Chapter 111: Promote? No! This is the help of the air!

Many people are still thinking about what angle to describe the second round of the Chopin International Piano Competition promotion list, someone actually posted the manuscript?

Although you can post even if you copy and paste it directly... but at least you have to write some of your own things, right?

Many people were skeptical about seeing what the public account had posted and whether they had just sent the notification from the organizing committee directly.

As a result, I saw that... I was silent in an instant.

How can this thing be written like this? How can it be so irritated?

However, what they didn't expect was that this manuscript was praised by countless people, and instantly became a hot search from a small magazine that no one paid attention to.

"Damn it? Is China so strong this year? Can it actually get five places to enter the third round?"

"What five places are there? Three of them are Chinese. Two are in beautiful countries and one is in Massachusetts. They are not students raised by our China. Can you call them Chinese piano education? "

"If you have to say that, actually Xu Zi was not cultivated by China? In the true sense, Fu Diao was the only one who was cultivated by China!"

"I understand, Fu Diao is awesome! Fu Diao is the top player who can truly represent China!"

"Who is Fu Di? Have you had any experience before? Can anyone tell me?"

"I don't seem to have heard of Fu Diao's name. Was Fu Diao really a Chinese player before?"

"Hey? No, I seem to have heard of Fu Diao before. Maybe he was with He Shen? He Shen's student, right?"

"Fu Di, male, Chinese, graduated from the Affiliated Middle School of the Central Conservatory of Music. He is now studying with He Shen, a lecturer in the piano department of Haicheng Conservatory of Music... This is the only one I found out?"

"Well...so this is a Chinese player who is purely trained by China?"

"Anyway! China is awesome! Fu Diao is awesome!"

"I think don't say that for now, don't be too happy too early. Now is the third round. The third round is the stage where you can just get the Chopin International Piano Competition Certificate. It's still a long way from the final. Don't be too happy too early."

"20 contestants, 5 Chinese? I knock? China awakens?"

"It's so handsome. I was originally scolding Li Diyun in that place to go back to China for a concert because of my friend's birthday party. But now I see that it doesn't matter whether Li Diyun is in that place or not! There are still people supporting the Chinese in that place! Fu Diyun is really so handsome!"

"Fu Di, hehe, soft, fragrant~"

"Follow Fu Diao Miao, follow Fu Diao piano, thank you meow!"

"@Yong Chu Tafei's wife! Come out and see the gods!"

“…”

The dense comments instantly squeezed the screen of countless people. Even just refreshing, you can see many people praising Fu Diao in that place, looking forward to Fu Diao's performance in the third round.

The entry #Fu Diao and Xiao Sai# even directly entered the top ten hot searches.

Correspondingly, the #Li Diyun, who had rushed to the first place before and then dropped to the ninth position, withdrew from the competition# hashtag.

This feeling is very strange, just like when Li Diyun returned to China, she gave up her position to Fu Diao.

Li Diyun's fans began to worry, wanting to make Li Diyun's popularity rise a little.

but……

It is difficult to compete with the popularity of those who are watching the melon, and most of the melon-eating people hope to see Li Diyun be beaten by a young player.

Lang Liangyue’s fans are the most, followed by other classical music lovers.

Anyway, I just talk casually and enjoy my mouth, so why not make it a little more powerful?

And Fu Di and Li Diyun are really similar.

Both of them are Chinese, and their teachers are all Chinese. They all go to participate in the Chopin International Piano Competition, representing the orthodoxy of China.

In this case, I suddenly jumped from Li Diyun to Fu Diao and supported Fu Diao. What can I understand if I can't understand?

For a moment, the storm and the crowd began to gradually get to know a new classical musician from China.

His name is Fu Diao. He comes from China, his hometown Jiangzhou, and he studies at Haicheng Conservatory of Music. He is currently participating in the Chopin International Piano Competition and has reached the third round, competing with 19 other pianists around the world to the first place.

It is expected to defeat everyone and win the first place!

Although the result has not yet come out and it is just an ordinary guess now, many people have already believed this and began to truly look forward to Fu Diao leading China to continue moving forward and win the championship of the Chopin International Piano Competition.

Win the third round, strive for the fourth round, and finally win the championship!

The script has been written, so I will wait for Fu Diao to follow the script!

Zhao Yi had just woken up from his sleep. Before his brain was fully awake, he found that there were countless news on his phone.

