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 Yunhai Media, Vocal Department.
 Whether it is the floor space or the level of luxury decoration, it far exceeds that of the composition department.
 The treatment of the two departments is completely the same.
 In the company, as long as they are third-tier or above singers, they basically all have their own independent offices and lounges, as well as a dedicated team of managers and assistants to serve them.
 Even new singers have their own training room.
 in the corridor.
 A young man in his thirties was sweeping the floor with a broom.
 Someone said hello: "Hey, Mingxing, are you sweeping the floor again? I'll leave this job to the cleaner."
 Hao Mingxing smiled and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, just pass the time."
 "Okay, you scan, I'm going to record the song."
 "Okay, walk slowly."
 When he saw the other party walking into the recording studio, Hao Mingxing's eyes were slightly absent-minded. But he quickly lowered his head and began to sweep the floor seriously.
 In front of other people, Hao Mingxing always smiled.
 Can't sing.
 No one wrote songs for him either.
 He works as a handyman in the company.
 Serve tea and water, get documents, sweep the floor, take out the trash, order takeout...etc.
 When he first learned that his voice was broken, he felt that the sky was falling.
 But as time went by, life wore away all his temper, leaving him calm.
 Scanned for a while.
 Just about to leave.
 Suddenly, the beauty Xiaoqing at the front desk came over and shouted: "Hao Mingxing, Mr. Liu of the Composition Department just called and said that someone has written a song specifically for you. Please go to the Composition Department to have a look."
 Hao Mingxing thought he heard wrongly.
 He pointed at himself and said in surprise: "Me?"
 Xiaoqing nodded: "Yes."
 Hao Mingxing was stunned for a while: "Who wrote a song for me?"
 He knew that since his voice became disabled, the company would no longer waste resources on him. So I was really surprised to hear that someone had written a song specifically for me.
 Xiaoqing shook her head: "I don't know, Mr. Liu didn't say anything."
 Because of Yuan Xiong's special instructions, Wang Mo's entry into the composition department was treated coldly by the company. Except for the employees of the composition department, no one else knew about it.
 After all, firstly, this matter is not honorable, and secondly, it is related to Wang Mo's final face.
 Hearing Xiaoqing's words, Hao Mingxing was stunned again, then nodded and said: "Okay, I understand."
 Finished.
 He stood there in silence for a moment, put the broom in the corner, then straightened his clothes and went to the composition department.
 …
 More than ten minutes later.
 In the conference room of the composition department, Hao Mingxing looked at Wang Mo opposite him, completely confused.
 Or.
 At this moment, Hao Mingxing's head was exploding.
 Wang Mo?
 He wrote himself a song?
 This is simply more ridiculous than losing your voice.
 Bai was shocked.
 Bai was happy.
 Just now, he really thought someone in the composition department had written a song for him.
 Liu Zhengwen coughed, his voice a little embarrassed: "Hao Mingxing, Wang Mo is a composer now. He wrote a song for you to sing. What do you think? Well... the score is here, you can take a look before making a decision. .”
 Hao Mingxing took the music score, but did not read it. Instead, he said: "I have no problem here."
 He felt that he understood what Wang Mo meant.
 Just as Liu Zhengwen thought: two disabled people joined the group to keep warm.
 "good!"
 Liu Zhengwen heard Hao Mingxing's words and clapped his hands: "Wang Mo, since Hao Mingxing agrees to sing your song, I won't get involved in the next thing. You two can discuss it privately."
 He was busy and had no time to waste on the two of them.
 After Liu Zhengwen left.
 Wang Mo then looked at Hao Mingxing seriously.
 He is about thirty years old, but his face is full of vicissitudes of life. There are wrinkles on his forehead that cannot be stretched. His calm eyes seem to be full of stories. His arm muscles are strong and his bronze skin is very different from his pretty face...
 Hao Mingxing came up to meet him and said with a smile: "Wang Mo, I have long admired your name."
 "Ahem, I'm confused."
 Wang Mo spread his hands and pointed at the music score: "Brother Xing, how about we try the music first?"
 "OK."
 Hao Mingxing agreed. From beginning to end, he had a humble smile on his face and was very cooperative throughout the process.
 It wasn't until he saw the song title on the score that he revealed a wry smile that no one noticed: "The title of the song is "It doesn't matter"? It really doesn't matter..."
 soon.
 The two of them arrived at the audition room that Wang Mo had booked earlier.
 "Want to open your voice?"
 Wang Mo asked.
 He knew that singers usually had to open their voices before singing, otherwise their voices would easily get damaged.
 "No need."
 Hao Mingxing shook his head, but explained: "Actually, I hang my voice every morning, but it doesn't matter whether I hang my voice or not."
 Wang Mo asked in surprise: "You still train every day?"
 Hao Mingxing smiled bitterly: "You're used to it, do you think I'm stupid?"
 Silly?
 Wang Mo shook his head: "If the heart is there, the dream is there."
 If the heart is there, the dream is there?
 Hao Mingxing was in a daze.
 Wang Mo raised the USB flash drive in his hand: "I have a good arrangement here, do you want to play it?"
 Only then did Hao Mingxing come to his senses, shook his head and said, "I'll first familiarize myself with the lyrics and music, and sing a cappella a few times to get a feel for it. Finally, I'll match the accompaniment."
