Tutor Class
Maomao taught the left protector B2 to climb the wall and become Yi Jingchen's fan girl, which caused people from both circles to split at the same time.
In a blink of an eye, the terms #B2 climbing the wall#, #B2 quitting religion#, and #B2 raising silver gradient fish# quickly became hot searches.
The real-time popularity and discussion level were even higher than the "Super Idol" roadshow.
Moreover, every time you click on a trending search, there are tens of thousands of netizens participating in it in real time. If you don’t know, you might think that some top superstar has fallen from grace.
Most of the show's fans don't know much about Cat Cult, and they were very confused when they noticed this sudden surge in popularity.
[Who is B2? They are more popular than the most popular trainee in "Super Idol". ]
[Back to the above, B2 is the left protector of the Maomao Cult, equivalent to the fan with the most appeal in the fan circle. Because a few years ago, some people mistook 'B2' for 'BZ', thinking it was the abbreviation of 霸总, and later everyone called him 霸总哥]
[The boss brother joined the sect two years later than little JB, and he rose to the position of guardian together with JB by relying on his wealth and inhumanity.]
[To give a few examples, the boss brother bought asteroids for cats, made drones to cheer for cats, and even bought an island in the Pacific Ocean and decorated it as a fantasy hometown for cat gods! ]
[Bought an island? You must have a mine at home! ]
[Indeed, within a few days of buying the island, the boss dug out a natural blue diamond and made it into a pair of cat's eyes. It can be said that money will flow to those who are not short of money. Look at the return on investment of the boss. I envy him.]
[Since the boss brother and the domesticated silver gradient are the same person, Yi Jingchen's debut is certain, and he can get the debut position even if he spends money! ]
[Little-known fact: you cannot buy gold in the main list of "Super Idol", and spending money is useless. Mao fans already hate Yi Jingchen, and when they find out that Zuo Hufa is cheating, they will hate him even more]
[Haha, Yi Jingchen is finished, just wait to be anti-ed by cat fans! ]
Other fans were gloating, secretly thinking that Yi Jingchen had hit a wall this time and was definitely doomed!
For the fan circle, "big fans climbing the wall" is a serious crime that will implicate the entire clan!
It turns out that the fan circle rules do not apply to the Mao Mao Cult.
The cat believers are deeply influenced by the Cat Palace and regard it as a fantasy town.
There are always young people coming here with their middle school dreams, and there are always people who graduate from here, pack their bags and become brave adults.
The creed of the Maomao Cult is: We hope that everyone who graduates from here can use the joy of harvest to resist all the coldness in the world and move forward towards their own future.
Their cat once said: We don’t want this love to cause any burden to anyone.
Everyone has the right to leave.
After a brief shock, the believers left messages on B2’s Weibo, wishing him peace in his present life.
B2 switched to the account of '家养银色层', sent out the processed selfie, and then switched back to his own life account, and found that the comment area was full of blessings.
Things like 'I am well in this life', 'We will meet again if we are lucky', 'I cherish the years I have spent with you', etc.
If you don’t know, you might think she died young.
B2 was afraid that they would continue to misunderstand, so she quickly explained that she had not betrayed her religion, but was just serving as Yi Jingchen's supporter.
While chasing stars, he is still the left protector of the Maomao Cult.
In order to prove her statement, she also threw out two receipts, indicating that she paid 60% of the rent and start-up capital for this year's Holy Land Exhibition, as generous and inhumane as ever.
Otherwise, with the booth fees received by the organizer and the copyright fees of "Breaking Dimension", how could it be possible to rent such a large venue in the central business district of S City, where every inch of land is valuable?
The believers who originally thought that Zuo Hufa had left the religion were relieved when they saw the clarification on Weibo, and finally had the energy to make some jokes in the comment section.
