A video store in Tianhai City.

Early on, Tian Tian pulled her best friend Zhao Yuer to the audio and video store.

"Little baby, it's only six:50. Don't you know how important enough sleep is for a girl? Especially... we are no longer young and need to pay great attention to maintenance."

Zhao Yuer has a lot of resentment.

"No, we have to hurry up. Didn't you see how popular the pre-sale is? One million albums can be grabbed in ten seconds. If you don't rush over, you won't be able to buy Qu Zhiyin's album as soon as possible."

"If you can't buy it, you can't buy it. Listen online. Isn't it just to support him when you download it for a fee?"

Zhao Yuer doesn’t care about the truth.

“We’re different.”

Tian Tian said: "A few years ago, for our own reasons, we repeatedly targeted Qu Zhiyin and even publicly slandered him on the Internet, which had a very bad impact on his reputation. When I put aside my prejudice and listened carefully to his previous song, I found that it was not as ugly as I thought. Maybe it was not as amazing as I thought, but it was definitely not bad. A little change in mentality could cause such a huge change, which shows how deep we were about him."

"Then what?"

"Then? Since we realize our own mistakes, we should naturally compensate as soon as possible."

Tian Tian's expression was a little serious: "Yu'er, we owe Qu Zhiyin an album."

"That's not the reason you rushed over so early to queue up to buy it."

Zhao Yuer was speechless. Her best friend had changed too much.

"Since it is to make up for the mistakes of that year, we should naturally show enough sincerity. Therefore, it is the right way to buy his album and post it online to give blessings."

Tian Tian said, the two of them had already arrived in front of the audio and video store.

When they arrived at the audio and video store, they discovered...

In fact, more people came earlier than them.

There is a long row in front of the audio and video store.

Some people seemed to be queuing up here at four or five in the morning, carrying stools, mineral water, bread and other food, looking like they were fighting to the end.

A scene before my eyes...

It reminded Tian Tian of the scene when she was vaccinated last year.

"Are you here to buy Qu Zhiyin's album? You'll be in line behind."

A middle-aged woman saw the two wandering outside the team and wanted to jump into the line, and said in a reprimanding manner.

"Is Qu Zhiyin... so popular?"

Zhao Yuer was frightened when she saw this scene: "Are we... line up?"

"Row!"

Tian Tian was also a little confused, but in the end she gritted her teeth and stood at the end of the team.

"What...what's going on?"

Zhao Yuer was a little unbelievable: "Why are there so many people?"

"Will you all come to queue up?"

A middle-aged aunt in front of Zhao Yuer looked at them strangely: "Of course it's for the lottery."

"Draw...the lottery?"

"Yes, this time, this singer named Qu Zhiyin not only released the album, but also held several events simultaneously. The activities were divided into three types, the first type is the prize-winning Q&A. The answer bank raised questions about Qu Zhiyin's songs. The second type is the second type, the comments after listening to them. I won't go into detail about this. The third type is the most random one, and there is a potential surprise for winning the album."

When the middle-aged aunt said this, she said, "I have been studying hard for several days in order to recite the relevant knowledge of the music, songs and lyrics of the songs and lyrics. I must win 100 points in the prize-winning Q&A, and get ten first prizes, and the prize is as high as one million. No matter how good it is, the second prize is 300,000, the third prize is 100,000, and the fourth prize is 100,000... This is all more than my monthly salary."

“Win the prize?”

Tian Tian was a little surprised.

"here."

Zhao Yuer's mobile search efficiency is very fast: "Wanhua Media promotes new songs and old songs, albums, and events, four major awards and participation awards, and the prize pool reaches an astonishing 200 million! In addition, the music reviews after listening to the song also have a prize of 100 million, which is distributed in the form of badges. You can also win the prize of the album and single, and the prize is also 100 million!"

Tian Tian was a little confused when she heard this: "The bonus alone is 400 million!? Plus the promotion fee... isn't it 500 million!? Qu Zhiyin... How many albums do you have to sell to make a return?"

"How could it be really 400 million, so it's just for publicity."

Zhao Yuer curled her lips: "There are ten first prizes in name and one hundred second prizes, but in fact the winning rate is one tenth, or the winner is simply an internal staff member of Wanhua Media, thus completing the return of funds. It would be good if it could finally be half a million... No matter how much Wanhua Media promotes him vigorously, it is impossible to spend 100 million..."

"Little girl, then you're wrong. The event similar to the music review after listening to the song has been held. It's true that there is real money. Even many local notarization agencies have notarized it. Otherwise, why would you think so many people would participate in this event?"

The middle-aged aunt stood up and retorted: "Listen to my aunt's advice, listen carefully after buying the album, write a better comment, and then write down the tune and lyrics of the song, and go to the prize-winning Q&A question and answer, and the winning rate is very high."

