The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

There are many more. "

Sang Zhe almost lost his breath and fell on his back. Bai! Ming! I, Sang Zhe, swear that I will not make your butt so swollen that you cannot sit on a stool for half a year.

My strength is not as good as a child's!

Seeing that Sang Zhe was about to roll up his sleeves and run to settle accounts with Zi Ming, Si Jingzhu couldn't help but ask in a low voice:

"Why, it turns out that you didn't write this?" "Of course I didn't write it!" Sang Zhe gritted his teeth and said, "I, Sang Zhe, don't want to save face? Who would write this every day?

Seeing that there are many wives at home, go out and spread the word! "

"Oh, what a pity." Si Jingzhu said with regret: "I thought you were going to be a best-selling author. I was just about to ask if you could buy me a new model of communication device mate6 Opro with the money you earn." One sentence. Suddenly, Rouzhe's anger was extinguished. That's right. Putting aside the facts. If the author is himself, then the income from the royalties should be his. Ten Fang has more than one book, even if one book only sells for one low-grade spirit stone, it is a big profit.

If this money could really go into his pocket, he would not be unable to forgive Bai Ming. So Sang Zhe rolled up his sleeves again and coughed dryly: "Ahem. Um, I'm going out for a while. Tell Xiaoying that I won't be back for dinner tonight." "Ah? What are you going to do?" "To get money." -

Yaochi Tianshan, Jianhua Palace. On the sword training ground of Jianhua Palace, Gu Yingmian and Yu Xia's sword shadows rose and fell, coming and going, which was pleasing to the eye. The Jianhua Palace disciples who were watching on the side were all staring, completely impressed by the two people's exquisite swordsmanship, and in the end they could only applaud and admire.

Gu Yingmian also slowly put away her sword, chuckled and saluted: "Yu Ma, I'm grateful for your help." "Madam, you're grateful for your help." Yu Xia's eyes still had a trace of envy at Gu Yingmian's amazing swordsmanship.

I couldn't help but sigh: "Madam's swordsmanship is truly unparalleled in the world.

"Mother Yu, you are too kind." Yi Loumian laughed helplessly, "With that guy around, I wouldn't dare to say that my swordsmanship is the best in the world."

Yu Xia confirmed it for a moment, then smiled softly. "Yu Ma's swordsmanship is also smooth and steady, showing that she has been diligent for many years.

Hard work. "

"It's a pity that my talent is limited," Yuxia sighed, "It's difficult to achieve success in swordsmanship; this is the end of it."

Gu Yingmian thought for a moment and said, "Although these experiences may not be useful." "But before, I was just focusing on practicing swordsmanship, and my progress was not as good as before.

"It was only after I met my younger brother Sang Zhe that my swordsmanship broke through the bottleneck again, and my cultivation level also rose steadily." It was also my younger brother Sang Zhe who made me understand that no matter how masculine or feminine, cunning or straightforward the sword is, it all ends up in the same place, after all, it is people who use swords. "The highest realm of the sword is nothing more than the four words of utmost affection and utmost nature." Yu Xia murmured, "Ultimate affection and utmost nature." The sword is ruthless but people are emotional. Only when the person holding the sword has ripples in his heart, can the sword in his hand stir up a storm in the abbot's room. Yingmian explained: "For example, when did Yu Ma feel more excited and her heart was turbulent in her previous life? For example, when she became a palm? Or when her cultivation level broke through?" Yu Xia fell into thought. What Gu Yingmian said did make Yu Xia's heart ripple at the time.

But now that I have entered the Mahayana stage, my state of mind is different from before. Looking back on the past, there are no such big waves.

If I have to say what things would make me feel extremely emotional... I don't know why. Yuxia's mind suddenly popped up the memory of the time when she didn't see anything.

The things that happened when she washed Sang Zhe in the bathtub. To this day. Whenever those scenes come to mind, Yu Xia's cheeks will get hot and her face will turn red. Yu Xia: "Uh. That shouldn't be it." Gu Yingmian: "?"