[Left Protector: Yi Jingchen and I are just playing around~]
[Hahahahaha, this boss brother is such a scumbag. He already has a cat, but he still goes out to date a little idol. Are domestic cats not as good as wild cats? ]
[Boss is such a good man, he is so devoted even when playing, and he even acts as a fangirl for Yi Jingchen~]
[Wait, the boss brother is taking a photo of Yi Jingchen, so he should be called the standing brother, right? ]
[Yes, yes, how can a celebrity fan club have gender bias? Give the fan club a fair name! ]
[That... Shuangdan will explain a little, 'Home-raised Silver Gradient' is indeed a station sister. ]
[+1, during the theme song stage, the live camera scanned the person who took the photo at Chen's house. She was a pretty sister with short hair and a very cute face. Her voice was very bright! ]
[My fans come over here to testify, I went to get the merchandise offline today, and the person who distributed it was a pretty lady]
[What? ? ? So the boss brother might be a girl? ]
[What's wrong with you guys in the Cat Cult! I thought the right protector JB was a soft girl, but it turns out he really has a JB. I thought the boss brother was a tough guy with eight-pack abs, but it turns out he's a big-eyed sweet girl]
[According to this rule... my cat might be a girl! ]
[Wake up, a girl who is 184cm tall? ]
[What's wrong with being 184cm tall? I can also be a Barbie doll~]
[Is Maodian 184cm tall? My husband Yi Jingchen is also 184cm tall, what a coincidence~]
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After the "Super Idol" roadshow ended, the staff urgently organized the trainees to evacuate the square.
There were so many onlookers at the scene that the trainees could barely squeeze out of the circle, but the bus was surrounded by three layers of people inside and outside.
It was impossible to drive out before the crowd was evacuated.
The program crew's live broadcast equipment and various props were all left in the bus, with no way to abandon the bus and leave.
After asking for instructions from their leader, the staff decided to arrange for the trainees to stay in a nearby star-rated hotel that was cooperating with the program crew, and then rush back early the next morning, considering that it was getting late.
The 18 trainees have been preparing for the roadshow since yesterday.
My younger brothers had just jumped and danced, using up a lot of energy, and they were already starving.
As soon as I checked in at the hotel, I ran to the hotel cafeteria.
The hotel cafeteria is naturally more luxurious than the cafeteria at the recording base. The younger brothers are all crying out for food, looking as greedy as if they had not eaten for eight lifetimes.
"Hurry up and serve the food!"
Du Xingwei, a student in the puberty period, held a knife in his left hand and a fork in his right hand, his eyes sparkling with green, "I'm so hungry, I'm going to eat the production crew out of money!"
The ideal is particularly full.
Reality quickly taught them a lesson.
Arranging trainees to stay in star-rated hotels is already an unplanned additional expense.
After all, the program crew are capitalists and not that kind, so they prepared the cheapest meals for them.
When the waiter brought a few plates, Du Xingwei realized:
[It’s not just steaks that require knives and forks, there’s also Italian…noodles.]
He rolled up a mouthful of noodles, put it in his mouth and chewed it, showing a painful expression.
[Yes!]
[It’s the two-dollar bundle of noodles in the supermarket!]
How could a star-rated restaurant with per capita consumption starting from four figures have something as dirty as instant noodles?
It was obvious that the program crew bought it from an outside supermarket, and then used the restaurant cafeteria to prepare bland meals to sustain vital signs for them.
No wonder the waiter had such a subtle expression when he served the food just now. It was probably the first time he saw such an operation.
"It's so horrible! I won't complain about the cafeteria at the recording base anymore!"
"At least the cafeteria auntie would put some minced meat in the noodles for me."
"I want to lose weight and can't eat so much carbohydrates. Can Staff Sister give me some meat?"
"How can you say you're giving up carbs? You're just craving for them!" The staff member who was also eating boiled noodles sighed, "The program team has limited funding, and it's already over budget. I don't even know if I can get reimbursed when I get back."
Taking into account the current popularity of the trainees, they cannot arrange for them to stay in ordinary hotels for fear that they will be harassed by private fans.
It is indeed a considerable expense for 18 younger brothers to stay in a star-rated hotel.
Yi Jingchen picked up two noodles without any appetite and found them unpalatable.
He had eaten worse food when he was a poverty alleviation reporter, but this was not so unpalatable.
Seeing that his friends around him all had opinions, Yi Jingchen swallowed the noodles in his mouth and asked them casually what they wanted to eat.
"I brought my wallet, I'll treat you guys."
"Is it okay? The consumption in this restaurant is very high..." Tian Xitu hesitated.
Shu Lang, who was standing next to him, had been through a hard time for too long and had already finished his small bowl of noodles. He wiped his mouth and said, "As long as the food can fill my stomach, it's fine. For a small reporter like you, it's not easy to make money."
Everyone who has watched Yi Jingchen’s pre-match interview knows that he was originally a reporter.
Because I haven't graduated from university, I have been enjoying the treatment of an intern, my income is 30% less than that of a formal reporter, and I don't have any year-end bonus.
