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Chapter 494 - 325: Traffic Password

Chapter 494: Chapter 325: Traffic Password

Lizhi Network, backstage of a certain live stream room.

Duan Xian was awkwardly enduring the makeup artist’s application on his face while nervously reciting the material in his hand.

It included the live broadcast procedure he was about to follow on stage and some preparation questions.

The former manager of May Film and Television Media, now acquired by Gao Yuan, Brother Song, was helping him with his lines at the moment, reminding him of some points to note.

"Lizhi Network is an internet platform developed by the Su Province Radio and Television Group. Although we couldn’t secure an opportunity to be on Lizhi TV this time, if we get a good response from the audience this time, it will be much easier to strive for a formal appearance next time."

To secure this exposure opportunity, Brother Song has exhausted his not-so-abundant connections.

He originally thought that Chairman Gao was going to promote a worthless product, but this newcomer actually gave him a pleasant surprise.

On today’s music chart rankings.

The song "Misaligned Space-Time" has soared to third place on Tencent Music’s popularity chart for the day, with over 5 million plays, and those ranked ahead of it are all well-known singers.

For a newcomer’s achievements, this is definitely a miracle.

Getting started is the hardest part, but now that Duan Xian himself brings traffic, he has a foundation to rise from!

What Brother Song’s team needs to do is to make good use of this opportunity, taking advantage of the popularity of "Misaligned Space-Time" while it lasts, and push him to the top!

"This online interview live stream will not only feature you but also the famous actor Dr. Zhai. It’s rare to share the stage with such big names.

But don’t be nervous, just perform normally as you’ve trained these past two days. Your sense of the stage and camera presence are quite good.

And since this live doesn’t have a physical audience, just treat it as a normal practice interview."

The problem is, I’ve never had a "normal interview" before...

Facing Brother Song’s reassurances, Duan Xian felt more helpless than consoled.

The last few days, his life has been like a roller coaster ride.

He sang a song and inexplicably became famous.

Then, two days later, a person claiming to be a manager from Lingjing Media showed up at his door without a word and wanted to sign him and even talked about getting him into a movie.

Following that, a group of professionals began to relentlessly package and train him.

Before he could even adjust to his new role, he was told that he was about to appear on a Lizhi Network online interview program.

In a daze, he found himself standing in front of the stage, stepping forward would plunge him into the "unfathomable" entertainment industry...

Just a few days ago, his social media was still full of "hard-core promotions, new product push, citywide hot sales," "You are the visitor who doesn’t return by the ancient lamp, I am the late-night real estate agent"...

In such a short time, suddenly he was asked to post motivational short articles about "not forgetting the initial purpose." Duan Xian felt it was so unreal.

Even Mr. Duan and Mrs. Duan, in recent days, their most frequently searched terms were "star scout scams," "Pay 30,000 for a debut, 50,000 for a film role?" "Female anchor deceived out of money and body in pursuit of a star dream" and other popular relevant articles.

If it weren’t for the fact that the signing bonus of several hundred thousand was paid in full upfront, the family might have already gone to the police.

At this moment, Brother Song might even be at the police station explaining the situation...

Everything seemed to be proceeding according to the "career planning" Meng Lang had for him.

Although he didn’t know why his buddy, who usually had no social presence, suddenly had such great power to mobilize so many connections and resources to pave the way for him, seemingly determined to spend the money to make him a star.

But to repay Meng Lang’s favor and simultaneously pay off debts, he had no choice but to stubbornly go through with it.

Thinking about the chaotic situation at home recently, Duan Xian couldn’t help but want to complain about that person hiding behind the scenes.

Yesterday, browsing social media, he found that his buddy had actually gone to Anxi to visit the Terracotta Army, and his selfies showed him smiling brilliantly.

He, a close friend and brother, was facing such a massive turn in his life, yet the person behind the scenes, the manipulator, hadn’t even made a single phone call to check on him, only caring about his own leisure and sightseeing.

Thinking about it felt somewhat disappointing...

"Um... Brother Song, I need to go to the restroom."

"Go ahead, but come back quickly!"

"Okay!"

Duan Xian walked to a deserted corridor and finally took out his phone to dial a number.

[Hello!]

[Cheap dates, for sale cheap!]

[Big mangoes, 10 dollars for 3 kilograms, money back if not sweet!]

The familiar voice of his buddy came through the phone, but the environment on the other side sounded noisy, apparently at some market.

"Uh... are you out shopping?" Duan Xian asked doubtfully.

[At the market here, what’s up? If you’ve got something to say, spit it out quickly, my arms are about to give out.]

At the market?

In Su City, nobody calls shopping by such an archaic term...

Looks like this guy hasn’t returned yet?

[Xiao Meng, this ethnic minority outfit looks nice, right? Hurry up and pay for it.]

[You’re buying clothes, why should I be the one to pay?]

[Stingy! I even picked up a Miao ethnic outfit for Xiao Yu, super cute! I initially wanted to have Xiao Yu wear it tonight for some photos, but never mind then.]

[... How much is it, boss?]

Duan Xian: "..."

I’m experiencing a blizzard under the southern sun while you enjoy eternal spring in the northern cold nights?

Duan Xian suddenly felt that searching for moral support through a phone call was a mistake...

After waiting a while, the person on the other end finally picked up the phone again.

[Hello! Are you still there?]

"I’m here, just emotionally absent..." Duan Xian replied with a trace of sorrow in his voice.

[Uh... what’s wrong?]

"This is my very first time on a live stream, and not even a call from a brother of mine, I’m really hurt!"

[Live streaming? What live stream?]

Upon hearing this, Duan Xian paused for a moment, his tone becoming even more mournful.

"You’re the one who got me into the entertainment circle, and you’re the one who arranged for people to sign me up. And now you’re telling me that you didn’t even know I was about to go on stage...

So, your interest in me is practically nonexistent?

Are you really just in this to push me off the cliff without a burial?"

[Oh oh! The live stream! I know, I know!]

Facing the wave of resentment, the person on the other end quickly changed his tone.

[Actually, sometimes knowing the outcome is enough, the process doesn’t really matter...

Oh right, the person you’re live streaming with, isn’t it Dr. Zhai?]

It seemed like Meng Lang suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Huh? You actually know about that?"

[Of course, although it was Xiao Lang who introduced me, and fame depends on the individual, but as your lifetime ’life coach’, trust me, I’m always paying attention to your career growth!

Hey lady, four bamboo tube zongzi, thank you!

What was I talking about? Oh right! The life coach.

So, listen, if you bump into Dr. Zhai on stage later, remember to find a chance to chat more about ’Spider Web’.]

"Spider Web? Why?" Duan Xian asked, confused.

Me, a third-rate university graduate who had his thesis edited overnight by a senior, that’s me! And you’re telling me to chat about Spider Web with a postdoctoral nerd from Peking University?

Isn’t that just asking for embarrassment?

Is this some kind of ad placement?

[Um... I’m not really sure myself, just want to see how it goes!]

You don’t know the impact and you want me to make an ad placement? How much money did you take?!

Duan Xian couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

"All mystical and cryptic, are you trying to play charades with me?"

[Exactly! And all that ’traffic password’, Riddler stuff... I hate it the most!]

Duan Xian: "..."

Is this some kind of self-mockery?

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