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Six pm.

Just after the course, Lin Yuan received a simple message: "Are you going to have dinner together tonight? Xia Fan treats you!"

"No, I have something tonight, you and Xia Fan can eat."

When Lin Yuan responded to the message, he stepped out of the school gate, and a red car was parked on the side of the road at the school gate.

"Long time no see, get in the car."

The left window of the red car rolled down, and a woman took off her sunglasses, smiling and beckoning to Lin Yuan.

"Hello there."

Lin Yuan got in the car after saying hello.

This woman is the agent Zhao Jue. The 35-year-old woman has faint crow's feet around her eyes. She is approachable when smiling, and solemn and calm when not smiling. She exudes a calm and capable aura.

"Lin Yuan."

Looking at Lin Yuan in the back seat through the front audition, Zhao Jue activated the accelerator: "Your song seems to have no words. Do you need me to find someone to fill in the lyrics? Only ten days are left before the rookie season."

"No, the lyrics are filled in."

"The arrangement... you made it?"

"Ok."

"Okay." Zhao Jue smiled: "Do you know what is the core competition in the newcomer season every November?"

"What is it?"

Zhao Jue drove the car and looked ahead: "The newcomer season is a general term. In fact, what companies really compete is a list, that is, our Qinzhou's new music list. Only the top 20 of the newcomer list can be considered. It’s up there."

"Oh."

This is not new.

Zhao Jue stopped at a red light, turned his head and looked at Lin Yuan: "Your song is good. If you can get a good score on the November Breaking Chart, I can help you transfer the contract to the composition department. ."

"Thank you."

Lin Yuan's eyes brightened.

He wants to develop in the direction of a composer, which is also the profession he is studying. It does not need to show up like a singer, but also gain the so-called recognition of the system.

Just then.

Lin Yuan heard the system's voice: "Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for triggering the new task."

[Task name: the first song]

[Task content: Successfully recorded "Born as Summer Flowers"]

[Task reward: a bronze treasure chest]

The last task has not been completed yet, is there a new task here?

Looking at the three lines of fonts that appeared in front of him, Lin Yuan looked forward to the next recording. He hoped that the recording would be successful tonight.

...

After half an hour.

Lin Yuan came to Xingman Entertainment.

This is a full fifty-floor high-rise building. Everyone wears professional attire when they come and go. They wear badges from different departments of Astral Entertainment on their chests. The style of big companies is undoubtedly revealed.

"Hello Sister Zhao."

Zhao Jue is considered the number one person in Xingmang, and many people actively greeted him directly. Zhao Jue only responded a little and took Lin Yuan directly to the ninth floor recording studio.

"Sister Zhao!"

Seeing Zhao Jue, a fat broker who had been waiting on the ninth floor hurried forward to greet him: "The equipment is almost debugged."

"Where are your people?"

Zhao Jue looked around, only to see the staff in the recording studio busy.

"That one……"

The fat manager wiped the sweat from his forehead: "There is a traffic jam on the road, so the newcomer hasn't arrived yet. I have urged that bastard several times! When he arrives, I will surely scold him severely!"

"Will you leave early in traffic jam?"

Zhao Jue's eyes were cold: "If you don't know how to bring a new person, you can bring it to others! From now on, I will sing with someone else before 15 minutes. Give me something that is useless!"

"Good good..."

The fat manager smiled, his face was pale, his hands were a little trembling and he took out his mobile phone to make a call to urge him. He had already scolded the late newcomer a hundred times in his heart.

At this time.

A woman dressed as an assistant came down the elevator and went straight to Zhao Jue's direction: "Sister Zhao, the manager will let you go there..."

"Got it."

Zhao Jue felt a little headache when he helped his forehead. The manager looked for himself, and it must be for the newcomer list.

I also blame myself for being too bloated.

At the beginning, he dared to make a military order in front of the company's top executives.

Looking at Lin Yuan, the innocent face of the instigator, Zhao Jue felt like he was burning with fire.

She could only endure depression, with warnings in her eyes, and said to the staff in these recording studios and the fat manager: "The song was written by Lin Yuan. For a while, the song is recorded based on Lin Yuan's opinion, understand?"

"Ok."

The fat manager and a group of staff in the recording studio heard the words and quickly nodded at Lin Yuan behind Zhao Jue, obviously not daring to disobey Zhao Jue's orders.

