The status of trainees in the company is very low, and they can only do what their managers ask them to do.
Ordinary workers don't do their jobs satisfactorily on the assembly line, yet they dare to loudly tell their leaders that I'm not going to do it anymore, why don't you try it as a trainee? Not everyone can afford to pay millions in liquidated damages.
Yang Chaoyue is a complete newcomer, and her manager didn't have high hopes for her before she came. She only prepared two songs, both by Fang Jing.
Now the blind cat encounters a dead mouse and actually survives, but what happens next is completely blind.
"Your situation is a bit difficult to handle." Fang Jing frowned, "Let's do this. I'll go to the station later to find a teacher to test your voice first, and then select songs based on the situation and your characteristics."
Holy shit!
Yu Wenwen, who was in the passenger seat, was sore and her eye circles were vaguely red. VIP treatment was so different. Fang Jing actually helped Yang Chaoyue ask a teacher to take a throat test.
Then choose songs according to the situation and characteristics!
Listen, is this human talk?
"Teacher Fang, I'm a little unsure about what song to sing. Can you give me a reference?" Feng Timo pouted and turned around.
"You don't need to call me teacher, I'm not that old yet, just call me brother!" Fang Jing shrugged and smiled, "I can't make the decision about your problem. Should you contact your agency for these matters?"
"Okay Brother Fang Jing!" Feng Timo smiled sweetly and said: "The competition is my business and has nothing to do with the agency. Besides, you are my mentor. I trust you even more. Just help me!"
"Your situation is complicated. All I can do is give you some reference. It depends on you."
Fang Jingcai is not stupid. Helping with song selection is a thankless job. It's okay if he wins, but it's all his responsibility if he loses.
And Feng Timo doesn't seem like someone who needs him to choose songs.
"Brother Fang Jing, I really don't know what to choose. Can't you help me? Forget it. Let me put it another way. Do you think it's better for me to sing sad songs or sweet and cute songs?"
Wang Xiaomin was powerless to complain. She had just helped Yang Chaoyue, but then she turned around and other people's situation was complicated and inconvenient. Isn't this double standard too powerful?
After stroking his chin and thinking for a few seconds, Fang Jing reluctantly said, "You better not sing a sad song. The voting process mainly depends on the audience. If you want to highlight your singing skills, the instructor may like it, but the audience may not accept it."
"You have high popularity, which is your advantage. If you sing songs that are popular, it will be good if the audience likes you!"
"But that won't show off my singing skills?"
"Do you want to be promoted or do you want to sing?" Fang Jing rolled his eyes.
In fact, this variety show is just a child's game, some transactions by some powerful people, and it is much different from a real music program.
Fang Jing didn't say that Feng Timo's company has a long way to go, and it can pass no matter what it sings in the next issue.
"Teacher Fang, what about me? What song do you think is appropriate for me to sing?" After holding it in for a long time, Yu Wenwen in the passenger seat couldn't help it anymore.
He definitely likes the songs picked by Fang Jing, which is a big advantage, much better than them choosing randomly on their own.
"You started studying music when you were four years old, and you graduated from Berklee. Don't you think it's a bit abrupt for you to ask me?"
She thought that Fang Jing would answer patiently, or even say a few words like Feng Timo did no matter what, but Yu Wenwen didn't expect that she would be ridiculed in return.
Yes, it was ridicule. Although Fang Jing said it very softly, she heard it.
Yu Wenwen's eyes turned red, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Too bullying!
Why is this person like this? He is very caring towards Yang Chaoyue, an assembly line worker, and patient with Feng Timo, but he is completely different to her.
Just because she has no background or background?
"You have been studying music for so many years, how come you can't make up your mind about any song? Isn't it good that you chose the Breakpoint song before? I asked you why you chose it, and you just picked it if you liked it."
"You are not as beautiful as Xiaomin, not as cute and cute as Feng Timo, and your life experience is not as pitiful as Yang Chaoyue. You have your advantages, just use them to your advantage, and keep your original intention as before."
Fang Jing's slow voice came, and Yu Wenwen nodded with red eyes and said, "I know!"
Leaning back, Fang Jing said to himself, "Although this variety show is quite popular, it's not that easy to debut here."
"Of the thirty-six of you, I think only four or five will be able to stand out in the future."
Yang Chaoyue's eyes lit up and she said with a smile, "Which four or five?"
Pricking up their ears, several people couldn't wait to hear Fang Jing say his name.
Wang Xiaomin also turned to look at Fang Jing. She wanted to see who Fang Jing would talk about.
"Far away, yet so close!"
"What do you mean?" Yang Chaoyue was confused, and Feng Timo was overjoyed, "How many of us do you mean?"
A sudden thought occurred in her heart. Yu Wenwen's heart was beating loudly and she was suddenly excited.
Fang Jing laughed, "I didn't say that, but I'm not sure whether other people are popular or not, and you definitely won't be popular."
"Why?" Feng Timo was stunned as a basin of cold water cooled him from head to toe.
"You can't have your cake and eat it too. Ask Wang Xiaomin how busy the entertainment industry is. She knows that if you want to enter the entertainment industry, you don't have time for live broadcasting. There are 365 days in a year, and you can live broadcast for 65 days.
That’s pretty good.”
"But your company is not a professional brokerage company. After all, it mainly focuses on live broadcasting. They will not let you go. In my opinion, the purpose of letting you come this time is to play a few rounds and then live broadcast to increase your popularity."
Feng Timo himself has great limitations. He is not suitable as an actor and can only sing, but it is not realistic to be a singer all the time. It is probably the same as in his previous life, with live broadcasts as the main part, singers as a supplement, and occasional variety shows.
The result of this is that although she can be famous, she will never be able to take off the label of Internet celebrity. No matter how good she sings, when her name is mentioned, the audience will think of her as an Internet celebrity, and she will never be a star or a singer.
Ignoring the stunned Feng Timo, Fang Jing continued: "Yu Wenwen does have some potential. After ten or eight years and producing a few good songs, she should be able to reach the level of Wang Xiaomin now."
Yu Wenwen's character is destined to make her unable to go far, and she won't make any noise. It's obvious that she is a pure musician.
But in China, this kind of people are often not very famous. On the contrary, people like Shen Hao are very popular.
Hearing Fang Ding's comment that it took ten years to reach Wang Xiaomin's current position, Yu Wenwen was so angry that her chest heaved. She refused to accept it. As long as she had a few masterpieces, within five years, she would definitely be better than Wang Xiaomin now.
When the album sells well in the future and the concert venue is full, she will let Fang Jing know how wrong her words were today and see if his face hurts.
"Fang Jing, what path do you think I should take? Can I make it in the future?" Wang Xiaomin is eager to know the answer.
"You? You're useless!" Fang Jing looked at Wang Xiaomin and said with a critical blow, "I know your situation. You must either change jobs or wait for your old enemy to die, otherwise you will never get ahead in this life."
Feeling bitter in her heart, Wang Xiaomin shook her head, "It's not easy to change jobs. It's not the same even if you change to another agency. Who dares to offend Sister Na?"
If she can walk, she can leave. Even if she can't, she will change her career in a few years. After all, she graduated from a formal music school and can find a school to be a music teacher.
"That's not necessarily the case!" Fang Jing chuckled.