741: Mediocre Response

Mediocre Response

She knew that the sales of the new album weren't optimistic because she had been following the new song ever since it had been released. However, she believed that the good things in life are worth waiting for. If it was good, it would definitely be good. It would definitely be discovered and liked by people.1

Sister Su Yi just had a slightly weaker fan base, so she did not appear very popular in the beginning. Once more people heard her song and spread it by word of mouth, she would definitely explode in popularity.

"How could I dare compete with Big Boss? Besides, can I be like him? He's an actor, and doesn't rely on music to survive. Music is just a hobby for him too. On the other hand, I need to rely on music to support myself. Furthermore, I don't have the time to wait 10 to 20 years for my album to become immensely popular." Su Yi was amused by her. Her smile was a little helpless. "Sigh, you guys promote my song every day. I don't even know how to thank everyone. I'm sorry to let you guys down."

Everyone had told her that she was talented and had a god-bestowed voice. They had said that as long as she met with a good opportunity, she would definitely succeed.

However, who could tell her what a good opportunity was? Wasn't this current opportunity of hers 'good'? She was the first singer to sign a contract with Big Boss Huo's new music production company. The first customized album that he had spent a lot of money on was hers. Wasn't that good enough?

Compared to others, she was already receiving the best treatment. There was no such treatment in the past, and there wouldn't be such god-given opportunities again in the future.

However, what about her? In the end, she had disappointed everyone who had hopes for her. She did not even know how to face those eager faces.

"Sister Su Yi, don't be like this. Let's wait a little longer. It's only been a week, right? Back in the day, none of the four albums that Senior Shangguan released got popular. It was only when he released the fifth album that things improved. The sixth album then became well-known. It was only the eighth album that caught on fire in the country, to the extent that even the previous seven albums were all sold out." Ling Sheng was infected by her low spirits, but she still encouraged her. "The most important thing for you now is to put on a positive attitude. Don't doubt yourself. Trust me, you're the best musician. Really!"

She knew that she could not understand Sister Su Yi's feelings now. The album had been produced with much confidence and enthusiasm, but the response had been mediocre. For a musician who needed the market's approval, he would definitely doubt his capabilities. In serious cases, he would even start to doubt his life.

"Sheng Sheng, it is a market economy now. It's different from when Senior Shangguan and the others were around. If the album doesn't sell well, I won't be of any value. The company doesn't need artists who can't be of value." Su Yi knew very well that no company would produce albums for someone who had not created value out of musical sentimentality, like in the past.

Senior Shangguan was just one rare example. The music company he was in was a small company with only a few singers. The boss was a musician himself, and he had relied on his enthusiasm and passion for music to support everyone.

The boss of the music company admired him a lot. There was the feeling of a hero who recognized another hero. The former just felt that he could become popular. If one album was not enough, he would just produce another one. If that didn't work too, then he would try again. He wanted to help Shangguan release an album even if it cost him everything.

Senior Shangguan was also a person with a strong mental fortitude and belief. If it had been an ordinary person, they would not have been able to take the mental pressure of spending copious amounts of money on albums after albums a long time ago.

One could only say that extraordinary people would succeed under extraordinary circumstances. There was no way to make an analogy with this kind of thing.

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