Chapter Thirty Sister, Help Me
After receiving this news, Qin Waner hesitated for a moment, because she didn't add many strangers to her WeChat account. They were basically relatives and friends, and she didn't like to contact strangers.
But then I thought about it, Zhou Yuwen is not someone else, he is her son's roommate, and adding him can also understand his son's activities, not to mention that she really plays Zhou Yuwen well, her live broadcast style is humorous, interesting and talented.
Qin Wan'er thought about it for a while, and it was okay to add him on WeChat. She was an elder, not to mention that he had just fallen out of love, so she couldn't refuse him, right?
So he sent his QR code to Zhou Yuwen with the following message: "There is no need to meet for dinner. Do your live broadcast well. My sister likes to watch your live broadcast. When will the new song be released? (laughing)"
It was the first time for Zhou Yuwen to meet Bang Yi who was unwilling to meet. It did feel a bit strange, but he still sent two roses and added Qin Wan'er's WeChat message.
Qin Wan'er's face was not shown on WeChat. She was either going to the manor for vacation, driving a luxury car to buy groceries, or checking in to high-end restaurants. There were places everywhere, including Lan Jing's, but Zhou Yuwen was not sure whether she was in Jinling.
Since he doesn't show his face, he definitely doesn't look good.
After adding Qin Wan'er's WeChat account, Zhou Yuwen thought for a moment and simply transferred 20,000 yuan to Qin Wan'er, adding that this was Qin Wan'er's latest reward.
[I feel like Sister Wan'er is not much older than me. It's not easy for Sister Wan'er to make money. It's good if her heart comes to her. And because of Sister Wan'er's reward, I've become more popular. I'd better return the money to Sister Wan'er.
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Looking at the transfer records in front of the dressing table, Qin Wan'er couldn't believe it and felt like the facial mask was about to fall off.
She was sitting in front of the dressing table with her beautiful legs folded together. The bathrobe was bifurcated to reveal a section of snow-white and delicate legs. Qin Wan'er's legs were not as slender as Li Yuqing's, but slightly voluptuous, exposed under the bathrobe like this.
It looks great as it comes.
At this time, what she thought about Zhou Yuwen was that this child was too honest. Twenty thousand yuan was not a big sum of money, so why would he transfer it to herself? What's more, the transfer platform would deduct half of it, so wouldn't he lose money?
So Qin Wan'er said to you, just take it. My sister is still not short of this little money.
Zhou Yuwen said that no reward will be given for no merit. It is my blessing that my sister likes my live broadcast. I just come and watch when I have nothing to do, but there is really no need to spend so much money.
"Ah, your little mouth is so sweet (cover your mouth)."
"I won't ask for money. I don't have the habit of getting back the money I spend (arrogance). If you don't want it, just donate it to the impoverished mountainous area for me."
"Young man, if you have this time to chat with your sister, why not spend more time writing some good songs? This can be considered a thank you to me! (wink)"
The two of them just chatted for a few words, and Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but laugh. He had never had much contact with rich people in his life, and he didn't know what these rich people thought. He originally thought that the other party wanted to sleep with him, and then he thought
Chatting with me like other anchors, but I didn't expect that they didn't care about the 20,000 yuan at all.
Okay, I'm just being superficial.
The two chatted briefly. Xia Zhiyun was still chatting with Zhao Siyu over there. Seeing Zhou Yuwen smirking at the phone, Xia Zhiyun couldn't help but cover her mouth and said with a smile: "Yuwen, look at what you have encountered.
What happened? Are you so happy?"
Zhao Siyu stared at Zhou Yuwen with some resentment and said: "I wonder which female fan I am chatting with. I just broke up with my girlfriend here, but I have a new love over there?"
Zhou Yuwen expressed dissatisfaction with this: "What are you talking about? I have broken up now. No matter how long we break up, I will still be single. Besides, Li Yuqing doesn't want me, and it's not me who ruined her."
Zhao Siyu pouted: "You always have your reasons."
When Xia Zhiyun saw the two siblings bickering, she covered her mouth and snickered.
After a brief chat, Zhao Siyu asked Zhou Yuwen not to be too proud. Having released two high-quality songs is not a great person. You only have 700,000 fans now. Netizens only look at you because you are fresh, but time
After that, who will look at you?
