[Entertainment circle] What's the use of laying fat eggs

Jiang Mingche is quite well-known among the trainees. Almost everyone in the company has heard of his name and knows that he is a useless trash with nothing but his face.

It stands to reason that with such terrible strength, no matter how good-looking he is, if he cannot pass the monthly assessment, he will be eliminated sooner or later.But for some reason, no matter how terrible the results are, she has not been eliminated until now, and she still has the cheek to occupy the team of trainees.

The company was already poor, and Jiang Mingche didn't seem to have any talent in this area at ordinary times. Raising a waste would not get any rewards, which group of old foxes in the company couldn't have imagined.But why he has never been eliminated, not only the fellow trainees are puzzled, I'm afraid even Jiang Mingche himself can't explain clearly.

Jin Nanjun's slightly probing eyes quietly fell on the young man in front of him. Leaving aside the fatal shortcoming of strength, Jiang Mingche's face has already reached the level of a debut boy group in terms of appearance.

God is very partial to him, with a straight nose bridge, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that are the most affectionate, but his facial lines are quite cold, and his temperament is also very unique. He has the youthfulness and immaturity that should be expected at this age, and has a vague personality that belongs only to mature men. The melancholy tender, contradictory, but most attractive.

It's a pity that standing on the stage must speak with strength. No matter how good-looking the appearance is, if the strength cannot keep up, it is destined to be a tragedy.

Remembering what the company called him to the office not long ago, Jin Nanjun held his forehead and just wanted to let out a long sigh.

Obviously, the company has plans to focus on training this vase trainee.

Although these words might be cruel to a child, Jin Nanjun had to think about the team, and he didn't really want this guy to join his team.

If he really wants to debut, the configuration of the seven-member group is already very suitable. Unless Jiang Mingche deliberately hides his strength and is actually a genius, otherwise with his current performance, if he really debuts with them, It is bound to penetrate the center of the earth. Jin Nanjun can even imagine what netizens will say about the scene of the car accident.

They speak by strength, not those assembly-line star-making factories that only pursue immediate interests.Jin Nanjun has even made up his mind. If the company really insists on letting this guy join the team, he can't do such a shameless and vicious thing like blatantly ostracizing a child, but he also hopes to take this opportunity to fight for it. Don't let this The bit affects the entire team.

Jiang Mingche didn't know what the future Captain was thinking at this time, facing the seven familiar and unfamiliar teenagers, he subconsciously pursed his lips, and unexpectedly showed a little restraint.

"My name is Jiang Mingche, from Sichuan, China, please give me your advice when I meet you for the first time."

Childish anger came and went quickly, as if he had forgotten the unhappiness that happened a few days ago. After Jiang Mingche introduced himself, Tian Jiuguo quietly came over: "Mingchexi, can you still help me with my homework today?"

Jiang Mingche, who is only less than two months older than the maknae, couldn't be happier if his own cub wants to study hard, so he nodded.

He has been working hard to prepare for the high school entrance exam recently. After a lifetime, he has retrieved the knowledge. After mastering it all, the progress of the review has also accelerated a lot. Judging from the difficulty of the exercises he tried the last few times , Passing the exam should be no problem.

There is no need to worry too much about studying, Jiang Mingche can't help but put his mind on other aspects.

He has seriously thought about his future. On the premise that he is not planning to continue his debut, maybe he can try to properly express his talent in music creation. As a music producer, he can not only meet his familiar brothers and younger brothers, but also continue his own music career. Thinking about it carefully, it is quite a good choice.

He has the experience of studying at the Berklee College of Music in his previous life, and the knowledge he has accumulated in two lifetimes is deeply imprinted in his mind, and he also hopes to do his part.It's a pity that something like that happened temporarily in the previous life. The music works that were produced have not had time to be published, so they have to be silent.

Those music works are all sincere works, and he also hopes to restore them all.But just as he wanted to put it into practice, he was extremely embarrassed to find that he didn't have this condition at all.

The company's current studio is currently only used by some trainees. Obviously, it is not a rap orientation. Jiang Mingche, who has never received corresponding professional training before, is not within the allowed range.

As for buying equipment by himself, since Jiang Mingche's wallet is cleaner than his own face at present, and the living expenses are barely covered, it is really difficult to buy more expensive professional music equipment.

He was ashamed to bother others, so after doing the dishes, he took a blank draft paper, wrote out the score according to his memory, and put it in the exercise book, not afraid of being seen by others.

Except for Tian Jiuguo who was squatting in the same room doing homework and doing homework, no one had seen his scores. Jiang Mingche seemed to have let go of some knots, and no longer resisted the contact with the members as much as before. When I saw those manuscripts and asked curiously what the last sentence was, I would explain it to him seriously.

"It's a musical score, I wrote it casually for fun."

Tian Jiuguo couldn't quite understand the staff he drew.He originally wanted to show it to Brother Yunqi, but he thought it was not his own work after all, and he didn't have the right to dispose of it at will, so he had to bury it in his heart, and when he returned to the dormitory, he couldn't wait to share it with his brothers .

"Ming Che wrote a lot of songs, the score is very thick, but it's all five-line notation, I can't quite understand it."

As soon as he said this, the brothers couldn't help laughing.

"Guoer, I know you have a good relationship with that child, but there are some things, we still have to be realistic."

A well-known waste vase, but he can still write songs?

It sounds absurd, and it's no wonder the members find it funny.

Judging from Jiang Mingche's usual practice courses, dance is undoubtedly the bottom one. Vocal is not good, but rap is terrible. With such a score, he has not studied systematically before, how could he suddenly start composing?

