I created a prosperous entertainment world

When Han Shuang rebelled against humans and coded like crazy, the music department of Yihui Entertainment.

In an elegantly decorated conference room,

A woman with short hair, about thirty-five years old, wearing a well-tailored suit and exuding a strong aura, sat at the top seat.

The woman's name is Dou Liangyu, the executive director of the music department.

At the same time, she also has another identity, the aunt of Dou Yanmin, a freshman at Mingyang Art School.

Dou Liangyu's expression was not very good, which made the atmosphere in the conference room a bit depressing.

Her bad mood originated from this original competition of Mingyang Art Academy.

As one of the few major entertainment companies in Zhongzhou, the strength of Yihui Entertainment is obvious to all. Many artists and singers want to sign with Yihui as a springboard to realize the value of life.

As a senior executive of the music department, although Dou Liangyu has the power to sign in any singer at will, they are also divided into recommendation levels.

There is a huge difference in salary between the singers who are specially trained and the singers who serve as the music library!

According to her and her family's plan, after the little girl Yanmin wins the competition, she will be signed with the highest standards of signing process, and then allocate resources to start the god-making project.

Strive to build her into the third diva of Yihui Entertainment in the shortest possible time!

The youngest diva!

Although she is only a freshman, she should become famous early!

Who would have thought that a dark horse would appear halfway through!

The inevitable championship title was snatched away!

Where did this Han Shuang come from?

With such strong strength, why didn't you show any signs before?

It's okay now. Even if Dou Yanmin is signed, I'm afraid I won't be able to get the highest standard signing process.

The teacher comes from Wuming!

This is also the reason why she is in a bad mood.

"What do you think of this competition?"

After Dou Liangyu said this sentence, it immediately aroused heated discussion.

"This song [Rolling Bead Curtain] is so amazing! The championship is well deserved!"

"I have already investigated and found that Han Shuang wrote all the lyrics and music for this song himself! I think he should be signed immediately. If such an outstanding creative talent is not signed by other companies first, then he will be our shining star.

Lost."

As one of the judges of the competition, Du Shuan’s words are highly credible!

"I agree with Brother Du's suggestion. If you weren't there, you don't know how shocking this song is. It's simply shocking!"

This person is also one of the judges, and he looked slightly excited when he spoke. This shows how much Han Shuang's singing left an impression on him.

Dou Liangyu nodded: "I have listened to this song. It is indeed a rare masterpiece."

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the woman next to him.

The woman understood immediately, pushed up her glasses and said, "According to the files sent by Mingyang College, this student named Han Shuang is actually very ordinary. He also has a well-known nickname in the composition department - Honest Man."

The judge with the Mediterranean hair style frowned and said displeasedly: "What are Deputy Inspector Huang saying? What we value is his creative talent. Is there any necessary relationship between character and talent?"

Huang Li smiled: "Teacher Du, don't be angry, just listen to what I have to say.

I watched the first track that Han Shuang signed up for, and the quality is very worrying. If I asked you to comment on it, you would probably yell out loud.

And this song [Rolling Bead Curtain] was temporarily replaced by him on the day of the competition. Everyone knows the quality of this work, and the lyrics and music are top-notch! Do you really believe that it was written by the same person?"

Du Shuan fell into silence.

As a professional musician, he knows very well how slow the improvement of creative skills is, and it is not something that can be achieved overnight.

This Han Shuang may have hired a master.

Huang Li continued: "Everyone can see that the great thing about this song [Rolling Bead Curtain] is the lyrics and music. As for his singing skills, Han Shuang obviously has flaws. If the lyrics and melody of this song weren't so amazing, maybe it wouldn't be possible at all.

Can’t win the championship.”

Du Shuan still said nothing because he knew that what Huang Li said was true.

At this time, another voice appeared: "As for whether Han Shuang is the original author of this song, I don't think it is very important. What is important is whether he can create another song of the same quality."

Huang Li nodded in agreement: "Even if this song was really written by Han Shuang, it was a sudden inspiration from him. With his previous level, it would be difficult for him to write such a wonderful song. Of course, I still firmly believe that it was written by someone else.

Han Shuang is just a simple singer."

"So, there are currently two plans for the treatment of the winner of this competition. The first is to only accept the songs but not the people. The second is to sign Han Shuang through the C-level process..."

Du Shuan sneered: "Class C process? I remember Director Dou said that he wanted to sign the champion candidate in Class A, why did he suddenly change his mind?"

Dou Liangyu said neither lightly nor seriously: "I said so, but there are exceptions to everything. Everyone knows what a Class A signing means. It is a seed player that the company aspires to become the king of singers and queen of singers.

But does this Han Shuang have the characteristics of a singing king? He looks average, and the most important thing is his height. He is only 1.73 meters. If he is cultivated as a singing king, he will probably be laughed out of his head by the other two rivals. I don’t know.

I thought there was no one in our company!

Therefore, I would rather go against what I said at the beginning than let the company bear such a laughable name."

Du Shuan still sneered: "In Blue Star, aren't there any ordinary-looking singers?"

"Of course there is, but it's too rare. Why should we take this risk? If Han Shuang is really talented, his salary will naturally increase."

Seeing that Su Shuan no longer refuted, Dou Liangyu continued: "The next plan, what do you think of the runner-up and third place..."

...

That night, Han Shuang basically didn't sleep well.

Just after he finished coding 30,000 words, Zheng Ze came back.

Totally drunk!

I kept saying one thing over and over again: "I'm lovelorn."

Han Shuang is very depressed, you are not in love at all, how can you say that you are lovelorn?

He also knew that there was only one person who could make Zheng Ze so sad, Ling Meinan.

Hey, I don’t know how Ling Meinan provoked him, but he was so sad!

When the love was so strong, Zheng Ze actually took Han Shuang's hand, as if entrusting the funeral arrangements, and said with tears and snot: "Han Shuang, I will leave Meinan to you, you have to treat her well."

....”

"Her favorite breakfast milk is Xiaohaha brand. Her favorite is Kang Shuaifu's Laotan pickled cabbage noodles. She also likes to eat Maoxuewang. She also likes roses..."

Han Shuang was speechless for a while.

Where is this going?

Ling Meinan and I had nothing, so we agreed to treat me to dinner that night, but in the end we walked away without even paying!

Besides, it’s none of my business what she likes!

I don't have any spare money to buy it for her.

Out of humane relations, Han Shuang offered a few symbolic words of comfort.

Unexpectedly, the more he comforted Zheng Ze, the harder he cried. Finally, Han Shuang didn't bother to care anymore, climbed into bed and covered himself with quilts to sleep.

Zheng Ze kept crying and screaming in the first half of the night, and vomited and vomited in the second half of the night.

No matter how deeply you sleep, you may not be able to sleep well.

When it was almost dawn, everyone fell asleep and turned off the alarm in unison.

In the early morning, a refreshed Tong Yuan came back.

He was holding bags of breakfast in his hands.

This is a rule set by their dormitory. Anyone who stays out all night with his girlfriend must bring breakfast back the next day.

When I opened the door, an unpleasant smell hit my nose.

Tong Yuan frowned and shouted: "Who is this! Don't you know how to flush yourself after you poop?"

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