457. The Formation of Fan Circles

Bai Ming's office. With a "bang", Sang Zhe, who was doing his job in the office, was startled and looked at Sang Zhe who came in: "What are you doing? You didn't even knock on the door?" "How dare you ask me?" Sang Zhe looked at the communicator and asked in a persuasive manner: "I ask you, what is this?" "This... didn't you ask me to help you become famous?" Bai Ming looked away cautiously.

I didn’t mean famous in this sense!” Sang Zhe said angrily, “I didn’t even know I wrote such a book.

, you mean I have Alzheimer's?"

You even gave it such a shameful title... I'm telling you, you're slandering me! My wives and I are all willing, we love each other and are sweet, there's no need for any tricks to rub girls--"

I know, I know." Ziming clasped his hands together in begging for mercy, "Why do you care so much about it? It's not true."

"You know, only if the title is eye-catching enough will readers read it."

"That can't be nonsense. A joke is not nonsense, and change is not fabrication."

Zhe had an angry look on his face.

"But the royalties for this book have all been deposited into your account." Actually, I think the title of the book is not attractive enough.

Said: "I think one hundred skills are still not enough, we can change it to three thousand." "Do you think you are writing Blue Cat's Three Questions?" Opening her own account and seeing the extra day of math on the balance, Rouzhe's mood suddenly became cheerful, and she even had the leisure to ask Bai Ming: "Speaking of which, you are not planning to end it like this, are you?" "Of course." Bai Ming crossed his legs proudly, chuckled and pushed his gold-rimmed glasses: "Do you know what the first step of building a fan circle is?" "...It is to establish a persona. "You need to have a persona that is attractive and admirable enough, so that your fans will spontaneously deify you in their hearts, create excuses to whitewash your behavior, and pay for your products." "And helping you publish a book is just the first step in establishing a persona." "Look." She pushed the tablet in front of Rouzhe. On the screen was the purchase interface comment area of ​​Sang Zhe's "hot new book". There were some scattered comments, mostly trivial thoughts. Some male readers were madly worshipping and admiring the original rice and the heterosexual relationship, which really taught them a lot.

Some female readers also marveled that the author's life experience was truly legendary, and it was no wonder that such a man could be favored by so many fairies.

Of course, there are some different opinions from time to time. "Isn't it too many harems? This is not an emotional master at all, just

"Love the new and hate the old, right?" "There are still so many people who like the idea of ​​a fickle scumbag who is not loyal to his feelings. There is really no hope." "And these women are vain and love the worse the man is, the more they love him. I really don't understand."

Sang Zhe: ".Hou, you see, I knew that if I published this kind of book, I would be scolded."

"Don't be impatient." Bai Ming smiled and said, "Just keep reading." Sang Zhe continued to read. Unexpectedly, there were many replies to these comments soon. Some people were indignant: "It is common for a man to have three wives and four concubines. How can this be called a scumbag?" Some people spoke up for Rouzhe's back camp: "The author Rouzhe's experience is so legendary: from a small employee of the magic world, he worked hard all the way to become the supreme master of the magic world. Isn't such a man good enough? Isn't it normal for women to like excellent men?"

Although now, the comment section is just a normal and ordinary exchange of opinions

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Bai Ming said softly: "But you also know that this kind of communication will eventually turn into a different kind of verbal battle."

As expected. As the two sides continued to respond, the initial opinions quickly changed.

Road.

This kind of man falls in love with every woman he meets, and still has women who like him. Are all those who support the author gold diggers?"

"If you don't like men who are rich and have high cultivation, do you like a stinky bitch like you who can only talk nonsense online? I think you are just jealous of the author because you can't eat the grapes!"

