Bai Guan knows the rules and customs in this circle.

But knowing it doesn't mean she can really accept it.

At first, when Liu Ying mentioned it to her, she didn't think it was very good. She was afraid it would arouse the ridicule of fans.

But that's what Liu Ying said at the beginning. Black, red and purple are all red. Anyway, they are popular. How do you care?

Bai Guan is also eager to gain a foothold in this circle, to prove that she is no worse than ye se, and to let Zhao Lin look back at her.

So I promised.

But when things were really done, and the comments and insults of all parties were good, she felt that this pressure could not be borne by ordinary people.

She was not a big star.

There are not many fans on Weibo.

Now Yang Yunxi's fans scold all the way. Her comments and microblog hits have increased a lot, but the problem is that the fans haven't increased much.

In other words, after the heat passed, her popularity remained the same.

"Sister Ying, but once the heat has passed, there will be nothing. Otherwise, we'd better think of another way?"

"Don't worry. You're neither a singer nor an actor. Your popularity doesn't rise so fast. The most important thing is to have your own works."

Bai Guan was stunned. "Then I play the piano and send it to the microblog?"

"Are you stupid?"

Liu Ying pointed to her nose and scolded.

"How many people do you think are really willing to listen to you play the piano now? It's good for 10% of the fans on your microblog to really like music. What do most male fans like? You really don't have a number in your heart?"

Let's say that Bai Guan immediately felt ashamed again. She always felt like an ancient brothel woman who served people with color.

But Liu Ying's words are irrefutable.

Because it is.

Even if she is no longer willing, she must admit that those male fans still shout for her to take selfies every day.

"Well, what does sister Ying mean?"

"It will be broadcast live tonight for one hour. The first half hour is mainly to interact with the fans, and then remember to set it up by yourself. When the second half of the time, you can play a song. Finally, I will arrange someone to interact with you and ask you about the musical instrument. At that time, you will push the boat with the current and play a short piece of electronic organ."

Bai Guan's eyes lit up.

That's a good idea!

Her major is guqin, but the problem is that she has been exposed to music since she was a child, and she can play more than two or three kinds of musical instruments.

At that time, as long as the publicity is in place, her versatile image will naturally grow up.

"OK. I see." Bai Guan is more or less reluctant.

"Also, at the end, remember to say again that if the fans rise to an integer, they will sing live."

Bai Guan was stunned. "Can I sing?"

"Why not? There are sound repair software now. I'll help you get it at that time. Also, I'm fine these days. Remember to practice these songs more and sing them well."

Bai Guan looked at the title of the song. She can sing.

But if so, how does Bai Guan feel as if she is developing on the road to net popularity?

"I am now talking to you about an advertising endorsement. Although it is not a big brand, it has a high national degree. If it is negotiated, it will be quite beneficial to your later development."