Ji Xingyi had just finished recording her work and was about to submit it to her supervisor when she happened to meet Pei Bochuan coming out of his office.

He was holding some documents in his hand and walking briskly, obviously in a good mood.

She guessed that Pei Bochuan's work should have passed the preliminary selection and was about to go to the recording studio for an audition.

Ji Xingyi nodded to Pei Baichuan as a greeting.

Pei Bochuan stopped, turned around, and looked at her gently: "Have you finished recording?"

Ji Xingyi smiled slightly and nodded: "Yes, I just finished recording, and your work has been approved."

Pei Bochuan nodded and said, "Well, I'm going to audition now. But it seems that your progress is much faster than mine."

Ji Xingyi felt a little guilty when he heard this.

Of course, she knew that she was able to complete the work so quickly, all thanks to the help of the system. Facing Pei Bochuan's praise, she could only smile vaguely.

Pei Bochuan didn't seem to notice her strangeness and continued, "I'm looking forward to your work. Let's discuss it after it's released!"

Ji Xingyi nodded. She knew the gap between herself and Pei Baichuan, but as long as she had the system, she had the confidence to catch up.

Friday afternoon.

The sunlight shines through the office windows onto the neat desk, adding a bit of solemnity and anticipation to this conference room that is about to usher in an important moment.

Manager Jiang sat at the conference table, his eyes sweeping over everyone present with a faint smile on his face.

"Everyone," Manager Jiang said in a clear and powerful voice, "Today is the deadline for submissions. After our initial screening and evaluation, three people's works will be submitted on behalf of our company."

Having said this, he deliberately paused, as if enjoying the tension brought by this brief silence.

"These three people are Pei Bochuan, Ji Xingyi and Yang Baozhe!"

As soon as Manager Jiang finished speaking, a burst of surprised discussions broke out in the conference room.

Everyone turned their eyes to Ji Xingyi, their eyes full of confusion and curiosity.

After all, Pei Bochuan and Yang Baozhe are both recognized silver medal teachers in the department, and the selection of their works is undisputed.

As for Ji Xingyi, although she has performed well recently, it was really beyond everyone's expectations that her work could be selected alongside the two silver medalists.

Someone couldn't help but joked: "Will Xiao Yi come up with another masterpiece?"

"Maybe it's true," the person next to her said, "Don't you think that she has been full of inspiration lately, as if she had a radar on her head."

Manager Jiang listened to everyone's discussion and the smile on his face became even more intense.

He waved his hand gently, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then continued: "I have also seen everyone's progress in this submission. It seems that everyone has grown recently. I hope everyone can continue to maintain this state. I believe you can also achieve good results."

"However," Director Jiang changed the subject, "We are not the only one who submitted works this time. The works of the three of them will have to go through another official screening. So, let's applaud and cheer for them first, and hope that one of them will be successfully selected!"

As Manager Jiang finished speaking, warm applause broke out in the conference room.

Ji Xingyi, Pei Baichuan and Yang Baozhe sat at the conference table, accepting everyone's congratulations and blessings with a smile.

"Xiao Yi, since you've been selected to treat everyone to a meal this time, we have to reorganize the plan! We're waiting for you!"

"Please treat us to a meal and give us some inspiration and luck!"

"What are you thinking? You have to share other people's inspiration just for a meal!"

Everyone was happily discussing the dinner arrangements. Ji Xingyi said with a smile, "Let's regroup when Brother Pei's hand gets better!"

Everyone else looked at Pei Bochuan in unison and nodded when they saw his gauze-wrapped right hand.

After the meeting, Xu Huiyan came over and asked, "Xiao Yi, do you have any plans for the weekend? Do you want to go out for a walk together? I found a restaurant with a special atmosphere online. The outdoor environment is also very good!"

"Okay!" Ji Xingyi just agreed, and Pei Bochuan's cold voice came from behind: "No!"

They both turned their heads to look at Pei Bochuan in confusion. Pei Bochuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but he said calmly: "Her hand was burned. It's hot now and she sweats easily. Going out is not conducive to the recovery of the wound!"