He spent money lavishly, buying cat beds, cat food, and cat climbing frames for the cat, spending at least half a year's salary.
After being together for so long, how could the friend be willing to squander his hard-earned money?
Even the youngest, Du Xingwei, suppressed his complaints and focused on eating his plain noodles.
Yi Jingchen stood up and grabbed his mushroom head.
"Senior Mushroom, you won't grow taller if you eat such poorly nourishing food."
After saying that, he ignored the people around him who were trying to stop him and walked to the front desk to ask the waiter for more dishes.
When the waiter found out that it was their table, he couldn't help but feel a little pity and recommended egg fried rice to Yi Jingchen, which was not on the menu.
Although it is more expensive than the fried rice sold outside, it is already the cheapest food in the entire restaurant.
"No need." Yi Jingchen refused decisively, "The staple food has already been served."
[Noodles are also delicious when mixed together. We should not waste food.]
He casually flipped through the menu and ordered a few signature dishes that looked delicious.
He flipped to the back and pointed at the crab roe noodles on the menu and asked, "Can I order just the toppings without the noodles?"
"Yes, yes..." the waiter said awkwardly, "This crab roe noodle is 888 per serving. Even if you don't want the noodles, it's still the original price."
Yi Jingchen said "Oh" and showed no reaction to the price of 888. He took out a black card from his pocket and handed it over.
"Order ten first, swipe the card."
The waiter took the black card, glanced at the issuing bank, and his expression instantly became strange.
"Okay, okay." The waiter said respectfully, "Please wait a moment. I will ask the chef to serve you the food immediately."
"Thank you." Yi Jingchen smiled at her, took the bill to confirm it, and kindly reminded her, "You forgot to collect the service fee."
The waiter basked in his warm smile, and his chest was filled with warmth.
He is rich but doesn’t show off his wealth, he is handsome and has a good personality, is this the ceiling for rich young masters?
He smiled at me. Does it mean that I’m going to become the heroine of an idol drama?
——Not really.
After Yi Jingchen signed the bill, he immediately turned around and walked back to avoid his bowl of noodles from getting clumped up.
Just after taking a few steps, he heard two people talking loudly in the VIP box.
Yi Jingchen didn't want to listen to the drunkard's madness and was about to leave quickly when his ears unexpectedly caught a few key words.
"...The unpromising young master of the Yan family suddenly fell ill. Old man Yan Shan was very anxious. He had been relying on this only child for three generations."
"Are you talking about the useless Yan family member? He was sent abroad to receive aristocratic education, but he still didn't turn out to be a decent Yan Haoxuan?"
"Yes, that's him. That Young Master Yan just returned home last week. He excited Yan Shan so much that he immediately arranged for him to be the manager of the head office, ready to support him in taking power. But on the day of the induction meeting, Yan Haoxuan suddenly fainted and was in critical condition when he was sent to the hospital."
"So sudden? What's the disease?"
"It is said to be a genetic disease. It is very urgent. We need to find someone to match him. Unfortunately, Master Yan's genotype is quite special. It will take a while to find someone with the same genotype. Yan Shan is so anxious that he offers a reward of 10 million to find someone to save the only child of the Yan family."
"A reward of tens of millions." Yi Jingchen murmured softly, curling his lips and forcing a smile without any hint of laughter.
He recalled that when he was young, he was extremely ill one winter, with a high fever and kept coughing up blood.
Not only was Yan Shan not in a hurry, he also sent someone to pull Yi Jingchen out of the hospital bed and brought him back in the wind and snow, in order to force his mother to sign a divorce agreement.
What’s funny is that Yi Jingchen’s mother also doesn’t care whether he lives or dies.
Yi Jingchen lay at home for two whole days, feeling extremely ill.
In the end, it was his grandmother who took him away and raised him by her side.
Now, he heard from others that Yan Shan had offered a reward of tens of millions for the young master of the Yan family and that his hair had turned white with anxiety. He just felt it was ironic.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really obvious who loves you and who doesn't."
"Host, don't be sad." Gua Gua whispered to comfort Yi Jingchen.
"I'm not sad." Yi Jingchen closed his eyes and opened them quickly. "The years I stayed in the Yan family were the most depressing years of my life. He later disowned me, and I was so happy that I couldn't wait."
After saying this, Yi Jingchen took a deep breath.
"Never mind, it has nothing to do with me anyway." Yi Jingchen ran a few steps quickly, muttering, "Ah, my noodles are going to clumping!"
