Reborn I don't need a heroine

"How, is it confirmed?"

Chang Wen sat in the tea room full of Zen, looked at the man opposite, and asked.

The man picked up a bowl of Dahongpao, drank it like a cow chewing a peony, and said with a smile, "Guess what?"

"Come on, Liang Kun, don't play tricks on me. I know you are their mentor, and you must have a say in the song selection stage. And you have written so many popular songs, so your words must have weight!"

The short-haired man sitting in front of Chang Wen is none other than Liang Kun, a heavyweight veteran singer in the pop music circle. He is not only the original singer, but also the original composer of a series of popular hits such as "The Shepherd" and "Powerless".

What is little known is that Chang Wen, who is famous for vulgar divine songs such as "Good Brother" and "Me Mo Da", has actually been friends with Liang Kun for many years. More than ten years ago, both of them were down-and-out singers who couldn't sell their albums, and both were thrown into limbo by their respective companies. This close friendship began in the past when both of them were just nobody.

Liang Kun laughed. Even though he wasn't singing, he just spoke in a normal way, but when he opened his mouth, he had a thick and magnetic voice: "I've heard that song, don't say it, it's really good."

Chang Wen smiled and said, "I'll just say it, it will definitely make your eyes shine."

Liang Kun: "If the child's performance on the spot is also at this level, it should not be a big problem."

The so-called "live performance is also at this level" means that you can have the opportunity to sing live?

Chang Wen asked with a smile: "So you mean, the program group has been confirmed?"

Liang Kun nodded: "The director means that there is no problem. I should have contacted her agent by now, but I don't know too well. Anyway, it will be no problem to leave this matter to others."

Chang Wen picked up the tea bowl and took a small sip: "The child didn't sign with the company, and her manager seems to be a brother or a classmate or something..."

Liang Kun couldn't help being taken aback: "Really? This is too independent!"

Chang Wen sighed: "It's better to be independent, you can't help yourself if you sign the company."

There was silence in the tea room for a while.

Suddenly, Liang Kun also whispered: "Let me tell you, your company is a scam!"

Chang Wen curled her lips: "Is your company any good? How did you return your album more than ten times, forgot?"

Liang Kun was speechless for a moment.

His situation, taking the popularity of "Powerless" as the time node, can be divided into two distinct periods. In the first period, there were all kinds of sad reminders, all kinds of hardships, no money to pay the rent, and even being forced to live in the basement;

However, that dividing line was almost ten years ago, and he has not thought of the embarrassment in the early years, and the faces of those who were not optimistic about him, for a long time. But at this moment, with Chang Wen's reminder, unbearable memories suddenly flooded up.

Liang Kun sighed quite elegantly: "The world is so impermanent..."

Chang Wen suddenly said: "By the way, there is one more thing, you must not tell others that this child is recommended by me."

Liang Kun: "Why?"

Chang Wen pointed to herself and said with a wry smile, "It's not a good thing to have something to do with me."

"Nonsense!" Liang Kun put down his tea bowl and said in a daze, "Do you believe that next time I'm on a show, I'll just say that I've known you for more than ten years?"

Chang Wen shook her head like a rattle: "Please, don't! I really don't want to involve you, don't worry about it!"

Liang Kun: "It's not a matter of too many things but not too many things. It's just singing some bad songs. Is there anything shameful? I think those who call Mai still have the face to show off. Your singing is still a song! "

Chang Wen still shook her head: "Don't worry about it, I'm fine now. Get involved with you, attract firepower for me, get a wave of paparazzi, and let me go shopping?"

Liang Kun: "..."

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This afternoon, Pei Ningle was sitting on the sofa in her room, holding a newly bought guitar, and was practicing a difficult chord.

The girl's hands were relatively petite, but the way of pressing the chords forced her to open her fingers. So, after finally pressing the extended chord to the video on the computer, Pei Ningle felt that his left hand might be about to cramp.

At this moment, she noticed that Wangyu Music popped up a private message prompt - because it was a video played with Wangyu Music, she noticed it the first second she received the private message.

Pei Ningle kept pressing the guitar with his left hand in that awkward motion, grabbed the mouse with his right hand, and clicked on the private message.

[Hello, Ms. Pei, I am the executive assistant director of the 'Songs of the World' program. It is a great honor to inform you that your work "Dawn" has been selected by us as a competition track for the program. We are the original producers of the "The Voice of the World" program. We have adopted a brand-new format and are determined to produce a novel and unique song talent show...]

The girl's eyes widened, she leaned close to the screen, and read each word carefully.

Different from previous audition formats, the focus is no longer on singers, but on original songs;

The songwriter will stand on the CCTV stage and sing his own song, which will be selected by four tutors;

Liu Jiang, Liang Kun, Peng Xiaoya, and Chu Tianjian, four veteran music superstars as mentors, have almost the same configuration as the "Voice of the World" that became popular all over the country the year before last...

Looking at them one by one, Pei Ningle's blood is already boiling.

"Who else can stop me from being popular!" The girl raised her arms excitedly and shouted, "Who else!"

But then, her expression was distorted, and her brows were wrinkled.

When I got excited just now, the left hand that was pressing the chords really cramped...

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Wang Heng sat in the lecture theater with his classmates and students from two other majors, receiving the ravages of foreign languages.

For Wang Heng, this is not really a torture, but for Tang Hexing, it is enough.

"Didn't you say that you can be exempted from English?" Xiao Tang lay on the table, weakly said, "When can I apply for exemption?"

Wang Heng replied indifferently: "You can pass the fourth level. Speaking of which, you can sign up for the fourth level in a few days. Do you want to go together?"

Because of the word "together" at the end of the sentence, Tang Hexing was keenly aware of something.

He immediately asked, "Do you want to sign up?"

Wang Heng shrugged: "Of course, if the school hadn't blocked the first semester, I would have signed up last year."

Finally, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the teacher said "end of get out of class", turned around and left.

Wang Heng and his roommates walked out of the classroom and walked slowly towards the dormitory. In less than ten minutes, they arrived downstairs in the dormitory.

But at this moment, Wang Heng's eyes widened.

what did he see

Isn't that petite girl standing at the door of the dormitory building Pei Ningle!

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