After that, he placed a white porcelain bottle on Ji Xingyi's desk: "This is an ointment for treating burns. Apply it once a day and it will heal faster."

Ji Xingyi nodded blankly: "Thank...thank you!" Then he looked at his hand and asked: "Is your hand feeling better?"

Pei Bochuan chuckled: "Much better."

Then the scene became eerily quiet for a while.

It was Xu Huiyan who broke the situation and said with a smile: "Since Xiaoyi is not convenient, let's make an appointment next time. I will bring you some local specialties!"

Seeing Pei Bochuan here, he quickly added: "Of course, Brother Pei, you guys also have a share!"

Pei Bochuan also felt that his presence was causing embarrassment, so he nodded and left.

Xu Huiyan's heart finally settled down when Pei Bochuan left. She lowered her head and asked Ji Xingyi quietly, "Xiao Yi, does Brother Pei have any feelings for you? He has been coming here more and more frequently recently!"

Ji Xingyi laughed dumbly: "No, at most we have some exchanges on works, it's impossible for him and I to have such exchanges!"

He then quietly told her about his acquaintance with the CEO of Kuyin, and finally said seriously: "You see, we are not a good match. Even if he doesn't have this job, he is still a rich young master, and he really doesn't have that kind of intention towards me!"

Xu Huiyan opened her mouth slightly, and glanced in Pei Bochuan's direction in shock: "His background is so hidden! I'll go back and ask my dad what the Pei family does in the business district!"

Ji Xingyi sighed and shook her head. The world of rich people is really a circle, but it has nothing to do with her.

The two chatted casually and then went back to work.

Huayi Composition Department.

Han Qing walked into Zhao Yinchen's office with a cold face.

Seeing that he looked unhappy, Zhao Yinchen asked the singer who was standing in front of him and wanted him to help write a song to leave first.

He turned to Han Qing and asked, "What's wrong? Why do you look so bad?"

Han Qing snorted coldly and sat back on the chair. "Isn't it because of those people on the board who only talk but don't do anything?"

"Last time, the chart-topping didn't meet expectations and that was my fault. Now the official invitation to sing is my fault too! Why don't they give the director position to me? I think he should take the position because he can only nag all day long!"

Zhao Yinchen didn't dare to say anything about this, he just poured him a cup of tea and comforted him: "Those who achieve great things don't care about trivial matters. Manager Han will definitely be promoted in the future. The development of the composition department is now in full swing, and it's only a matter of time before the manager is promoted!"

Han Qing felt better after hearing his words. He took a few sips of the tea and asked, "How confident are you about the official invitation to sing?"

Zhao Yinchen said confidently: "Seventy percent! As long as the lyrics and music gods don't intervene, I will be able to get the official invitation to sing!"

Seeing how confident he was, Han Qing smiled and said, "Probably not. It's already July, and no songwriter or lyricist has released a single work yet. I think they are all preparing for next year's Road to Deification, and probably won't bother participating in these activities."

After thinking for a while, he said, "I'd better ask my acquaintances in the association so that we can be more or less mentally prepared!"

Zhao Yinchen smiled and nodded, but when he saw Han Qing leave, his smile suddenly stopped.

He had heard that Tong Yannan from Universal had jumped to Lexing, and that many songwriters were also interested in joining Lexing, which made him very unhappy.

Why did Lexing emerge as the leader after he left Lexing?

The better Le Xing's development was, the more uncomfortable he felt. When he thought about being slapped in the face by a newcomer, he became filled with anger.

And the other side.

After get off work, Ji Xingyi went to the supermarket with Xu Huiyan. She was still short of some daily necessities.

As I walked to the entrance of the supermarket, I heard Xiao Yi's voice. There were also a few girls standing at the supermarket sign and happily taking photos with Xiao Yi's promotional photos.

Ji Xingyi watched this scene with a smile in her eyes. She really liked being a music producer more and more.

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