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50 Xiao Ning, do you want a fan club?
Perhaps because she rarely received any promotional orders, Xiaofeiyan's performance was quite poor.
But the promotion was indeed effective. There were already tens of thousands of viewers in the live stream. Even if only one-tenth of them said they would support the stream, it would still be a considerable number.
Moreover, if they really think the song is good, they will recommend it to their friends and family.
This has the effect of spreading positive word-of-mouth.
Zheng Ning didn't disturb Xiao Feiyan in the live stream for long before leaving.
But the joy in the live stream lasted for quite a while.
Everyone was discussing the relationship between the streamer and the singer Zheng Ning, and they were all urging Xiao Feiyan to be shameless and pursue him while he wasn't too famous yet. That way, she could become a celebrity's wife and attract even more viewers to her live stream.
"Hey, I really have absolutely nothing to do with him, we're just ordinary friends!"
Despite having been livestreaming for two years and having developed a thick skin from being teased so relentlessly by her viewers, Xiao Feiyan has become quite thick-skinned.
But even now, some people still can't stand being talked about, and their faces turn red.
"Tsk tsk... At first I thought he was just an ordinary street performer or internet celebrity."
"Who would have thought that in less than a month he would become a fully-fledged signed singer, and even win first and second place on Feixing's newcomer ranking?"
Little Swallow rubbed her fingers together, her mind racing with thoughts.
"Moreover, it's said that he wrote all his songs himself, and even a giant like Feiyang Entertainment values him highly! This young man definitely has unlimited potential. Otherwise, like the netizens are saying, should we try to get in touch with him?"
……
The person in the live stream was unaware of this, as he was on his way to his next stop to promote "Seven Mile Fragrance".
The propaganda platform was naturally Zhao Gang's small tavern.
Ever since he sang "Chengdu" in a small bar, and then the song was used as the theme song for Shuncheng's city promotional video.
The bar on Wuliqiao Bridge became incredibly popular.
Tourists from all over the country who have heard this song flock here to take photos and check in.
Some tourists who enjoy wine will go in and have a drink when they have time, chatting with the owner about his friend Zheng Ning.
The store is also covered with photos of Zhao Gang and Zheng Ning, as well as photos of Zheng Ning singing "Chengdu" on stage.
Although there are no resident singers here anymore, I still come over occasionally to visit old friends and have a couple of juices or something.
When the mood strikes, they'll go on stage and sing a song for everyone during the breaks in the resident band's performance.
Tonight, he's here to promote his song "Seven Mile Fragrance".
"Hey, Gangzi! Your business is booming! It's so popular, I almost couldn't get in!"
"Hey, Ningzi! Isn't this all thanks to you? Look, at least half of these people are here because of you and your 'Chengdu'!"
The two old friends sat together with their arms around each other, looking at the vibrant scene before them, where everything was thriving, and they were very pleased.
"Ring ring~"
As the two were chatting, Zhao Gang's phone suddenly rang.
"Hey? Uncle Wang? Haha, isn't this a coincidence? He just arrived tonight, you're sure to see him if you come here!"
"Uncle Wang? Who are you seeing?"
After Zhao Gang finished his call, Zheng Ning asked curiously.
"Hehe, he's an old friend of my dad's, a businessman, but he really loves playing rock music. Speaking of which, he's a fan of yours. Several times when he came over for drinks, he asked if you were here, but he just missed you each time."
Zhao Gang put his phone in his pocket and gave Zheng Ning a mysterious smile.
"You'll see when he gets here. This guy is really interesting; he's nothing like the stereotypical middle-aged man we're used to."
……
The two continued drinking and chatting, and soon they heard heavy footsteps approaching from afar.
"Hey, Zheng Ning, you really are here!"
A rough voice rang out from the side, and even though the music in the bar was quite loud, it still made Zheng Ning's ears hurt a little.
"Hey, Uncle Wang, you're here! Let me introduce you, this is Zheng Ning, my childhood friend, my good buddy."
"Uncle Wang is a good friend of my dad's; we used to do business together. He's a very wealthy local tycoon in Shuncheng!"
Zheng Ning had just turned her gaze over when she was startled by the other person's attire!
Goodness, this is a full-on heavy metal rock look: a studded leather jacket, spiked leather boots, a punk hairstyle, and some kind of pattern painted on his face with red paint.
If it weren't for the fact that he looked like a man in his 50s, you would really think he was one of those young underground rock and punk rockers who were very popular 20 years ago.
"Hey, I formed a band with some friends and we're rehearsing right now when I suddenly remembered that Xiao Gang said the other day that you might come over tonight to promote your new song, so I rushed over here."
Their seats were by the window, and Uncle Wang casually pointed outside.
Zheng Ning looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a super luxurious RR car parked outside, its engine still warm and emitting white steam in the cold winter night.
No wonder he's a billionaire boss; his car is so luxurious. When will I be able to buy one like that?
Zheng Ning dreamed about it in his heart.
"Xiao Ning, since Xiao Gang calls me 'Uncle,' I'll take the liberty of calling you 'Xiao Ning.' You said you're coming tonight to promote your new song, the one called 'Seven Mile Fragrance,' right?"
"Yes, Uncle Wang, I'll be going on stage in a bit to promote this song to everyone."
Facing an older fan, Zheng Ning seemed a little unsure how to respond, and could only smile shyly.
"I listened to this song, and it feels very similar to 'Rice Fragrance.' Both are gentle, healing, and evoke a strong sense of nostalgia for the past."
Uncle Wang's words were completely different from his rough voice and style of dress; his eyes seemed to be sparkling as he looked at Zheng Ning.
"Although I'm a roughneck, I especially love gentle and healing songs like this, besides rock music! By the way, did you really write this song yourself? That's incredible, you're a true talent! Our Shuncheng is about to produce a superstar, haha!"
"I, Lao Wang, have always wanted to write my own song, but I haven't studied enough in my youth to produce anything of worthless quality. That's why I especially admire and respect talented people like you!"
"Hey, I'm Zheng Ning, just a newbie in the industry. I don't deserve such enthusiastic praise! Haha."
Zheng Ning was a little embarrassed by his praise, and chuckled while scratching the back of his head.
"Yes, yes! I've listened to these songs of yours over and over again, and my bandmates all admire and respect you immensely!"
Uncle Wang laughed heartily and slapped the table, exuding the powerful aura of a big shot, yet he deliberately restrained himself in front of the two younger men, making him seem more like a kind and approachable uncle next door.
"I came all this way today specifically to ask you if you need a local, die-hard fan club in Shuncheng? Someone to cheer you on, promote your music, and campaign for you. If you're interested, Uncle Wang can organize one – I guarantee it'll be the largest, most cohesive, and most united fan club in Shuncheng! What do you think?"