Chapter 159: Well, pay attention to my Weibo (second, ask for a monthly pass!)

It was sunny on January 6.
The weather in January is different from that in December. It has gradually become colder.
After leaving the house and walking outside, Lu Yuan obviously felt a cold wind accompanied by the chill, which made him shiver.
He was wrapped in clothes.
Uncomfortable. amount
The headlines in the entertainment industry are still full of rumors. Every day, celebrities are exploded in drug use, and then the celebrities who are exploded in drug use undergo medical examinations, prove their innocence, and clarify the accusation of XX reporters talking nonsense...
A wave of headlines became hot, and then it was replaced by another wave.
Anyway, how novel comes.
Lu Yuan squatted on the bluestone board at the entrance of the company with his mobile phone and brushed various headlines. He looked at him and found that he felt powerless.
There are some things that you do not deliberately pursue it, but appear in two or three days, but when you deliberately pursue it and ponder it, it makes you feel like you have nowhere to start.
Acting requires a script, and headlines also require an opportunity.
It’s impossible for you to just eat and shit, and then let you make the headlines, right?
Do you think this is a fantasy? Are you kidding me?
Lu Yuan was worried at this moment.
Seeing the hot topics on the Internet for drug clarification, he wondered if Fatty Wei could accompany him in a play to follow suit, deliberately slandering himself as a drug addict, and then he went to the hospital for a physical examination and sent some medical reports for clarification. Then he pretended to tear up a wave with Fatty Wei, and then tore it to the climax, hitting a wave of advertisements directly and blinding everyone?
This idea seems pretty good.
but……
Is it really like this?
And it really makes headlines?
Lu Yuan flipped through the headlines of his mobile phone again and looked at a few celebrities who had exploded drug addicts, stunned the reporters.
He scratched his head.
He felt that he really couldn't do it like those stars.
That's a headache.
"Why are you squatting here alone?"
When Lu Yuan's brain was in pain, Wang Jinxue came to Lu Yuan to look at Lu Yuan.
"Just being alone." Lu Yuan looked up at Wang Jinxue, and then lowered his head again.
"Thinking about the headlines?"
"Yeah." Lu Yuan nodded.
"Actually, I don't think this is the primary problem you think about right now. As a star, you still have a job that hasn't been done."
"What job?"
"Do you have Weibo?"
"Weibo? No..."
"Then apply for a Weibo. Many big stars have their own Weibo. You also have to have it. Weibo is a gathering place for fans. If you have any updates in the future, you can update it on Weibo so that you can share with fans. interactive."
"Do I have a fan?"
"There are definitely not hundreds of thousands of fans, but there should be tens of thousands of fans. The key is to manage it."
"Oh, what about after applying for Weibo?"
"Certification. After the certification is over, let’s take a look at how many fans there are. Actually, I think you can rush to the fan list. Although Wei Lai has brushed, I don’t know how many zombie fans, but after being on the fan list, more or less new fans will come. of."
"How much does it cost to paint?"
"It's probably tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands to get the homepage, but it's harder to get it first. The team behind Wei Lai uses a lot of resources."
"OK."
Lu Yuan nodded, feeling for a moment that he was in a predicament of spending money again.
Lu Yuan found that this world would be really hard to move without money.
However, Lu Yuan finally returned to the office and boarded the Weibo page and registered an account. After registering the account, Lu Yuan looked at Wang Jinxue, who was playing on the phone next to him.
"How much is your Weibo... I will pay attention to you."
"Yeah, OK." Wang Jinxue nodded, and told Lu Yuan of his Weibo account.
Lu Yuan searched Wang Jinxue's Weibo account, and then he was taken aback when he saw the number of fans on Wang Jinxue's Weibo.
"You have 20,000 followers on Weibo?"
"Yes, twenty thousand. These Weibo fans are all piano fans. I will upload some piano music on Weibo...so fans will increase every day. This wine is for business." Wang Jinxue nodded.
"How long did it take twenty thousand?"
"It didn't take long, probably just a few months. I also started playing Weibo in June this year. After registering, I will call An Xiao to let An Xiao pay attention to you. Compare An Xiao’s fans Many, there are already more than two hundred thousand."
"More than two hundred thousand... popular celebrities are different." Lu Yuan nodded, and was satisfied after seeing 0 to 1 on his Weibo account. After the satisfaction, the inspiration suddenly appeared!
and many more!
Don’t I still know many people in the circle? …
Yes indeed!
I can ask Director Zhang Tong, Chen Lao and Professor Zheng to pay attention to me and give me some fans!
Wang Jinxue is right, she must have Weibo, and dry her own yarn without Weibo.
Run your own personal Weibo first before thinking about the things that make headlines...
I'm not in a hurry anyway...
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"Hello! Director Zhang?"
"Oh, Xiao Lu, why do you think you are free to call me?"
"Director Zhang, do you have Weibo?"
"Of course I have Weibo..."
"How many fans are there?"
"In fact, it's not much, probably a little over 100,000. Haha, I don't play much on weekdays." Although Zhang Tong said lightly, he actually had a little bit of show off in his heart.
Weibo is a new thing in the past two years.
He registered on Weibo last year and he is playing every day. Whenever there is an event, he gets on Weibo. When he shoots a movie, he scans photos of various male and female protagonists. Under his deliberate and continuous management, Weibo has already been published Ten thousand fans.
One hundred thousand fans, and they are all real fans, this is indeed a bit of proud capital.
"Oh oh oh, it's like this, Director Zhang, I also signed up for a Weibo, I will follow you, and you will follow me." Lu Yuan nodded and asked Zhang Tong cheerfully.
"Okay! By the way, how many followers do you have on Weibo?"
"Let me see... Hey, it's quite a lot."
"How much is it?"
