Huayu: Starting from the top talent show

Chapter 19: Glutinous Rice Borrows Urine
"Now that I'm back in China, I must make a special trip to the company to meet you, Sister Hua!" Shen Juan pretended to be casual and natural as he walked to the leather sofa specially used for entertaining guests and sat down.

"Is it necessary to call me "you"? It sounds a bit too distant and unfamiliar." Du Hua smiled, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of steaming hot tea. The air was filled with a fresh and elegant fragrance.

"What should I call you then?"

Shen Juan was still not used to meeting his boss face to face. After all, the unequal status between their two meant that they could not communicate on a completely equal footing.

But he just doesn't like being dominated by others.

"Isn't being a beggar sister good enough? I won't add you." Du Hua poured two cups of tea and handed one to Shen Juan. She looked into his clear eyes and sighed softly, "Actually, when I first met you last year, I knew that as long as the world runs smoothly, you will definitely become a very valuable asset of the company in the future. I just didn't expect that this day would come so soon."

"Is it already?" Shen Juan narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the lines on the teacup in his hand, and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, my current super topic sign-in is only more than 20,000, which should not even be considered a second-tier traffic."

"Gold covered by dirt is still gold, and this will never change." Du Hua smiled and took a sip of tea. "Tell me what you want from me today. As long as you don't want to change jobs, everything is fine."

"Can't I come to see you, Sister Hua, if I have nothing to do?"

"I don't think an artist who is so opinionated that he would rather give up everything he has built in South Korea and return to his home country to develop his career would go to his immediate superior just to drink a sip of hot tea." Du Hua looked at Shen Juan quietly, "Not to mention that he doesn't have a close relationship with his boss."

Shen Juan paused and couldn't help but laugh, "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the wise and powerful Sister Hua."

"Stop flattering me and just tell me what you have to say."

"Produce 101 invited me to attend their finals. In exchange, they gave me free time to perform a song. I was thinking if I could use this opportunity to sing a song I wrote on stage."

"And there are only ten days left until the finals, so you wanted to come to the company to find me and see if I could find someone to help you speed up the production of the song, right?" Du Hua finished the part that Shen Juan didn't have time to finish.

Shen Juan nodded without any objection.

“It’s not impossible to do it in ten days, but the prerequisite is that you have already written the lyrics and music in advance,” Du Hua said.

"Of course there is no problem with that. I also have my own ideas about the arrangement, so if possible, Sister Hua, you'd better help me find an arrangement teacher who can listen to all my opinions."

After Shen Juan finished speaking, he took out his cell phone from his pocket, opened the voice memo, found a cappella recording that wasn't even a demo, and played it for Du Hua.

"Why is there no accompaniment at all?"

"I was in a hurry, so I recorded it last night."

"But it still sounds nice." Du Hua showed a satisfied smile, not only for the song, but also for the person.

“So can we start production sooner rather than later?”

With the finals approaching, it is hard for Shen Juan not to be anxious.

"Tonight, at the latest tonight, I will send you the WeChat accounts of the producer and arranger. You can communicate with them yourself and convey your ideas to them."

"Okay, Sister Hua!" Shen Juan was one step closer to success, and his heart leapt with joy, revealing a smile of accomplishment. June 6th.

The recording scene of the "Hip-Hop in China" microphone grabbing competition.

"Brother Juan, where did you go yesterday? The hotel that the production crew took all of us to stay in yesterday was really nice. It had all kinds of furniture. It was much nicer than the 150-yuan-a-night hotel I stayed in before. But the best thing is that we didn't have to pay for it at all."

Just like Xiaotian Dog meeting Erlang Shen, Nuomi, who thought he had found his big brother, rubbed his hands with a sense of secretiveness when he met Shen Juan, and said a lot of strange and weird things to Shen Juan with his mouth.

"And then something super funny happened last night hahaha damn! The police suddenly showed up to organize us to take a urine test, Ward is a man! Is the production team trying to lure people into a trap? As a result, many people secretly came to me to borrow my urine, Ward is a man hahaha!"

"Then that guy Pidgewan also came over wearing a hat, but I didn't lend him the money because I heard him secretly telling someone something about you on the way to the hotel yesterday."

"He said you were being kept by a male executive at Kiwifruit, Ward was a man! He also said you had signed an agreement to be guaranteed admission to the finals. I didn't dare to accuse him in person at the time because there were so many people and it was very noisy, but when he came to borrow urine at night, I didn't lend it to him. Just kill that shxt!"

"I just want this show to be aired soon, so that when I have fans, I can go to bars and nightclubs to perform, and I can earn money to support myself, so that my mother can feel at ease with me, and the plastic starch around my neck can be replaced with a real golden starch, so that I can earn money to support myself, so that my mother can rest assured about me, and I can earn money to support myself, so that my mother can earn money to support myself, and I can earn money to support myself, so that ...

"Is yours plastic?" Shen Juan reached out and touched the necklace on Nuomi's chest, completely ignoring what he had said before about Pi Jiwan saying bad things about her behind her back.

Not being envied by others is mediocrity.

You have snatched the cake from other people's bowls, so it is normal for them to talk about you behind your back.

After all, this is a right that everyone is born with.

People's mouths are on their bodies and cannot be controlled.

"Yes, I bought gas for fifty bucks on the street."

"The quality is okay. I can't tell anyway. And after this show is broadcast, life should get better." Shen Juan put down the necklace on Nuomi's chest, and then gave his own advice as a person who has experienced it:

"If you find that the rap career is not going to work, you can try playing around online. If you do well, you can still support yourself. You should always leave yourself a way out and not stick to the same path forever."

"Uh, what is abstract? But Thx bro! I will search for abstract on the Internet when I go back tonight and learn more about it." Nuomi seemed to understand but still nodded obediently to express his respect and gratitude to Shen Juan.

Although he is not very old, only 18 years old this year, and he has been farming in his hometown before, he has little education, lacks social experience, and is a bit silly.

But it is still possible to distinguish who treats you well, who treats you as a joke, and who makes a fool of you.

Anyway, in his opinion, Shen Juan has a gentle heart hidden under his cold appearance that keeps people at a distance.

He is 100% a good person, but influenced by the environment of the entertainment industry, he needs to hide his kindness in order to avoid being bullied and exploited by bad people.

(End of this chapter)