Gu Qinghan felt that the rain was caused by Ye Ning and Chen Shuwen. Now they were going to duel, but the heavy rain trapped her in the building. There was no umbrella or car around her, so she couldn't get on the ring.

But now that the car has arrived, it's a Rolls-Royce. Not only does it have an expensive umbrella, but it also has a dedicated driver who comes to protect her from the rain. She just needs to take one step forward.

The plan is that Rolls-Royce.

Gu Qinghan is not stupid, and her celebrity status masks her keen business sense.

She knows that any music software with interactive functions, if this plan is used, will undoubtedly gain a large number of users in a short period of time, with extremely high stickiness.

Such a plan can create greater value, but the other party has to focus on album promotion.

Too wasteful.

[Your plan can be used in other places, Gu Qinghan doesn’t need marketing, just give up.] Gu Qinghan still wants to persuade.

[Will you help me or not? Just help me make a few trumpets look like real people. If you don’t do such a simple thing and I will do it, I will know day by day that arguing online is useless. 】

【What did I do?】

【You are making excuses now!】

[Then where did I make a point before? 】

Lu Yang raised his eyebrows. He felt that what he was looking for was not a fan at all, but a pure bully. Talking to this person was a waste of time.

[I admit that the comments on your Weibo are very objective, but why do you insist that Gu Qinghan doesn’t like marketing? She just wants to prove that she is going to fail now. Regardless of whether she likes marketing or not, she can compete on the same stage.

That’s it.]

【Wake up, you idiot!】

[The way to defeat the evil dragon is to become an evil dragon, instead of stupidly sticking to your heart. After becoming a dragon-slaying warrior, you don’t have to be eaten in one bite.]

After typing this series, Lu Yang directly cut off the interface and started tinkering with the Weibo account on his mobile phone, but he still saw the information on the other side on his computer.

[Final question: Why do you think she can win? You didn’t even hear Gu Qinghan’s song.]

[Because I believe that, whether you want to help or not, I will give you these thirty trumpets. If you don’t do it, I will do it in the end.] Lu Yang did not waste any time and quit directly.

Gu Qinghan raised his head and took a deep breath. She was a little touched to have such a fan, but she was very unhappy when the other person scolded her for being a jerk.

As for refusing marketing, Zhou Gezi across from me was a robber who bought and sold by force and didn't give her any chance to refuse.

And she admitted that the saying "if you defeat the dragon, you will become the dragon" makes sense.

She was willing to try, but she still wanted to ask questions.

【Why do you believe it?】

The message was sent, but nothing happened. Looking at the word "unread" in the chat box, Gu Qinghan copied the trumpet message and clicked to switch accounts.

Change your avatar and nickname, add a few sad and sad signatures, and even forget to like a few celebrities’ Weibo posts...

Such a process took ten minutes, and when she was almost done, it was late at night.

Everyone had fallen asleep, and only the lights from the top of the building shrouded the city. Gu Qinghan opened his Weibo account and finally saw Zhou Gege's Weibo message five minutes ago.

[Believe is believe, don’t argue, I have to ask for leave from my boss tomorrow, so you should go to bed early. 】

Gu Qinghan still wanted to ask. He glanced at the time on his phone and saw that at three o'clock in the night, the other party should have turned off his phone. He just thought of the link in the plan that asked for a marketing account, so he left a message.

[Give me your account and I will pay some money to get a marketing account.]

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Early the next morning.

Lu Yang was woken up by the alarm clock. He had only slept for four hours, and he could see his eyes turning red while facing the black screen.

"I have something to do today, please take leave."

"Something's wrong."

In the chat interface between him and Gu Qinghan, these two messages appeared at the same time. The longer message was from him and the shorter message was from Gu Qinghan.

"It seems there is no need to deduct wages."

Lu Yang thought to himself, clicked on Weibo and saw Sister Xiao's message.

[You're a bully who keeps arguing every day, but you don't have a job at all. How can you pay for it?】

【don't want!】

He replied and opened Gu Qinghan's Weibo.

The time is 7:55, five minutes before the preview of the title song is released.

The current plan seems to be going well. The gangster on the other end was also helping with the trumpet last night, and it was very fast. Lu Yang even gave her ten more accounts, but the completion time was only five minutes late.

"As expected of someone who types on the keyboard every day!" Lu Yang sighed in his heart.

[Why do you say that I have no job and browsing Weibo is just my spare time!] Sister Xiao sent a private message.

Lu Yang ignored it and let Gu Qinghan on the other end become a stone of hope.

Time 8:00

Weibo, managed by assistant Lan Qin, posted as scheduled: [People who deliberately avoid people are often the ones they care about. The title song of the new album "Said Goodbye" (advance version) is given to everyone. 】

Time 8:03

Gu Qinghan used a small account and took the time to paste the copy in the comment area.

——[But I am a nostalgic person. I remember everyone who walked with me on any road, but we all said goodbye in the end.]

Immediately after posting, she saw the same copy in the comments section.

"Is this man sick?"

They both complained at the same time.

The two people who ran into the copy could only delete it and refresh it.

"ill?"

It was so outrageous that Gu Qinghan even wanted to give up. She had deleted the comment, but she didn't expect that the other party had also deleted it.

Is this really a perfect marketing plan?

She began to doubt, and felt that they could create the funniest car crash scene in the entertainment industry.

[I will send the first fifteen, you will send the next twenty, and you can think of the remaining fifteen.] A message from Zhou Gege came.

【Um.】

This time Gu Qinghan didn't ask immediately. She knew that Zhou Gege would still have to spend time looking for a marketing account.

Just looking at the numbers thirty-five and fifteen, he finally realized something was wrong.

[Fifty trumpets together, what do you mean by throwing thirty to me yesterday?]

She finally asked.

But Zhou Gege didn't reply. Gu Qinghan clicked on Weibo again. The bottom of the comment area was already filled with the man's copywriting.

Time passed by, and the time they sent the copy was deliberately spaced, but a few hours passed, and they were the only ones in the comment area.

Of course, there are also several comments from fans, and they are all complimentary.

【Sister Qinghan’s songs are so nice.】

[Sister Qinghan on the cover is simply stunning!]

【......】

Maybe it's the truth, maybe it's perfunctory, but there is no doubt that they are Gu Qinghan's original fans.

The main purpose of the plan is to attract passers-by.

[Your plan is very good, but it still needs time to ferment.] Gu Qinghan sent a private message.

She had already predicted the ending of failure. There could be no problem with the song, and the plan was very thorough. The only loopholes were exposure and time.

Time, she didn't have.

As for exposing this thing, it all depends on destiny.
Chapter completed!