The waiter's urging was very efficient. Not long after Yi Jingchen returned to his seat, all the ordered dishes were served, filling up the table.
The round tables in the hotel lobby can seat ten people each.
When Yi Jingchen walked into the restaurant just now and sat down, he was surrounded by several people with whom he had a good relationship, as well as two female staff members.
They couldn't even wait for the waiter to put down the plates, their eyes started to sparkle with greed as they smelled the aroma from afar.
Du Xingwei was drooling with greed and stretched his neck to look around. "Lobster! Steak! Roasted lamb leg! Are these all for our table?"
"Yes." After several waiters put them down one after another, they brought the crab roe and crab meat for the noodles.
The crab roe and crab meat are placed in a nine-grid wooden box, all pre-peeled.
It's so full that it makes people feel satisfied just by looking at it.
Du Xingwei couldn't help but scooped a large spoonful into the watery noodles.
The two-yuan noodles suddenly become high-end.
If it still had a spirit in heaven, it would surely be amazed at how capable it is.
Shu Lang looked at the table full of food, then looked at Yi Jingchen, and asked him worriedly how much he had spent.
Yi Jingchen was so busy listening to the gossip about the wealthy that he forgot how much he was going to pay, and he said vaguely, "Not much."
"It's definitely not cheap, right?" Tian Xitu, who is likely to have the highest salary among the trainees, took the initiative to say, "Give me the bill later, and I'll transfer it to you when I get my phone."
"If you want to give it to me, we can split the bill." Yi Jingchen said casually, lowering his head to stir the crab roe noodles that had already clumped together.
The contestants at the next table smelled the aroma wafting over, and a few who had a mediocre relationship with Yi Jingchen and were extremely hungry could not sit still, so they came over with their bowls and asked if they could have some of the food.
Yi Jingchen ordered a lot, so he let them take whatever they wanted.
"Thank you, Brother Yi!"
"Brother Yi, I'm going to hang out with you from now on!"
The contestants thanked him profusely and were so moved that they picked up the noodles with fish and meat.
There were only a few popular group contestants who had glared at Yi Jingchen all the way and were now too embarrassed to show off, just standing there with their bowls in their hands.
Since Yi Jingchen didn't say anything, they were too embarrassed to go over and secretly cursed him a thousand times.
[Isn’t it just a few dishes? Why are you being so arrogant?]
[It's like no one can afford it!]
[Poor bastard, a table of food that costs so much must be killing you, right?]
Amid their insults, Yi Jingchen happily finished his dinner and returned to his room to have a good sleep.
The next day, at dawn, the production crew drove in the dark and sent the trainees back to the recording base, without delaying their work at all.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Mobb Z pushed open the door of classroom number four and saw Shu Lang, Yi Jingchen, and Li Jibai standing there yawning in unison.
The dark circles under his eyes are heavier than each other. If he were thrown into a zoo, he could cosplay as a giant panda.
Today is the rap group's mentor class, and Mobb Z is responsible for teaching them rap techniques.
"You three, take a nap if you're tired." Mobb Z looked at them dozing off with their eyes squinted and said impatiently, "You don't have to attend my class."
"That won't work." Yi Jingchen forced himself to open his eyes, "You can't sleep in class."
"Yes." When Li Jibai heard the word 'class', he brought out his high school study spirit and looked straight at the teacher.
Mobb Z was speechless and was moved by the learning spirit of the two top students.
[You two deserve to be admitted to University A, but I can only be admitted to the vocational college of University A.]
Mobb Z scratched his head. "Actually, I've never been a teacher before, so I don't know what to teach."
Yan Zhichen looked at him encouragingly, "Teacher M, don't worry, think slowly, you can do it."
Mobb Z: ???
Who is the teacher between us?
"Okay, I'll teach you some basic rap skills." Mobb Z looked around and asked, "Have you ever rapped before?"
After saying that, Fu Zheng raised his hand high.
Shu Lang hesitated for a few seconds, then raised his hand to endorse the Northeastern folk rap.
Yuan Yazhou looked to the left, then to the right, his hands moving up and down.
Mobb Z asked irritably, "Yuan Yazhou, have you ever sung it?"
"I did sing it before..." Yuan Yazhou retracted his hand and said timidly, "But my brother told me not to tell others that I sang it before. It's too bad."
“Puff——”
“Hahahahahaha!”