"Where did Sang Xiaozi come from? Stop trying to clean up your master." Don't the haters have brains? No tutor and no mother?" Seeing that the comment area, which was only three or four stories high at the beginning, was quickly expanded to hundreds of stories, Sang Zhe sighed speechlessly. "…It has become a war of accusations." "Yeah." Bai Ming pursed his lips, "This is the prototype of the fan circle." "Maybe at the beginning, they really just had different opinions. But in the virtual environment of the Internet, they don't need to argue the facts, but only use accusations to suppress the other side to gain a sense of accomplishment." These two parties who curse each other will soon gather together in their respective information cocoons for warmth, and gradually form two camps with distinct opposing positions."

"People who like you will deify you more and more, and will not tolerate others saying anything bad about you."

Those who don’t like you will become more and more disgusted with you, and will continue to criticize you even if you have done nothing wrong.”

The more you argue about it, the more attention you get, and the more people pay attention to you, and the cycle repeats itself.”

"It won't be long before even those who don't like to use the communication device will have heard of your name."

Sang Zhe suddenly smiled bitterly: "I understand the reason, but there are so many black fans for no reason. I am so unlucky."

"Why do you care about these things?" Bai Ming said nonchalantly, "They do it to gain a sense of accomplishment, what do you do it for?" "You do it to make money." Soon, those fans who deify you will become the easiest leeks for you to harvest. As your fame grows, there will be more and more leeks to harvest, and your purpose of making money will be achieved, right?"

If possible, Rouzhe really didn't want to make money this way. But if he thought about it carefully, he had no choice. Internet popularity was a small matter. But the advent of gods and demons was a real event that could change the world.

There was not much time left. Before the gods and demons came, he had to do whatever it took to make as much money as possible and improve his cultivation as quickly as possible.

Compared with extortion and plunder, this way of cutting leeks seems to be milder.

"Okay." Sang Zhe sighed: "I believe your Chamber of Commerce is already experienced enough in guiding public opinion." "Then I'll leave it to you. Don't mess up." "Don't worry." Bai Ming patted his chest confidently. Our Chamber of Commerce has at least 800, if not 1,000, Internet celebrities like Canghongge who have become famous. "And this time, I have used all the resources of the Chamber of Commerce to create a genuine first national idol for the human race." "Just stay at home and wait and watch me count money until my hands cramp. Although Bai Ming is very confident. But Sang Zhe still has some ambitions in his heart. .. This guy with a head full of yellow garbage. Is he really reliable?

458. Internet celebrity success theory

In the following years, Sang Zhe would occasionally be called away by Ziming. It seemed that Ziming had prepared a set of idol costumes tailor-made for Sang Zhe.

After the first book "One Hundred Tips to Make Fairies Fall in Love with You", Sang Zhe participated in many programs of the Vanity Chamber of Commerce as a great master of the Mahayana realm, a high-level manager of the magic path, a current affairs commentator, and a gourmet.

Bai Ming also specially arranged many top internet celebrities in Zanghongge to work with Sang Zhe and let Sang Zhe show his face in their live broadcast rooms to participate in the interaction.

Soon, the name Sang Zhe became well-known not only in the world of immortal cultivation, but also among ordinary people and local families.

His popularity was also rising step by step. Although Sang Zhe didn't like to show up in front of people, making money was a must.

It's not so cold, so I just treat it as overtime.

A few days later, in Bai Ming's office. "What happened before was just a prelude." Patting the blackboard, Bai Ming pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and looked at Sang Zhe with a sharp gaze: "With your current fame, you can finally start the next step of your star-making plan."

Now, you have the basic popularity to become a star, and your personality is very rich: the head of the Demon Prison Department, a Mahayana monk, the man of several beautiful fairies, and a male succubus walking on earth."

"But!" she said seriously, "These characters are still too far-fetched for ordinary audiences."

"Not to mention ordinary mortals, even ordinary cultivators have mostly only heard of your legend, or seen your appearance on the Internet. You are still too far away from the audience."

"If you want to further make your fans feel a sense of belonging, then the next step is to add a task to your daily life."