"tune?"

Zhao Yuer looked at her: "Auntie can still understand the music score?"

"If you can't understand it, you can learn it for a week or two. Anyway, we have nothing to do. In a week or two, we may be able to earn a month or even a year's income. Why not learn it? Even if we don't win the prize, it's always good to read more books and learn more things."

Middle-aged aunt is open-minded.

Tian Tian and Zhao Yuer looked at each other.

As time went by, the team grew longer and eventually shipped nearly a hundred meters.

Fortunately, this audio and video store was large enough and the volume was sufficient. In the end, Tian Tian and Zhao Yuer successfully bought the single album and the old song album.

When buying the album, Zhao Yuer also searched for music review activities held by Lu Lianxiao before.

Although the music review event was praised on the Internet, claiming that Wanhua Media was willing to give out real money, Zhao Yuer, who really didn't think Qu Zhiyin's song was good, thinks that all this is promotional.

After buying the single, Tian Tian couldn't wait to get home and enjoy the moving songs.

As she turned on the speaker, suddenly, a moment...

There are no lyrics, and there is no sound coming from it.

After listening for a moment, Tian Tian couldn't help but frown.

Zhao Yuer on the side couldn't help but complain: "What is this singing..."

"bias!"

Tian Tian shouted without saying a word: "It's prejudice! We cannot criticize this song with a prejudice mentality and vision, and listen carefully with the gaze of appreciating art..."

After hearing this, Zhao Yuer wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

Tian Tian held back and listened to it.

But after one go, he didn't seem to appreciate the highlight of the song. For a moment, she turned on the loop playback.

Once, twice, three times...

Finally, after listening for more than half an hour, Zhao Yuer couldn't help it: "Little baby, can we stop listening?"

"No!"

Tian Tian suddenly stretched out her hand: "I seem to have already felt the charm of this song."

"What!?"

"When I first heard it, I thought this song "Heart and Heart" was very weird, howling, and it was not music at all. Especially the MV, Qu Zhiyin's expression was scary..."

Tian Tian said.

Zhao Yuer nodded deeply with her words.

"But when I heard the second time, I noticed the tune inside, and I faintly captured a sense of rhythm. By the third time, I couldn't help but shake my head, and some words began to appear in my mouth... No, because there is no need for lyrics, I can already hum according to the rhythm. When I waited for the fourth time... I couldn't help but dance, and there was only one thought in my mind..."

When Tian Tian said this, she kept wavering passionately: "Bring a knife, a knife, and a knife... A good song, this is really a good song like never before. I feel like I have transformed into a swordsman, God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, whoever stops me from listening to the song will fight with whoever I will fight with!"

“…”

Zhao Yuer was stunned when Tian Tian looked so exaggerated: "It's really... it's really so powerful!"

"Divine Comedy! This is definitely a divine Comedy! This is worthy of being Qu Zhiyin. When we put aside our prejudices and listen to his songs attentively, we can actually discover such amazing charm in this song. I will use this divine Comedy to burn my passion and years in the future!"

Tian Tian said, turning the voice a little louder again: "Listen, listen, listen carefully, listen clearly, listen clearly?"

"Bring...a knife?"

Zhao Yuer stammered in response.

Before she knew it, this lyrics that were not considered lyrics also appeared in her mind...

...

As Tian Tian gradually found the charm contained in this song, comments about this song continued to emerge on the Internet.

"It's very imposing, and the singing style is full of twists and turns, which makes people feel emotional ups and downs! Good song!"

"This song is so amazing, especially with a knife at the end... He has a gun, he has a gun, he has a gun, oh, it fully interprets the fierceness and surging of the battle, especially the accompaniment expresses the madness of the midnight bell, which makes people feel passionate, just like the three hundred rounds of battle between Tang Monk and Donald Duck, which makes people even more goosebumps!"

"I am a warrior. At the critical moment of condensing the Qi, suddenly a ghost crying and howls came from my son's room, which shocked people, causing the Qi that I was about to condense to dissipate. In anger, I wish I could beat my son to death, but my son was only ten years old and had to pass on my son for three generations. Before I could beat my son to death, I guess my father and grandfather would have to beat me to death first. I had no choice but to listen. Then, there was only one word cycle left in my mind, "Blade with a knife with a knife...'. After listening for a long time, I actually felt someone knocking my temple with a hammer, making my mind ethereal, and gradually felt like I had realized the true meaning of this song... Good knife, good knife technique! This knife seemed to open up the world, and suddenly tore the fog in my heart. I realized it! The knife came!"

Among countless hot discussions, this song seemed to be interpreted as a national carnival, and even people in the non-music world seemed to have leaned over to join in the fun.

All comments are awesome.

There is no way, only praise can win awards, and occasionally some bad reviews are drowned in countless praises.
Chapter completed!