Lin Yuan also nodded in greeting.

...

Zhao Jue left because of something.

The fat manager also went downstairs and called.

Lin Yuan and the staff waited for about ten minutes, and suddenly heard a shout from a distance: "As long as you are late for a while, you won't have the chance to participate in this year's rookie season, don't you know! In order to catch up with the rookie season debut Have you been waiting for a few years? I was also beaten by Sister Zhao. Who doesn’t know that Sister Zhao’s air pressure has been low recently, so why did you hit the muzzle..."

"Wrong wrong, brother, I was wrong!"

A short young man nodded and bowed in front of the fat agent who had just come downstairs, and apologized: "I really didn't expect to have a chance to debut this year! Don't worry, brother! Today I promise to seize the opportunity and not shame you Thank you for covering me and let me get the company's last rookie season quota!"

"Stop talking nonsense, prepare to record the song."

The fat manager turned around and pressed his temple vigorously. He estimated that his blood pressure was a bit high.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, his expression was nervous and excited, but when he looked up, he saw the boy staring at him in front of him——

"Lin Yuan?"

He walked a few steps closer, and took a closer look at Lin Yuan. After confirming that he had not admitted his mistake, he was immediately happy: "It's really you, why are you here? Oh, I see, are you here for a part-time job?"

Lin Yuan: "..."

He was seriously thinking about who the other party was, and as far as the original owner's memory was concerned, this person was a bit familiar.

The youth obviously didn't know what Lin Yuan was thinking.

He raised his head, straightened his chest, and patted Lin Yuan on the shoulder: "You guy is worthy of being the best student in our vocal music department. You can work as a part-time job at Xingmang until you are a sophomore... Oh, this is Do you work in a recording studio? In this way, the senior and you are considered half colleagues!"

He took out the thermos cup from his arms and handed it to Lin Yuan.

The young man waved his hand and said: "Go and pour a glass of water for the senior. I just ran all the way, but it made me exhausted, but it's nothing to be tired. After all, after recording this song, the senior is about to make his debut!"

Lin Yuan: "..."

He finally remembered who the youth was.

This person is Sun Yaohuo, a vocal student of Qinzhou Art College, and he has graduated.

The vocal music department held events, and there were some repertoires of graduates returning to school to perform. This is how the other party met the original owner, so he is indeed Lin Yuan's senior.

And because this Sun Yaohuo has good strength, he signed a contract with Starman Entertainment as soon as he graduated. The juniors of the vocal music department still admire Sun Yaohuo, who has signed a big company and is likely to become a singer in the future.

Although Lin Yuan also signed Starman Entertainment, Lin Yuan never publicized the matter. After all, his physical condition was very special, so Xia Fan and Jian knew about this matter, and no one else knew it.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

Sun Yaohuo smiled and said, "Go and pour the water for me. The seniors have to record songs. You will also watch them in a while. Learning and learning experience is good for you."

"it is good."

Lin Yuan went to pour water.

Several recording studio staff around had weird faces.

Just as Sun Yaohuo’s fat manager turned his head, he saw the scene where Sun Yaohuo posed for Lin Yuan, and suddenly felt that the blood pressure that he had managed to drop had risen again:

"Sun Yaohuo, who are you with!"

He rushed up and slapped Sun Yaohuo severely on the back of the neck: "The song you want to sing is written by someone, you want to call Teacher Lin!"

Stop talking.

The fat man turned around and said to Lin Yuan who was receiving water next to him: "I'm sorry, Teacher Lin, Sun Yaohuo doesn't have much brains..."

"You really need to drink some water before recording a song."

Lin Yuan answered seriously, but he didn't think there was anything wrong, and directly handed the thermos cup filled with water to Sun Yaohuo.

Sun Yaohuo blankly received it.

The fat man was still angry, and turned to reprimand him: "Be respectful to Teacher Lin, don't be big or small."

"..."

Sun Yaohuo opened his mouth, wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say, he just felt his head dumb—

He is several years younger than me!

I... Why am I not big or small?

The staff on the side forced a smile and said: "Rookie, do you remember your melody by heart? If you remember it, how does it feel to find it according to the lyrics first?"

"Remember the teacher."

Sun Yaohuo quickly replied.