Sang Zhe rolled his eyes, and began to panic. "That's right." Bai Ming said seriously, "It's live streaming to sell goods." I knew it. Seeing Sang Zhe getting up and packing up to leave, Bai quickly grabbed him and said, "Read it!"

Don't be in a hurry, just listen to me first." "Live streaming is not as troublesome as you think, there is a lot of knowledge involved." Why do you think those online celebrities who live streamed goods in the past could easily earn tens, hundreds, or even thousands of square meters?" "The key to live streaming is not the live streaming itself." "The key is that you should use live streaming to narrow the distance between you and your fans, and use live streaming to show your excellent side as an idol, so that your fans will admire you more."

Ziming slapped the blackboard vigorously: "You have to let your fans realize that you are not promoting to them for the sake of making money, but because you want them to gain

"Once they accept this way of thinking and develop a habit of thinking, no matter what goods you bring, whether they need them or not, they will still give you money without thinking.

Sang Zhe still shook his head with disinterest: "Not interested. Bringing goods is too troublesome."

The trouble is that you can find anything you can sell, and then you are afraid that you will accept it.

"I can't handle all the orders." Ri Ming glanced at Rouzhe, then turned around and wrote the word "天" on the blackboard. "In the beginning, in order to fit your personality, the first thing we asked you to sell was books."

Sang Zhe looked at it curiously. "Psychology of Practice". "How to Become a Person with High Emotional Intelligence". "Successful

"Secrets and How to Deal with People".

"..these are all books that I don't want to buy because I heard about famous people." Sang Zhe's mouth twitched. "That's why," Bai Ming said excitedly, "if you sell them, you can make a lot of money.

The more money you have, the more money you have! "

Moreover, the biggest feature of these books is that they are deliberately mysterious and abuse the concept of success, which is most suitable for fooling those who know nothing. "

"Let me ask you, what kind of people do you think would buy a book like "Psychology of Immortal Cultivation"?

"Hmm, low-level cultivators?" Sang Zhe asked tentatively. "Wrong!" Bai Ming rejected it outright, "They are ordinary people who have never practiced cultivation." "Anyone who has truly practiced cultivation knows that cultivating immortals is something so mysterious.

It is not something that can be described in books at all. So when they see the title of the book, they know it is a scam.”

“And precisely because they have no idea about the details of cultivating immortals, ordinary mortals yearn for the lives of immortals and are more interested in cultivating immortals.

Although they couldn't become immortals, they could afford to buy books! Reading books to relax their minds and imagine themselves as immortals was what mortals loved to do the most.

Sang Zhe nodded, not quite understanding. "Also, we should make one thing clear at the beginning of creating an idol.

The first thing is user market positioning. "

Bai Ming started writing and drawing on the blackboard again: "Do you know where most of the spiritual stones in the human world are now?"

Forty percent of them are from the Keda cultivation sects, thirty percent are from local aristocratic families, and thirty percent are from the general public."

"In the various sects, the diligent and hardworking cultivators all use their spirit stones to cultivate. The men from the local families use their money to eat, drink, gamble, and enjoy themselves. The money of the common people is mostly kept for emergencies."

So, Sang Zhe, if it were you, who do you think would be the best among the above people?

's money is easy to make?" Sang Zhe blinked. ...Those sect disciples and elders who don't practice hard and slack off." "The women of local family families." And those who are in trouble among the common people? " "Full score!" Bai Ming nodded with satisfaction. So, from the beginning, we positioned you as an idol for middle-aged and elderly women and a male god for teenage women!" As long as you can firmly grasp these two groups, you will have two extremely fat leek fields. " Sang Zhe held his forehead speechlessly: "You mean, when I enter the live broadcast room, I have to say: All the audience friends in the live broadcast room, I miss you so much?" "What lines you want to say is your business." Bai Ming continued to introduce: "The point is, if you want to attract these two groups to pay you, then your image should be: erudite, wise, rational, talkative, gentle, intellectual and mature. " "This kind of man, whether it is for aunts in their 50s and 60s or for underage girls, has a fire-destroying lethality. "And the best thing to show your erudition and knowledge is a book." "Believe me." Bai Ming patted Sang Zhe's shoulder. With your full-fledged trickery, you can easily promote this kind of pseudo-success book and quickly gain a large number of die-hard mom fans.

of. ”

They are the daughters, wives, and mothers of countless families. Attracting them means attracting the attention of all families.”

