I collapsed from the roof, the system came?

Chapter 7 New Song Released
The two stared at each other.

I don't even know what to write.

After a while, Wang Mo broke the silence: "Brother Xiong, what happened to the thing I asked you for earlier?"

Yuan Xiong said: "I asked the agent, your villa is going to be sold now, every time you go back and forth, you will lose at least 500 million, are you sure you want to sell?"

Wang Mo: "I can't sell it, I can't afford the mortgage."

Yuan Xiong: "Why don't I borrow some money first? The value of the villa will definitely increase if it is left unused. It would be a pity to sell it now. After all, I have made a lot of money because of you."

Wang Mo: "How much can I borrow?"

Yuan Xiong: "How much do you want?"

Wang Mo: "1000 million."

Yuan Xiong almost choked on his saliva: "I just made some money from you, not skinned you."

"In other words, why don't I have enough money?"

Wang Mo rubbed his brows, "And...how much compensation do I have to pay?"

Because they collapsed, the brands terminated their contracts with the company one after another.

He made a rough calculation, and he conservatively estimated that he would have to pay tens of millions.In other words, all the money he has worked so hard to earn over the years is not enough to put in it.

I feel depressed just thinking about it.

What kind of bullshit do you think you are?

However, in the next second, Wang Mo froze.

Because Yuan Xiong said: "The company is not prepared to make you lose money."

Wang Mo asked in surprise, "Why?"

Yuan Xiong said: "The company is going to slowly quarrel with those brands, and it will take a day as long as it lasts. And the contributions you have made to the company in the past few years are all seen by the top management. In addition, you can't be blamed for the collapse of your house this time. That’s why the top management said they won’t let you lose money and can’t force you into a corner.”

"..."

The company is pretty good.

After a long time, Wang Mo said, "I see."

After a while, he asked again: "If I go to the live broadcast, it will be difficult to unmask in this life, right?"

Yuan Xiong said with a smile: "As long as you can make money, what does it matter if you don't take off the mask?"

Wang Mo thought for a few minutes and nodded: "Then I'll give it a try."

If you can really make money.

First, you can allow yourself to repay the company's favor.

Second, the villa can be sold without losing money.

Especially that villa, I really like it.

Golden House Cangjiao is the best...

Cough cough, what are you thinking, he is still a virgin!
Speaking of this, Wang Mo was depressed.

After he debuted as a young actor, the company wanted to ensure his popularity and prevent him from being involved in any scandals.

and so!
Three years... three whole years, he didn't even touch a woman's hand.

He is a handsome young man in his twenties, with a strong body, vigorous blood, and normal sexual orientation. Do you know how he got here in the past three years?

是 的
you know!

Because you are here too!
……

Seeing that Wang Mo agreed to try the live broadcast, Yuan Xiong turned and left.

In fact, there was one thing Yuan Xiong didn't tell Wang Mo. He spent almost all his favors and even bet on the future of a gold medal agent to ask Wang Mo for the opportunity to go live.

Otherwise, even if the company's top executives won't let Wang Mo lose money, they won't let him appear in front of any camera—not even with a mask.

However, for Wang Mo to live broadcast, there are still many issues that require careful planning in advance.

After all, Wang Mo's identity is too sensitive, so it should be impossible for him to broadcast live in a short time.

Wang Mo was not in a hurry.

At the moment, his mind is not on the live broadcast, but on the new song period in August.

Time is like water, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle... How come this sentence is so familiar?

The last day of July.

All entertainment companies in China have entered a busy state.

composition department.

Liu Zhengwen sat in the office, feeling ups and downs.

Because his fate may be revealed tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.If none of the new songs in August break into the top ten of the two major charts, then he will be greeted by the fury of the company's executives.

But at this moment, he can only wait.

Even now, he doesn't know what 14 songs will look like after they take shape.

no way!
The composition department only needs to write songs, and other things such as: releasing songs, publicity, etc. have nothing to do with them.