The brothers didn't take this matter to heart. On the second day, Tian Jiuguo found the study room as usual and took out the book, but he couldn't read it anymore. He looked up at Jiang Mingche, who was buried in the questions, and was entangled. After a while, she carefully moved to sit beside him.

"Mingche, I have something to trouble you..."

Jiang Mingche didn't raise his head: "What's the matter? Tell me."

"The few manuscripts you wrote before...can I show them to Brother Yunqi? I told them before that you could write songs, but they didn't believe it."

Jiang Mingche paused, put down his pen, and turned to look at him: "So you want to use the score to prove that I can also write songs?"

Seeing him nodding, Jiang Mingche sighed and shook his head helplessly: "There is no need for this, and I didn't write this to prove anything."

It's not that he is reluctant to part with these scores. In Jiang Mingche's heart, his three producer brothers are an important starting point for him to start his future music career. If he didn't give good guidance at the beginning, he would not be so interested in music later interested.It is precisely because it is too important that showing his not mature works to the other party, in Jiang Mingche's view, is no different from public execution.

Seeing his insistence, Tian Jiuguo didn't mention it again.Jiang Mingche didn't have the intention to continue brushing up the questions. Fortunately, he turned over all the scores and wanted to check again if there was anything that needed to be revised.

Just looking at it, he realized that something was not quite right.

There are 14 scores written these days, but when he took out the manuscripts and counted them, he found that one was missing.

To be on the safe side, he kept his score in his book and carried it with him. Others would not have thought that he could write songs. He might not be interested in the schoolbag of a quasi-high school student, except for Xiaoguo. , it is impossible for anyone else to know that he is writing songs.

Of course, Xiaoguo has nothing to do with this matter. Jiang Mingche didn't want to appear too flustered. Perhaps his overly calm performance confused the other party. Soon, in the upcoming monthly exam, the answer that had troubled him for a long time Finally got the reveal.

"This is my original work "Always", which is a song written for lovers after separation."

The extremely familiar music sounded, and Jiang Mingche stood behind the crowd, his delicate face was covered with frost, and a pair of cold peach blossom eyes stared at the man standing in the middle of the practice room and talking.

This person lives in the same dormitory with him, and since he is a roommate, he has the opportunity to touch his personal items at any time, so how his sheet music was lost can't be simpler.

This is the work he wrote when he was the most painful and confused in his previous life, and it is the one with the deepest meaning to him among all the works.

He can endure all kinds of notoriety, but he will never allow someone to steal his work openly, and he also endows him with an extremely vanity and disgusting creative concept.

"I didn't expect this Li Xuanbin to be so good? This song is so good, it can be used to make a debut song."

"I took out my own composition during the monthly exam. It seems that I want to squeeze into the debut group, right? It really is a good plan."

"Isn't there news that the company will officially announce the debut list soon? I guess it's for the last time. Let me tell you, if his songs will be at this level in the future, it may be true. His strength in other aspects It's okay, but the face is a little bit bad, and when the time comes to go to the whole body, you can still debut."

Not only other fellow trainees, but even the teachers in charge of the assessment also spoke highly of his song.

Li Xuanbin smiled decently and answered very humbly. He suppressed a burst of ecstasy in his heart. When the assessment was over, he still didn't forget to take a look in the direction where Jiang Mingche was.

The reason why he would steal other people's works was not only because he wanted to win the debut position, but also because of Jiang Mingche's own character.

This Chinese person usually talks very little, has no friends, and has a withdrawn personality. As long as he gives a little favor and doesn't try to coerce and lure him, he can easily handle him. He doesn't need to worry about being exposed. Maybe there will be another one. Mobile composition inventory comes, which is a great thing.

He was completely immersed in his own beautiful imagination. When he met Jiang Mingche's eyes that were as cold and sharp as frost, although he felt a little uneasy in his heart, he still couldn't resist the ecstasy that his wish was about to come true. He didn't Seriously, and even arrogantly gave him a provocative smile.

He decided that with Jiang Mingche's character, he would definitely not expose it in person.After all, there were so many people present, who didn't know that Jiang Mingche was a trash with nothing but his face, how could such a person write such an excellent work without the slightest foundation.

Besides, they are in the same dormitory, he is the first, and he has preconceived ideas. No matter how Jiang Mingche defends, he will inevitably be judged as jealous of his roommate deliberately fabricating lies and malicious slander. The company will not waste time investigating this matter. Who is the real creator of the work, when the time comes, this confidant can be completely driven away from the company.

Li Xuanbin thought very well, but unfortunately, Jiang Mingche was not as weak and deceitful as he expected.

When he returned to his seat and enjoyed the compliments from the people around him, a pair of plain white hands suddenly stretched out from behind the crowd. It was Jiang Mingche.

He still had a smile on his face, ignored the whispers of the trainees around him, went straight to Li Xuanbin, and returned him a gentle smile that made people feel creepy.

In the next second, a merciless iron fist hit Li Xuanbin's face, knocking him down to the ground, unable to move.

"You bitch, dare to steal from me, kill you bitch, let me crawl!!"

The author has something to say: I don’t know if the Sichuan dialect is standard or not, so I watched several videos on purpose

Finally off the horse!There is no need to think that Xiao Jiang is impulsive, even if this child is a custard bag in front of his brothers, his heart is also dark hhhh

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After cursing, the next second:

A little ginger: Come, take this 24k pure gold cauldron!

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