Brother Zhang said meaningfully, "Youth is certainly an asset. Being handsome is an asset too, and having talent is even better. But in this industry, there is no shortage of young, handsome, talented newcomers."
"I understand the confidence young people have. Confidence is a good thing, but what gives you the right to negotiate terms with me and say Meng Tianye will definitely become famous? You should know that in this talent show, Meng Tianye's popularity isn't the highest. Even his Weibo follower growth rate is lower than that of the other contestants, isn't it?"
Cheng Lang looked at Brother Zhang, who seemed to be speaking earnestly, then pulled a folder from his backpack and handed it over.
Brother Zhang raised an eyebrow in surprise. "What's this?"
"After Tianye asked me to help, I stayed up all night watching the four episodes that have aired so far. I compared every contestant's screen time, the number of promotional articles published outside the show, and the content recommendations across major platforms. I recorded the data growth of every contestant from the show's premiere until now."
Cheng Lang had also used Python for comparative data analysis. He compared the followers gained by the other contestants during the show, as well as the audience demographics reflected in every comment beneath their videos. After excluding inflated followers, purchased followers, bot followers, and a considerable number of paid comments, Cheng Lang discovered something particularly interesting.
"The data showed that Meng Tianye had the highest number of actual users." Cheng Lang analyzed with interest, "We can also compare every contestant's video views and comment content from the broadcast until now. That shows the audience has a very high level of recognition for Meng Tianye's abilities."
"I turned all of this analysis into visualized data." Cheng Lang flipped