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"Could it be that none of the six of us passed?" Hyuna secretly exclaimed.

It seems that if you want to be favored by Mr. Lin, you must have a certain strength.

"Your name is Qin Yi?" Lin Shishi looked at the female singer beside him, who was in her twenties just like herself.

"Mr. Lin, my name is Qin Yi!" Her heart was fluctuating violently. Could it be that she was picked by Teacher Lin?

Lin Shishi: "You will be the lead singer of Twilight."

Qin Yi: "I... Teacher Lin, is it me? Is it really me?"

This is the rhythm of soaring into the sky, how can I keep her from getting excited?

The rest of the five singers were depressed, with dejected faces.

"Hyuna, you come to help sing." Lin Shiyi originally planned to find a male singer to sing Zhou Chuanxiong's "Twilight".

Who knew Brother Qi had such a big hobby, the company was full of female singers, and he couldn't see a single man.

No, Seventh Brother and that vice president are men...

"I, can I do it too, Teacher Lin? It's true!!"

Hyuna was so excited that she was about to jump up, the two balls of softness kept rippling, and Lin Qiye next to her was stunned, she stared at the vice president and shouted: "Can you sign a male singer next time? Look, it scares my brother!"

Zhu Lan was a little depressed: "I missed this opportunity, I don't know when I will wait... After the September season, the gap with Xuanya Qin Yi and the others will become bigger and bigger..."

Lin Qiye ran over to comfort him and said, "It's okay, I'll intercede with my brother after the October Ceremony is over, after all, there are so many composers in his company."

Zhu Lan shook her head, depressed: "Can it be the same? It is my lifelong dream to be able to sing a piece of Teacher Lin's work. Among the newcomers in the music industry, which one is not here for Teacher Lin?"

Teacher Lin has almost become the spiritual pillar of many newcomers in the music circle.

In the afternoon, Hyuna and Qin Yi came out of the recording studio, exhausted and with a dry throat.

"Mr. Lin, you are so good and you work so hard. Composers nowadays rarely see your quality."

Only after singing teacher Lin's work once did Hyuna realize that a piece of work can be recorded in one day.

"Where's Mr. Lin?" Lin Shishi asked, ignoring these compliments.

"I'll send him a message." Hyuna hurriedly took out her phone.

"No, I'll take a step first. Remember to tell your director Lin that he doesn't need to spend money to buy a promotional spot for this song, just leave it to Withering." Lin Shiyi left immediately after explaining.

"Okay!" Hyuna is very excited now, and she can sing teacher Lin's works again, and withering is fully responsible for the promotion.

It's hard not to get angry!

After returning to the office area, Xuanya told Lin Qiye what Teacher Lin said, and the latter just nodded softly: "Okay, I understand."

"Director Lin, where are you going?" Qin Yi asked: "Twilight has finished recording."

"So fast?" Lin Qiye remembered the horror of the 24 ancient works that night.

In this way, a piece of work is completed in half a day, and suddenly there is nothing left.

Soon, Lin Qiye urged again: "Go and comfort Zhu Lan, I'll go find my brother, and we will also participate in the music festival at night, even if we can't compete for the ten spots, we have to show our face."

"Ah? Director Lin, are we going to participate in the music festival too?" Xuan Ya and Qin Yi were shocked at the same time.

Not only them, but also several other female singers in the office area showed a glimmer of hope.

Then don't they still have a chance?

And it's an entry!

The national style works that will be written into the Chinese music scene by the official media can be imagined.

Zhu Lan, who was still sad at first, ran over after hearing Dong Lin's words, and asked, "Director Lin, are we going to participate in the music festival at night? Is it true?"

"It depends on whether my brother is willing to help." Since Lin Qiye hugged this thigh, he instantly felt that the future was full of hope, bright and not so dark.

Before Lin Shishi could drive home, Lin Qiye chased him down and hurriedly told about the music festival.

"Even if I don't tell you, Brother Seven, I'd have forgotten it. The music festival is coming up soon..." Lin Shiyi recalled the ten spots.

"Then will you participate? Bah, I was wrong. Wither is such a big company, I will definitely participate. Seventh Brother has a heartfelt request..."

Lin Shishi saw through Seventh Brother's careful thinking: "I'm going to play a big one. There are only four singers in my company, and there must be insufficient manpower. At that time, I will choose a few singers from you, Seventh Brother."

"Okay! Thank you brother!" Lin Qiye jumped into the cab: "Brother, sit in the back, I will be your driver today."

The selection criteria for the music festival is national style songs first, and what Lin Shiyi thought of was Jay Chou's works.

The pinnacle of the earth's national style will lead a big wave in Hanzhou.

After returning home, Lin Shiyi began to pay attention to the Internet, only to find that his account on the official website of Withering had been hacked by many people.

Basically friends in music, Zhongli, Lu Wenfei, Xue Rong and so on.

"The registration channel has already been opened today? There is still one week until the September season, and it is only more than a month until October." After reading the rules announced by the official media, Lin Shiyi had an ominous premonition.

Unlimited registration?

Musicians from other big states can also come to Hanzhou to participate?

As long as they are good at national style works.

"How do I feel that those old friends united to dig a hole for me..."

Lin Shishi thought of the vice-chairman of the Zhongzhou Association, who is now the successor of the vice-chairman.

Could it be implying that he went to Zhongzhou to sign up?

"The selection criteria for Zhongzhou's grand ceremony is actually a symphony?" Lin Shishi was shocked.

As expected of Zhongzhou, where cultures gather, even the music festival has such a high standard.

Lin Shishi is well aware of the gold content of the symphony, even if it is not popular in Hanzhou, it is one of the songs that many gods yearn for and learn.

The standard of Xuanzhou is the same as that of Hanzhou, the national style.

For Xuanzhou, their national style is of course not the style of Hanzhou, but the national style of Xuanzhou.

"Forget it, let's forget about it, it's still so long before we start." Lin Shiyi picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

Zhang Jiahao was noted above.

But the other party hung up the phone.

Lin Shishi thought that this fake master had something important to do.

Called again after half an hour, hung up again.

It took another hour to get through: "Vice Chairman Zhang, what are you up to? It takes so many calls to answer you?"

"Why should I pick it up? How long have you not looked for me? It's been half a year!"

Zhang Jiahao's arrogant little temper came up: "Your attitude is hard to be a master, and you still call me vice chairman, it's really strange."

After speaking, he hung up again.

Lin Shishi was left with a confused face: "Are you... angry?"

After a few minutes, he called again: "Okay, master, don't be angry, isn't there too much business in the past six months? I'm going to win [-] consecutive championships and get four titles for fun."

"Take four titles for fun? Are you speaking human language? It's hard to be a master with such arrogance!" Just after finishing speaking, Zhang Jiahao hung up the phone again.

Lin Shishi: "..."