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That night, almost everyone in the Yanzhou newcomer circle was awake. Everyone was watching the leaderboards.
Just like that, they watched as the last horse to enter the Rookie Competition continued to charge forward with such ferocious momentum. After defeating the tenth place, within three days, it had defeated the 98th place, 76th place, and was closing in on the third and fourth place!
If he had another day, No. 3 and No. 4 would have toppled as well. If he had another month, who knew what the leaderboards would look like?
When the time on the screen finally jumped to 00: 00, when the New Pioneers Leaderboards finally displayed the "Leaderboards" sign, the leaderboards let out a long sigh of relief. It was finally over.
Especially No. 4 Chu Guang and No. 3 Rong Zheng. Like Fang Zhao, they had signed with Silver Wing and were classmates in the same department. Because they had entered early and had received some excellent resources from Silver Wing, they had the upper hand. But Fang Zhao's appearance had sent a chill down their spines.
They had almost been overtaken.
Although they were ranked third and fourth in terms of data, they had barely passed three million downloads. They were not that far ahead of Fang Zhao. Just as the others were thinking, if they were given another day, no, just half a day, they would not be able to keep their positions!
Lucky!
To Silver Wing, they were all newly signed composers. The company only cared about the leaderboards, but those involved in the industry cared.
Luckily, the season was finally over.
It was over.
Was it really over?
The beginning of a new month also marked the beginning of a new season. Although the attention paid to this season was not as high as the previous season, it was also the beginning of a new round of killing.
After the new talent competition, the winners and losers had been determined. Those who had achieved good results in the previous season would be able to use better resources and produce better music with the help of the company. Those who had not achieved good results would have their original resources withdrawn.
Fang Zhao's late arrival had indeed attracted the attention of quite a number of people and had sparked quite a bit of discussion within the industry.
"Prairie Fire" was a rather popular online media company in the industry. Their main office was in Qi'an City. They paid attention to all the big and small stars in Yanzhou. Naturally, they also paid attention to the competition this season in the music industry. The betting on the top 10 of the new talent competition was set up by them.
On July 1st, a new episode of the show aired.
It was still the two anchors that the audience was familiar with, one male and one female.
At the beginning of the program, the brightly-dressed female anchor smiled and said, "June has passed. It's such a hot day. How many people have lost sleep during the last few days of the month?"
Viewers in the industry grumbled in their hearts, "Yeah, you onlookers are just enjoying the show. Those of us in the arena have had insomnia for a long time. No wonder people say that the second season is the most intense out of the four seasons. It's the real Rookie Competition. It's cruel and realistic, without any exaggeration. No matter how good you are at bragging, the market will beat you back to your original form. "
The anchor was still saying, "Speaking of this season's new talent competition, there was indeed a highlight."
The male host: "Indeed, because there was a song to dispel sleepiness, heh heh."
The male host made a double entendre. Newcomers watching the show wanted to smash their bracelets. "Heh heh, you motherf * cker! Just hearing 'heh heh' gives me a headache. "
The female host: "This past season's new talent competition was unexpected, but within reason. Two new virtual idols dominated the first and second places."
The male host: "That's right. Tongshan True Entertainment and Neon Culture, which had been quiet this year, finally relaunched their virtual idol projects."
Following the anchor's voice, an image appeared.
A slender figure in a white hoodie with a cone-shaped mountain emblazoned on it. His smile was mischievous and handsome. With a simple lift of his head, he could capture the hearts of thousands of girls. At the same time, the song "Trust Me" played.
This was the virtual singer Xun Huai, who had topped the charts last season. He'd held the top spot for more than two months. His songs had broken 5 million downloads last season. Tongshan True Entertainment.
Behind Xun Huai was a petite figure. Although she looked young, her looks were impeccable. Her cheeky smile and bright eyes were a delight to look at.
This was the number two virtual singer, Phyllis. Her song "Rainbow Candy" had sold 4.8 million downloads last season. Neon Culture.
"Wow, two virtual idols in one season. Xun Huai's talent aside, a few of my cousins have been paying attention to him. Phyllis isn't bad either. I heard a candy company partnered with Neon Culture made a killing this year with their rainbow candy, "the female host joked.
"The two virtual idols are indeed strong. But so far this season, I've been paying more attention to the others on the chart." The male host continued, "Today, we received an animation submission. It's related to this season's new talent chart."
The audience perked up. What animation?
Soon, the show played a video.
A fat mouse marked with a "10" was running with all its might, and behind it was a group of cats with all kinds of patterns. If one looked closely, whether it was the mouse in front or the cats behind, they all had the logos of various companies on their bodies.
Those who understood the ranking had a tacit understanding and smiled meaningfully.
Wasn't this what the final rankings looked like?!