The vocal music department and the publicity department will not notify them either.

Of course, in these links, as long as there is a problem, someone will immediately come to the composition department to ask the teacher.

"Fake." Liu Zhengwen cursed customarily, looking at the information on the table.

The information is a summary of singers released by all entertainment companies in August collected by the company:

This time, Yunhai Media has a total of 13 singers, one second-tier, one third-tier, and 3 old singers.There are also 8 new singers.

No, it's 14th.

And Hao Mingxing... that man with a crippled voice.Of course, this person can be ignored.

As for other companies in the industry, a total of 168 singers released songs.

Of course, there are far more people than this who actually sing.

Many people don't know a statistic: the entire blue star music scene basically releases more than 10 new songs every day.

Among them, 99.99% are dross, and there are only a few hundred music that can be heard.

What really deserved Liu Zhengwen's attention was the 168 singers on the file in front of him.All of them were handpicked by other entertainment companies.

Take a look, there is 1 first-line singer.

There are 8 second-tier singers and 16 third-tier singers.

One first-tier singer, and two second-tier singers are on the rise.

It seems that there is no hope for the top three of the new song list this time, but it should be no problem to hit the top ten.

"Stable!"

Liu Zhengwen clenched his fist.

He is very confident.

Just as confident as last month.

……

At the same time, the vocal section.

The manager Qian Lun was also looking at the information of the singers released by the company this time.

An assistant walked in: "Mr. Qian, all the songs have passed the review of the audit department, and the propaganda department has also made preparations for the promotion work. We just wait for midnight."

"Ah."

Qian Lun nodded, "Be sure to do the publicity right the first time and make Yang Zhecheng and He Wen's songs a certain level of popularity. The sooner you promote them, the sooner they will be on the charts."

Yang Zhecheng is a second-tier singer and He Wen is a third-tier singer. They are the key figures promoted by the company this time.

Although the composition department takes the blame, Qian Lun will also have a hard time if the singer's performance is not good this time.

"Yes."

The assistant was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something: "Mr. Qian, do you want to listen to the song again?"

Qian Lun said: "Haven't you heard all thirteen songs? Just release that version, no problem!"

The assistant said: "It's not these thirteen songs, it's the one sung by Hao Mingxing."

"What?"

Qian Lun then remembered that Hao Mingxing sang a song this time. He came to him two days ago and said he wanted to release a song, but he dismissed him casually. He asked: "Is the quality of the song too poor? It doesn't matter. Just release it normally. The songs are all recorded, so releasing them won’t consume many resources at all.”

Assistant: "It's not that the quality is too bad, it's that this song... well, it's a bit special."

Seeing the assistant's expression, Qian Lun showed surprise on his face: "What kind of special method?"

Assistant: "I can't say for sure."

"Okay, let me listen."

Qian Lun took the computer handed over by his assistant, followed the assistant's guidance and clicked on the music file of "It Doesn't Matter".

As Hao Mingxing's singing sounded, Qian Lun's body, which was originally casual, tensed up.

His expression became extremely surprised, more like surprise.

"This song..."

Qian Lun just sat on the chair without moving until a song ended.

He never thought that Hao Mingxing would actually sing a song with his hoarse voice.It even gave him an unprecedented special feeling.

But it was so special that he couldn't set the keynote of this song.

Sounds good?He wasn't sure.

ugly?Not so.

Because as the manager of the vocal department, it was the first time he had been exposed to such a strange singing style in so many years.

After thinking about it, he said to his assistant: "This song is indeed a bit special... Well, you should release it through normal channels and pay a little attention to the data changes. Of course, the focus of work must be on the songs of Yang Zhecheng and He Wen. .”

"Roger that!"

The assistant agreed, and left in a hurry.

Tick.

Tick.

The time soon came to midnight on August [-]st.

The new January has officially started.

(End of this chapter)