Reborn to get the male god system, but transformed into a girl

"Yuxi, I know you have great professional skills, but whether a song can be successful or not depends not only on the music and lyrics."

"Who sings this song is the final decisive factor, and the company can't just invest money in it just because of your words."

Ning Yuxi stood in front of the large desk, biting her lip.

She was holding the song "The Lute Player" that Jiang Shi had previously matched the lyrics for.

"But the quality of this song is really good. As long as the singer's singing skills are not bad, there will be no problem with the new song list."

Ning Yuxi was still unwilling to give up. She had worked hard to put this song together.

In any case, she had to release it even if she had to pay for it herself.

Seeing her persistence, the leader behind the desk also sighed.

The composer of this song is anonymous, and the lyrics are unknown.

It is equivalent to a person who is missing two of his three souls. If he wants to turn over and become popular, he will most likely rely on the singer's status.

The cost of a first-line singer is not low, and it is impossible to waste it on such a plan.

"I know you just became a team leader and want to make some achievements quickly, but some things can't be rushed. Let me apply for some funds for you. It won't be much, but it will be enough to make a song."

"Look for those second- and third-tier singers in the company and take those who are willing to cooperate. Whether you can achieve results in the end depends on you."

As a potential stock that the company is very optimistic about, Ning Yuxi was promoted from an ordinary employee to a team leader in just two years.

This is not a team leader in school, but a management level that can really mobilize the company's resources.

But this time Ning Yuxi's ambition was too big, which alarmed the senior leaders.

But it was good to get such a result in the end.

Ning Yuxi left the office with the plan and took a deep breath.

Entertainment companies either rely on relationships or performance.

If she wants to gain a foothold among a group of old hands, she urgently needs an opportunity to prove herself.

Now this opportunity has been placed in front of her, and whether she can seize it depends on her ability.

…

It was early December.

Jiang Shi took a shower and changed into pajamas.

Just as she was about to let her hair down, she received a message from Bai Jingran.

[Jiang Jiang, Aunt Ning asked if you have a stage name. ]

[Stage name? ]

[Aunt Ning said that the song is almost ready and will be released on Christmas. The lyrics need your signature. ]

Jiang Shi calculated the date. She will go to Jinling for a competition on the 8th, and Christmas is on the 25th.

The school anniversary is before the New Year's Day holiday. According to the school's intention, the school anniversary is considered a collective New Year's Day party.

The mini New Year's Day parties of each class were cancelled.

In this way, Yu Wen and Bai Jingran's program will not affect the release of the song.

As for the stage name...

Jiang Shi used the pen name Jiang Lai when submitting to "Story". This name was chosen purely because it was easy to pronounce.

Should I use the same one or change it?

[Let's call it Da Jiang. 】

Jiang Shi sent a message, and Bai Jingran replied after a few seconds.

[Why not call it garlic? ]

[Because it's too expensive, I can't afford it. ]

Jiang Shi remembered that her mother complained to her before that garlic had risen to more than ten yuan per catty.

I wonder if it's cheaper now.

[Then I'll tell Aunt Ning. ]

Putting away her phone, Jiang Shi rethought about the commission for "Youth Writing".

Recently, in order to avoid a failure in Jinling's competition, she has read a lot of past exam questions.

After all, those who can enter the provincial competition are all masters. If they are too relaxed, they are likely to fail.

As she looked at it, she had some ideas about the commission.

Her hand moved as her heart moved, and Jiang Shi wrote down the title -

"The Last Ivy Leaf".

...

Jinling, it was autumn, and the forests were dyed with colors.

When Jiang Shi got off the car, she saw the rather imposing university gate.

She exclaimed in a very ignorant way: "Wow!"

This is the legendary Jinling University, one of the five universities in East China.

Zhuang Da got off the car right after her. Seeing the girl's eyes looking around, he smiled and encouraged: "Come on, three years later, you may also be able to walk through this door with an admission letter."

What a big piece of cake, Jiang Shi said he was already full.

I remember that in the year of the college entrance examination in my previous life, Jinling University recruited a total of 3,000 people, and these places had to be divided from all over the country.

The minimum score line alone was above 630 for liberal arts, and 640 points or more for science.

Following Lao Zhuang through the gate, what came into view were the sycamore trees on both sides of the road.

The irregularly curved branches were topped with golden leaves.

There were some banners hanging between the trees, saying welcome xx, or celebrating xxThe word "established".

After walking a few steps forward, Jiang Shi saw the library.

From another angle, one side of the library was covered with ivy, which was very natural.

"Teacher Zhuang, I've been waiting for you for a while. Long time no see!"

At this time, a boy came over with his glasses. It seemed that he was also a student taught by Zhuang Da.

"Huai Tao, you kid didn't know to come back to see me." Zhuang Da also greeted him with a smile.

"I really can't spare the time. I knew you were coming, so I specially signed up for the competition." The boy smiled embarrassedly.

"I think you want to get practical credits!"

"Hehe, this is Jiang Xuemei." The boy who was exposed was not angry, and looked at the girl beside Zhuang Da.

"Hello, senior!" Jiang Shi greeted.

"Hello, actually I am not your senior, I just took Mr. Zhuang's class." The boy corrected with a smile.

From their conversation, Jiang Shi learned that Lao Zhuang had studied in a high school in Haizhou for a while and taught several classes.

Jiang Shi followed the two and took a quick tour of the university campus.

Occasionally, students riding bicycles could be seen passing by on the road, carrying schoolbags, and they seemed to be rushing to class.

The boy brought the two to the prepared competition venue and then left. He had to pick up other people.

Jinling University also prepared two classrooms, but one of them was a lounge for candidates.

The examination room for the competition could not be entered until half an hour before the exam.

At this time, many people were already sitting inside, and Zhuang Da also saw an acquaintance.

After a while, the two started chatting.

Jiang Shi saw that there was a girl following behind the other party.

No need to guess, this must be Tao Zhenzhen who won the first prize in No. 1 Middle School.

The other party was also looking at her.

"Hello, you must be Jiang Shi from No. 4 Middle School." Tao Zhenzhen stepped forward and called out Jiang Shi's name first.

Jiang Shi nodded. It was no surprise that she knew the other person's name, so it was not surprising that Tao Zhenzhen knew her name.

So she smiled and replied, "Hello."

"You wrote that essay very well, but I will definitely surpass you this time!"

Jiang Shi looked at the other person with her hands on her hips and swearing, and couldn't help but smile.

This little girl came with a fierce momentum, but it only made her feel amused.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."