The Internet celebrity participated in the role of Wolf Warrior, and the whole Internet scolded him

"Quick, take a look."

Li Jiahang could only look down at the phone that Li Zongsheng handed over.

On the screen, it was the most searched topic on Weibo.

The content of the topic is simple: money back!

After clicking on it, the screen is full of "Refund!", and behind this very magical slogan, there are names one by one.

"Refund! Li Hao, refund!"

"Refund! Xue Xiaoqian, refund!"

"Refund! Brilliance, refund!"

"I stayed up all night to listen to your new single and spent money, so you post such a rubbish song?"

"This hell, Guigu wolf howling, is also worthy of singing?"

"Trough! Speed ​​up the melody of the song you sang in "Tianci Musician", change a few words, change the title of the song, and dare to call it a new song?"

"Nimma! Your food looks are too ugly!"

The topics on Weibo are almost one-sided, and they are all infamy.

Of course, this is also because this topic, is a very critical topic...

But it is undeniable that their downloads are very good.

The worst song, "Love is the Most Glorious" by Wang Dakai, has received 120 million downloads.

The highest song is Brilliance's "Youth Love", which has received 140 million downloads.

"It's still 'content is king.'"

Li Jiahang muttered something vaguely while watching and eating.

"Yes, yes."

Li Zongsheng nodded repeatedly, and said excitedly: "Our quality is not a little bit higher than theirs."

"This time, Hualong Music's server will most likely be the same as it was in "The Lonely Brave" last time."

"Yes, yes."

Luo Xiaoyou also followed suit.

Then, he said with some regret: "It's a pity, we can't put Penguin and Wangyun on the platforms, otherwise, we can make a lot of money."

"Yes." Gao Xiaosong was also a little emotional.

He took a peek at Li Jiahang, and cautiously suggested: "Mr. Li, why don't you try paid subscriptions on Hualong as well?"

"You can't go back on your word."

Li Jiahang shook his head and simply gave a negative answer.

"I'm not thinking about making money." Gao Xiaosong thought for a while, and persuaded again: "The company needs money to operate, and singers like Wang Zhijie and Li Jian also need to live."

"So, they need to seize the time to produce new works."

Li Jiahang just finished eating, wiped his mouth, and said seriously: "As long as they have enough excellent works, they can go to the concert."

"At that time, you can make money."

"Moreover, their influence is large enough, and they can also accept product endorsements, advertisements, and participate in programs, which are all sources of income."

Now that this topic was mentioned, Li Jiahang simply said a few more words.

"Hualong Music is free at the beginning, but the purpose is not to be free, but to let everyone get used to listening to genuine music instead of pirated ones."

"The music market will be healthier only if everyone respects copyright."

Ah!

what!

hiss!

The faces of the few people present all changed slightly, and they looked at Li Jiahang in surprise.

It turned out that he did it for free at the time out of such considerations.

For a moment, several people were in awe of Li Jiahang!

"Okay, let's not talk about that."

Li Jiahang waved his hands with a smile, and changed the subject: "How are you preparing for the press conference?"

"It's all arranged."

"That's fine. Let's go together after nine o'clock."

"okay!"

Chapter 278

Hengdian.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Hualong Pictures.

The open space in front of the gate has been arranged by Gao Xiaosong as a venue for the press conference.

Background, chairs, everything.

But... very deserted.

Almost all of the fifty seats were empty, and only five people were seated.

Looking over at a glance, Gao Xiaosong's expression was very ugly.

Li Jiahang was sitting in the middle, his expression was as usual, without any special expression changes.

Li Zongsheng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Such a deserted press conference was the bleakest one he had ever seen in his career.

"Old Gao, what's the matter?"

"I don't know either. Yesterday I sent messages to dozens of media outlets, and also posted messages on Weibo."

"Someone is playing tricks!" Li Zongsheng narrowed his eyes and remembered Huang Jing's name again.

As soon as Huang Jing was mentioned, his teeth itch with hatred, just like Huang Jing thinking of Li Jiahang.

"Not necessarily." Gao Xiaosong thought for a while, and said with a wry smile: "It may be something extraordinary, and the impact is too great..."

"Ugh......"

"Would you like to wait a little longer?"

"It's okay, let's start directly."

Li Jiahang was still in a calm mood, with a smile on his lips.

not coming?

Okay!

Today I will release a breaking news, let you regret it!

I, Li Jiahang, dare not come to the press conference. Do you still want to make big news in the future?

Go dream!

The truth is exactly what Li Zongsheng and Gao Xiaosong said.

Entertainment journalists always have to consider their own livelihood.

Li Jiahang killed Zhuo Buju, which made them feel a sense of crisis, and they were not very willing to have anything to do with him.

Another one is that they have been in close contact with Huang Jing, Zheng Jianguo and others, and everyone cooperates very well.

Since Huang Jing wants to engage Li Jiahang, they are also willing to participate.

It doesn't mean it's against Li Jiahang, but it's not a problem to let him go.

......

"Hi everyone, I am Hualong Music..."

Gao Xiaosong forced a smile on his face, looked at the entertainment journalists sitting in front of him, pulled himself together, and began to host the press conference.

It's just that, just as he said an opening remark, several entertainment journalists stood up, with sick faces, expressing that they were unwell and could not attend the following press conference.

Some said they had a stomachache, some said they had prostate problems, and some said they had headaches and nausea.

In short, there are all kinds of strange things, and there are everything to say.

Seeing their appearance, Gao Xiaosong's face turned dark all of a sudden.

Li Zongsheng's lungs were about to explode, he couldn't help it on the spot, he slapped the table heavily, and stood up abruptly.

Luo Xiaoyou had quick eyes and quick hands, so he quickly pulled him to prevent him from saying something he shouldn't say.

"groove!"

"Son of a bitch!"

"I believe his ghost!"

Although he sat down, Li Zongsheng still had a dark face, swearing with dissatisfaction and indescribable anger!

same.

The faces of Wang Zhijie, Li Jian, Xiao Taili, Yang Yu and others at the press conference for the play were also very ugly.

Unfavorable start, no one is happy.

"President Li, I'm sorry, I..."

Gao Xiaosong was ashamed and looked down at Li Jiahang, not knowing what to say.

It's really embarrassing for the press conference to be held like this!

I am afraid that this is the only one in China's music circle.

It's not afraid, it's the only one!

same.

Li Jiahang's complexion was also a little bad.

However, he did not blame Gao Xiaosong.

Gao Xiaosong cannot be blamed for this matter.

"It's all right."

Li Jiahang took a deep breath, calmed down, and said in a deep voice: "Publish the song as usual! As long as the song is posted, the matter will be resolved naturally."

"At that time, they will regret it."

"Yes! Yes! Let those bastards regret it!" Li Zongsheng immediately cursed again!

As soon as the words fell, a somewhat weak voice sounded.

"that......"

The few people who were talking all turned their heads, and a trace of astonishment flashed in their eyes.

Chapter 279

A very young Yuji stood there with a nervous expression on his face, raised his hands, and looked at them nervously.

Gao Xiaosong saw him and said coldly: "Why are you uncomfortable? Go slowly, don't see him off."

"That... I'm not sick."

"Then what do you want?"

"I am, I am..."

Being stared at by a group of people, the young Yuji was nervous and stuttered.