When the time comes, I will create some rumors about conflicts among colleagues, suspension of broadcasting, public conspiracy, etc. to stir up the heat... Hehe." Ziming laughed.

"Don't be too outrageous!"

Four hundred and fifty-nine, could it be that I also

After that, Rouzhe was basically busy with becoming an internet celebrity. Ziming specially opened a live broadcast room for him in Zanghong Pavilion and opened

Sang Zhe was forced to open all the factory promotion channels and started selling books in the live broadcast room.

Relying on his invincible mouth, the popularity of the live broadcast room was indeed as Bai said, rising all the way, and soon reached the top of the Canghong Pavilion live broadcast popularity list.

More and more people know me, and even employees from Mo Dao Company have started to ask me for autographs and photos.

Sometimes when he went down the mountain to buy food, he would be recognized and pointed at for a long time. Although Sang Zhe was a little tired of this, he had to admit that he could earn a lot as an online celebrity. Sometimes he could easily earn a million spirit stones in one night. Money flowed into his account like water. So even though he was reluctant, Sang Zhe still gritted his teeth and persisted in this side job.

After a few levels, Yuxia also came back. "Yu Ma, how was your conversation with Sister Gu?" "I benefited a lot." Yuxia picked up the sword she had reforged and said with a smile,

Madam Gu is indeed the leader in swordsmanship. Just a few discussions have enabled me to gain a lot."

"Just... Her voice suddenly became softer. "Just what?" Sang Zhe asked curiously. Some blushing and heart-pounding images flashed through Yu Xia's mind, and she couldn't help blushing.

She lowered her head with a fever, and said nothing. "Nothing, nothing." "Maybe it's just that my aptitude is not enough, and it's hard for me to break through the swordsmanship of Shuan Kai." Seeing that Yu Xia didn't want to talk, Sang Zhe didn't ask any more questions. "It just so happens that Xiaoying said she was a little tired tonight and didn't want to cook. Let's go down the mountain to buy some ingredients to prepare dinner." "Yes." Leaving the Sang residence, they walked all the way to the town at the foot of the mountain. Sang Zhe's popularity seems to be getting higher and higher recently. Even if he walks in the secular town, many people can recognize Sang Zhe. Yu Xia even saw that many young mothers would jump up and down in excitement when they saw Sang Zhe. It's Sang Zhe! Rouzhe! Wow, he looks so good! Even more handsome than in the live broadcast room! Did he smile at me? Does he like me? "The master has become quite famous recently." "An Zhe sighed, "If it weren't for making a lot of money, who would want to be an internet celebrity idol."

Yuxia covered her mouth and chuckled. "In fact, I think it's good for you to be like this, Master." "For a man as brilliant as you, no matter how many people admire and respect you, it's still useless.

It's only natural." "Even I, the servant, have come to this point by admiring and respecting the master all the way—" Halfway through her words, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head in a bit of anxiety.

"Ah, Master, your servant said something wrong. Looking at Yu Xia's flustered and red face, she lowered her head, and Sang Zhe inexplicably felt a little cute. It turned out that Yu Ma would also show such a cute expression. I'm not used to it. Yu Xia was extremely ashamed and almost felt embarrassed. Yu Xia, Yu Xia. You have already entered the Tiancheng realm. Why is your state of mind like an inexperienced little girl? Madam Gu's few words stirred up your imagination and endless spring thoughts. You are too shameless. Sang Zhe walked in front of her, and Yu Xia didn't even dare to raise her head to take a quick look at his back.

