259 Making Money, It’s Business, Not Shabby
As soon as Wang Heng walked out of the exam room, he took out his phone and called Ye Xun.
After the girl on the other end connected, he said solemnly, “Thanks. Two points you told me yesterday really hit the listening test today.”
Ye Xun couldn’t help but be surprised. “Is it that coincidental?”
Wang Heng: “It can’t be said to be a coincidence. After all, in two hours, you talked about so many things…”
“Haha, then Senior is also very amazing,” Ye Xun laughed. “I talked about so many things, and you actually remembered them all.”
Wang Heng: “Then aren’t you even more amazing?”
“I’ve had private tutoring since I was a child…” At this point, Ye Xun suddenly sighed. “But now I don’t anymore. I can’t even go out to play during the summer vacation if I want to.”
Wang Heng: “Why not?”
Ye Xun: “Because I can’t afford the tickets. Not that I can’t afford it, but spending money on things like travel makes me feel guilty.”
Wang Heng smiled. “Then do you want me to treat you to a trip to Modu?”
Ye Xun was silent. Unable to see her expression, he naturally didn’t know her reaction at this moment. Surprise? Hesitation?
A moment later, the girl asked seemingly calmly, “Why go to Modu? Is Senior going there for travel during the summer vacation?”
Wang Heng explained, “Mainly because Pei Ningle received an invitation from a music festival to perform there. Han Yixuan and I will accompany her. The organizer reimburses round-trip air tickets and accommodation, and besides the singer herself, there are three reimbursement quotas for accompanying assistants, which is just right with you.”
A slight sigh came from the phone.
Then the girl asked again, “When exactly? Recently?”
Wang Heng: “We’ll set off in three days.”
Ye Xun seemed to consider it and finally agreed, “Okay, I have no problem.”
“That’s it then. You can prepare first. I’ll pick you up at the subway station in the morning three days later…”
After arranging everything properly, Wang Heng hung up the phone. Turning around, he saw his three roommates, Fu Hanwen and the others, standing behind him, staring straight at him.
Wang Heng couldn’t help but be nervous, secretly reflecting—was his tone just now too gentle again?
However, the next moment, Fu Hanwen said, “Teacher Wang, I think I might need tutoring in English too…”
Wang Heng breathed a sigh of relief. “Sorry, I can’t help with this.”
Fu Hanwen: “Then can you introduce me to a few good-looking foreign teachers?”
“Looking for a foreign teacher and looking for a good-looking one first? Your motivation is crooked.”
Just after complaining, Wang Heng felt his phone vibrate. Looking down, he saw a WeChat message from Han Yixuan:
【Urgent matter to discuss, Little Le and I are both in the apartment. Are you free today?】
Wang Heng thought for a moment and replied with two words: 【Wait a moment.】
**
Arriving at Pei Ningle’s home, Wang Heng saw the private message from NetEase Cloud Music.
【Hello, sorry to disturb you very presumptuously. I am the owner of one of your fan groups. Our group has nearly two thousand people, almost full. Because you are going to perform in Modu recently, we were discussing that we should try to contact the official to communicate about the support method. But Miss Pei, you are an independent musician, so I can only disturb you. Of course, it doesn’t matter if it’s inconvenient for you to communicate, we just feel that it might be a bit offensive at that time, so it’s better to communicate in advance…】
“Might be a bit offensive?” Seeing this, Wang Heng was suddenly a little puzzled. “Support is support, what can be offensive?”
Pei Ningle blushed and lowered her head silently.
Han Yixuan held back a laugh and said, “I’ve already joined that fan group. Indeed, more than one thousand nine hundred people, very impressive. I asked about the members in the group, and they seem to be all girls. Their address for Little Le in the group is ‘Wife’.”
“Wife?” Wang Heng was stunned.
Han Yixuan nodded and accepted it calmly.
Wang Heng looked at her, pretending not to understand the girl’s little thought at all.
So Han Yixuan could only continue to explain, “At the music festival in a few days, they want to shout ‘Wife’ when Little Le goes on stage, but they are worried that the person involved will be unhappy, so they want to communicate first.”
“Playing this at a music festival,” Wang Heng analyzed calmly, “it won’t work if there are too few people. This group only has two thousand people, and they are scattered all over the country. How many people can they have at the music festival?”
Han Yixuan: “There are dozens of people in the group who are originally in Modu and have already bought tickets. There are also many people who, although not in Modu, are free and said they have bought tickets.”
Wang Heng: “Many people, how many exactly?”
Han Yixuan shook her head slightly. “It’s hard to count in the Q group, but those who signed up to participate in the support flooded the chat history with a long list. I see everyone seems very enthusiastic and active.”
At this time, Pei Ningle finally raised her small face, her cheeks puffed up, and said angrily, “I’m not their wife! And being called wife by a group of girls, don’t you think it’s strange?”
Han Yixuan teased, “What if you were called wife by a group of boys?”
Pei Ningle imagined that scene and couldn’t help shivering, shaking her head vigorously. “No, no, neither! This kind of thing is too strange.”
Han Yixuan: “Disgusting? Many stars have similar interactions with fans. For example, I heard that Xiang Zhiluo and his female fans call each other husband and wife. This is also normal, right?”
Wang Heng whispered, “To be honest, Xiang Zhiluo’s… I think it’s actually a bit wrong.”
Han Yixuan turned to look at Wang Heng and asked, “Do you also think it’s wrong? If a group of girls called you husband, would you feel disgusted?”
Disgusted, or enjoying it?
Of course Wang Heng had experience with this kind of question, so he answered seriously, “First of all, I don’t want to be a star, so this situation is impossible. Secondly, I won’t feel disgusted, but I won’t feel happy either, just bored. Because I know everyone is just shouting for fun.”
Han Yixuan nodded, patted Pei Ningle’s shoulder again, and smiled. “This kind of thing is entertainment, but for you, it’s a good way to unite fans. So I think, if they are willing to shout like that, let them shout.”
Pei Ningle clasped her hands together, struggled for a long time, but still couldn’t let it go. She looked at Wang Heng and asked for help, “What do you think? Do you think I can let a group of girls call me wife?”
Wang Heng thought for a moment and said, “If only girls are shouting, I think it’s okay. I guess boys can’t shout it out on the spot either, right?”
Han Yixuan quickly persuaded, “Female fans are much more fanatical than male fans, and yuri fans are the most steadfast among them. This is the best fan group. I’ve been doing fan market research recently, really!”
Seeing Han Yixuan’s serious, professional, and responsible attitude, Wang Heng stopped talking. It was naturally best for Han Yixuan to take up Pei Ningle’s affairs. As long as there were no accidents, why should he cause trouble?
Pei Ningle frowned, pouted, and was still a little hesitant.
Han Yixuan persuaded, “You are professional in writing songs, but don’t worry about operating fan groups. Don’t dampen their enthusiasm. They are your bread and butter parents.”
Pei Ningle sighed. “Just for making money?”
Han Yixuan: “This is your career!”
