Chapter 168 The Girl Grows Up Let’s go back a little in time. Chen Mo was driving the car, taking the two children home. Chen Yuexi, who was sitting in the back seat, leaned forward and leaned on the backrest of the passenger seat, and asked curiously, "Brother, how did you get to know Sister Ning?" Chen Mo said nonchalantly, "I run an entertainment company. It's not strange for me to know some celebrities." The little girl blinked her eyes, "Is Sister Ning going to have any cooperative activities in the country next?" Chen Mo glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Little brat, don't even think about asking me for any inside information about chasing stars." Having her little tricks seen through, Chen Yuexi smirked and changed the subject, "Brother, why can't we have any decent idol groups in the domestic entertainment industry? Otherwise, I wouldn't have to search the Internet every time I want to know some news about materials." "No?" Chen Mo asked curiously, "I remember there were a few boy bands in China, right?" Chen Yuexi curled her lips, "Are you talking about those training groups of younger brothers? Those don't count."
Chen Mo smiled and said, "I don't know if it counts, but I know that their ability to make money is no worse than the 'decent idol group' you mentioned." A famous achievement of a certain era company: it only took minutes and 4 seconds to earn 28 million yuan. What concept? It takes Apple two hours to make 1 million yuan, and China Tobacco takes 2 minutes to make 1 million yuan. However, it only takes four minutes for an entertainment agency to gain fans. In this regard, there is a joke circulating in the circle: 4 minutes is just the upper limit of the platform server, not the upper limit of fans. Chen Yuexi's face was filled with disdain. "Tsk, a group like that that doesn't have any representative works can only rely on the 298 yuan premium membership and 168 yuan limited edition co-branded cups launched by disgusting companies to shamelessly make money." "When their fans are so 'lucky', they can only use a photo calendar for half a year because half a year has already passed by the time it is shipped." "Oh, by the way, you have to add another 22 yuan for postage. Love for idols can only be increased, not discounted." Chen Yuexi was cheerful and sarcastic. As a veteran fan, she was familiar with the shameless operations of a certain shitty triangle company in China. Fans want to grab concert tickets or buy merchandise? No problem, just become a premium member first. No membership? Sorry, you can't place an order without a membership. Well, if you want to spend money, you have to first spend money to buy the qualification to spend money. Does it feel familiar? It is similar to the VIP and VVIP of some film and television platforms. Chen Mo said with a smile: "You spent 400 yuan to buy a small card, so don't laugh at the second sister." Chen Yuexi corrected him, "I bought it for 300 yuan, and now it has risen to more than 400 yuan. I have made a profit." Chen Mo couldn't help but shook his head. The prices of these things were just bubbles. Although he had just told Ning Zhihe that the value of this small card did not need to be recognized by the artist himself, the price was affected by the artist. Obviously, the price of the photo card is closely related to the popularity of the artist. The high price indirectly shows how popular the artist is at the moment.