Several teammates nearby burst out laughing.
"Your brother is really useless. He can't even teach his own brother well." Mobb Z counted, "Two and a half with basic skills, which is almost the same as none."
Yi Jingchen looked at Teacher M in shock.
[You know how to round off, you're a math genius!]
Mobb Z changed the subject and continued, "It's actually quite good. Mu Gan's rap is hard to learn even if you have a basic foundation. You have to discard your original style and adapt to his weird feeling."
The words "it's harder to learn even if you have a foundation" hurt Fu Zheng badly.
He thought that he was the only one with a good foundation and would definitely become the king of the "Yang Mao" group.
As a result, Mobb Z said that the foundation may actually hinder performance.
Fu Zheng exploded!
[***, the whole world is against me! ]
Yi Jingchen covered his mouth and laughed even more wildly.
"I know several rappers who have failed miserably in covering Mu Gan's songs. His energy is very difficult to grasp. You have to sing casually, and it's not something you can sing well just casually."
Although Mobb Z disliked Mu Gan's style, he did not bring his emotions into the classroom and taught very seriously.
He briefly explained the methods and techniques, and asked each member to sing his or her part according to the original lyrics, and gave his or her comments one by one.
"Yan Zhichen, your tune is too long. This isn't a lullaby."
"Okay~" Yan Zhichen responded in a dragging tone.
"Shu Lang, don't pronounce the words so harshly, speak softer. This song is called "Cat Basking in the Sun", not "Tiger Grabbing Territory"."
The Northeastern golden tabby performed a tiger crying scene on the spot.
"Yuan Yazhou, didn't you inherit your brother's rap gene? You sing so badly!"
Yuan Yazhou felt wronged, "My brother is not my father, how could he have inherited it to me?"
"Fu Zheng, you didn't listen to what I said just now. I told you not to act like that!"
Fu Zheng looked ashen, and there was no way he could change.
"Li Jibai, Rao Han, You Mo, the three of you...don't bring your old habits into rap. Li Jibai, this is not a multiplication table. Rao Han, when you sing words like 'up' and 'down', don't try to find the keys. You Mo, your acting is great, but you have to sing!"
Mobb Z finished commenting on each one, and finally it was Yi Jingchen's turn to finish.
He looked at the little loser and, like the other two mentors, had no expectations.
Yi Jingchen cleared his throat and sang his part.
"Today's temperature is 29.3 degrees."
"The Sanhua next door hasn't passed by the window yet..."
After listening to the previous seven performances full of problems, Mobb Z's expectations had reached rock bottom and his emotions were on the verge of collapse.
The moment Yi Jingchen opened his mouth, Mobb Z's frown gradually unlocked.
Yi Jingchen had never been exposed to rap before. He only relied on playing the song on repeat for the past two days, and with Mu Gan's help in correcting his pronunciation, he was able to sing the general outline of the song.
If his rap level were put in the Happiness circle, he would definitely be criticized to death.
However, when put into this song, it is surprisingly subtly suitable.
It is lazy but not slack, casual but not lazy, and has a warm sunny feeling, the overall feeling is just right.
Mobb Z listened to him finish singing and finally nodded his noble head.
“There is still room for improvement in technique, but it feels right, keep it up.”
"Thank you, Mr. M~" Yi Jingchen was rarely scolded, and he thanked Mobb Z obediently.
[It’s really rare that M, the teacher, doesn’t follow the votes in his comments.]
[Because there are no other teachers as reference today?]
Mobb Z's eyes widened, wishing he could withdraw the compliment.
What do you mean by 'no reference'? He is a professional in the field of rap, okay!
In order to demonstrate his professionalism, Mobb Z taught them many playing techniques in one go, regardless of whether they could absorb them or not.
It was not until the staff reminded him that the class was about to end and there were other teachers coming to teach next that Mobb Z stopped reluctantly, feeling very unsatisfied.
Before entering classroom 4, he felt that he had nothing to teach.
As a result, Yi Jingchen was so angry that he taught for three hours without realizing it and still hadn't finished.
"I still have to teach other groups. You guys should practice according to what I say first. If you don't understand, feel free to come and find me."
Mobb Z walked towards the door while speaking, opened it, and saw Yan Yu standing outside with a book in her arms, gently tucking her long, fragrant hair.
"Hello, Mr. Zhou."
Mobb Z's last name is Zhou. When he introduced himself the day before yesterday, he somehow made Yan Yu call him Mentor Zhou.
