I have 6 systems, so what if I'm a little arrogant?

In early June, the nationally-anticipated college entrance examination finally came to an end.

After finishing the last exam, Tang Tingyu handed in his paper 10 minutes in advance and rushed to the school gate.

Under the scorching sun, the reporter waiting to interview the candidates at the school gate suddenly saw a figure passing by in front of him.

What is that? Could he have had a heat stroke? Why are there dark shadows everywhere he sees?

When he arrived in front of the black nanny car, Tang Tingyu opened the door and quickly got in.

Tang Tingyu: "I am really impressed. It's the college entrance examination, and they asked me to hand in the paper early."

After she finished speaking, she realized that all the members were in the nanny car today. It seemed that something big was happening.

As expected, Dai Qingqing said, "The company said that all the songs for the first mini album have been produced. It just so happens that you have finished the college entrance examination. From today on, we will probably have to stay in the company's practice room."

Qin Xinyi next to him said, "I listened to the demo of the title song. It seems that the company spent a lot of money on it. The quality is great. The other songs are also very good."

Tang Tingyu: "Did they say when the MV will be filmed?"

Fang Nian: “Let’s shoot once we are familiar with the song and dance.”

After arriving at the company, Sister Ji explained everything about the new album to the seven of them. Before leaving, she reminded them to practice well and repeatedly emphasized the importance of this album.

Ji Shuyi: "I will come to check every day. Also, control your weight during this period. You are not allowed to eat high-calorie foods, okay? If you feel greedy again, just bear with it for now."

"Got it, Sister Ji." They agreed quickly, but their tone sounded a little reluctant.

Tang Tingyu held his chin up and clicked on the complete song, "Let me listen to the full version first."

Just as Qin Xinyi said, the quality of the title song "My Heart Is Moved by You" is indeed great, and there is nothing wrong with either the arrangement or the lyrics.

Relying on the tacit understanding they had during the audition, the seven of them were almost in sync after just a few days of practice. Ji Shuyi was very satisfied with the daily inspections.

"Very good, very energetic, we can shoot the music video tomorrow."

However, Ji Shuyi, who was originally very happy, walked into the practice room the next day with a cold face.

Tang Tingyu immediately turned off the music and asked, "Sister Ji, what's wrong? Aren't we going to start filming the MV today?"

It would have been fine if she didn't mention it, but once Ji Shuyi was mentioned, she was furious and punched the wall angrily, "Damn it, how can we shoot without the song? Your title song was snatched away by someone else!"

"Ah? Didn't they buy it all? How did you cut it in?" Qin Xinyi looked confused.

Ji Shuyi: "That idiot composer wants to cancel the contract, saying that someone else has offered a high price for the song "Because of You"."

Fang Nian: "Is this even possible?! This is such an ugly way of eating. You have no credibility at all."

Xu Yuhan asked another key question, "Who is the one who paid the high price?"

Ji Shuyi's face froze, and he sighed, "It is said that someone from Honey Girl bought it for three times the price."

"It's them. That's difficult." Dai Qingqing frowned.

Tang Tingyu asked in confusion: "How do you say that? Are they famous? Are they very popular?"

"That's not the case. The main reason is that it is said that every member of this group has a very strong background, and their families are rich and powerful. Their fans jokingly call them little princesses who have come to venture into the entertainment industry." Fang Nian introduced with disdain.

Liang Yan coldly complained, "It's so hard to kill the feudal remnants. It's been hundreds of years and they're still doing this princess thing. Or do their fans like to put themselves in the role of a maid?"

Dai Qingqing: "So, this isn't the first time they've done this. They've been accused of padding the sound sources and album sales a few times before, but they've denied it all."

Qin Xinyi was very frustrated, "So this song will never come back?" She really liked this song.

Han Feirong: "Tsk, my family only has a few hundred million, why are you pretending to be a princess? If they are princesses, then I must be a queen."

Tang Tingyu: "That's right. Besides, it's just a song. You can't buy a better one if you spend more."

Ji Shuyi was helpless. She held her forehead and said, "Okay, stop making trouble. The company will handle it." Obviously, she didn't think it would be easy to buy another good song.

Tang Tingyu thought about it and contacted Zhang Zhimu directly, asking him to find a few well-known musicians to buy a few songs. Money was not a problem.

Zhang Zhimu was very quick and went directly to find those top musicians in the name of the company.

These artists are more or less aloof, and when they heard that they were going to write songs for a newly debuted girl group, many people immediately started to mock them.

Musician A: "I'm sorry, I only write songs for talented pop stars. Besides, is it so important for girl groups like you to have good songs? It's all about looks."

Zhang Zhimu: "One million."

"Tsk, it's only 100 million, who are you looking down on?"

"300."

"...You, don't humiliate me. Do you think I'm a vulgar person who only loves money?"

"Be direct. Do you want to sell it for 500 million?"

"Hey, brother, you have a good eye. I like to write songs for girl groups. Is one song enough? How about adding another one? If there's anything I don't like, I can revise it all night, brother."

Zhang Zhimu curled his lips in disdain: Tsk, it was done with just 500 million, what a cheap man.

No longer pay attention to musician A who sends messages like a dog.

Then I found musician B.

Musician B replied calmly: "My songs are only performed by people who understand them. I believe that every song has its soul. Singing it to people who don't understand its meaning will only taint the soul of the song..."

Zhang Zhimu said directly, "500 million, are you selling your soul?"

Musician B readily changed his words and said, "... But then again, the fact that you were able to contact me today shows that we are destined to be together. I believe that this destined person must be very suitable for my song!"

"By the way, are you transferring the money now? If you need anything in the future, you can contact me first. I'm on standby 24 hours a day~"

......

Ji Shuyi fell into deep thought as he looked at the freshly-made songs on the table.

Good news, there is no shortage of title songs.

Bad news, there are so many songs that she has a hard time choosing.

"You bought all these songs? Just for one night?"

Tang Tingyu shrugged and said, "Didn't I tell you that you can buy any good song by spending more money? Look, I bought several songs."

Ji Shuyi: "How much did you spend?"

"1000."

No wonder, with 1000 million, it wouldn’t be difficult for those musicians to sell just a song, or even sell themselves.