The most top stream [entertainment circle]

"Also, your fan structure is very immature. The company has sent professional fans into your fan club, calling on loose fans to join the fan circle, and strive to condense into a force that can be driven in a short period of time."

Congmin has always been swift and resolute in her work, and in just two days, she has already drawn up a detailed plan for the season of "Catching the Stars for You".

When communicating with Qi Weiyi, he also specifically pointed out what he needs to do.

"You are currently positioned as an idol, and idols in the circle are the lowest existence. Singers and actors can speak with their works, and even celebrities have network resources to support them. No one is higher than you. As an idol At this stage, there are only fans, no one is following you, and you are nothing." Congmin pointed out the facts cruelly, and ordered, "Afterwards, interact with your fans more, post a few selfies every now and then, so that they will be completely devoted to you."

When listening to Congmin talking, Liu Quan stood beside Qi Weiyi, looking at him with trepidation, for fear that the ancestor would explode.

The selfie and interaction were mentioned before, but they were all rejected by this brat.

In his words, he has never pleased anyone since he was born, and certainly not fans.

Sure enough, Qi Weiyi rolled his eyes twice in disgust, protested with drooping corners of his mouth, "Didn't you say that I don't need to listen to you?"

"When did I give you such a guarantee?" Congmin looked up at him, closed the folder in his hand and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you not satisfied with my arrangement?"

Qi Weiyi stared at him with wide eyes, his resistance was obvious.

"But you have no choice." Congmin leaned over and looked down at him condescendingly, "When you don't need fans to spend money on data, you don't have to please them. Similarly, when your status is high enough to order me, So you don't have to listen to my arrangement."

"..." seems to make sense.

Qi Weiyi lost his relatives in his early years, and he was used to doing things in his own way since he was a child, so he really never suffered this kind of grievance.

But he was born to be strong in his bones, and since he stepped into this circle, he didn't have the idea of ​​giving up halfway.

Moreover, the scenery at the top of the pyramid is really fascinating.

"I see." Qi Weiyi muffled a reply, peeled a piece of candy to cover his mouth, and signaled her to continue talking.

Although his attitude is far from being well-behaved, it has softened a lot compared to before.

"I've already arranged a marketing release for you, and there will definitely be interviews with reporters. What you said before was too offensive..." Congmin opened the folder and continued to arrange. Qi Weiyi listened quietly all the time, and really didn't raise any further questions. objection.

Liu Quan was dumbfounded, the little ancestor was really convinced, it seems that the dream of feeding him carrots may also come true.

As soon as the thought turned a corner in his mind, Qi Weiyi's sharp gaze swept over, venting all the grievances he suffered from Congmin on him.

Liu Quan shrank his neck.

Cherish life and stay away from carrots.

'...

All the moments in the dream, Fenghua and that boy

Touching and meeting on a starry night, entangled in love and lust

You said that the future will be year after year, but I hope there will be no tomorrow

...'

"The part of the song, we practiced perfectly."

The "Dream" group experienced stagnation in the first three days, and the huge sense of oppression made them make rapid progress in the later stage, and quickly finished arranging the entire song according to the final word segmentation.

"The problem now is that our stage...even if the emphasis is on vocals, we can't stand on the stage and sing dryly."

"But our group selected a lyrical song about dreams, and it's really inappropriate to add singing and dancing. And in the lyrics..."

Between the lines in the lyrics, there is a secret metaphor for a girl's erotic dream.

They are all big men, and it is really against the law to interpret the entanglement and obsession of young girls.

Not to mention the audience, if you think about it yourself, you will be disgusted by your own pretentiousness.

"Let's stand on our feet, entanglement, obsession, etc. If you can't control it, you will sell too much."

Cp speculation is a commonly used method in variety shows nowadays, which can not only increase the ratings of the show but also increase the popularity of some contestants.

Sometimes there is no need to deliberate speculation, fans can pick out sugar from normal interactions.

There are at least a hundred CPs for a show like "Grassing the Stars for You", which is full of fresh meat.

Most artists are willing to cooperate with this kind of low-priced way of making fans happy.

But everything must be measured. If it is too obvious, it may affect the program review, and the higher authorities will not be able to make it. Excessive force is easy to be dissed.

"Surely you can't stand upright, how stiff it is. If it's really not possible, how many female dancers will the show have?"

"Are you crazy? Find a backup dancer to cooperate with, and you have to climb the wall before your girlfriend fans are hot!"

They got together to discuss for a while, but they still couldn't find a solution.

Zhao Ming was racking his brains to think about how to make himself outstanding, when he suddenly heard the movement outside, and looked up to see a face with deep hatred.

"You're here." Seeing someone coming in, Hu Wenxing relieved his heavy burden inexplicably, and leaned over to tell him the current progress.

