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Behind the virtual idol was a team. Fang Zhao could feel it for himself. Even if he and Zu Wen worked themselves to the bone every day, they wouldn't be able to push the production along effectively. [Love ↑ Go △ Small ↑ Talk → Net w
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Hiring?
Everyone avoided the 50th floor as much as they could, for fear of getting involved.
Also, with limited funding, hiring would be difficult. Fang Zhao would have to borrow talent from other departments.
After the initial look was finalized, Fang Zhao had to find a voice source and find technicians for the sound system.
If he wanted to borrow a technician, he would be paid according to the number of hours he worked. There was no need to rush for now. It wouldn't be too late to borrow someone after he found a suitable voice.
Zu Wen asked Fang Zhao to borrow a singer from the company. Actually, the company had professional dubbers, but they were few in number and already had assignments. Even if they could be hired, the pay wouldn't be cheap. Many of them had dubbed for big names and might not think much of a virtual idol project. Rather than hiring them, Fang Zhao might as well borrow a singer with no assignments. Lower-level singers were more affordable. Even if they were in the same company, they had to keep their accounts straight.
Fang Zhao headed over to the new singer. Du Ang was his direct superior, so Fang Zhao went to him first if he needed resources.
Du Ang's eyelids had been twitching since he got out of bed this morning. He had a feeling something bad was about to happen, so he went through his work schedule for the next few days, including the completed ones, in progress ones, and pending ones.
He had given instructions for the new singer. He had also reviewed the plans submitted by his agent. There were no major issues.
The new composer was doing fine. No problems.
The new composer had been delegated to Ya Erlin. It was none of his business. Don't worry about it.
He had written the report from yesterday's meeting.
What else?
It seemed he had forgotten a department.
Ding!
A notification came through. It was his assistant.
"Boss Du, Fang Zhao is looking for you."
F * ck!
Du Ang felt his eyelid twitch even more.
For the first time, Du Ang was more nervous about meeting a subordinate than his boss.
He calmed down with a glass of water.
Du Ang took a deep breath, calmed himself down, cleared his voice, and said sternly, "Let him in."
As soon as Fang Zhao stepped into Du Ang's office, he noticed something was off. Du Ang looked serious and calm, but with Fang Zhao's experience and observational skills, he could tell Du Ang was tensed up, like Fang Zhao was a ticking time bomb.
Pretending not to notice anything, Fang Zhao went straight to the point. "Manager Du, do you want to take a look at the virtual projects?"
"I've been busy lately. Didn't I tell you? You can handle the virtual projects on your own." Du Ang pointed at a holographic screen next to him, pretending to be serious.
Fang Zhao nodded his head as if he did not see the words "completed" at the end of the hologram.
"I've already decided on the virtual image. Zu Wen is currently working on the initial image. Right now, the department is lacking manpower, so we need to find a voice. I've seen the project plans of previous years. It seems that they still need to find actors? We can borrow technicians after the staff is confirmed, but we can't afford to delay the voice. Do you know any of the new singers who are available? "
When Fang Zhao said the virtual image had been decided on, Du Ang was about to say, "Let me see," but when he heard what Fang Zhao said, he swallowed his words. Compared to a virtual image that had no future, he was more concerned about the newcomers under his management. He had already screwed Fang Zhao over. He couldn't afford to lose another. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Say △ Net
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"They've been busy lately. I'm not trying to brush you off. Two days ago, Bei Zhi and the others were dragged away for special training. It's hard to say when they'll be back."
What Du Ang said was a half-truth. The first part about the rookie singers getting special training was true. Even though they did well in the new talent contest, their singing skills still needed to be improved. To further their careers, their new managers had arranged for training tailored to their weaknesses. Du Ang had already approved it. The singers weren't in the company, so Fang Zhao couldn't find them even if he wanted to.
But to say he wasn't sure when they'd be back would be a lie. How could Du Ang not know when he approved it himself?
Fang Zhao glanced at Du Ang as he spoke. Du Ang's eyelid twitched even harder.
"There's no one here for the newcomers. You can check out the training room on the 51st floor. The company's singers train there when they're free. It's right above you. It's really close. "Du Ang quickly shifted the blame.
