It wasn't Laiyang's imagination, but based on his understanding of Tianjing, she definitely didn't sing this song casually.

And she deliberately started from the second paragraph, which is even more suspicious.

She was also taught guitar by Little Turtle, so maybe she also likes to sing this song.

Laiyang took a long drag on the cigarette, and his brain began to wander.

In fact, it would be okay even if Tianjing had fallen in love. She is not a kindergarten student, she is not young anymore, and she is so beautiful.

But what Laiyang struggled with was the emotion he felt when listening to her singing. He clearly couldn't let go of the past.

Thinking of this, Laiyang felt as if his forehead was wrapped in a plastic bag, making him suffocating.

【Why do you suddenly ask this? 】

Tian Jing finally responded to the message. When Laiyang was holding the phone excitedly, the cigarette between his fingers fell onto his thigh. He jumped up from the bed in pain, kicked the cigarette butt off the bed, sat down cross-legged, and tapped his fingers.

[Oh, I accidentally heard the song you sang tonight. Unfortunately, I am an Aquarius. So I just asked.]

When I asked her if she had landed, she didn’t reply. When I asked her if she had eaten, she ignored her.

As a result, when I asked Aquarius, An Jing replied.

This is not because Laiyang is suspicious, but because even a blind person can sense that something is wrong.

After a while, Tranquility replied: [Are you a mouse?]

【ah?】

Laiyang was confused, but An Jing quickly sent another voice message.

"If I sing Aquarius, do I have to be an Aquarius? Then if you sing Rat Loves Rice, then you are a rat?"

For some reason, when he heard Jingjing's voice, Laiyang grinned unconsciously.

He simply changed his voice and said: "Who is the mouse, can't I be the rice?"

"Haha, you are so black and you still think you are rice?"

"Isn't black rice okay? Besides, where am I black? I have a healthy wheat color, okay?"

After Laiyang laughed twice, he realized that he seemed to be led astray by Tianjing. His smile immediately froze, and he took a deep breath before continuing to ask.

"Jingjing, why do you start from the second verse of this song?"

"...because I don't want to sing the first verse."

"..."

Laiyang couldn't bear to say this. After a while, he pressed his chest and asked if there was a story in the first paragraph?

The result was a sentence: I'm sleepy, good night.

Laiyang stared at the screen and became numb. Quietly answered silently. In fact, he had already given the answer. Although he had not lost anything, his heart seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss.

That bitter feeling is like a failed confession, all the strength has been drained away, and a huge sense of loss hits my heart.

This night, the loneliness and loneliness felt like freezing to the bone, which was unbearable.

Time is like the wind outside the window, secretly blowing the week's time away. When the warm sun shines into Laiyang's window again, it is already early March.

This week, Tranquility didn't talk much with Laiyang. She was probably quite busy, and Laiyang was a little worried about planning for a thousand-person event.

First of all, it was Li's mother. In order to prevent her from affecting this show about everyone's fate, Laiyang and Li Dian went to talk to her again.

The time for returning the 100,000 yuan was negotiated as April 2nd.

Li's mother originally disagreed, but Li Dian became furious on the spot and had a fierce quarrel with her. In the end, Laiyang tried various methods to persuade her, and Li's mother reluctantly agreed.

It’s okay not to agree, I really don’t have any money to give her now.

After taking care of Mother Li, there was another problem with ticketing.

At that time, the "big selling ticketing platform" gave a banner recommendation for a week.

As a result, it was removed from the shelves in early March, causing the click-through rate of the thousand-person venue to plummet, and the number of tickets issued also dropped significantly.

The popularity of short videos is like a gust of wind.

After that wind blew away, the traffic and exposure were stuck at the original level, which resulted in only two tickets being issued yesterday.

As a result, today, someone returned three tickets...

At present, a total of more than 300 tickets have been sold for the 1,000-person venue, and the attendance rate has not even reached half.

Laiyang started to have nightmares.

In the dream, I was standing on a huge stage.

As a result, there were only dozens of people sitting sparsely under the stage, submerged among thousands of seats, as if they were invisible.

This weird performance is just like the feeling of singing for ghosts and gods in the rural Town God's Temple when I was a child.

After waking up from his dream, Laiyang's back was covered in cold sweat.

At three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Laiyang immediately called Aru, Yunlu and others to the theater, and everyone had an in-depth discussion on the issue of tickets.

"I think it was wrong for us to expect short videos to sell tickets."

Yunlu started criticizing her as soon as she came up. Laiyang held a cigarette between his fingers and looked up at her.

"When a work becomes popular, it is cyclical and largely accidental. Even if you post another video later, it may not be popular or not. I feel like Brother Yang, you are a little impulsive this time."

"Oh, how can I talk to Brother Yang? Brother Yang has never been impulsive, right Brother Yang, hehe~"

Song Wen was actually trying to smooth things over for Lai Yang, but his hypocritical laugh made Lai Yang even more angry.

There are currently a total of 324 tickets, and the ones purchased are for the middle and back rows, and each ticket only costs 188 yuan.

The total cost is just over 60,000 yuan, which does not even cover the venue fees. Moreover, once the performance is performed, Laiyang has to consider everyone's performance fees, as well as the cost of props and materials.

At present, the box office has been stuck there. If this continues, not to mention making money from this show, Laiyang will lose tens of thousands.

When Li Dian's mother launches another attack, the theater will really fall apart.

"Hey, no, I'll borrow some money from my family. We can't advertise. Let's arrange the elevator advertisement."

After Aruzhi screamed for a long time, he stood at the door with his mobile phone and shouted: "Hey!! Dad, I'm a little tight recently, can you see if you can..."

Bang~

Yuan Shengda kicked him out of the theater door.

"Don't be crazy at this time, okay? You're holding your phone upside down, what are you pretending to be?"

"If you can't hand out leaflets, why don't you print a batch of leaflets and send them out?"

Li Dian looked ugly. After finishing speaking, Laiyang shook his head: "It's useless."

"Why doesn't it work? I think we can give it a try." Aru came in again with a serious look on his face.

Laiyang popped the cigarette butt along the door and blew out the smoke.

"Because I have distributed flyers. If I send out 200 copies, I can sell one ticket on average, which is still 88 theater tickets. Converting it to the price of a thousand-person venue, assuming that one order of 300 copies is sold, I want to sell another 700 tickets.

If there are votes, then we need to send out 210,000 leaflets."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Lai Yang blankly.

After a few seconds, Aru swallowed his saliva and said: "With those tens of thousands of people in attendance, do we have to distribute leaflets to the people of the whole country..."

After saying this, everyone looked at Aru quietly.

"Oh... I'm just asking out of curiosity." He pursed his lips in embarrassment and murmured in a low voice.

"Laiyang, if that doesn't work, ask your family Jingjing? Are there any tricks?"

Yuan Shengda raised his pretty face, and everyone else looked at Laiyang.
Chapter completed!