The staff looked at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan said: "Let's start then."

After entering the shed, Sun Yaohuo began to sing according to the lyrics.

His level is pretty good, otherwise he wouldn't be signed to Starlight right after graduation.

But Lin Yuan has the original master’s vocal experience, so the requirements will not be too low. If you want to share the money with himself, even the tool person must show some level of skill. He quickly discovered the downside:

"The early humming pause was not natural enough."

This is what it means to come again, and Sun Yaohuo nodded.

The music sounded again, and was soon interrupted by Lin Yuan: "The word bite is too heavy, and the bite bit lighter, but the emotion can be stronger."

"it is good……"

Sun Yaohuo was a little awkwardly fiddling with his younger brother. He always felt that the other party was deliberately making things difficult for him. He was a little thinner, and he was about to die socially now.

This may affect his mentality somewhat.

So even though it was recorded several times later, the effect was not satisfactory to Lin Yuan each time. In the end, Lin Yuan could only call a pause:

"Take a ten-minute break and record again."

As far as the instrumental character of singing is concerned, Sun Yaohuo has no problem completing this song. He hasn't sung well, probably because of a burden in his heart.

This problem is not big.

Just adjust your mentality.

Sun Yaohuo breathed a sigh of relief and sat on a chair outside the shed, gulping all the water in the cup with one breath.

As soon as he put down the water glass, he saw Lin Yuan naturally took it, and then went to the drinking fountain to refill it for him.

Is this humiliating me?

Sun Yaohuo's voice was dull: "That...learn... Teacher Lin..."

"Let me call me junior."

Lin Yuan spoke and let the water down.

Sun Yaohuo smiled awkwardly, after all he couldn't turn his face back, he waited too long for this debut opportunity.

He just uncomfortably used force and screwed on the lid of the thermos: "That... Brother Lin... So you know how to compose..."

Lin Yuan explained: "I was ill before, which caused a problem with my throat. I started to transfer to the composition department of the school in my sophomore year."

Sun Yaohuo was taken aback.

Immediately he shook his head, sighed lightly, and patted Lin Yuan on the shoulder, his voice sympathized and regretted: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity..."

He even said three "unfortunate".

Losing your voice is a desperate thing.

He can't imagine how he can't sing.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Yaohuo realized that his actions were a bit wrong, and that he was too much.

The boy in front of him is no longer just his own junior, but he is a songwriter who has the right to live and kill. This is why Lin Yuan was able to instruct him casually!

In other words.

If Lin Yuan insists on kicking himself out and sing "Life as a Summer Flower" for another person, then he has no temper, because his manager's attitude towards Lin Yuan has explained everything-

He waited a few years for his debut opportunity, and it was in the hands of his younger brother Lin Yuan.

Realizing this, he clapped his shoulders and hung in the air a little embarrassingly.

"nothing."

Lin Yuan didn't notice Sun Yaohuo's movements, of course he would not care about it. He just said seriously for the original owner:

"Thank you."

Sun Yaohuo was startled.

Looking at Lin Yuan's clear eyes, he suddenly realized that the elementary school boy in front of him actually didn't have the thoughts of his own brain at all, and they simply regarded himself as a collaborator.

It's because my realm is too low.

After graduation, he has been in the company for a long time, although he has not yet made his debut, but subconsciously divides people into different positions such as three or six and nine and then enters the seat.

First think of yourself as a senior who is about to debut, thinking that you can put on a show, so even if the original intention is to take care of the other person, it will inevitably be arrogant and proud.

Later, he regarded Lin Yuan as a big lyricist and unconsciously inferior, always worried that the other party would pinch himself, so his attitude was humble.

In fact, I think too much about everything.

"Little Brother Lin!"

He took a deep breath, and his dangling hand fell on Lin Yuan's shoulder again, his movements no longer stiff: "Let's start recording the song, this time I'm ready."

"Row."

Lin Yuan stood up expectantly.

Although I don't know why the tool man senior suddenly showed his power, the second round of recording went smoothly. Lin Yuan felt very satisfied, and even felt that the tool man should divide the money.

After all, they have worked very hard.

At the moment when the recording was completed, Lin Yuan also received a Ding Dong prompt from the system:

[Mission completed: the first song]

[Task reward: a bronze treasure chest]