Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

[Name: Luo Shanshan]

[Signed company: Mingsheng Media]

【Stage: Amateur】

[Singing ability: 3 stars (good talent, but skills need to be improved)]

[Skills: None]

[Features: stable treble, strong plasticity, overall rating 2.5 stars]

Is Luo Shanshan's rating so low?

2.5 stars.

Miss Jiang turned around and simply flipped through the pages in front of her.

I just noticed it now.

It seems that judging from this rating.

Most of them are between 2 and 2.5 stars.

Only a few can reach 3 stars.

As for the evaluations of those two fourth-tier artists.

Miss Jiang took a quick look.

Even Qian Qiao, the second generation of the entertainment industry, only had a 3.5-star rating.

others.

and many more.

Ye Weiwei?

Four stars?

Good guy.

Comrade Lao Ye.

You're spending a lot of money on this!

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at the same time.

On a certain floor of Tenghong Entertainment.

A young man wearing glasses was sitting in the lounge area reading a newspaper.

Suddenly.

The glass door to the lounge area was pushed open.

A tall woman in professional attire walked in from outside.

She came to the man with glasses.

He showed a teasing expression.

"Morning, Manager Fang."

"Are you sitting here enjoying life so early in the morning?"

Hear this.

Fang Shengwei pretended to glare at him.

"Good job, Xu Ying."

"How dare you tease your superior."

"Be careful or I'll deduct your salary."

however.

In response to the threat, the woman in professional attire threw a wink without caring.

"Ouch."

"Buckle it."

"After I finish deducting the money, I will go to your house to collect money."

See this.

Fang Shengwei was just about to say something else.

sudden.

His expression changed, and he sensed something.

Then he took out his cell phone from his pocket.

Look down.

The expression on his face suddenly became indescribably meaningful.

Was thinking about it.

He seemed to have discovered something.

When I looked up, I met the curious and playful eyes of the woman in professional attire.

"Manager Fang."

"Isn't the message you sent a bit indecent?"

"Your mouth is almost cracked to your ears."

however.

The voice just fell.

Fang Shengwei suddenly stood up, stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman's waist.

then.

He uttered softly.

"Nine o'clock in the evening, Night Owl Bar."

"I can drink and tell you whether my text messages are serious or not."

Done.

Just strode out.

……

moment.

When Fang Shengwei returned to his office.

Close the door.

With lock.

Then he walked to his desk.

The first thing I did after sitting down was to pick up the phone and dial a number.

After a while, the call was connected.

"Are you ready?"

Silence for two seconds.

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

"All right."

Get a response.

Fang Shengwei took a deep breath.

Looked up.

Looking through the glass wall, I looked at the busy men and women outside.

He whispered.

"Just stick to the plan."

"Okay... then..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a hearty voice coming from the other side.

"Now, please invite the first group of five contestants to enter..."

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It is an open audition after all.

The quality and ability of these players are different.

This was Miss Jiang’s first reaction after she heard the first contestant open his mouth and sing the first line of lyrics.

A light pastoral song.

It actually sang with a slightly different meaning.

"this is not bad."

"Jiang Jiang, what do you think?"

Listening to the comments from the girl next door, Chen Yu.

Miss Jiang nodded.

It fits the sentence.

"I think it's good too."

"The singing skills and rhythm are all on point."

"but…"

Miss Jiang paused.

Added:

"It's just that the breath control doesn't feel very good."

“There’s no rhythm.”

"It's easy to get out of breath when singing the second half like this."

then.

Miss Jiang’s words really came true.

This contestant's breath seemed to be exhausted during the chorus.

There was a moment of confusion.

at this point.

If it were in the hereafter.

The microphone's built-in fine-tuning can cover up this flaw.

But the microphone now.

Never mind fine-tuning.

Even the stable output of current is a problem.

So naturally the problem was magnified a lot.

So much so that several judges and guests present showed slightly frowning expressions.

then.

The song ends.