Inside the house, there were three interviewers, two men and one woman, both of whom were around thirty to forty years old.

Ye Fan gave a gift to several interviewers, and then handed over his resume and the sample songs he brought to the interviewer.

The male interviewer Li Fei, who was in the center, first signaled him to sit down, then looked at his resume carefully, then frowned and said, "Mr. Ye is a fresh graduate, right? We have heard the little example you brought, but his voice is barely enough, but his singing skills are a little immature."

The middle-aged woman next to her said in a cold tone: "Although we have not recruited fresh graduates before, we obviously need more talents with work experience."

Hearing the disappointment in the woman's tone, Ye Fan was afraid that the job would be ruined, so he quickly interrupted: "Although I have no work experience, I love music very much. During my time at school, I also created a few music songs independently and formed an orchestra, I..."

"Okay, OK." Li Fei interrupted him without hesitation: "These have nothing to do with our interview. What we need is professional music literacy. So, since you said you have created music independently, right? Then I'll let you write a song on the spot with the theme of "me"? The lyrics and music must be original."

It seemed that the topic was not difficult enough, the middle-aged woman interjected: "Don't sing those love songs, my ears were calloused."

Ye Fan was suddenly so angry that he was writing songs now? He still limited the theme? He can't write about love yet? Why don't you die?

He understood that the few people in front of him were obviously making things difficult for him. Even if he wrote it, they would shirk it for various reasons. The song was not good or the lyrics were not good. Anyway, they just made up their minds and didn't want him.

Ye Fan really thought of the idea. The three people in front of him were really making things difficult for him. The middle-aged woman looked down at her watch and said to him: "You have five minutes to create. If it doesn't work, change the next one. Don't waste time."

I can't do it? Haha, Ye Fan's eyes turned, and he had some thoughts in his mind. He cleared his throat and said, "Is there any restrictions on the style of music?"

The three of them looked at each other and saw a smile in their eyes. Obviously, they didn't expect that the young boy would really go on. Li Fei said with a disdainful smile: "There is no limit, but you should not use other people's songs to make up the numbers, let alone use Canon chords to fool things."

The so-called Canon chords are universal chords in the composition world, and they have their shadows in the arrangements of many saliva songs.

Ye Fan smiled back, prepared for a while, and sang a cappella: "Happiness is, there are more than one way of happiness, and the most honor is that everyone is the glory of the Creator."

The three interviewers were all waiting to see Ye Fan’s joke. When he spoke, several people looked at him disapprovingly, but later they became more and more terrifying as they heard it.

"this……"

"What kind of song is this?"

Ye Fan sang the song "Me" by Leslie Cheung, a singer who became popular all over Asia in that world. Ye Fan's voice and singing skills are naturally not as good as Leslie Cheung, but his voice is highly recognizable. Even if he is just a cappella, he sang this song with a charm.

After the first chorus, Ye Fan used a slightly stable singing style, which made people feel comfortable physically and mentally after listening.

With the second paragraph, Ye Fan's voice gradually became louder: "How happy you live happily in the glazed house, and tell the world what is light and openness. I am me! They are fireworks of different colors, the sky and the sea are wide, so you must be the strongest bubble. I like me! Let the roses bloom with a fruit, and the lonely desert is still blooming naked."

Ye Fan used to like this song very much, not only because he liked Leslie Cheung, but also because this song was like singing him himself. No matter how big the dilemma is, he still had to live like a rose in the desert!

This is Ye Fan.

"In the lonely desert, it is still blooming, naked! naked! naked!" As Ye Fan's singing of his emotions was over, the three interviewers were stunned.

Li Fei's mouth was so big that he could stuff a whole egg into it.

The other two people also lost their minds for a moment.

This song is amazing! This word is amazing!

Looking at everyone's surprised expressions, Ye Fan nodded with satisfaction. It's worth mentioning that I brought out all the idol's songs. If this is not acceptable, it would be unreasonable. "My singing is over. Do you have any opinions?"

"You... this song was really created by you on the spot!" Li Fei came back to his senses and asked incredible.

Ye Fan replied: "Or what if you did, this question was made by you."

"Okay, hahaha, okay!" Li Fei couldn't help but clap out his applause. "The lyrics and music of this song are impeccable, and it makes people unable to believe that this was created by you in a few minutes. You are simply a genius, you are simply a genius!"

Ye Fan was a little shy, after all, he took someone else's work.

The other two interviewers looked at Ye Fan and couldn't help but change their faces. This question was to let the most powerful lyricists in the industry answer, and it was impossible to show it better than the children in front of them. This song "I" really convinced them. A song not only perfectly deals with the interviewer's questions, but also shows his pride in the lyrics. This is too high-end!

The middle-aged woman suppressed the excitement in her bones and said to Ye Fan: "You go back first and wait for the notification, we..."

"You come to our group tomorrow to register and complete the entry procedures. The office is on the third floor of this building." Li Fei quickly interrupted the middle-aged woman.

"But you are not like you!" The middle-aged woman left and refused to agree, and also snatched up with Li Fei. "This person, we have three groups of people, Xiao Ye listens to me, and we will report to the three groups of people tomorrow."

The two of them had no good expression on Ye Fan just now, but now they almost started fighting to grab someone. Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Li Fei said relentlessly: "Come on less! It's enough for you three groups to buy. Besides, how many artist resources do you have in total? Do you want so many producers?"

"I don't care. If you like any producer here, you can take it. I'm going to make a reservation for this guy." The middle-aged woman said with a cold face.

"You are unreasonable!"

Ye Fan was laughing in his heart, saying that you are robbing the students of the good voice.

"Okay, okay, what's the noise?" Another middle-aged interviewer who had been silent finally spoke and said to Ye Fan: "Young man, you go back first and wait for the notification."

Ye Fan knew in his heart that this job was almost certain and said to everyone: "Then I'll leave first."

As soon as Ye Fan left, the middle-aged interviewer spoke again: "I don't care about this person, but I want this song in Group 2!"

There was another round of quarrel in the room.

...

In the evening, Ye Fan returned home and just lay down and received a call from Huangmei Music, saying that he would inform him to go to a group tomorrow to join the company.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan felt happy. This was his first job after graduation. Although he was not a singer, he was at least involved in singing.

He used to be broken everywhere, but now he finally has a job. Although he is just an inconspicuous music producer, Ye Fan believes that with the help of this system, he can climb up step by step and realize his dream in one day!
Chapter completed!