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Chapter 7 The aftermath of the catastrophe(1/2)

The class group is just the tip of the iceberg.

Compared to a small class group, the campus forum of Qinzhou Academy of Art is more lively at the moment—

"The newcomer season has officially begun. Everyone should support senior Sun Yaohuo's new song, titled "Born Like Summer Flowers". Below are the song links of major listening software."

“This song is surprisingly good.”

"Those who learn to arrange the music will also support the senior. By the way, the senior is lucky, and the arrangement of this song is a bit profound."

"The arrangement and composition are both people named 'Xianyu', and this special cat is the real father Qu."

"The composition department download supports Senior Sun Yaohuo.ps: It's not that I put a gild on the face of our arrangement department, this song was taken away by Dad Qu."

"I look forward to the list opening at 12 noon tomorrow. I don't know how many places you can rank in "Birth as Summer Flowers".

"Don't worry, the quality of this song is not bad."

"Who is this sacred fish? I haven't heard of it before."

"Company: What are the requirements for singers? Dude Qu: Just have a mouth."

"A student from the same vocal music department said that he didn't mind being a tool person at all. I just wanted to output crazy under Dad Qu's crotch."

"A group of night owls, don't sleep so late?"

"The long night is coming, and I will watch from now on and stop until death. This is true tonight, and it is every night."

"Yeah, you're so tired, don't sleep anymore and wait for sudden death."

“…”

Every November Newcomer Season is a feast for music students.

If there were predecessors from the school on the seat of this feast, it would be even more perfect.

For this reason, many alumni did not even listen to music, and just dared to download "Born Like Summer Flower" in a brainless way because Sun Yaohuo is a graduate of Qin Yi.

...

The next day was 7:30.

After Lin Yuan got up and washed up, he ate breakfast in the cafeteria, and then came to the classroom without any haste.

The first lesson has not started yet.

But Lin Yuan has already started reading.

However, the atmosphere this morning seemed different from before. The students around them did not play with their phones quietly as usual, but instead chatted about some things.

Lin Yuan frowned slightly.

Because these directly affect Lin Yuan's reading efficiency.

Of course, the discussion content of these students also inevitably penetrated into Lin Yuan's ears as they talked further.

"Have you heard of "Birth as Summer Flower"?"

The person who asked this was sitting in the back row of Lin Yuan.

"Of course I listened to it. For this newcomer season, I stayed up until two in the morning last night. After listening to the song, I downloaded and collected it. Now this song is very popular in the campus forum." A little girl was feeling sorry for her dark circles.

"The song is really good, the composition level is very high, and it deserves the title of [Dad Qu] in our industry by the outside world."

A boy wearing glasses is honored.

"Wake up, not every composer deserves the praise of [Dad Qu]. For example, at your level, even if you give it to those new singers, people are unwilling to accept it."

“The style of this song is not very good to my liking, but I admit that the song is very good.”

"Nonsense, how can electronic music lovers like you be used to folk songs?"

“…”

It turned out to be a discussion of "Birth as Summer Flowers".

Looking at everyone's discussion, it seems that the song responds well?

Lin Yuan's brows gradually stretched out, and he immediately forgave the disturbances around him about his studies.

The little girl just said that she downloaded a song, one song is worth one dollar, the company takes away 80 cents, the tool man takes away 5 cents, and he can finally get 15 cents-

Lin Yuan suddenly felt that the little girl who contributed 15 cents to him had a big panda eye but was handsome.

...

As the first day of the newcomer season, November 1 is destined to be a special day.

This day.

All entertainment companies in Qinzhou that participate in the newcomer season will not be too relaxed before they see the twelve o'clock in the newcomer list officially open.

Even if the newcomer list is on the list.

If the company's newcomer performance does not meet the psychological expectations of major entertainment companies, then this low-pressure atmosphere may still last for a whole month.

Until the end of this newcomer season.

This nervous and nervous atmosphere seemed to be a little bit worse at Xingmang Entertainment, so from the beginning of work this morning, even the sound of greeting colleagues in various departments seemed to be much lighter than usual.

Especially some music-related departments!

The main reason is that the company's newcomers have not been very satisfied in recent years, so the senior executives are very dissatisfied.

The big boss got angry more than once.

Due to this reason, the quarterly bonuses of many relevant departments have been reduced. Therefore, in order for everyone to live a better life, the whole company really hopes that the company will be able to get along this year.

And there are rumors in the company:

Chief agent Zhao Jue made a military order in front of senior executives. This year, the company will definitely make a top three new players. If you can't do it, you will be demoted.

This is a big deal.

If the military order is not completed and Zhao Jue is really demoted by the superiors, it will be considered a major personnel change in Xingmang.

After all, Zhao Jue has great power.

As the protagonist of the rumor, Zhao Jue locked himself in the office since the morning, lying on a chair and his eyes were closed.

She was trapped in a state of self-isolation, afraid to look at her phone, let alone computer, because she had no confidence in the newcomers this year.

"Didi..."

Twelve o'clock finally arrived.

The sound of the alarm today seemed particularly sharp and harsh, and it directly pulled Zhao Jue out of a closed state.

"Execute."

Zhao Jue opened his eyes, sighed, took another deep breath, and turned on the computer.

It's not just Zhao Jue.

The entire Xingmang Entertainment, even the entire music-related industry, is now aiming at this newly updated official list:

Newcomer list.

But when we saw the first name on the newcomer list, we sighed in an agreement, and our emotions were somewhat similar.

No. 1 in the newcomer list:

"It's Love", singer Qian Xingyu, composer Li Ran, company Shahai Entertainment.

Downloads: 886,000.

In previous years, major companies will definitely compete to the death, and they will be full of gunpowder for each other.

But this year is different.

A "newcomer" like Qian Xingyu is really an exception.

He was able to debut just one month before the newcomer season and made a big hit with his first TV series in his life, and directly brought his own traffic to the stage.

Who can compete for such a "newcomer"?

Everyone can only sigh: "With the trump card of Qian Xingyu, Shahai Culture will be the first to lock blood until the end of the month this year."

Zhao Jue also sighed.

With envy and jealousy.

Then she decided: look at the results from bottom to top.

Anyway, the newcomer list only shows the top 100 rankings, and it doesn’t take much time to read the 100 names.

As for the company's newcomers who didn't make the top 100?

What a joke? Xingmang Entertainment is one of Qinzhou's top entertainment companies, and has unique advantages in advance resources. If there are really newcomers in the company that fail to enter the top 100 with the recommendation of resources of Xingmang, then newcomers of this level must be covered and left.

Zhao Jue's vision has not been so fast.

At the seventy-third place, Zhao Jue saw the name of the first newcomer in the company, which made her frown slightly.

Fifty-fifth place, Zhao Jue saw the name of the second company, and her brows frowned even deeper.
To be continued...
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