"Hello, Mr. Yan." Mobb Z's original temper subsided instantly, and he greeted Yan Yu politely.
"Teacher Zhou just said that if I don't understand something, I can come to you anytime. May I ask if I can come to you?" Yan Yu shook the book in his hand. "This is the first time I'm responsible for writing lyrics for a pure rap song. I have a relatively shallow understanding of this area, and the information I can consult is also limited. I need a professional to guide me."
"Of course, I'm free tonight!" Mobb Z said, and rushed out in a hurry, "I'm going to class right away, and I'll be free after class!"
"Yo~" Yi Jingchen looked at Mobb's back as he ran away and whistled.
[Teacher M, please cover it up, it's too obvious!]
[Poor Mo Baby, do you know that Teacher Yan doesn’t have that kind of intention towards you?]
[You are a pure one-sided arrow!]
Yi Jingchen sighed and shook his head, concluding:
[I didn’t expect that you, a big shot in the entertainment industry who looks so cool, are actually a shy pure love warrior!]
[Although there is no word on the character, it does not affect my light bite~]
"Yi Jingchen." Yan Yu walked into classroom number four and suddenly called Yi Jingchen's name.
“Ah?” Yi Jingchen raised his innocent face, as if he was not the one secretly supporting the couple.
"I heard that you are responsible for writing the lyrics for the song "Cat in the Sun". Is there any progress now?" Yan Yu's attitude was still gentle and generous, and he didn't care that he became his CP fan.
"A little, but not much." Yi Jingchen took out a coiled book and showed it to Yan Yu. "I tried to fill in a few versions, but I feel that none of them are as good as the original song."
Mu Gan's lyrics have always been dissed by the Kahlo circle as "a kindergarten kid telling stories."
After Yi Jingchen tried to write lyrics, he found that the writing level of the top student in University A might not be as good as that of "Kindergarten Storytelling".
Although the original lyrics of "Cat in the Sun" are simple, they fit the melody and have a strong sense of picture.
Yi Jingchen tried several methods, such as retaining the original theme and rewriting it, or sublimating the theme, or using gorgeous words to pile up the pictures, but the effect was not as good as the simple and bright original version.
Yan Yu took it and flipped through it, then nodded and said, "Your writing skills are very strong, no worse than the professional lyricists I know."
Yi Jingchen was worried, "But I can't write well."
The other teammates came over and comforted him.
"No, it's clearly well written."
In order to praise him, Rao Han even mocked himself, "With my level, I will never be able to write lyrics like this in my lifetime!"
Yan Yu said, "These versions have good lyrics and good mood, but they are not appropriate enough."
"If you treat writing lyrics as a test paper with a score of 100, the best you can get is 70 points."
"Lyric writing is similar to most arts. The most important thing is inspiration. If you just keep writing without inspiration, you will definitely not be able to write a work that scores above 85 points."
"Yeah." Yi Jingchen nodded thoughtfully, agreeing with Yan Yu's statement.
"The source of inspiration is the desire to express. What do you want to express most on this stage?"
Yi Jingchen thought seriously for a long time and said in frustration, "It seems that there is nothing I want to express."
[Ah! I have no desire to express myself!]
[No wonder I can’t write suitable lyrics!]
Yan Yu got the answer, but smiled gently.
"Coincidentally, the original song didn't want to express anything or convey any values."
“When he wrote the song, he probably just wanted to share that cute cat.”
"!!!"
Yi Jingchen was shocked.
Yan Yu obviously did not communicate with Mu Gan, but he accurately grasped Mu Gan's state of songwriting.
[Is this the world of the big guys?]
Yan Yu asked again, "Then you, do you have anything you want to express or share?"
"Yes." Yi Jingchen answered without hesitation, "I want to show myself, let the audience see us, and support us."
After listening to this, the other teammates nodded except Fu Zheng.
Although Yi Jingchen spoke bluntly and had no future.
But 'showing themselves' is what they want to express most at this moment.
"You've got the point right." Yan Yu's eyes showed appreciation, "You can use this stage to introduce yourselves to the public."
"Yes, it can be done this way!" Yi Jingchen suddenly realized, "I can combine the theme and make cat sculptures for each person. For example, Yan Zhichen is the cat teacher who is in charge of us, Li Jibai is the obedient and sensible academic cat, and Shu Lang is the Northeast Golden Tabby!"