The floors above and below the 50th floor used to be the virtual projects department's turf. But as the virtual projects department waned, the other floors were reclaimed by the company for other purposes, except for the 50th floor.
For example, the 51st floor above the 50th floor was used as a public rehearsal area.
After Fang Zhao left Du Ang's office, he went straight to the 51st floor. Official employees of the company could come here without restrictions, but interns and non-staff personnel couldn't. They had to get in through other channels.
Fang Zhao was already an official employee and a project producer on the 50th floor. Of course he had the right to enter.
After verifying his identity, Fang Zhao stepped through the door. Once inside, there was a quiet buffer zone, a place to rest and store their belongings.
When Fang Zhao entered, there were seven or eight people discussing something. When they saw Fang Zhao, they glanced at him curiously. They knew all the familiar faces here, but Fang Zhao was a stranger.
In terms of looks, Fang Zhao was only passable. But in a company filled with idols and celebrities, good looks were the norm. Those who were above average were relegated to the background.
But because of the virtual projects incident that had been a hot topic on the company's intranet, some people still remembered Fang Zhao.
Those who didn't recognize him were about to greet him when someone pulled them aside and whispered something in their ear. Immediately, they shut up. Some pretended not to see Fang Zhao. Others nodded and smiled politely. Their smiles were apologetic and awkward. Fang Zhao didn't mind. He smiled back politely and stepped into the rehearsal area.
He passed through another door. When the second door opened, he was greeted by a cacophony of sounds. It was enough to knock people out cold.
But Fang Zhao had experienced even more severe vocal disparities during the end of days. He only frowned slightly before walking over to a chair at the side of the rehearsal area and sitting down.
The singers who came here to practice were not the big names in the company. Because they had a bit of ability or connections, they would go to the other floors to practice. There were individual practice rooms there, but this was a public place.
The singers here all wore earplugs and practiced their own songs.
Fang Zhao scanned the crowd. There were about 80 people. Not all of them were singers. Some were employees from other departments in the company who were stressed out by work and had come here to roar a few times. Although there were entertainment karaoke rooms in the company, they weren't for regular employees. If they couldn't find a place, the public rehearsal area was a pretty good way to vent. They didn't even have to pay extra.
Some people recognized Fang Zhao and pointed in his direction with their friends. Then they gathered together and whispered. From time to time, they would glance in Fang Zhao's direction. They could roughly guess Fang Zhao's purpose for coming here.
In the eyes of others, the producer of the virtual projects department was a useless position with no prospects or power. So even if they recognized Fang Zhao, no one came over to greet him.
Fang Zhao didn't care about what others said or how they looked at him. He had been paying attention to the sounds in the rehearsal area ever since he had entered. He only listened to the sound and didn't look at the person. Looks, age, or experience didn't matter.
Even if he could fix his voice, Fang Zhao hoped to find a voice source that matched his requirements.
His eyes were unfocused. His ears were like a filter, sifting through all the sounds in the rehearsal area. Suddenly, Fang Zhao focused his gaze and looked in the direction of the rehearsal area.
There were too many people and other furnishings, so Fang Zhao couldn't see who was making the sound. He got up and walked over.
The people who had been talking about Fang Zhao suddenly got up and became interested. They all gathered around curiously.
Fang Zhao followed the sound and came to a corner of the rehearsal area. There was a young man who looked like he had just graduated. He was slightly shorter than the people around him, so Fang Zhao hadn't seen him before.
His looks were very ordinary, the kind that wouldn't attract much attention in a crowd. If there was anything special about him, it was that his neck was shorter than others. Luckily, he wasn't fat. If he were a little fatter, he probably wouldn't be able to see his neck.
The other people practicing seemed to be avoiding this person. The closest one was at least 10 meters away, wearing earplugs and covering his ears.
Fang Zhao took a look at the small badge on the person's chest. It was the logo of the company's non-staff. This type of singer was sometimes there to harmonize with others, sometimes there was a shortage of singers and they were called in for emergencies. They weren't considered part of Silver Wing and didn't enjoy any benefits. Their status was even lower than that of an intern.
And this type of person was known as a professional extra among singers. Drifting, uncertain of his position, not knowing where he would go next, there was an insignificant vacancy.
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