Huayu: That year, I withdrew from the Super Boy competition.

After the college entrance examination was over and the application for university was completed, Su Wei had some free time.

The days of waiting for the results were leisurely and carefree. I slept until I naturally woke up every day and occasionally had small gatherings with my classmates.

When he had nothing to do, he received an invitation from GG company to work part-time as a print model.

At first, Su Wei thought it was a scam.

But when he heard the offer of compensation, he was immediately tempted; the salary was even higher than his mother's monthly salary.

That afternoon, he went to GG Company in an office building in the city center for an interview.

Ultimately, he successfully signed a contract thanks to the popularity he gained from the talent show and his outstanding appearance.

In just one month, he shot nearly twenty sets of photos, and his income increased more than tenfold.

With his first large sum of money in hand, Su Wei did not squander it recklessly.

He had already decided how to use the money.

He has a huge collection of hit songs in his head.

Instead of leaving it untouched, let's release it and test the waters.

After making preparations, he found a reputable independent recording studio in the area through an acquaintance and prepared to record three singles that were suitable for the current market.

The person in charge of the studio is named Zheng Ke.

He entered the music scene with dreams of becoming a singer in his early years, but after many years of frustration, he finally chose to return to his hometown.

After that, he focused on recording, arranging and mixing his own singles, and with his solid skills, he became quite well-known in the area.

However, upon their first meeting, Zheng Ke's attitude towards Su Wei was perfunctory.

He glanced at the young Su Wei, then casually flipped through the lyrics and sheet music on the table, his movements lazy and careless, showing no interest whatsoever.

"You came from a talent show, right?"

Zheng Ke asked casually, his tone neither warm nor cold.

Su Wei nodded.

"Alright."

Zheng Ke lit a cigarette, his expression tinged with disdain amidst the swirling smoke.

"I understand you rich kids, it's just a passing fancy, you know."

Don't be too picky, as long as the recording is listenable and can be uploaded online, right?

Faced with his prejudice and perfunctory attitude, Su Wei did not argue, but simply took out her phone and pulled up the complete demos of three songs.

"Listen to what I have to say first."

Zheng Ke casually put on her headphones and pressed play.

His fingertips were still resting on the edge of the ashtray, slowly flicking off the ash.

But as the song's intro slowly begins, a clear and catchy melody flows out.

His flicking of cigarette ash suddenly stopped.

When the second line of the chorus came on, he froze, his hand hanging in mid-air motionless.

He was completely unaware of the ashes falling onto the table; the perfunctory look in his eyes had vanished long ago.

Without saying a word, he listened to the first song, then immediately started the second, and then the third.

In just over ten minutes, I listened to three original songs with matching styles, catchy melodies, and relatable lyrics.

Zheng Ke remained silent for a long time.

He took off his headphones and sat in his seat in silence for a long time.

When he looked up at Su Wei again, the contempt in his eyes had vanished, replaced by shock and disbelief.

"Did you really write these three songs yourself?"

Zheng Ke asked in a serious tone.

"Otherwise what?"

Su Wei remained calm and composed, subtly putting on a show.

Zheng Ke stubbed out his cigarette, stood up abruptly, and paced back and forth in the small recording studio.

Having worked in the music industry for many years, he can tell the quality of a piece of music just by listening to it.

These three songs are by no means just the self-entertainment of ordinary amateurs; each of them has the potential to become a huge hit.

After pacing around twice, he stopped and looked at Su Wei intently:

"We can't just record these three songs casually."

Su Wei raised an eyebrow slightly: "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that the quality of these songs deserves top-notch arrangement, mixing, and post-production polishing."

Zheng Ke pointed to the lyrics and music score on the table.

"If you just record a shoddy demo and release it casually, you're just ruining a good piece of work."

He paused, as if making a major decision, his tone carrying a hint of stubbornness:

"In that case, I will still collect the basic recording fee that we agreed on before."

But all the subsequent fine-tuning, track adjustments, mastering, and detail optimization will be done for you free of charge, without adding a single penny.

Su Wei looked at him but did not respond immediately.

Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Zheng Ke awkwardly turned her head away and explained in a low voice:

"Don't overthink it, I just had an itch to do it."

It's been so long since I've encountered such high-quality work. It's rare to find such a good piece of work, and I don't want to cut corners.

Seeing this, Su Wei chuckled and readily agreed:

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

Over the next five days, Su Wei finally witnessed the extreme dedication and obsession of this down-on-his-luck musician.

The three singles, which could have been completed in two days, took Zheng Ke a full five days to polish.

The attention to detail is extreme, bordering on nitpicking.

To achieve the desired quality for a guitar solo, he recorded it twelve times, simply because he was not satisfied with the ending note of a particular measure.

Su Wei cooperated with the recording process throughout, repeatedly rehearsing, adjusting her singing style, and controlling her emotions.

After a few days, my throat was almost hoarse and dry, and I was exhausted.

But whenever he hears the polished clips, the exquisite texture, the smooth melody, and the perfect fit make him feel that all the hard work was worthwhile.

By the evening of the fifth day, the arrangement, mixing, and mastering of all three singles were finally completed.

Zheng Ke leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and listened to the last finished song without saying a word.

As the song ended, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at Su Wei, and solemnly said:

"If these three songs don't become hits, I'll never touch music again in my life."

Su Wei was calm because he knew the answer.

He hadn't expected Zheng Ke to be so confident, so he patted him on the shoulder:

"Don't worry, you'll keep doing it."

After returning home, Su Wei registered a 5SING original music base account overnight.

This is currently the most popular original music talent incubation platform on the entire internet, and countless internet celebrity singers have emerged and become famous from here.

He uploaded three finished audio tracks one by one, then improved the lyrics, music, vocals, and arrangement information, and finally added a simple cover.

Afterwards, the link was shared on QQ Space, fan forums and other channels to generate initial traffic, and then we waited for market feedback.

7 month 21 day.

Su Wei was organizing filming materials at home when he suddenly heard the deliveryman's shouts from downstairs. His registered mail had arrived.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly ran downstairs. Sure enough, it was an admission notice with the Beijing Film Academy emblem on it.

The moment Su Wei opened the envelope, her fingertips trembled slightly.

He checked it several times before suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

I immediately shared the good news with my parents and then told all my friends to share this joy.

After a short rest, Su Wei embarked on her journey alone, with her first stop being Tibet.

A two-day, one-night journey on a green train, traveling from the plains to the plateau, with the scenery outside the window changing layer by layer.

Standing at the foot of the Potala Palace, looking at the clear blue sky, the sacred snow-capped mountains, and the devout worshippers kneeling in prayer.

Su Wei felt completely relieved. He silently said in his heart: Thank God for giving him a second chance.

I traveled around at my own pace for almost a month.

September has arrived in the blink of an eye.

The day for reporting to the Nortel Film Academy arrived as scheduled.