But artists will become out of fashion, and as their popularity declines, their cards will also depreciate. It would be fine if it depreciates slowly, but if an artist’s reputation fails, these things will instantly become waste paper. However, Chen Mo did not "preach" these things to the little girl. She was in the enthusiastic period of youth and would not listen to words that "poured cold water" on her. Chen Mo just smiled and said, "Don't tell me you guys in the fan circle also have a chain of contempt, right?" “Not really.” Chen Yuexi shook her head. “Apart from the fact that we share the same fan base, we treat other groups’ fan groups equally. We look down on each other.” Chen Mo was also happy when he heard this. Chen Yuexi didn't forget the main topic, "Brother, you haven't explained why the idols in the domestic entertainment industry are so disappointing." "Well, there are many reasons for this." Chen Yuexi blinked and waited quietly for what was to come. Seeing that the little girl wanted to know so much, Chen Mo did not give her a perfunctory answer. He thought for a moment and said: "Simply put, our domestic idol industry has a market but no soil." Chen Yuexi was puzzled, "What do you mean?" Chen Mo explained: "It's easy to understand that there is a market. Look at your fan base. Every time the idol you support releases an album, don't they all rush to spend money to get it on the charts?" Chen Yuexi said complacently: "Hehe, indeed, our Chinese fans are responsible for boosting sales and data, which is very impressive." Chen Mo ignored this "leek" mentality and continued, "There is no soil. It means that our domestic brokerage companies do not have a corresponding idol training system." "The success of South Korean idol groups is based on a mature trainee system. It usually takes 3 to 7 years of systematic training for a trainee from selection and training to debut, covering vocal music, dance, language, image management and other aspects." "And domestic idol groups mostly rely on the 'quick success' of talent shows, quickly forming groups through short-term exposure on the platform, only pursuing short-term realization and lacking subsequent long-term investment." "The main reason is the different ecological environment of the idol industry. There is no dedicated stage and ranking platform for idols in China, like South Korea has programs such as "Music Bank" and "Inkigayo" that are dedicated to idols' songs." "So the idol groups in the domestic entertainment industry often reach their peak upon debut and disband at their peak." In fact, the system is only the superficial reason, and the more fundamental reason lies in the perfect industrial chain structure. South Korean idol groups have already formed a complete closed loop from music production, visual design to global promotion. A mature and feasible profit model will attract more capital investment. The cost of a single scene in a South Korean MV can be as high as one million US dollars. Domestic entertainment idols are limited to the domestic market and often choose low-cost retro styles or simplified settings due to insufficient budgets. Whether you spend money or not, the difference in visual presentation is definitely obvious. Of course, there are some deeper factors, such as the influence of South Korea's "culture-based nation" policy. However, Chen Mo didn’t tell the child much about these things. Chen Yuexi asked in confusion: "Then why don't we learn from them? As the saying goes, learn from the barbarians so that you can defeat them." Hearing this, Chen Mole said, "Don't you like Korean idols?" Chen Yuexi said as a matter of course: "I like it, but it doesn't stop me from loving my country."
The girl said seriously: "If it insults China, I will stop being a fan immediately." Chen Mo smiled knowingly, "Oh, I didn't realize that this little girl is quite positive." "Of course, I'm not a brainless fan." Chen Yuexi raised her chin, "Besides, my favorite sister Ning is one of our 'own people'." Chen Mo nodded and chuckled, "Oh, okay, for your two sentences, I'll help you get a set of small cards from Xiao Ning." Chen Yuexi's eyes lit up, "Really?!" Chen Mo shrugged, "Then just pretend I didn't say anything?" Chen Yuexi smiled foolishly and said, "Hehe, I know you wouldn't lie to a child, brother." Chen Mo glanced at him with a look of disdain and shook his head, "Okay, we're here. Is this the neighborhood where you live?" Chen Yuexi looked outside and said, "Yes, it's here." "Okay, I'll put you down here." "Thank you, brother. Goodbye, brother." "Taichu, I'll be leaving first." Chen Yuexi got out of the car and waved goodbye to the two of them. After delivering one, Chen Mo turned to the back seat and asked, "Taichu, where is your home?" Halfway through his words, Chen Mo noticed something was wrong. Fang Taichu lowered her head, pursed her lips, and grasped her skirt with her small hands. Seeing this, Chen Mo asked with concern: "Taichu, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Fang Taichu did not answer, but just buried his head lower. "It's okay. Tell uncle if you feel unwell and I'll take you to the hospital." Fang Taichu shook his head and said something in a voice as thin as a mosquito. "What?" Chen Mo didn't hear clearly. "My one" Chen Mo listened carefully for a long time before he finally heard one sentence clearly: "Uncle, I made your car dirty" There is a windy courtyard in Dali, Yunnan. Xu Hongdou answered Chen Mo's call: "Hey, what's the matter? What's the hurry?" Chen Mo didn't wait for Xu Hongdou to finish speaking, the first thing he said was: "Dou'er, how can I buy sanitary napkins?" "what?!"
(End of this chapter)