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Chapter 247 Inexplicable red(2/2)

Calm down, I hung up the phone, contact me in eight hours.

Then Han Qi really hung up the phone.

It's just evening here, and it's probably three o'clock in the morning back home.

Hmm... Then it will be about the same when I wake up tomorrow.

Han Qi came out of the hot pot restaurant and went directly back to the hotel. He had wanted to go to the bar before. Although he wasn't good at drinking, he could see. It would be a waste to not have such good eyes to watch dancing beauties.

After watching videos for a while, I saw that I was getting more and more popular on related videos and tiktok, and I felt more and more unhappy.

A song that is so mediocre can be released, ugh.

Wang Zheng had always been a light sleeper, and he had set special sound effects for Han Qi's message notification tone, so he woke up in a daze after receiving the message. It took him a while to realize that someone had sent him a message.

Send me a message in the middle of the night, that grandson doesn’t want to live anymore?

Anxious to wake up, he saw the WeChat message sent by Han Qi.

"Brother Wang, I had a little itchy hands when I was in the UK, so I sang a few songs here on the Thames River, but now it seems to be popular. My songs are everywhere on TikTok. I checked YouTube and my attention

The price has skyrocketed in the past two days, what should I do? By the way, there is also a new song..."

Wang Zheng's eyes grew bigger and bigger as he waited, and his heart was full of surprises.

Is this guy so popular abroad?

He got up quickly, put on some clothes and went to turn on the computer. It took him a long time to log in to the YouTube channel.

When the studio first opened, they counted Han Qi's various social accounts and found that there were only more than one million fans on YouTube, all gathered from watching Han Qi's vlogs and a few street performances.

But in the network outside the wall, there are more than one million followers, and even a little bit of buzz can’t reach it.

But now there are three million.

Is it worthy of being the modern Internet? As long as it becomes popular, its popularity will rise so quickly!

He didn’t know the name of the new song Han Qi mentioned, so he quickly called the other people in the studio. After a long time, he found out that the new song was called rhythm of the rain. After listening to it for a while, although he didn’t understand the lyrics, the melody and rhythm were very good.

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He began to envy the handsome figure in the video again. He was so good at singing English songs. Was he a natural singer?

Listened to it twice more.

Finally, someone in the work group reminded: "It's not easy for Brother Han to become so popular abroad. We have to strike while the iron is hot. We need to let Brother Han reveal the pure version of this song as soon as possible. Although it sounds good live,

, but the reception is too bad.”

After all, it was just a simple street singing without any professional radio equipment.

"Yes, strike while the iron is hot!"

Wang Zheng's whole body felt hot in the middle of the night. If it works well, it will attract a large number of foreign fans in a short period of time, develop the foreign music circle, and then be able to promote Han Qi's international superstardom.

If you are not an international superstar in Asia, you are in the UK.

Wang Zheng didn't even think about how many songs Han Qi had in total.

With this excitement, he called Han Qi's phone twice, and both times it was turned off... His blood suddenly turned cold, thinking of Han Qi's WeChat content, and feeling the cold temperature of the night.

This shit.

It's just a song promoted in advance. We don't earn enough money at all. Why should I scold you?

Even turned off the phone!

Why didn't I realize you were such a fool before?

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Han Qi was still worried about this when he first fell asleep, but he fell asleep quickly. When he woke up, he completely forgot about yesterday's unpleasantness. He was not inferior to anyone in terms of sleep quality.

I found my phone somewhere on the bed and clicked on it.

Shut down.

Memories of yesterday suddenly came flooding back.

Lao Wang won't be crazy about it, after all, he has always asked himself to give new songs, and now he has wasted a good song.

After turning on the phone, I saw a lot of incoming calls and a lot of messages on WeChat.

Before Han Qi could see what they said in WeChat, he felt his phone vibrate, and then the ringtone rang.
Chapter completed!
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