Even if she only looked at his back, Yuxia would always unconsciously recall

The scene of bathing together before. Recalling the appearance of this back without clothes. The broad and reassuring lines, the firm and delicate muscles, the smell that makes people indulge. When Yuxia came to her senses, her cheeks were already burning hot, and she couldn't help but pat her face repeatedly. No, you are a slave of the Rou family, you can't be so hip! If the ladies knew about it, they would be furious and expel her from the Sang family... Yuxia didn't dare to think about it. "Yu Ma?" Hearing Rouzhe's voice, Yuxia came back to her senses and looked at the basket in Sangzhe's hand.

'Go buy some cowpeas. Let's have stir-fried beans with meat today.' 'Yes.' Taking the basket, Yuxia shook her head, as if trying to get rid of those swirling and warm thoughts from her head. But. The more she followed Rouzhe, the more Yuxia couldn't control her crazy and expanding thoughts. If it was really as Mrs. Gu said. The key to further improvement in her swordsmanship lies in the master? Yuxia couldn't help but look at Sangzhe silently.

She just kept looking at his back. From the time he finished buying groceries, to the time he went home. Then, when Sang Zhe changed his clothes and went to take a bath in the bathhouse. Only when Sang Zhe's figure disappeared in the bathhouse did Yuxia reluctantly withdraw her gaze.

As soon as she came back to her senses, she was met with Si Jingzhu's vigilant and alert gaze. "Oh, Miss Yu, haven't you been looking at Sang Zhe for too long?" Si Jingzhu looked at her eagerly.

"No, no, I dare not." Yu Xia explained in a panic. "Humph. I don't think you dare." Si Jingzhu snorted, then looked at Yu Xia fiercely: "I can make it clear

Ha." "Only you. Only you, Yu Xia Zhenren." "I can accept standing behind a dog." "But I absolutely can't accept you getting there before me!" "Do you understand?" She threatened viciously without any lethality, like a little animal claiming sovereignty. Yu Xia was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly: "I understand." Si Jingzhu nodded contentedly: "Go and cook. I'll go call people to prepare dinner."

After Si Jingzhu left, Yu Xia walked into the kitchen with mixed feelings. .I can't get there before her means. Does that mean it's okay if I'm later than her? Does that mean I have a chance too. Yu Xia became more and more confused.

Dinner was ready soon. Long Huan's cooking skills had improved by leaps and bounds recently, and he was already 80% as good as Xiao Ying.

Zhe had just changed into a bathrobe and walked out of the bathtub when he could already smell the fragrance of food from afar. "It's time for dinner!" The Sang family is always bustling when it's time for dinner. Yan Rouwan, who had just finished feeding the cat, Shi Qingyan, who was picking out blood products from the refining machine, Hua Jianglian, who was holding the communication instrument and watching it while eating, Si Jingzhu, whose saliva was all over the table, and Tang Yubing, who was busy with official business while eating. Yu Xia and Long Huan were setting up the plates, and Sang Zhe slowly took his seat and asked casually, "Is Xiaoying not coming out yet?" "Madam said she is not feeling well tonight and has a poor appetite, so she won't eat for now." "Read, that's rare." Si Jingzhu couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks and said vaguely, "With Xiaoying's level of cultivation, how could she easily feel unwell?"

Come to think of it, has she not eaten anything today?

"I don't have much appetite." Her voice suddenly became quieter. Everyone who was eating stopped. Yan Rouwan, Shi Qingyan, and Tang Yubing looked at each other. Long Huan also opened his mouth. Sang Zhe's eyes widened after a brief moment of confusion. The next moment, everyone at the table left the table and rushed to Zhang Xiaoying's room. Only Hua Jiangling was left with a look of disgust: "Read? Huh? All of a sudden, what happened?"

Four Hundred and Sixty: The Biggest Event of the Sang Family