My girlfriend broke up and the company terminated her contract? His song set off the entertainment i

Lin Ce nodded: "So to speak.

Fang Jing pondered for a moment, she looked at Lin Ce and didn't speak for a while.

Lin Ce: "If not, just don't say it."

Fang Jing shook his head: "It's not impossible, in fact, you will find that in the company, it is difficult for you to see gold medal composers and composers, and the most important reason is that their working hours, or the time they come to the company, are arranged freely."

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

Lin Ce: "That's really good!"

Fang Jing was a little curious: "Is it convenient to ask what kind of job you are going to work part-time?"

Lin Ce did not hide it: "It's for a friend of mine to be an assistant." Fang

Jing: "As an assistant?" she

frowned: "Wouldn't this be a bit overkill."

Lin Ce was very calm: "Actually, it's not overkill, the main thing is that she has a lot of salary." "

Hmm.

The salary is more ......

Hearing this, Fang Jing smiled: "Alas, I don't even know how to say you."

"But since you've decided, I'll talk to Director Wu later, and then I'll give you a special permission."

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

Lin Ce: "That's really good, trouble Sister Fang."

Fang Jing shook his head: "It's not troublesome, in fact, it's mainly because your strength is there, if you really want to thank you, then work hard and come up with more good songs."

"By the way, I'm going to send the song over later, for those singers to choose, the singers will gather in the conference room, and then you really don't plan to change people?"

Fang Jing looked at Lin Ce, and wanted to persuade a little: "Actually, B-level singers can't share much money."

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

Fang Jing was helpless, so she could only nod.

An hour later.

All the composers' songs were sent to the mailboxes of the singers they chose, Cui Yuan looked extremely nervous, she looked at Lin Ce: "I really want to try A-level singers, but A-level singers basically choose songs from senior composers, so I finally chose B-grade singers." "

I hope my song can be selected.

Cui Yuan was there, with a worried face.

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

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

Let's go and see, let's take a walk. The

group got up and walked towards the conference room.

Cui Yuan also stood up, she looked at Lin Ce still sitting in place: "Let's go and have a look, isn't there nothing wrong."

Lin Ce thought for a moment and nodded, he was also ready to take a look at what kind of person the D-level singer he chose.

Lin Ce didn't have much hope for that person, he just hoped that the other party was a normal person, and it would be OK if he could sing well.

In addition, he has a good personality and talks, don't sing when the time comes, he will cry and shout and ask for money.

That's not good.

Lin Ce and Cui Yuan went to the conference room in a big way.

in the conference room.

There are a lot of people sitting there now.

Lin Ce blended in with the crowd and looked inside.

There were thirty people sitting around the conference table.

They are the thirty singers that the company wants this time.

One of the most striking is a woman sitting at the front.

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

Before Lin Ce could ask.

Someone next to him had already whispered.

"That's Pang Momo, it's so beautiful.

"I heard that it was the school tweed that the company's scouts found from the art school.

"That figure is really amazing, even if she doesn't sing, I feel like she can be popular just by making her debut as a model!" Several

people whispered, looking over there.

Besides.

There are also four people, compared to the others, it is also a lot more arrogant.

These people are A-level singers.

After that, there are ten B-level singers and thirteen C-level singers.

And in the last position, a man was looking left and right, the man looked a little anxious, obviously a D-level singer, and Lin Ce's target, Huang Junyao.

And the other D-class singer is a woman with her head down.

She twitched her fingers a little uneasily, the clothes she was wearing looked a little older than everyone else, and no one paid attention to her.

Each of them had a laptop in front of them.

Right now.

The composers were basically waiting around the conference room.

Some of the veteran composers found a seat in the corner.

Chen Cheng found Lin Ce and nodded at Lin Ce, saying hello.

It didn't take long.

Fang Jing walked in from outside, she stood in front and looked around: "Everyone is here." "

Now, let me announce the simple rules.

"The composers present have sent their songs to the mailboxes of the thirty of you singers.

"Some people get more songs, some people get fewer songs.

"So, you need to choose a song that you are willing to sing and record it as your entry for the Rookie Contest this time.

"Everyone can only choose one song, and those songs that are not selected mean being eliminated.

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

She finished.

Soon.

Everyone turned on their computers and looked at the songs in their mailboxes.

The composers present were nervous.

Most junior composers choose to send songs to B and C singers.

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

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

Obviously, there are many people who choose Pang Momo, but Pang Momo can only choose one song from it.

She began to look at it carefully.

The other singers are all watching, thinking, and choosing with their hearts.

But.

D-class Huang Junyao scratched his head a little embarrassed.

He quietly glanced at the mailbox of a C-class singer next to him.

There are about four or five songs in it.

Apparently.

The lower the rank, the fewer songs they get.

Because there are very few composers themselves who choose them.

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

mailbox.

Lonely only a pitiful song.

"Okay, there's another one.

Huang Junyao breathed a sigh of relief, he also knew that he was not qualified to choose at all.

However, looking at the title of the song, this song seems to be pretty good?

He looked at the title of the song, "I Want to Hug You in a Mediocre Life", and when he thought so, he clicked and opened the document.