The God of Songs starts from the live broadcast

Chapter 48 Arrival and note

"It's a great honor to spend this wonderful time with everyone. Our destination, Shanghai Hongqiao Airport is about to arrive. Passengers, please check your luggage..."

A burst of radio sound pulled Zheng Fan out of his light sleep.

After chatting with Xuan Xuan for a while, Zheng Fan fell asleep unconsciously.

"Arrived in Shanghai? It's so fast."

Xuan Xuan smiled and said: "We arrived 5 minutes earlier than normal time, let's go, Brother Fan, pack your luggage, let's get off the plane and find the express hotel designated by the program group first."

Zheng Fan nodded and agreed with Xuan Xuan's words, which coincided with his own thoughts.

The program team requires contestants to arrive at the gymnasium before [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, and after the [-] contestants arrive in Shanghai, they will be free of charge as long as they check in at the express hotel designated by the program team.

And there is also a unified bus transfer.

This can be regarded as a small benefit, but once it is eliminated, it will not enjoy this treatment.

The plane slowly stopped at the airport, and the passengers began to disembark one after another.

"Hi sir, have a nice trip!"

The peach-eyed stewardess was standing in the cabin and bumped into Zheng Fan who was about to get off the plane.

She reached out and shook hands with Zheng Fan.

"Hello, hello." Zheng Fan quickly reached out his hand and held it.

Inadvertently skipping over her chest, the nameplate on it reads An Luting.

"Ahem, let's go, Brother Fan, look at how you are holding on to someone's hand."

Seeing this, Xuan Xuan behind him coughed twice and reminded Zheng Fan not to go too far.

What's wrong with you holding the hand of the stewardess and not letting go?
A blush appeared on An Luting's face, and the two let go of their hands and walked past each other.

After getting off the plane, while looking for a taxi, Xuan Xuan said, "Brother Fan, have you fallen in love with him? Then you can't do this, just ask for a phone number secretly, or contact him privately."

Zheng Fan shook his head and didn't bring up the matter again, but said, "I'll make a video for my wife first."

This is the first time for Zheng Fan to come to Shanghai. I have to say that international big cities are different. The tall buildings around the airport go straight into the sky.

There is a million dollar luxury car every few cars in the airport parking lot.

Occasionally, I would see people wearing hats and masks, covering their entire body tightly, with bodyguards beside them, coming out of the exit.

Quickly got into the car that had been waiting for a long time, and then disappeared.

A group of teenage girls held up light signs and shouted heart-piercingly.

Following them from the exit to the car, they watched the idol leave without paying them any attention.

They even said to each other excitedly: My brother just looked at me, I can’t stand it anymore, I can’t stand it anymore.

My brother seemed to be smiling at me, and so was my mother. Although I was wearing a mask, I could feel it and my legs were weak.

……

This should be some star actor.

After Zheng Fan and Xuan Xuan distanced themselves, they took out their mobile phone and opened their other hand, there was a note in it.

There is a phone number written on it, the handwriting is beautiful, and the signature is An Luting.

After crumpling the note into a ball, Su Linlin also connected to his video call.

After declaring safety, Zheng Fan was about to say some daily earthy love words when he was interrupted by Xuan Xuan.

"Brother Fan, come quickly, I found the car."

I made an agreement with Su Linlin to call her after returning to the hotel, and after hanging up, Zheng Fan walked towards Xuanxuan.

After getting into the car, Xuan Xuan said: "Brother Fan, I have posted a poll about you on my official account and self-media platform, let's go eat something first, and then go back to the hotel to record?"

"No problem, by the way, how much money do self-media people like you generally earn?"

Zheng Fan is more interested in this issue. He has never been exposed to it before, so he doesn't understand it very well.

Xuan Xuan: "The income is hard to say. In our business, the more traffic you earn, the more traffic you will earn, so we will create some gimmicky headlines to attract traffic."

"And the main income is from receiving public relations articles, such as whitewashing and blackmailing. Employers will calculate the money based on traffic. For example, if you have 1 clicks, you can basically get [-] to [-], and then go up. For every additional [-] clicks, the remuneration will also increase accordingly.”

"Why? Brother Fan is also interested in this?"

Shaking his head, Zheng Fan said, "I just suddenly remembered to ask, by the way, are you going to the stadium before six o'clock tomorrow?"

"No, we don't need to go. We just need to vote for you in the form of live video during the second round of voting."

"However, you people have worked hard enough. I read from the announcement that you need to get on the bus at four o'clock tomorrow to go to the stadium."

Xuan Xuan on the side said gloatingly.

You might as well kill him if you wake him up that early, he has a terrible sleep procrastination.

If it wasn't for being unable to get up in the morning, he wouldn't have chosen the self-media career.

Soon the car arrived at the Batian Express Hotel.

After showing their ID cards, Zheng Fan and Xuan Xuan got room cards respectively.

"Brother Fan, what do you want to eat? I will make arrangements for you tonight."

Zheng Fan: "It's enough to eat some fast food in the hotel, don't we still need to record your show."

After a short contact, Zheng Fan had some superficial understanding of Xuan Xuan.

Outspoken, informal, fully in line with the characteristics of Hulk Shandong people.

Moreover, the profession he was currently engaged in also had an interest relationship with Zheng Fan, so Zheng Fan had the idea of ​​getting acquainted with him further.

Although according to Xuanxuan himself, the current flow of his various official accounts is not large, at most they can be regarded as a minor celebrity.

But Zheng Fan felt that Xuanxuan's mind was open, and he might not be able to make it big in the future, so there was no harm in establishing a good relationship in advance.

The most important thing is, I heard from Xuan Xuan that when many companies need public relations, they especially like to find middle-level self-media like them.

Moreover, these self-media media have their own circles and contact information, so they will know the inside story of many things better than the public.

In the future, if someone wants to bring his own rhythm and blackmail himself, having such a friend may be able to help him.

"That's fine, let's make do with this meal first, and when you get good grades, we'll get drunk."

Xuanxuan is also very optimistic about Zheng Fan. Although Zheng Fan is only relatively popular in the live broadcast circle and is still not popular in the music industry, he feels that Zheng Fan will definitely be able to walk.

Many people have heard Zheng Fan's song on the short video platform and think it sounds good, but they don't know that this song is sung by Zheng Fan.

But this time, if Zheng Fan can get out of the circle in this original singer's show, he will usher in a big explosion of fame.

The two went to the restaurant of the hotel to take a lunch box each, and then returned to Zheng Fan's room together.

"Hey, Brother Fan, you're so popular. I've only posted it for over an hour, and I've received [-] to [-] replies."

Xuan Xuan, who was checking the computer while eating, exclaimed.

"Oh? Really? What questions are you asking? Show me."

Zheng Fan on the side couldn't hold it any longer and wanted to come over to check.

After all, it was about himself, and he was also very curious about what kind of questions those fans would ask him.

But Xuanxuan clicked to minimize the page, and said with a smirk: "Don't, Brother Fan, now when you watch the live broadcast for a while, there will be no program effect, so it's not exciting."

"By the way, do you have uniform addiction?"

Seeing that Xuan Xuan's eyes were full of gossip, Zheng Fan pointed out two middle fingers and ignored him.

Would I tell you this confidential matter?joke!
(End of this chapter)