After being broken up by the Queen's girlfriend, I became popular in the entertainment industry

"As long as you have confidence, I will accompany you in everything!"

In a short sentence, the boldness revealed between the lines.

Cao Guang, who made two lives a man, couldn't help but ignite his blood.

"At noon today, I will come to the company to record the audio and accompaniment of [later]."

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"boss……"

"Uh, who are you?"

After Cao Guang came out of his small room, he saw a woman with disheveled hair draped in front of her face, staring at him fiercely.

"Hehe... My name is Wang Jiale, Boss, who do you think I am?" The network management sister threw her hair back, revealing a haggard little face, and two groups of dark circles under her eyes that were worse than national treasures.

"I...how did you do this?"

"Because last night, I practiced the tiger-crane double shape all night." Wang Jiale grinned and opened two rows of white teeth, especially the tiger teeth, which were shining, "I'll just wait for you to appear, and then bite you to death on the spot Woolen cloth."

"Don't say such frightening things with such a cute face." Cao Guang said.

Wang Jiale looked at Cao Guang like an enemy of the eighth generation, "How happy you were to leave the stall yesterday, do you know how I spent those three hours? Ah! I didn't rest every second, I'm nervous, I'm afraid that when I miss the customer's needs, and then I get a bad review, I won't even have to pay my salary! Woohoo, I'm so wronged, I'm so tired..."

"It's really hard work for you, why don't I give you [-] this month's salary..."

"Hey, boss, look at what you said. Isn't it right for employees to work for the boss? Hahahaha!"

Cao Guang almost closed his eyeballs, and then stuck to Wang Jiale's body to see exactly what she was made of.

In the last moment, she was even more haggard than Sadako.

The next moment, he was refreshed, neatly dressed, smiling, with a shawl, and greeted guests with meticulous care.

"Cow beep."

Cao Guang could only spit out such a sentence silently.

Called a car to go to the company, Cao Guang and Wang Hao met downstairs.

Wang Hao still didn't get over it, "Cao Guang, are you sure that your inventory is really comparable to [Ten Years]?"

If this is really the case, as long as Cao Guang is not maliciously targeted and cannot make his debut.

You don't even have to wait for the time, just step on the rocket speed and become a Uranus superstar in one fell swoop!

Cao Guang just laughed a few times to show off.

Wang Hao was speechless, "By the way, I heard that you are going to be an accompanist. The company has specially found some new generations with relatively strong abilities to accompany you."

"Have you found someone to accompany me?" Cao Guang was quite surprised.

Unexpectedly, my influence directly changed the company's attitude towards me.

He thought that he could only work hard to play the accompaniment by himself.

But having said that, I still don't know the strength of that group of people, and I don't know if they can reproduce the accompaniment of those golden songs in memory.

Enter the elevator.

Cao Guang was still deep in thought when an extremely unnatural cough suddenly came from the corner of the elevator.

Cao Guang looked back casually.

The man dodged his eyes, as if trying to bury his head in his arms.

Cao Guang glanced at it and couldn't help laughing in his heart.

That person was Ke Huan who was mocking him.

At this time, he curled up in the elevator obediently like a bereaved dog.

It's really a narrow road!
However, Cao Guang didn't mean to trouble him.

After getting out of the elevator, Wang Hao led him to a large room.

On the way, Wang Hao said: "Those youngsters are also good seedlings from some musical families. They have good strength, but their temper is a bit stubborn, but don't worry, they won't fight you face to face like in the novel, but they may use their own It's just the center, if you feel that you can't cooperate, you can still make the accompaniment yourself."

Cao Guang couldn't help laughing, "Does this mean that I want to train new people? It's a good idea. The free training class is to train them or stumbling me."

Wang Hao looked a little embarrassed.

But the fact is true, the professional bands in the company are exclusive to some big-name singers.

It's not bad to be able to assign Cao Guang to a band.

Cao Guang waved his hand, "I don't care what it looks like in the end, anyway, I just want to record a song, you understand?"

"Do it quickly, do it quickly." Wang Hao could only say so.

During the conversation, the two came to a large room.

It's so empty inside that there's an echo when you speak a little.
There were several young men and women sitting in the room, with different musical instruments in front of them, and they all looked at Cao Guang.

At that moment, Cao Guang felt a look of disappointment.

It seems that the poison of appearance route has directly penetrated into the bones of musicians.

From an objective point of view, Cao Guang would like to say that there is no cure.

Wang Hao hurriedly came out to smooth things over, "Let's get to know each other, this is Cao Guang, the singer of [Ten Years] and [Later]. The young people in this room will be the band that will accompany you in the future."

Cao Guang didn't move, neither did the group of young people.

"To be honest, I thought that even if the person who sang [Ten Years] wasn't a handsome old punk singer, he was at least a middle-aged artistic uncle with cool long hair, right? But this..." One of them had a ponytail , the girl sitting in front of the piano frowned and said.

"That's right, I think so too." Another girl nodded in agreement.

The other two boys didn't say a word, but their displeased expressions revealed their thoughts.

Cao Guang probably never thought of it before he came.

I was not defeated by my professionalism in music, but by my appearance.

In fact, Cao Guang's appearance is indeed not as stunning at first glance, but he can still see it anyway. If I have to make an example, it must be Shen Mou Teng's type.

Wang Hao frowned, just about to say something.

Cao Guang sneered heavily, with a serious expression, and said loudly: "You guys, do you really understand music?"

"In your eyes, music is a tool for you to look at your appearance?"

"Before I came here, I probably just felt that my attainments in music might be lower than yours, so I was rejected."

"But I never expected that your character is so superficial."

"You think you know a little about music theory, how to press chords, how to grasp the sense of music in a rigid way, how to systematically learn to pour more emotions, and let others cheer for you, which leads to your own vanity. Expansion, is this the music in your eyes?"

"Music is an invisible and intangible high-level art. It is a private channel leading to the author's heart. A song is composed of melody and lyrics, so as to express each person's unique thoughts, personal attitudes, and even more. Such elegance!"

"Diversified tunes represent everyone's style, and abstract lyrics are their own way of expression. This is a non-literary storytelling method, but it can directly convey feelings to the heart!"

"However, in your hands, it just becomes a cold mechanical movement one after another, and it turns an abstract existence like music into a material desire of one's own, as a capital of one's own pride!"

"Ask yourselves, if this is your music, then I don't think you have the capital to talk about music!"