In the dance studio of Rayark Entertainment, seven or eight young ladies from a girl group were sitting on yoga mats.
The TV hanging from the ceiling was on, broadcasting the large-scale reality show "Poetic Life".
Unlike the idols they appear to be in front of the audience, in real life, they are just like a group of ordinary high school girls.
"I really envy Qin Yunshang. Why don't I have such good resources?"
"Don't be envious, think positively, you don't have such good parents."
"Wow, Jiang Xinhai is so beautiful and photogenic!"
They were chattering away, mostly about topics in the entertainment industry.
A girl with blonde hair and ponytail said, "How can we be as successful as Jiang Xinhai? Why aren't we famous yet?"
The brown-haired girl next to him said, "We haven't met our destiny yet."
"Have all the good Qu Dads been developed these days? Why haven't we got any?"
Unlike most people, the girls in these girl groups in the circle understand better the importance of a Qu Dad.
Most people would think that Zhichi became famous because of Jiang Xinhai's popularity.
Because the audience's perspective is different from that of industry insiders, they can only see Jiang Xinhai in front of the stage, so they think that Jiang Xinhai is the core and everyone else is just riding on her coattails.
They don't know how much work the staff behind a star put in.
Only people in the circle know that it is easy to find someone who can sing, but it is difficult to find a good singer.
Especially there are very few all-round Qu Dads like Zhichi!
The blonde girl with a ponytail complained, "What kind of resources has the company found for us recently? I'm sick of singing those songs."
The black-haired girl next to him started singing just in time: "Chasing my dream in the entertainment industry, circle circle circle..."
"Stop singing!"
Several girls started pushing and shoving each other.
After playing around, the girls became emo again.
"I really want the company to give me a Qu Dad."
"I really want to be kept by Qu Dad."
"I really want to be kept."
"Why am I not Jiang Xinhai? When will I become famous?"
…Just then, a soft coughing sound was heard behind everyone.
The girls turned around and found that the new manager was standing behind them.
They knew that the new manager was called Chen Ya, with a shaved head, wearing a pair of plain glasses, and looking meticulous.
There is no sense of existence.
"If you have this time, you might as well practice dancing," said Chen Ya.
This statement is very unpopular.
"Manager Chen, we're just taking a break!"
"I've practiced this countless times today, and I've reached a bottleneck."
Chen Ya said, "I see you've all rested for an hour."
"You watched us for an hour? Ouch, that's disgusting!"
The girls all started laughing.
Chen Ya pushed his glasses and said calmly:
"Even Jiang Xinhai had times when she worked so hard that others couldn't even imagine, let alone you who are not as talented as her."
This statement was again very unpopular, and the girls protested.
"You sound like you understand Jiang Xinhai very well!"
"Ah, yes, yes, definitely no one can compare to her in talent!"
Chen Ya seemed to be looking at everyone in the group, but the girl with long straight black hair felt that he was staring at her.
She didn't know where this feeling came from.
Chen Ya looked at his watch, put his hands in his pockets, and said:
"It's time to get off work. Remember to turn off the lights when you leave."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
After he left, the brown-haired girl whispered, "Tsk, what are you showing off for?"
"Yeah, he's just a manager. He acts like he knows the entertainment industry inside and out."
The brown-haired girl said to the blonde with a ponytail next to her:
"Captain, go and take him down. Don't let him bully you anymore!"
"Ah? Why me?" The blonde with ponytail couldn't believe it.
"You are the captain, and you are everyone's representative."
The girl with long straight black hair said, "He's a manager at such a young age. He must have a bright future."
"Yeah, he's visible and tangible, and he's still young. Isn't he better than those old guys on the list?"
The brown-haired man said disdainfully, "If you're interested, just go for it."
"I'm not going, you go first!"
"You come up!"
The group of girls started fighting again.
…
At this time, on the TV program "Poetic Life", everyone's dinner was coming to an end.
"Isn't it time to talk about Zhichi?" He Ling said.
Wang Feng added: "And why do you think the edge is just a stone's throw away?"
Jiang Xinhai smiled and said, "Where should I begin?"
After thinking for a moment, she said, "Chen Xi's brother, Zhichi, is the most talented person I have ever met."
After a pause, she added, "Perhaps talent is no longer enough to describe him. The word magical should be used instead."
Wang Feng asked, "I heard that Zhichi handles everything from writing lyrics and composing music to arranging and post-production for your songs. Is that true?"
"Yes," Jiang Xinhai said, "especially the first album. Even the ocean waves, birdsong, and all those ambient sounds were created by him."
Wang Feng pressed his forehead and said, "I'm envious."
Musicians have a genuine envy for this talented producer.
Who doesn't want a universal hand?
He Ling asked: "What is Xin Hai's first album..."
"'Promise,'" Wang Feng said. "It was a hit album that came out of nowhere back then. The 12 tracks ranked 1 to 12 on the popularity chart."
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