When Lin Fan and Zhang Qinyi heard the song, they looked at each other with surprise, and then took off their headphones and turned to Lu Jian.

"Brother Jian, are you wrong?" Lin Fan swallowed, "I heard a middle-aged man singing 'Our big China, such a big home~'. The melody is good, but do we really want to sing this?"

Zhang Qinyi said with a fierce look: "You are fine, what I heard is 'There is a dragon in the distant east' and rap."

Lu Jian raised his arm and smiled, "This is just the beginning, and there is "Loyalty for the Country" behind it, "Asian Throne" is not bad... "China Throne".

"I understand, patriotic songs are skewed." Zhang Qinyi looked at the headphones tremblingly, "I didn't expect that such songs could be written so dynamically. I would like to express my respect to Mr. West Lake for me."

Lin Fan hesitated: "But Brother Jian, will this be too much or too much?"

"Fortunately, these songs are excellent works even if they are examined from the perspective of pop music." Lu Jian nodded, "Wash off the Japanese and Korean labels on you and redefine patriotic songs by the way. And as literary and artistic workers, we have the responsibility to stand up at this time and use our talents to make a sound."

"..." Zhang Qinyi and Lin Fan looked at each other again. Facing Lu Jian who was so wise, they were speechless and had to put on their headphones again.

Qiao Qiao sat on the chair and slid over on the carpet: "I want to sing "Big China" too. Whoever sings it will be popular will be cheaper for these two boys."

He said as he stretched out his right hand at Wang Miaoling, with a very ferocious expression: "Thank you for your hard work, you have taken care of Ni Ke."

"..." Wang Miaoling shook hands awkwardly, "Now they are all family."

Qiao Qiao sneered and was about to slide back when she suddenly remembered something and turned around and asked, "Can Ni be like you?"

Wang Miaoling smiled strongly: "This doctor has the final say, it's not much worse than mine."

Qiao Qiao shook her head: "Women in Han...what is that living environment."

"Stop talking nonsense." Lu Jian had already stood up, "I'll leave it to you. You are now a producer, recording engineer, and mixer Qiao Qiao, don't embarrass your master."

Qiao Qiao raised her hand and made an OK gesture: "I won't lose to Yu Sheng this time, that boys, let's see if I won't press them on the ground in the next issue."

"I'm looking forward to it." Lu Jian hooked up against Wang Miaoling, "Come with me."

The two of them came to the small room next door, and Lu Jian pulled a chair and sat down: "I can't recommend it casually. Do you know what the story of "Female Killer" tells?"

"I have read the novel, three times." Wang Miaoling stood up with a lyrics, tied up looser areas of her clothes, quickly made it into a tight style, and then made a gun gesture on her back, lifting her single leg to make a styling. "Amnesia was trained to become a female killer of a murder machine."

"Is that right? I didn't even look at it, so vulgar..." Lu Jian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "I'm very prepared..."

"My imaginary enemy is Zhou Tong. I want to be more involved than her, more sexy than her, and more beautiful than her." Wang Miaoling still maintained that position, with a very cool expression, just pretending that this is an audition. Regardless of anything else, this momentum of entering the state immediately, being at least professional enough.

"Well..." Lu Jian opened his phone and quickly found the novel "Female Killer". He casually opened a chapter, "I'll have a look of being seen when I was taking a bath."

"Would you really take it off and wash it?"

"don't want."

"Okay..." Wang Miaoling looked at Lu Jian straight and coldly for a moment, without any intention of covering up, and then pretended to close the door.

"That's it?" Lu Jian said in confusion.

Wang Miaoling nodded repeatedly: "This character is cold and ruthless, not that kind of little girl. She doesn't care about being seen and doesn't scream hooligans."

Lu Jian looked at the novel and scanned it down: "It seems like this..."

"If there is an adaptation and the director needs it, I can also play that kind of little girl."

"Try it."

Wang Miaoling immediately switched his posture and stared at Lu Jian with wide eyes, then suddenly trembled, looked down at himself, his face turned red, covered his body and shouted: "Abnormal~"

Lu Jian hugged his head and said, "Enough! Don't shout so loudly, the next door would think I did something."

"oh……"

Lu Jian sighed and put down his phone: "It's basically qualified, but it's a bit artificial, just practice slowly."

"That's OK." Wang Miaoling said excitedly, "How is Brother Kun? How can I perform appropriately at night?"

"I'm not Bichi, and I don't want to be liked, how do I know?"

...

At Huanya Artist Apartment, the security guard stood at the entrance of the yard, and two of them were sealed, and no one was allowed to go out again.

The agent also arrived in a hurry and confiscated everyone's cell phone. The phone number with his family must be conducted at a specified time and under the surveillance of the agent.

Apart from being well-dressed, they are really similar to prisoners.

What's even more terrifying is that the company let them supervise each other. When the three of them left, seven or eight artists had realized the seriousness of the matter and simply didn't even send it. They also became loyal soldiers, transformed into special service personnel, and they collaborated with agents to manage other artists.

As for Lin Fan's best friend, the confused boy, was confined alone as the most dangerous object.

The company really has no choice. This group of artists who have been trained for many years is the core asset and can no longer let them contact the outside world.

They had cut off all communications and did not know that Lin Fan and Zhang Qinyi were becoming more popular at an incredible speed.

In addition to rankings on the list, even the comments below the song have changed.

Previously, except for the hardcore fans, they were mostly verbs. Even though the arrangement and mv were of top quality, their music was deprecated by people to be worthless. Every word and every word were broken out, trying every way to prove their superficiality.

And now, this situation is a visible reversal.

"It sounds pretty nice actually~"

"At least, much better than Shen Chong."

"Everyone works harder than "Rat Loves Rice". I don't want to continue watching Star Factory make songs like that."

Even the mainstream commentary community has improved a lot. Previously, because of the label of "Huanya Production", commentators were guided by a great spirit and dared not speak nonsense. Now, the labels of the two have been torn, and the long-suppressed comments have exploded. The first ones are Internet celebrities and official accounts. They can always follow the ideas of most people, publish articles according to their preferences, and use words to serve everyone comfortably.

【The Chinese heart that cannot be concealed by "Huanya Production"!】

【This is the dawn of the new stars in the Chinese music scene!】

[A young girl who leaves the girl group, gives up popularity, and walks alone.]

Huanya naturally also made a statement to deal with this situation, but that was really weak and pitiful.

【Not complying with commercial contracts, you must pay the price.】

Even if the copywriter has been tolerated to this point, he still cannot escape the fate of being besieged.

"Get out, get out of China!"

"The missiles are all set up, contract? Get out!"

"You are the ones who were prosecuted. Inhuman illegal contracts, do you understand if you are invalid?"
Chapter completed!