyes, and was speechless for several seconds.

Lu Dongshan thought that Bai Chuan was not happy, so he knelt down again and cast an earnest look.

"I brought it back specially, look, it's still hot." He pointed to the lunch box to show Bai Chuan, "This one is tofu with crab roe. You must have never tried the other one, it's called egg dumplings in chicken soup."

The translucent lunch box swayed gently before Bai Chuan's eyes, inside, yellow egg dumplings were arranged in a circle, as if lotus leaves were dyed golden by the sunset.

Bai Chuan smiled and said, "So it's a Shanghai restaurant."

Lu Dongshan was surprised: "Eh? How do you know?"

Bai Chuan didn't answer him, the wheelchair stepped back half a meter, and said enthusiastically, "Please come in! Let's have dinner together."