In the beginning I was surrounded by sextuplets

Chapter 62 Then obey the public opinion!
The time was 03:30 in the afternoon, and there was an endless stream of applicants, forming a long queue.

The cousin was too busy, and so was Fu Yuxin.

Only Su Sa was leisurely, drinking tea in the office with his legs crossed.

He also wanted to solve Fu Yuxin's worries and problems, but well, he was not the right professional.

It is estimated that the cleaning aunt of the company knows more about entertainment than him.

Based on the principle that idleness is idleness, Su Sa turned on the computer in Fu Yuxin's office and played Spider Solitaire.

Dengdeng!

There was a knock on the door.

Su Sa calmly took a sip of tea: "Please come in."

A young girl dressed as an office worker opened the door and entered with several documents in her hand.

"Hello, Mr. Su, is Mr. Fu here?"

With a smile on her face, Su Sa said, "Boss Fu is in charge of the interview, just tell me if you have anything."

"It's like this. Didn't Mr. Fu order our company's songwriter to make the theme song first? Now that the lyrics and music have been finished, but our company doesn't have a singer to record the demo."

"That's it, it's indeed a problem." Su Sa rubbed her chin and muttered.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he remembered Jerbao just now.

Since he can do such a technical job as a live broadcast of women's clothing, singing shouldn't be a problem, right?
Just do what you say, call the front desk assistant Fu Yuxin just recruited, and ask her to call Jerbao to the office.

Within a few minutes, Jerbao, out of breath, ran over.

"President Su, are you looking for me?"

Su Sa nodded, and looked at Jerbao, who had bought a new suit, with great interest.

Not to mention, with a change of hairstyle and clothes, this guy really looks like a human being!
"Yes, can you sing?"

"Yes, yes, I have already perfected my panting style of singing." Jerbao said proudly, patting his chest.

Su Sa is very satisfied with his self-confidence, as expected of the person he picked out by himself, he is omnipotent and professional.

"The company has a few demos for you to record, and I'm fine right now, go to the recording studio to see your level!" Su Sa smiled and led Jerbao and the OL young woman to the recording studio.

But when he got the score, Jerbao was stunned.

What the hell is this paper full of ghost symbols?
He raised his head and saw Su Sa's encouraging eyes.

"How is it? Is there any problem?" Su Sa asked enthusiastically.

Geerbao swallowed, and nodded with difficulty. Although he couldn't understand the phonetic symbols of those ghostly symbols, he could do the lyrics.

"Then go in and let me hear how your singing skills are!"

Snapped!
After being pushed into the recording studio, Jerbao mustered up his courage, stood in front of the microphone, put on the earphones and gestured OK like he did on TV.

When the music sounded, Jerbao was fearless in the face of danger, his face remained unchanged, his eyes were fixed on the score in front of him.

Su Sa nodded appreciatively, this calm energy is quite like a general.

But gradually, he realized something was wrong.

Why did Jelbert standing inside just open his mouth and not make a sound?
Su Sa couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to hold a microphone to talk to Jerbao.

The middle-aged sound engineer next to him took the first step, holding the microphone and shouting: "You are singing, why are you in silent mode?"

Jerbao inside said embarrassingly: "That...you replay it again, I didn't keep up."

The music stopped abruptly, and then played again after a few seconds.

Jerbao looked at the crowd through the glass, and sighed faintly, "Damn, let's die."

Hearing the music gradually approaching, he bit the bullet and put his mouth in front of the microphone.

"I'm thinking, your recommendation ticket~"

"Think by day, think by night~"

It's like killing a pig, the pig's wail and the butcher's mulberry are mixed together, and the sound of heart-pounding power permeates.

Outside the recording studio, everyone's faces were distorted, as if they were eating flies.

What about the knife, what about my knife?I want to squeeze him one hundred and eight dollars!

"Stop, stop, stop! Come out, why are you recording this? None of the notes are accurate, and there is no way to fix them for you!"

Su Sa covered his face with one hand, he knew why this old man was so downcast in live broadcasting.

Made, who can bear this.

Jerbao put the headphones where they were in embarrassment but politely, and walked out awkwardly.

"President Su, the company over there requires us to hand in the demo within three days, do you see?"

Su Sa feebly pinched the base of her nose with her hand, it was so fucking disappointing.

Fu Yuxin is already very busy at the meeting, wouldn't it make him seem useless to bother her with such a trivial matter?
"The company hasn't hired any other signed artists or anchors yet?" Su Sa asked.

"No, I've inquired about it, and I'm the only one at the moment." Jerbao crouched in the corner, whispering weakly.

"Is there anyone who can sing, like a vocal teacher?"

"No, the previous vocal teacher has been fired." This time it was the sound engineer who said.

"Actually, I personally think Mr. Su, you can try it." The sound engineer looked at Su Sa and said seriously.

"Huh? How do you say it?"

The sound engineer explained: "Boss Su, your voice is very nice. From your Mandarin, you can tell that your articulation is very standard. Besides, it is just a demo recording. As long as the out-of-tune is not serious, I can save it."

The young OL woman next to her mouth twitched, she knew it was an old Jianghu when she heard this, seeing your thick eyebrows and big eyes, Ma De didn't expect to turn a corner and lick this unique trick!

Su Sa couldn't help but open his mouth, he had no reason to refute what he said.

Either way, let’s obey the will of the people!

Su Sa sighed pretentiously, walked towards the recording studio, and said as he walked, "It's all for the company!"

Hearing the words, the studio leaked a scheming smile, and at the same time made up his mind that even if Su Sa's singing was as bad as Jerbao's, he would still cultivate into a natural voice!
Su Sa went into the room to get acquainted with it, looked at the score, and frowned.

He could understand the score, but this word is too humble, right?

At a glance, he knew that he was an old writer who wrote novels.

"Hey, is there any other song, pass this song, and another one will come in!"

But after changing several songs in a row, none of them fit Su Sa's wishes.

"No, which company's list is this? Why do they all look old?" Su Sa asked suspiciously.

"Yuewen Group, the order of the Creation Platform!"

Writers rushing to the streets are everywhere, and eunuchs are as numerous as dogs in the world.

No wonder, it makes sense.

"Look at what this word says, those who want to recommend tickets, those who want to subscribe, it's too humble, you can't write like this, change it, change it!"

Ol The young woman took out the pen and paper she carried at all times, stared at Su Sa seriously, and prepared to record what he said.

"If you want to write something that is sad, you will know that the author has no clothes and can't eat dried fruit. By the way, I will refer to the lyrics of the song "Tears Behind the Bar". The arrangement should be taller, preferably with popular elements."

　Thanks to the book friends who are "in preparation" for their rewards!

　　Thanks for the appreciation, thank you very much!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)