His girlfriend broke up with him and the company terminated the contract? His song set the entertain

Lin Ce nodded:"You can say that."

Fang Jing thought about it, she looked at Lin Ce, and didn't say anything for a while.

Lin Ce:"If you can't, just pretend I didn't say it."

Fang Jing shook her head:"It's not impossible. In fact, you will find that in the company, you rarely see the gold medal composer and the king of music. The most important reason is that their working hours, or the time they come to the company, are all arranged freely."

"They just need to show up when the company needs them, so your request is acceptable for your position."

Lin Ce:"That's great!" Fang

Jing was a little curious:"May I ask what part-time job you are going to do?"

Lin Ce did not hide it:"I am working as an assistant to a friend of a friend of mine."

Fang Jing:"As an assistant?"

She frowned:"Isn't this a bit of a waste of talent?"

Lin Ce seemed particularly calm:"Actually, it's not a waste of talent. The main reason is that she pays a lot of money."

Yeah.

The salary is high...

Hearing this, Fang Jing smiled and said,"Oh, I don't know what to say to you."

"But since you have made up your mind, I will talk to Director Wu later and give you special permission."

"After that, you don't have to clock in for work. I will contact you when there is work needed, and you only need to complete the tasks given by the company."

Lin Ce:"That's great, thank you for your help, Sister Fang."

Fang Jing shook her head:"No, it's mainly because of your strength. If you really want to thank me, then work hard and come up with more good songs."

"By the way, the songs will be sent out later for the singers to choose from. The singers will gather in the conference room. Are you really not going to change someone?"

Fang Jing looked at Lin Ce, wanting to persuade him:"Actually, B-level singers can't get much money."

Lin Ce shook his head:"No, I think D-level singers are fine."

Fang Jing had no choice but to nod.

An hour later.

All the composers' songs were sent to the email addresses of the singers they chose. Cui Yuan seemed particularly nervous. She looked at Lin Ce:"I really want to try an A-level singer, but A-level singers basically choose songs by senior composers, so I finally chose a B-level singer."

"I hope my song can be chosen."

Cui Yuan was there, looking apprehensive.

At this time, many people had already stood up:"Let's go and take a look at the conference room?"

"The singers are here, they will make their own choices there"

"Let's go and have a look, let's go and have a look."

Everyone stood up and walked towards the conference room.

Cui Yuan also stood up. She looked at Lin Ce who was still sitting there and said,"Let's go and have a look together. It's nothing to do."

Lin Ce thought about it and nodded. He was also going to take a look at what kind of person the D-level singer he chose was.

Lin Ce didn't have too many expectations for that person. He just hoped that the other party was a normal person and could sing well.

In addition, he should be easy to talk to, so that when the song becomes popular, he won't cry and shout and make a fuss to share the money.

That would be bad.

Lin Ce and Cui Yuan and their group went to the conference room in a mighty manner.

There were already many people sitting in the conference room.

Lin Ce mixed in the crowd and looked inside.

There were a total of thirty people sitting around the conference table.

They were the thirty singers the company wanted this time.

The most eye-catching one was a woman sitting in the front seat.

She was wearing a pleated skirt, tall, and had a bit of coldness on her pretty face.

Before Lin Ce asked, someone next to him had already spoken in a low voice

"That's Pang Momo, so beautiful"

"I heard that the company's scout found the school beauty from an art school."

"That figure is amazing, even if she doesn't sing, I think she can become famous just by debuting as a model!"

Several people whispered and looked over there.

In addition, there were four other people whose postures were much more arrogant than the others.

These people were the A-level singers.

Behind them were ten B-level singers and thirteen C-level singers.

At the back, a man was looking around. He looked a little anxious. He was obviously the D-level singer and Lin Ce's target, Huang Junyao.

The other D-level singer was a woman with her head down.

She was stirring her fingers a little uneasily. The clothes she wore looked a little old-fashioned compared to the others, and no one paid attention to her.

In front of each of them was a laptop.

Now, the composers were basically waiting around the conference room.

Some senior composers found a seat in the corner and sat down.

Chen Cheng found Lin Ce and nodded at him as a greeting.

Not long after,

Fang Jing walked in from outside. She stood in front and looked around:"Is everyone here?"

"Now, I'm going to announce a simple rule."

"The composers present here have already sent the songs they wrote to the mailboxes of the thirty singers."

"Some people get more songs, some people get less songs"

"Therefore, you need to choose a song that you are willing to sing and then record it as your entry song for the"New Talent Contest""

"Each person can only choose one song. Those songs that are not selected will be eliminated."

Fang Jing looked at the time:"Then, let's start now."

She finished speaking.

Soon, everyone turned on their computers and looked at the songs in their mailboxes.

The composers present were very nervous.

Most junior composers choose to send songs to the mailboxes of singers of B and C levels.

And senior composers are often competing for singers of A level.

Pang Momo opened her mailbox, and as soon as she opened it, she saw more than 20 songs displayed in the mailbox.

Obviously, many people chose Pang Momo, but Pang Momo could only choose one song.

She began to check carefully.

The other singers were all looking at it carefully, thinking and choosing.

But.

Huang Junyao, who was at level D, scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

He secretly glanced at the mailbox of a C-level singer next to him.

There were about four or five songs in it.

Obviously.

The lower the level of the singer, the fewer songs he got.

Because there are very few composers who choose them.

Huang Junyao took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to open the mailbox.

In the mailbox, there was only a pitiful song alone.

"Not bad, there is one more."

Huang Junyao breathed a sigh of relief. He also knew that he had no right to choose.

However, looking at the song title, this song seemed pretty good?

He looked at the song title"How I Want to Hug You in the Ordinary Life", and while thinking about this, he clicked and opened the file of this song.