"Only the stage design is left?" Qi Weiyi scanned everyone's faces.

The people he saw felt chills down their spines, as if they had become pawns on his chessboard at the mercy of manipulation.

"Next..." Sensing their panic, Qi Weiyi finally felt better, and the sharp horns of the devil reappeared on his head, "It's time for me to appear."

After listening to his stage arrangement, the rest of the trainees felt aggrieved by being placed together.

They practiced diligently for so many days, but Qi Weiyi only made some small designs, depriving them of all possible chances to shine.

Although everyone is fighting, your c position is still your c position.

The venue for the performance was contacted two months in advance, and the auditorium can accommodate 2000 people, which is definitely more than enough for a variety show.

However, due to the high popularity of the program, the Weibo fans of popular contestants have reached hundreds of thousands or even millions.

In contrast, the number of spectators who can enter the venue is pitifully small.

Ticketing websites sell out within ten seconds, and tickets in the hands of scalpers can be sold at four or five times the price.

Some people even asked for tickets at exorbitant prices, but they never got a response.

The audience who can enter the venue that day are either those who have been single for many years with extremely fast hands, or those who have a lot of money and are willing to use it to chase stars——

For example, the chairman of a well-known company.

Qi Han sat in the middle, and his eardrums kept receiving the screams from around him.

Obviously the players haven't played yet, but the vcr showed their faces in the hot field, which has already made their emotions rise to the highest level.

Qi Han, who had never set foot in the entertainment industry, frowned, still not understanding how Qi Weiyi would think of coming to such a place.

"Hey, little brother!" The girl next to him saw that he was dressed in a dignified manner, without any supporting objects all over his body. He didn't look like he was watching a performance, so she tentatively called him, "Little brother? Big brother!"

The surrounding noise was too noisy, Qi Han was stunned for a while before he could react.He didn't want to talk to the crazy star chasing girl at first, but when he saw the words "Wei" and "Yi" shining on her head, he reluctantly agreed.

The girl asked cautiously, "Are you here to see the performance? Who are you coming to see?"

"Same as you." Qi Han replied concisely.

"You belong to Weiwei's family! Oh, our family has such a handsome male fan!" The girl immediately became excited, and leaned over like seeing a long-lost relative, "You didn't bring a light sign, Weiwei couldn't see you Yes! I brought an extra piece for you, as well as cheering sticks, badges, and luminous bracelets... Oh, would you like me to tie you a ponytail with a luminous headband?"

Her words were dense and fast, and before Qi Han could react, she made up a human-shaped light emitter.

He looked at the one-meter-long headlight sign in his hand, feeling that he had lost his language function, and stared stiffly at the girl next to him.

Do you know how much my hourly salary is?

You actually let me do this kind of thing? !

Qi Han has never had this kind of experience in his life, so he didn't know how to refuse for a while.

"Okay, don't be angry, forget about the headband." The girl returned to her seat sullenly, her small face brimming with excitement, "Great, there are very few people in the front row of our house this time, I hope the baby can see us Be a bit happier."

Qi Han almost thought he was hallucinating, otherwise how could he see the great love like a loving mother from the face of a fifteen or sixteen year old girl?

He silently withdrew the hand that was about to throw the light card back, and looked forward with a serious face, pretending that he was an emotionless human-shaped light emitter.

At the same time, players in the background are live broadcasting the draw.

The host moved the lottery box and announced the rules to the audience in front of the camera.

"The order of our first public performance is completely in the form of lottery. The captain of each team draws a table tennis ball. The number on it is the order in which you appear on stage. Who will draw first?"

The host stood in front of Zheng Gong, and the camera immediately showed Zheng Gong's face. He took half a step back and gave the position to Qi Weiyi who was looking around curiously, "Let Weiwei go first."

"Huh?" Qi Weiyi looked at Zheng Gong unbearably, wondering what kind of medicine he took wrong again today.

In Qi Weiyi's dictionary, there is no humility by nature. Now that the decision-making power has been handed over, he glanced back at his team members, "Which one is better?"

"It must be the middle, 5 or 6." Don't feel the tension of the opening, and don't have to bear the fear of the finale.

"Then 5." Qi Weiyi didn't care, he reached into the box and touched it for a while, then took out a table tennis ball and showed it in front of the camera.

Big number 5 on the ball.

"It's dark!" The audience who watched the live broadcast of the performance in front of the stage were in an uproar.

Only Qi Weiyi's fans were extremely excited, "My Weiwei is really amazing! He must have mind power!"

"Oh, yes." Qi Han said awkwardly.

...how can there be any thought power?

He just touched too many mahjong tiles since he was a child, and his fingers are very sensitive to such things with words.