In the animation, a pack of cats chased a fat rat.
"Mine!"
"It's mine!"
"Get out of my way! The rat in front is mine!"
"Get out of my way! I'm going to use my ultimate move! Take down the fat rat! "
As the cats fought over the rat, a cheetah caught up like the wind from behind. It passed the cats and stepped on the fat rat. It didn't stop and kept running, leaving only a nimble silhouette in its wake.
Neon Culture's newcomer staff watching the animation: "…"
Fang Sheng's agent: "…"
With a livid face, Fang Sheng smashed the second bracelet he had bought under the mocking, pitying, and gloating gazes of the people around him.
In contrast, the Silver Wing staff were grinning from ear to ear. Neon Culture used to laugh at them, but now it was the other way around.
Although Silver Wing hadn't placed first or second in the past rookie season, they had placed third, fourth, and fifth. Including the one in eighth place, they had four of the top 10 spots. Four!
They hadn't even dared to dream of it before.
Du Ang had been overjoyed the night before when he'd stared at the chart until midnight. He didn't care when his wife threw a pillow at him. He got a promotion! He got a promotion!
Rookie singer Bei Zhi couldn't sleep a wink when he saw the final results.
"I'm famous?" Bei Zhi stared at the chart, unwilling to look away. "Heh … heh heh … Hahahaha!"
A silver lining at the end of the tunnel. Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise.
His three roommates thought it was a miracle.
The four newly signed singers lived in the company's dormitory. Unlike the composers, they had nothing to keep secret. Internship classes, training, and singing practice were no secret.
Bei Zhi's three roommates knew everything went wrong when he first signed. Given his condition, Bei Zhi couldn't sing well. They thought Bei Zhi would be eliminated early. Who would have guessed Fang Zhao would follow? In June, Bei Zhi recovered and received Du Ang's arrangement. Bei Zhi took advantage of the situation.
"I'm famous, hahaha!" Bei Zhi bounced around the room like a spastic sheep.
"Oh, I have to thank Fang Zhao!" Bei Zhi picked up his bracelet to contact Fang Zhao. Now was the time to latch onto such a golden coattail. As a rookie singer, it was necessary to build a good rapport with a composer. That was the only way he could continue to sing well. Only with good singing could he become famous.
Some people were happy, some people were sad. After the joy, there were worries.
For example, Du Ang, who received his promotion the next day, was in great distress.
Du Ang used to be in charge of new composers. Now that he was promoted, he was in charge of all the company's composers. His last supervisor had resigned after the virtual idol project failed last year. The position had been vacant, but Du Ang had taken it.
The promotion was a good thing, but when he saw the to-do list, Du Ang couldn't bring himself to smile.
Silver Wing launched virtual idol projects every year, but they rarely invested heavily. In the words of Silver Wing's boss, they could focus on one thing, they could be weak on virtual idols, but they couldn't do nothing. As big as Silver Wing was, they couldn't let anyone say they couldn't create virtual idols. Whether they were popular or not was one thing, and whether they had one was another.
But after last year's heavily invested virtual idol project failed, the virtual idol department was disbanded. Some were transferred out, others jumped ship. Nowadays, it was hard to find anyone on that floor.
The higher-ups had no choice. They didn't care if the project was suitable or not. They waved their hands and told the managers to figure something out. One project a year was the old rule. They couldn't break it. This year's project hadn't even started yet. At least come up with a virtual idol. All they had to do was make up the numbers. No other requirements.
That being said, failure was still humiliating.
The hot potato was tossed around until it landed on the long-vacant position. Previously, the music arrangement position had been vacant, so everyone pretended the project didn't exist and didn't see it. Now that Du Ang had taken over, everyone was relieved.
"Old Du." The music arrangement supervisor, Ya Erlin, gestured at Du Ang with his thumb and middle finger.
"Don't 'old' me. I'm only 40. In an era where the average age is 180, I'm not even a quarter of that age. I'm still a young man," Du Ang said without looking up.
Ya Erlin pretended not to hear. "Old Du, why do you have to do this? Crawl up and suffer."
How could he take on a virtual idol project?
Du Ang had complained to his superiors. His specialty wasn't right for him and he couldn't handle virtual idol. But now no one was taking it. The project was open for all to see. The higher-ups said, "Since you're up for the job, you can take it."
Du Ang was so regretful he wanted to vomit blood. If he'd known this would happen, he wouldn't have been promoted. He would've waited for someone else to take on a virtual idol project before applying for a transfer.
He regretted it.
The last virtual idol project supervisor lying in the hospital was a good example.
Depressed, Du Ang could only use the composers under him as an example. He gathered them up and started tempting them.
"Which one of you wants to take on this project? You'll get preferential treatment. You'll get a direct promotion. "
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