Chapter 79 (1/2)
Xiao Qi is angry.
On the stage that day, he didn't escape. Groups of men and women like wolves lost control and ran to the stage, holding Xiao Qi in their arms.
Or even they don't know what they want to say. Anyway, it's this surging emotion, which is all so wanton.
It was not easy for the teenagers to struggle out of the crowd, then dressed in broken clothes and trousers, flew back to the backstage, and then ran home at the speed of 100 meters.
In the evening, a smarter classmate copied the song from the school tape, and then put it directly on the Internet.
In less than two hours, without any publicity, ”Li Lei and Han Meimei” suddenly exceeded 100000 hits.
Then the song made great progress, with more than 3 million hits in 24 hours and more than 50 million hits in the three-day holiday on New Year's day, breaking the strongest record of listening to songs on the Internet in history.
”A tearful divine melody! I heard it eighteen times! Listen again and again, cry again and again ~ ”
”My wife cried and almost fainted! This bastard! Do you want to kill people?! Sobbing... ”
”Our Li Lei, our Han Meimei, our youth!”
”Who is this guy named Xiao Qi? How can you write such a moving song? How can you be such a monster? ”
”It is strongly recommended to catch Xiao Qi in front of us and punish him to sing Li Lei and Han Meimei for us a hundred times and a thousand times!”
“……”
There is only one thing discussed in various forums on the Internet during the new year's Day holiday.
All kinds of comments are heard, and even once caused the blockage of the network.
But in general, this group of 18-25-year-old college students and people who have just worked, who occupy the mainstream on the Internet, feel so sweet and smiling when they recall their green junior high school and high school.
Even if there is bitterness, it also brings the joy of youth, which makes people move, and almost everyone cries.
No matter in the university campus, on the bus, on the road, or in the office... All young people who learn the new English textbook cry on the spot.
Crying is not a sad performance, sometimes mixed with joy and longing, as well as the kind of light little sadness and little miss.
It is precisely because young people have so many green and astringent things to remember that they cry. This kind of cry with more or less sentiment is more meaningful than the senior two and senior three students who have not left the campus.
The so-called professionals are even more appalled.
They never expected that such a song, which can be described as a bit of saliva song style, or even a song with poor original sound quality, could cause such a great response. Even shouting is not a normal phenomenon at all.
As a result, professionals were greeted by countless young people to their families again and again, so that experts with weak psychological tolerance never dared to read the comments on the Internet again.
Of course, these are things in the future.
The boy who escaped home like a beggar estimated the time and immediately got through to the fairy's house.
”Hello ~ ~” it was Huang Fucai who answered the phone, but her voice was a little hoarse, as if she had cried.
How could Xiao Qi not understand why Huang Fucai was so excited? He whispered with a smile, ”cai'er, I decided to come later and receive the reward I deserve.”
”Ah ~ don't come here ~ ~” the beautiful girl suddenly panicked, ”people are ugly now. Don't look... Bad things! Tell me the truth. Where on earth did you plagiarize the song? This can't be done by a person who doesn't understand music! ”
”Zheng Zhihua doesn't know the staff yet. He created the immortal classic sailor?” Xiao Qiyi refuted the girl, ”cai'er, I thought you were a kind little girl. I didn't expect you to have such a dark mind. Your future husband racked his brains to make such a song for you to express his heart. I'm so angry that you framed me!”
”No, I'm not... I... Oh ~ ~” Huang Fucai couldn't help losing his mind and lost his usual calm. ”You... I'm very happy... I like this song ~ ~ Archie very much. Did you really dream that we were separated?”