Reborn I don't need a heroine

Just after eating the hot pot, the three of them went to the milk tea shop—at the strong request of Ye Xun.

After taking a big sip of the iced milk tea, Ye Xun finally let out a sigh of relief, feeling relaxed. She looked at Pei Ningle beside her, and Wang Heng on the opposite side, and couldn't help asking her own question: "Why aren't you afraid of spicy food?"

Pei Ningle: "Because as long as you eat a few times, you will get used to it."

Wang Heng shook his head and said, "Don't force it. It's normal not to eat spicy food. Everyone has different tastes."

Pei Ningle: "It's really a pity that you can't eat red pot! I feel that when I eat delicious food, I have the most creative inspiration..."

Hearing her mention of writing, Wang Heng asked, "How is your next song going?"

"This..." Pei Ningle looked out the window and took a sip of milk tea, "It's okay."

Wang Heng is very clear that this girl mainly relies on inspiration to write songs. If the inspiration comes, the lyrics and music can be done in a few days, but if the inspiration does not come, it will take months of energy consumption. Moreover, Pei Ningle, who was not yet twenty years old at this time, had a very unstable creative level, which was why the previous song "Lost" took so long. Looking at the current situation, it may be difficult to get up to speed on the next song.

So he asked, "Any inspiration?"

The girl replied vaguely: "I have a little inspiration, I'm still thinking..."

Wang Heng continued to ask: "Have you figured out what path to take, which style to choose? How fast is the rhythm? Which chords are mainly used for accompaniment? Is there a score for the main melody?"

Pei Ningle clenched the straw, speechless for a moment.

Ye Xun suddenly asked: "Sister Xiaole, have you reached a bottleneck in writing songs?"

"Actually, it's not a bottleneck period, it's just..." Pei Ningle sighed and raised his head to stare at Wang Heng, "I'm afraid your money will be wasted."

Wang Heng: "It's a waste of time?"

The girl's eyes were a little apprehensive: "Didn't you say that you would spend money to advertise for me, but would those users of station B like my songs? I have visited station B for a long time recently and watched a lot of videos. I feel that I The music style is too niche there... They are all young people, and their taste in listening to music should not be too old-fashioned, but..."

Wang Heng: "But you're still not very confident, are you?"

"It's not that I'm not confident," Pei Ningle emphasized, "I'm not sure if it will appeal to the audience at station B. But I like my music very much. In terms of quality, I am very confident!"

Ye Xun, who was on the side, asked again: "Then why don't you advertise elsewhere?"

Wang Heng: "There is also Wangyu Music, where the audio is also posted. So in addition to looking for up hosts at Station B, I will also help her find playlist owners in Wangyu Music."

Ye Xun shook his head: "But, the promotion effect of the playlist is not very good, right? I read the most popular playlist in the domain music, and I don't like the taste of the song selection, and it doesn't suit Xiaole sister's. Style. But the playlist that suits Sister Xiaole’s style is too small.”

Pei Ningle suddenly had an idea: "Then why don't we make our own playlist?"

Now, both Wang Heng and Ye Xun were shaking their heads.

Wang Heng: "The price/performance ratio is too low."

Ye Xun: "It's very accidental to make a playlist, and it may not be successful if you spend a lot of time on it... So, why not try other advertising methods?"

Wang Heng noticed that she seemed to have her own thoughts on this, so he asked, "Do you think there is any other good way to advertise?"

Ye Xun: "There is a person in my dad's company who started writing a WeChat official account last year. His biggest hobby is music, especially looking for domestic independent music, so he opened a WeChat official account. I heard that his number of followers Quite a few, and have written articles with over 100,000 views.”

"WeChat official account?" This thing is obviously relatively new to Pei Ningle. Although he has heard of it, he has never read even one.

But Wang Heng's eyes lit up.

Now is not the same as a few years later. It is the early stage of the mobile Internet ecosystem. Although there are already many WeChat users, very few start businesses on the WeChat official account. Now I can write 100,000 plus, and I still focus on the music field... This is quite promising.

It's just that he didn't pay attention to the public account in this area throughout the whole week, so he couldn't have the same confidence as buying bitcoin and choosing a company to invest in.

Wang Heng immediately asked: "Then can you contact him now?"

Ye Xun took out his phone with one hand, and patted his chest with the other: "I'll find out if I ask!"

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Yan Xingzhou was sitting on his sofa, looking at the sunny Lincheng street outside the window, with soft folk songs flowing in his ears, but he was not happy at all.

There is no way, the company I work for is in desperation and shut down, and it is said that it is still breaking the industrial lawsuit. And what should I do? Persevere, it seems that I can't persevere; looking for a job, I don't know where to go.

Yan Xingzhou picked up his phone and glanced at the news page. This report talks about the further shrinking of the traditional newspaper market, and more and more people prefer to read news online. Even Yan Xingzhou himself, who is obviously a newspaper editor, doesn't he also read online news now?

Therefore, if you can't find a job that suits you in Lincheng, even if you find one, you have to cut your salary - such a situation is naturally very reasonable.

The big industry is in decline, so what about the individuals in the industry?

Yan Xingzhou sighed again as he looked at the brilliant spring scenery outside the window.

At this time, his cell phone rang. Picking up the phone, it was a strange call.

After connecting the phone, I heard a clear and sweet girl's voice: "Hello, is this Mr. Yan Xingzhou?"

Yan Xingzhou: "I don't order a set meal."

The person on the other side of the phone seemed to be stunned for a moment: "...I don't sell set meals either!"

Yan Xingzhou: "Then what do you do?"

Girl: "Ahem, let me introduce myself, I am Ye Kang's daughter, and my name is Ye Xun."

"Who is Ye Kang?" Yan Xingzhou blurted out the question, suddenly feeling something was wrong. Does the name 'Ye Kang' sound familiar?

Wait, isn't that the leader's leader's leader, the big boss of the head office!

He hurriedly and cautiously asked: "Are you Mr. Ye's daughter? What can I do for you?"

Girl: "I'm just helping to bridge the gap. It's another person who has something to do with you."

Yan Xingzhou was still at a loss when he heard the voice on the other side of the phone change into another person.

"Hello, my name is Wang Heng, and I want to talk to you about the business of the WeChat official account."

"WeChat official account?" Yan Xingzhou suddenly realized, "So it's because of this..."

Wang Heng: "That's right, I read your WeChat official account article, and it's pretty good to be honest."

Yan Xingzhou: "Thank you, thank you."

Wang Heng: "In short, the thing is like this. I am the manager of an original independent singer, and I am in the initial promotion stage. And your WeChat official account is a very suitable promotion channel in my opinion."

"So, do you want me to help you advertise?"

When he asked this question, Yan Xingzhou's mind was a little complicated - from the tone of the other side, do you still have to pay advertising fees?

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Before zero o'clock in the next chapter, it's all right.