What does Getu have to do with me? I only have a few words

A live broadcast with a maximum number of two million people online came down.

Lin Zhixing's Weibo gained 600,000 followers, Song Ge's Weibo gained 300,000 followers, and both promoted Weibo's miracle in the live broadcast. Dong Chen only gained 20,000 followers, and Ji Yu only gained 100,000 followers. fan.

The data was beyond Lin Zhixing's expectation. Linghua's fan base in her previous life was twice that of Zeng Yi's. Unexpectedly, she was transferred here at Blue Star. Maybe the fans who played tricks contributed a lot.

…

One p.m.

Under the guidance of the staff, Lin Zhixing and Song Ge came to an office. Wang Cong, dressed in casual clothes, was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, eating fruit and scrolling through his mobile phone.

"Hello, Teacher Wang!"

"Hello, Teacher Wang!"

"Hey, okay, you two sit down quickly."

Lin Zhixing and Song Ge sat on the sofa beside him, and the staff handed them drinks and fruits.

A few polite words.

Wang Cong asked the staff around him to take two contracts and handed them over to them, and said bluntly: "Why are you two here today? I won't give in to you. As the mentor of this show, I like you two very much."

"As for me, I established a music company some time ago. If you two are willing, I would like to invite you to join my company with favorable treatment."

Sure enough, as Ji Lei said, he wanted to sign a contract.

Song Ge opened the contract and took a look. It was too complicated for her to understand. She turned to look at Lin Zhixing's reaction.

Lin Zhixing had done some research on the contract, and he read it roughly from beginning to end.

I have to say that the conditions he offered were very good. I can’t say 100%, but 90% of the players would have signed on the spot.

But this contract is still a little different from what I thought.

"Instructor Wang..."

Lin Zhixing stated his thoughts, and within five minutes, the two of them left the office.

…

On the way back to the dormitory.

Lin Zhixing has been thinking about whether there is a possibility that his request will be fulfilled in the future. Currently, he has no money and no background, so he really has the only way to rely on the company.

Opening a personal studio is a necessary condition to protect yourself. It is equivalent to changing from a worker to a senior partner. This is something you must strive for.

Although Wang Cong's music company is currently not as good as those old music companies, he is very rich and has an even richer father, so he has the strength to compete with the Big Three.

And the very good thing is that there are no popular singers in his current company. The resources of his company will be tilted to his side. There are too many popular singers in big music companies, and there may not be resources for him if he goes there.

But the recording hasn't even ended yet. If you think about it from his perspective, this condition is a bit excessive when you don't know your future abilities. It's normal for him to reject you harshly.

Song Ge looked at Lin Zhixing, who had been silent, and couldn't help but ask: "Zhixing, I think the terms offered by instructor Wang Cong are very good, why didn't you agree?"

Lin Zhixing smiled and said: "We are two people. I haven't asked for your opinion. How can I agree casually? Besides, it's not a matter of signing in a hurry. Give him some time to think about it. It can't be done at once."

"oh oh."

Song Ge seemed to understand and nodded.

After walking for a while, she looked up and asked again: "Zhixing, what is your dream?"

Lin Zhixing stretched himself and replied with a smile: "Of course he will become a top singer in the music world and gain both fame and fortune."

After listening...

Song Ge nodded slightly, his pink lips pursed in thought.

…

…

Eight o'clock in the evening.

In front of the second class girls dormitory.

"Geve, you are singing very well now. We will definitely complete it perfectly in the next period."

"Yeah, I hope so."

"Okay, if nothing happens, I'll go back to the dormitory. See you in the cafeteria tomorrow morning."

"See you tomorrow morning, good night."

"Good night."

Song Ge, who returned to the dormitory, lay on the bed looking at the phone case in her hand in a daze. After a quarter of an hour, she sat up from the bed, as if she had made some determination, and made a call.

The phone rang a few times and was connected.

"Hey, grandma."

"Hey! My eldest grandson."

"Have you been eating well and sleeping well recently?"

"Okay, Zhixing's mother often comes to chat with me. I am very happy and contented with my day. How are you doing there?"

"I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"Don't be reluctant to spend money on food. Grandma will remit it to you after this month's subsistence allowance comes down. If she sees you lose weight when you come back from the holidays, grandma won't be happy!"

"No need to send money, no need to send money, I have money."

Something seemed to be heard on the other end of the phone.

"Dasun, do you have something to tell grandma today?"

"Grandma, I want to ask you to promise me something."

"What's going on?"

"I……"

Song Ge opened and closed his mouth. After repeating it several times, he whispered: "I don't want to be a music teacher after graduation. I want to be a singer with Zhixing."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.

"Okay, do what you want to do, grandma will support you, and I can rest assured that Zhixing will be with you!"

Song Ge was quite surprised, opened his eyes wide and asked, "Do you agree?"

The other end of the phone said warmly: "In the future, just follow your heart when making decisions. There is no need to ask grandma what she thinks. You have lived a miserable life in the first twenty years. Grandma only hopes that you will be happy in the future."

"No way, I'm very happy..."

Song Ge rubbed his red eyes and said, "Thank you, grandma. I will go back to see you during the holiday."

"good!"

…

The men of the second shift are in the dormitory.

Lin Zhixing was lying on the bed scrolling through Weibo, giggling and interacting with fans in the comment area.

Other singers’ Weibo posts are all about, when will new songs be released? When will the concert be held? When will the album be released?

Lin Zhixing's Weibo is full of weird comments.

[Netizen A]: Oh brother, my friend borrowed 100 yuan from me. What should I do if I don’t want to borrow it?

[Lin Zhixing]: Frankly speaking, you said that I have been short of money recently, so you can help me first.

[Netizen B]: Oh brother, everyone else has bifurcated urine, what should I do if I have bifurcated stool?

[Lin Zhixing]: Just take off your thong next time.

[Netizen C]: Oh brother, why is cerebral thrombosis called cerebral thrombosis?

[Lin Zhixing]: Please register. You have already started to have symptoms.

…

Lin Zhixing was typing on the screen when his phone suddenly rang. It was Song Ge who opened it.

He swiped the screen and answered the call.

"Hey, pigeon."

"Zhixing, what are you doing in the dormitory?"

Lin Zhixing smiled and replied: "I am scrolling through Weibo. I am convinced by these fans. They are so capable of causing trouble."

"Oh, I want to tell you something."

"Yeah, tell me."

"Next time if I come to you about a contract, just make the decision for me."

this?

Lin Zhixing sat up from the bed very unexpectedly and just opened his mouth to ask something...

Just listen to the small voice on the other end of the phone.

"Zhixing, I have no dreams, but I want to protect your dreams."