Reborn I don't need a heroine

Yan Xingzhou wrote the article that night and sent it to Wang Heng. After confirming that there were no problems, he uploaded it that night.

When he woke up the next day, he saw that his article had gained a lot of views again, and it was still rising. Looking at the money transfer text message, it made him even more happy.

After hesitating for a long time, he decided to make another call as after-sales service. Thirty-year-old Yan Xingzhou's writing skills are good, but after the call was made, he was rather clumsy in his tongue: "The money has been received... Well, thank you, Brother Wang."

Wang Heng: "It's okay, we have the opportunity to cooperate again next time. Your official account article is well written, keep it up, it's very promising."

Yan Xingzhou: "Thank you, Brother Wang, it's not because I write well, it's because your singer is great."

Wang Heng: "Don't be so polite, we will cooperate again next time."

Yan Xingzhou: "That's that, next time we cooperate...then I won't bother you anymore?"

"See you."

After finishing speaking, Wang Heng heard another string from the opposite side: "Okay, okay, goodbye, Brother Wang, goodbye!"

Wang Heng hung up the phone, put away the phone, and knocked on the door in front of him.

When he answered the phone just now, he was already downstairs in Pei Ningle's rental house. After finishing the phone call, he just went up the stairs to the door.

But after the door was opened, Wang Heng saw a girl with red eyes.

"You're here..." Pei Ningle's voice was very deep, with a hint of uncontrollable crying.

Wang Heng couldn't help being surprised: "What's wrong with you?"

Pei Ningle took his arm and dragged him to the sofa: "Look!"

Sitting on the sofa, Wang Heng quickly saw something that caused the girl's emotional change - on the computer screen, there was a web music player, full of new comments from last night to today.

"The song is very nice. I haven't heard such a great voice for a long time..." Wang Heng read out one of the comments and asked, "Isn't this a good review?"

Pei Ningle pointed to the one below this comment: "Look at this!"

【Seeing Yansheng’s recommendation, I’m very disappointed. The voice is nothing out of the ordinary, just a little girl's voice common in non-mainstream, and the lyrics and music are even more mediocre. Let Yan Sheng boast like that, maybe it's not stuffed with black money, right? 】

Wang Heng just finished reading this article, and wanted to say something, but saw Pei Ningle scrolling down again, and soon, another bad review appeared.

[Boring, so boring. The meaning of this song is that making music is not easy, right? We are the audience, what we want is good songs, who cares if you are easy? 】

Scrolling down again, the unceremonious bad reviews appeared again.

[It's so boring, I downloaded a web domain music app just for your song, wasting my memory space. 】

And under this comment, there is another reply: [Me too, but it's okay, anyway, I will delete it immediately. Yan Sheng also wants to cancel the pass, that guy must have taken money. 】

Pei Ningle wanted to scroll down, but Wang Heng suddenly held her hand.

After thinking about it, he said: "As you have seen, there are still more positive reviews than negative reviews. Why do you have to stare at the bad reviews?"

Pei Ningle: "There are a lot of bad reviews, not just a little!"

Wang Heng: "But there are still more praises. The point is that Yan Xingzhou's article is more ruthless, so some people's expectations may indeed be higher. And your song didn't meet their appetite, so they It's normal to give bad reviews."

"Then why can't he..." The girl bit her lower lip, "Don't let him boast so hard?"

But Wang Heng shook his head and said: "No, since you want to praise, you should praise it well. Besides, you have to understand that if you give others a high enough sense of expectation, they will come to listen to your song on purpose. If you were given a choice, you would choose one A thousand people come and leave five bad reviews, or five thousand people come and leave fifty bad reviews?"

Pei Ningle bowed his head in silence, as if he didn't know what to say.

After a long while, she asked in a low voice: "Can't the playback volume be higher, and then get rid of those bad reviews?"

Wang Heng sneered and said: "I advise you to get rid of such thoughts as soon as possible. As long as you are still releasing songs and want others to hear your songs, then it is impossible for you to eliminate bad reviews. There are only positive reviews but no negative reviews. That's pointless."

"It's impossible to eliminate bad reviews..." Pei Ningle muttered, sitting on the sofa with her head down.

Sitting next to her, Wang Heng continued: "It's like this for any singer. As long as there is a little play volume, there will naturally be bad reviews. The difference between you and other professional singers is that they have a professional management team. Just read the comments for yourself."

Pei Ningle suddenly raised his head and stared at him: "You are also my management team."

"Yes, so now it's the agent's job."

While talking, Wang Heng held the mouse, clicked a bad review with the right button of the mouse, and clicked report with the left button.

Then, all the bad reviews with excessive words were reported.

"Network Music doesn't have a setting to delete comments and blacklist, so we can only report to the official. The official will probably not sit idly by claiming to uninstall the app."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Ningle couldn't help but said, "Then, what if the authorities don't care?"

Wang Heng: "Then you can only endure it. Otherwise, don't read the comments at all, it's also a solution."

Pei Ningle said weakly: "I used to... like to read comments."

When she opened the door just now, her eye circles were already red. But after talking with Wang Heng in this way, the tears that were already swaying in her eyes were suppressed by her.

For this 18-year-old girl, it is undoubtedly the first time in her life that she has been exposed to dozens of negative reviews like today. But now, only Wang Heng's words just echoed in her mind, that is, "only good reviews but no bad reviews, that's meaningless."

As long as you want to continue singing, you have to face more bad reviews and endure them...

Wang Heng shrugged, and suddenly asked: "By the way, what is the inspiration for your next song?"

Pei Ningle picked up the notebook next to him, opened it, and handed it over: "It's better to express my feelings, this is it."

Wang Heng took the notebook and looked at it, and saw the two big characters [Dawn].

So he said: "Isn't this just right? If there is only dawn, such a song will be too thin. Only when there are dark nights and dark clouds can the beauty and preciousness of dawn be highlighted."

Pei Ningle: "Are negative emotions written in the song?"

Wang Heng: "Yes, keep this feeling in mind and continue to write. It cannot be said that bad reviews are another kind of wealth, but at least it is a new experience for you."

Pei Ningle hugged her knees, lowered her head and fell into deep thought.

And Wang Heng took out his mobile phone, clicked on the domain music, and left a message under the first negative comment:

[If you don’t need eardrums, you can donate them to those who need them, thank you. 】

He murmured insignificantly to himself: "It's unnecessary for her to put up with me, it's already very polite not to use Zaun grammar for you..."

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