Shu Lang:?
[How can I get past the Northeast Golden Tabby?]
Yi Jingchen opened his mind, wrote out a framework in a few strokes, and showed it to Yan Yu.
Yan Yu leaned over to take a look and couldn't help but sigh, "You learn very quickly and have a solid foundation in writing. Two more classes at most, and then I won't have anything to teach you."
"It's Teacher Yan who taught me well and is very good at guiding me!" Yi Jingchen praised sincerely, "Teacher Yan, you should be quite suitable to be a reporter."
Yan Yu chuckled, "Is this considered business flattery?"
The teammates next to him watched silently and sighed:
Is this the world of the big guys?
After Yan Yu's tutoring class ended, Yi Jingchen combined the ideas and opinions of his six teammates, and worked hard to quickly write the lyrics for all the lyrics except Fu Zheng.
He kept the feeling of the original song, and the lyrics are simple, clear and catchy.
The first public stage lasts for a total of ten days, and only two days have passed, leaving eight days. Even if most teammates don't have a basic understanding, they can still practice this rap!
[Steady, steady~]
Yi Jingchen finally solved the big problem of "writing lyrics" and was so happy that he wanted to put champagne on himself.
Prepare for the first public performance first. Even if you can’t get the C position, at least you can advance to the second round and have another chance to fight for it.
Yi Jingchen thought optimistically and was preparing to train with his teammates.
Suddenly, a staff member rushed in from outside.
"Yi Jingchen! Go to the administration building quickly, someone is looking for you!"
"Huh?" Yi Jingchen thought about his simple family relationships and limited circle of friends. He couldn't imagine who would specifically look for him.
He followed the staff to the administrative building and pushed open the door of the reception room.
When I looked up, I saw an old acquaintance whom I hadn't seen for a long time.
Yan Shan’s assistant, Chen Ruifeng.
When he was seriously ill, it was Chen Ruifeng who was ordered to take him away from the hospital.
Yi Jingchen didn't blame him. After all, Chen Ruifeng was also a hard-working worker.
In addition to listening to Yan Shan, he usually takes good care of himself.
Later, seeing that he had a high fever that wouldn't go away, Chen Ruifeng secretly fed him medicine several times without Yan Shan's knowledge, otherwise Yi Jingchen might not have survived.
"Uncle Chen," Yi Jingchen walked over and took the initiative to greet him, "You are looking for me."
"Yes." Chen Ruifeng got straight to the point. "Mr. Yan's son is sick. Let me take you to the hospital for a matching test."
【？ ？ ？】
[Which Mr. Yan? What kind of style? What did I miss? ]
[I know this boss, the special assistant of Yan's Group! The CEO Yan he mentioned should be the boss who is extremely rich! ]
[The boss's son is sick, why did he ask Chenchen to match him? 】
[Maybe Chenchen had registered before and they matched? ]
[If they match, then they won't be compatible, right?... How can he be sure that the Melon King can match them? ]
After hearing his intention, Yi Jingchen was not moved at all and asked coldly, "What conditions did he set?"
"Give it to you, Yan's subsidiary..."
"No need, goodbye!" Yi Jingchen turned around immediately.
[Why do I need a subsidiary?]
[Working for the Yan family? What kind of person am I?!]
"...50% of the net profit." Chen Ruifeng added the second half of the sentence.
Yi Jingchen thought about the subsidiary's annual net profit and divided it by two.
Then--
I counted to 0 until I became numb.
[Okay, I can take this job!]
Yi Jingchen immediately sat back and asked him for confirmation, "Just a match?"
"Yes." Chen Ruifeng nodded, "After the matching is successful, I will give you an additional 5% of the shares of the head office."
[Wow~ Boss Yan is so generous in saving his only son!]
[5% of the head office is worth so many subsidiaries. When we were getting divorced, it was a huge fight. I would rather die than give it to my ex-wife. Now she gave it to me easily.]
[It seems that his son must be very ill.]
Yi Jingchen originally didn't want to have anything to do with the Yan family, but faced with the huge temptation, and thinking about his excellent physical fitness, it seemed worthwhile to save a person.
Once I get the money, I will build a luxurious cat house to compensate myself.
Yi Jingchen prepared himself mentally, barely suppressed his resistance to the Yan family, and put forward three conditions.
"First, ask a lawyer to do justice when signing a contract."
"Second, I will not have any contact with the Yan family."
"Third, it can't affect my game."
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