Furthermore, your song operating rights have been sold, and now many people on the Internet have begun to sing your songs. Those singers have professional equipment and have received professional training, and a lot of traffic has been attracted. You want to
If you don't work hard, you will just have to eat and die.
Those people have to pay money to sing Zhou Yuwen's songs, and Zhou Yuwen gets a 5% commission on all profits, which is paid annually, so Zhou Yuwen can just live and die without working hard.
But Sister Siyu is right to remind you that you have to work hard quickly. You can definitely write songs, but you can't say that you will release one song in a week. That will only make everyone aesthetically tired and turn the original phenomenal songs into an assembly line.
of mass manufacturing.
So in addition to writing songs, Zhou Ziyang is also considering other options.
For example, regarding Douyin fans, Zhao Siyu currently has 2.2 million and Zhou Yuwen has 700,000.
Zhou Yuwen joked that it was only a matter of time before he surpassed Zhao Siyu.
Then Zhao Siyu was very unconvinced and said, "What's the point? You only have 700,000 fans on Douyin, but I not only have more than 2 million fans on Douyin, but I also have more than 1 million on Weibo."
"This is not something you can surpass by just writing a few songs." Speaking of his Weibo fans, Zhao Siyu said with a hint of pride.
Weibo is indeed not like a short video, which attracts users visually and can attract fans quickly.
When Weibo emerged, mobile Internet was just emerging, traffic was extremely expensive, and there was no such thing as short video. Weibo bloggers all used text to attract users.
Therefore, most of the female intellectuals gathered on Weibo. Later in the development, because there were too many female users, at first everyone just wanted to use this platform to speak out for themselves, but over time, the development changed.
But no matter what, Weibo is one of the major social platforms in China. If Zhou Yuwen wants to be a self-media, he definitely can’t just make short videos.
If you create another Weibo account worth tens of millions, you can attract traffic to yourself.
So when Zhao Siyu showed Zhou Yuwen her Weibo account, Zhou Yuwen had already begun to think silently in his mind, what can he do to rise in Weibo?
No matter what, let’s register an account first. What is your occupation?
Well, the 700,000 Douyin fans did make Zhou Yuwen feel a little bit excited, but in the blink of an eye, he thought, he is still a student and nothing else.
After registering the account, Zhou Yuwen posted two short mv videos on Douyin. An hour later, there was no traffic support, the number of views was only double digits, and the number of followers was only a dozen.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Siyu was happy, hahaha, what are you doing, stinky brother!
Zhou Yuwen was convinced. Sure enough, in this era where traffic is king, the fragrance of wine is afraid of the deep alley.
After finishing the meal, Xia Zhiyun was clearing away the dishes, while siblings Zhou Yuwen and Zhao Siyu were lying on the sofa.
After seeing that there was no movement on Zhou Yuwen's Weibo account for an hour, Zhao Siyu sat on the sofa, holding her belly and laughing. She had taken a shower and was wearing a loose round-neck sweater that covered a small part of her hair.
Thighs, crisp and white jade legs are particularly dazzling when placed on the sofa.
Even though Zhao Siyu has a bun face, her figure is not fat. She has fat where she should grow, and she is thin where she should be thin. Her legs are long and slender, and her ankles to toes are very beautiful. Now she is
He was kicking around on the sofa so much that Zhou Yuwen was dazzled.
So while she was still gloating over her misfortune.
Zhou Yuwen suddenly got angry and threw Zhao Siyu under him.
"Ah!" Zhao Siyu was startled, and quickly put away her long legs to stand between Zhou Yuwen and herself. She looked at Zhou Yuwen with some annoyance, originally wanting to ask him loudly what he wanted to do.
But when she saw Zhou Yuwen's serious expression, she felt a little weak for a moment. Her face turned red and her big watery eyes opened: "What are you doing?"
Zhou Yuwen grabbed Zhao Siyu's wrist with both hands, leaned down and said seriously: "Sister, help me."
Zhao Siyu didn't dare to look at Zhou Yuwen anymore.
She, she's not ready yet...
Chapter completed!