Except for the damn editor-in-chief who sent him a lot of voice bars, many others congratulated him.

He casually found a friend and sent a question mark.

"What happened? Why did a lot of people in my circle of friends send me congratulations? What are the congratulations? What did I do?"

"Don't you know yet? Stop pretending, if you want me to compliment you a few more words, just say it's boring, it's boring to pretend like this."

"No, I really don't know what I did? You told me?"

"Don't you know that your news has exploded? It's already on the hot search! The number of readings has long exceeded one million!"

"ha?"

Zhao Yi was numb and he immediately looked at Weibo.

Sure enough, the hot searches were the articles he wrote, and there were already explosive words at the back.

More and more ordinary people are joining in.

No one can refuse this temptation to add a sense of collective honor.

He looked at these comments and couldn't help scratching his head. He still felt like he was in a dream.

He is just an ordinary person, and his writing is average, and his writing is even in the category with relatively poor writing.

Why did he write a hit?

He didn't understand at all, but he still looked at the editor-in-chief's news, full of expectations.

He really wants to know what the editor-in-chief’s attitude towards him now?

Zhao Yi opened the message sent to him by the editor-in-chief from the first click, and his whole body instantly became extremely soft. The editor-in-chief spoke to him in a friendly tone that he had never heard of before.

"Xiao Zhao! It's done well! Your manuscript is written very well! Keep working hard! Continue to dig deeper into the direction of this manuscript to see if you can increase the popularity a little. If you need it, you can contact me at any time. Let's discuss how to write the following content. If you continue to write this, this year's year-end bonus is likely to be flipped!"

Behind them are their own praise.

Zhao Yi's face turned red in an instant and his blood surged.

It was not because the editor-in-chief's voice made him excited, but because the editor-in-chief started to draw cakes, and he had a specific direction of effort!

Without any hesitation, he sent a message to the editor-in-chief and spoke with great excitement.

"Okay editor-in-chief! I'm sorry to have your news recovered so late. I just saw it. Now I'm going to dig deep into the manuscript to maximize the value of this manuscript!"

After saying that, check the wording, after confirming that it is correct, throw the phone on the bed, turn on the computer and start rubbing the keyboard.

New hits have appeared, how can we stagnate?

The subsequent updates to popular products will definitely get more traffic!

He is now extremely excited and has begun to fantasize about becoming a big shot in the press and eating enough traffic.

But at this time, he had no idea that Li Diyun had arrived in Sichuan Province at this moment.

Dongdong...

Li Diyun stood in a very dilapidated tube building, looking at the mottled dark marks around him, shook his head slightly, and reached out to knock on the door lock twice.

The sound of moving quickly came from the house, as if she had just stepped down from the chair with her slippers hanging down, then stopped at the door and asked outside.

"Who?"

"Teacher Shan, it's me."

Li Diyun said softly, pausing in the door for two sounds, then the sound of opening the insurance. Shan Yi pulled the door away from the door frame. With a creaking sound, he looked at Li Diyun and couldn't help but nod.

"Diyun is here, why are you back?"

He took two steps back, made way for the access, walked to the living room of the room, and waved to Li Diyun.

"Come in, let's talk, don't forget to close the door. Use some force, it's best to lift it up and close it. This door is a bit old. If you don't lift it up, I'm upset. Unfortunately, I'm not in good health recently and don't have much strength to lift the door."

"Oh, OK..."

Li Diyun nodded honestly at Shan Yi, turned around immediately after entering the house, held the door lock in both hands, and slowly pushed the door frame to make the two unite.

As Shan Yi said, as long as you lift it a little, the creaking sound of the door will be much smaller, completely different from the loud sound when you opened the door.

After Li Diyun confirmed that the door was closed without any problems, he turned around and looked at Shan Yi.

Shan Yi had already sat down at the light red solid wood armchair against the wall of the living room, leaning against the back of the chair, and a cushion was placed under his butt.

This kind of chair is not much different from those metal chairs. When you sit down directly, the cool air is soaring to your mind. That is, the flowing shape looks good.

Shan Yi waved at Li Diyun, pointed to another chair on the side of the coffee table, and said with a smile.

"Come on, sit down, sit down. You haven't come to find me for a long time. Today I suddenly come to find me. Is there anything wrong?"
To be continued...