Mysterious Assistant of the Washed-Up Queen
Chapter 405 - 281: Love Trilogy, Anxious Li Guang
CHAPTER 405: CHAPTER 281: LOVE TRILOGY, ANXIOUS LI GUANG
At this moment, Chu Tian was also paying attention to the online sentiment. After all, this was the second album he was crafting for Xu Qingqiu. They had just released the news, so neither the album’s style nor the songs had been set in stone yet. Now was the best time to observe market trends. Who knew, netizens or fans might have some ideas. If there were good ideas, he could consider adopting them. If there were bad ones, he could think of ways to avoid potential pitfalls. Technically, this should have been the public relations department’s job, but who could he blame when the protagonist was his own girlfriend? Of course, he wanted to be hands-on to better grasp firsthand information.
But this result... hmm, why did it feel so odd?
Chu Tian looked at the bustling comments section, his expression as colorful as a dye shop—far too complex for a single word like "complicated" to describe.
Did I just get a front-row seat to my own gossip?
Good heavens. He hadn’t seen much official information, but he’d waded through a mountain of gossip.
However, beneath this superficial information, he still found a lot of useful insights.
For example, Xu Qingqiu’s popularity was visibly growing.
In the past, her Weibo comment section was never empty, but comments were sparse, typically topping out at two or three hundred at most. They were all from her original die-hard fans.
But now, just for a single teaser post, the comment count had soared to over three thousand in less than half a day.
This alone indicated that Xu Qingqiu’s current popularity had multiplied several times over compared to before.
And this was still during working hours. He believed that once the evening peak for internet activity hit, this number would likely multiply several times over.
For a single Weibo post, excluding those from viral celebrities or content managed by companies, reaching tens of thousands of comments was already a high benchmark.
Weibo, after all, isn’t as interactive as short-video platforms. If this were a short video, the comments could easily be over a hundred thousand, or even several hundred thousand by now.
At this level, she could basically be considered on par with typical top-tier celebrities and trending artists.
Besides the surge in popularity, he also noticed the netizen who had been giving a play-by-play in the comments section.
To be able to recount Xu Qingqiu’s accomplishments over the past six months so effortlessly meant it was impossible they weren’t paying special attention.
And according to that netizen, they weren’t even a fan.
What did it mean for a casual observer to go to such lengths? It meant Xu Qingqiu had truly become popular—so popular that even casual observers couldn’t help but delve into her past and even commit it to memory.
No matter how you look at it, this was good news.
It seemed that, for now, most people were simply looking forward to the new album. There were suggestions, of course. Many wanted her to try different styles, and some wanted to see her dance.
Chu Tian noted down the suggestions he found genuinely useful.
As for dancing? Dream on! All ignored!
If she dances, it’ll be at home for me. How could she possibly dance for you all?
Chu Tian arrogantly put away his phone and headed to the marketing department, ready to fan the flames further.
Everyone’s curious about Youmeng? Everyone’s discussing it?
Since that was the case, how could he not make use of this buzz?
"Yuan, at seven o’clock tonight, post the second Weibo update and sync it with the short-video platform as well."
"Okay, President Chu, here’s the poster for the second post. Is this okay?" Yuan asked.
Looking at the image displayed on the phone Yuan handed over, it was an orange background with a three-dimensional vinyl record in the middle, and a line of small text on top.
[This album is passionately crafted by Youmeng]
Chu Tian briefly examined it. The style and color scheme were fine; the orange and black pairing was eye-catching and sophisticated.
The content was also fine, its main purpose being to highlight the name ’Youmeng.’
After all, following the promotion of the last album, the name ’Youmeng’ had built some considerable appeal.
It was originally prepared in case the buzz wasn’t sufficient, but they had unexpectedly encountered a surge of interest in ’Youmeng,’ which was perfect to capitalize on.
"Fine, this will do. Remember, publish it on time at seven," he instructed.
"No problem, I’ll arrange for it right away," she responded.
He chose seven o’clock because it coincided with the evening rush hour after work. The post would go live at seven, and by the time the buzz built up, it would be just past eight.
This time slot could be considered prime time for online traffic; there was definitely some clever strategy involved.
"Chu Tian? Are we starting today?" Xu Qingqiu asked, running over not long after Chu Tian had finished arranging the promotional warm-up.
"Did you finish class? Are you tired?" he inquired.
"Yeah, I just sent off Teacher Lin Yue. I need to revise again in the evening, but I’m not tired," she replied.
Seeing the energetic Xu Qingqiu, Chu Tian smiled and nodded his head.
"Since you’re not tired, let’s start today. We’ll practice a few songs first so you can get a feel for them. Once you’re familiar, we’ll begin the official recording," he proposed.
"Great, what songs are they? Let me see them!" she said eagerly.
Xu Qingqiu had been incredibly excited ever since the new album was first mentioned.
After all, for a singer who loves to sing, a new song—especially a high-quality one—is akin to a man receiving a luxury car, or a woman a limited-edition handbag.
That heartfelt joy and anticipation were incomparable to any other feeling.
The only frustrating part was that Chu Tian kept making excuses, saying he wasn’t ready yet, and wouldn’t tell her anything.
To make matters worse, he would occasionally bring up the topic, meaning Xu Qingqiu’s anticipation had been stoked for quite some time.
She had been nursing this anticipation for so long. Now that she was finally about to see the new songs, how could she not be excited?