"There are eight..."
"..."
"No, I was wrong, now there are seven again..."
"Give me your Weibo account, I'll follow it right now..." Zhang Tongdang immediately searched Lu Yuan's account after hearing Lu Yuan's number. He felt embarrassed when he looked at the seven lone fans on it. .
This is so pitiful.
"Xiao Lu, for things like Weibo, don’t rush it slowly... Actually, this fan is not so good. After all, I spent more than a year, but Xiao Lu, with your current popularity, I think it is possible for you to break through 100,000 followers in half a year. Don’t be discouraged... Don’t worry, I will help you publicize and add a few friends in the circle to pay attention to you. The problem is not big."
"Oh, thank you Director Zhang!"
"Thank you, just invite me to drink in the future."
"sure."
After waiting for some attention, Zhang Tong began to comfort Lu Yuan.
Young people are so lofty, such a comparison must be uncomfortable!
Zhang Tong had a good relationship with Lu Yuan, and he was afraid of hitting Lu Yuan, so when he was comforting, he also started to cite examples that Weibo fans are really hard to gain.
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"Professor Zheng is good at noon..."
"Ayuan? Why do you have time to call me?"
"I have opened Weibo, do you have Weibo?"
"Yes."
"How many fans do you have?"
"More than sixty thousand..."
"If you fan me, I actually have a lot of fans."
"How many do you have?"
"There are ten."
"..."
After Zheng Guolong heard Lu Yuan tell the number of his fans, he immediately gave Lu Yuan a fan without saying anything, and at the same time asked Zheng Jianguo to give Lu Yuan a fan.
As for the others, Zheng Guolong didn't say anything, he just reminded Lu Yuan not to care too much about the number of followers on Weibo, and let everything go with the flow.
After all, 10 fans are so showy.
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"Master..."
"Xiao Lu, what are you doing?"
"Do you have Weibo? Follow each other..."
"How many accounts?"
"Yes……"
"Fan, uh... Ayuan, your fan base... ahem, it's okay... At first there was really no fan base, it will be different after half a year."
After Chen Guanxiong fanned Lu Yuan, the thirteen fans who looked at Lu Yuan suddenly became silent.
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On this day, Lu Yuan made many calls from people he knew.
Basically, I fanned all the fans. After the number of Weibo fans reached 500, Lu Yuan submitted the information and asked the official to apply for certification.
It was very slow for others to apply for certification, but the Weibo reviewer saw that Lu Yuan added a V to Lu Yuan for a certification in the next few hours.
The identities of Lu Yuan’s information are also very mixed: poet, songwriter, singer, director, actor...
In short, the following series are all Lu Yuan's identities, and the number of identity words for authentication alone has crossed to the second line.
After watching his Weibo adding V, Lu Yuan nodded in satisfaction, at least he has an official identity on the Internet.
After the certification was completed, Lu Yuan looked at the fans specially, and then he found that the fans had broken one thousand.
It’s very comfortable to break from zero to 1,000 in less than a few hours. If this continues, it is estimated that I will be able to break three thousand or more fans on Weibo if I get up tomorrow. If it breaks through 10,000, it’s cool. too much.
This is the benefit of privileges. When so many celebrities pay attention, the effect is immediately different.
Okay, now Weibo is also available, and the certification is also certified. The question now is how to make headlines and start publicity.
Well, take a good look at the information to figure it out at night.
and many more!
Since Director Zhang Tong has more than 100,000 fans on Weibo, why don't I let Director Zhang Tong make an advertisement for me? Looking at Director Zhang’s tone just now, he seems to be a very enthusiastic person, and he is unlikely to charge me!
That being the case, then...
day!
I asked him to follow Ji'er Weibo to help me promote Ji'er Weibo. Wouldn't it be okay for me to ask him to help promote movies and new albums?
Why didn't I expect such a simple question?
Lu Yuan was stunned instantly after thinking of this.
Do you want to call Zhang Tong again?
This……
Is my cheek too thick?
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The night is deep.
When Lu Yuan sat in a chair annoyedly and was considering whether he wanted to call Zhang Tong more shamelessly, the Internet began to quietly change.
"Lu Dao opened Weibo and has been certified!"
"Yes, it's Lu Yuan, the screenwriter and director of "Buried Alive", I believe everyone should know? Support Director Lu if you know, he has only three thousand Weibo fans, don't make him too ugly..."
On Xinchao Weibo, Zhang Tong posted a Weibo for Lu Yuan, and added a ridiculous suffix after posting.
After seeing Zhang Tong, Zhang Tong’s fans immediately clicked on Lu Yuan’s Weibo and saw that there were five thousand fans...
"Director Zhang, it's not right, you are wrong, Lu Yuan has five thousand fans, not three thousand. You can take another picture!"
"No, Director Lu has 7,000 fans..."
"Uh, it's not right, how can I get to nine thousand when I refresh?"
"???"
"What's the matter? It broke 10,000? It broke 10,000 in just ten minutes?"
At nine o'clock in the evening, when Zhang Tong had a cup of tea and subconsciously clicked on Lu Yuan's Weibo, he was stunned when he saw that Lu Yuan's attention on Weibo had suddenly become two or three.
For a moment he couldn't believe his eyes.
Thirty thousand?
Wait, isn't it three thousand three hours ago? Is my advertising effect so powerful?
That’s right, after all, all my Weibo fans are alive and not zombie fans. One hundred thousand fans are real people, and I have a strong appeal, which is normal.
Zhang Tong turned off Weibo and started browsing other things.
Another two hours passed. When Zhang Tong rubbed his eyes and saw that Weibo fans broke 50,000, he instantly became calm.
Thirty thousand can be explained, but now it becomes fifty thousand...
This……
Wrong!
Did he paint the powder?