 "OK."
 Wang Mo nodded.
 Next, he sat aside and looked at each other.
 He was also a little uneasy and excited in his heart. Although he was sure that Hao Mingxing's voice was most likely suitable for the song "It Doesn't Matter", he was still unsure before the other party actually sang.
 Speaking and singing are completely different.
 Whether you speak well or not has nothing to do with whether you sing well or not.
 Time passed by minute by minute.
 I have to say that Hao Mingxing has a very solid foundation.
 Only half an hour later, Hao Mingxing raised his head: "I can do it."
 "good."
 Wang Mo signaled Hao Mingxing to start singing.
 Gululu~
 cough!
 Hao Mingxing took a sip of water, cleared his throat, and then began to sing a cappella: "It doesn't matter, who will fall in love with whom..."
 Bang!
 The next second, Wang Mo slapped his hand on the table, and the pain was so painful that he almost shouted.
 Hao Mingxing was startled: "Wang Mo, what's wrong?"
 "No...nothing, just keep singing."
 Wang Mo couldn't care less about his red hands at this moment, his heart was beating violently, and his eyes looking at Hao Mingxing were even more intense.
 That’s it!
 Although Hao Mingxing only sang one sentence, Wang Mo's mood had already become agitated. This is it!
 He even heard a bit of the original singing in Hao Mingxing's acapella.
 If coupled with the recording studio equipment and some necessary sound modifications in the later stage, Wang Mo is sure that the final result will not disappoint him.
 After singing a cappella several times, Hao Mingxing has gradually found the feeling and his performance is getting better and better.
 The smile on Wang Mo's face became brighter and brighter.
 "That's it."
 Almost an hour later, Wang Mo stopped Hao Mingxing, who was still singing a cappella over and over again.
 Hao Mingxing hurriedly ran to Wang Mo, rubbing his hands, his face full of embarrassment: "Um...Wang...Mo, my singing didn't scare you, right?"
 He knew that his singing was terrible, and he wanted to slap himself when he heard it.
 Although when he sang the song "It Doesn't Matter" today, Hao Mingxing found that it was completely different from singing before. It seemed to be very smooth, without the dry and dry feeling before. But he just thought it was his illusion.
 "Won't."
 Wang Mo looked at the caution on Hao Mingxing's face and knew that the other party wouldn't believe what he said at this moment.
 So he just said: "Brother Xing, let's go back and get familiar with each other today. We will officially record the song tomorrow."
 Recording a song?
 Hao Mingxing shook his head: "Will the company allow me to be admitted?"
 Wang Mo frowned: "Why not let it go?"
 Hao Mingxing said awkwardly: "It's a waste of resources."
 Recording a song costs a lot of money.
 Wang Mo smiled: "Don't worry, I said I can record it, I can record it!"
 "..."
 Hao Mingxing took a deep breath: "Wang...Brother Mo, if you don't treat me like a useless person, then I will risk my life. I will go all out for the recording tomorrow."
 Why did he suddenly become Brother Mo?
 You are more than ten years older than me.
 Wang Mo said helplessly: "Brother Xing, you'd better call me by my name, and I'll show my age."
 "Okay, Brother Mo."
 "Call Wang Mo."
 "I got it, Brother Mo."
 "..."
 The two came out of the audition room, only to find that the corridor outside was in a commotion.
 After seeing Wang Mo and Hao Mingxing, all the noise stopped abruptly. Most of the people outside were employees of the composition department and vocal music department, and everyone looked at the two of them with wonderful eyes.
 Because Wang Mo asked Hao Mingxing to audition for a song, it had caused a sensation in both departments.
 A mushy little piece of meat.
 A singer with a broken voice.
 How spectacular it is for both disabled people to try out songs!
 "Ah!"
 Wang Mo turned a blind eye and walked through the crowd calmly.
 Behind him, Hao Mingxing picked up the broom again, and the ground he just swept was stained by these guys again.
 Several people shouted:
 "Old Hao, scan here."
 "There's still trash here."
 Hao Mingxing bowed and agreed: "Okay, here we come."
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 The good news is: I’m here for the system. 
 The bad news is: before coming to the system, my house collapsed.
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 [Cute baby + group pet + face slap + five and a half year old boss]
 Five-and-a-half years old, the real daughter of the real daughter with the fate of Tiansha Lone Star, was taken home.
 The Bo family is extremely disgusted:
 “The broom star is back, and in a few days, we will all have to die.”
 “Let her live outside, I will never allow her to step into the house for half a step.”
 “What kind of thing is she! Our daughter is only Xiaoxue!”
 After Bo Ya moved into Bo’s house——
 The old man Bo, who was seriously ill and was afraid that Bo Ya would be bullied, made a miraculous recovery, with a rosy face and an extra twenty years of life would not be a problem!
 The investment failed and faced bankruptcy, but Bo Erye, who maintained Bo Ya everywhere, accidentally pulled a huge investment and made a lot of money!
 Aunt Bo, who had failed to cultivate orchids and wished to apologize to her death, that night, the orchids came back to life strangely, and there were two more pots!
 The Bo family, who ridiculed Bo Ya and lived a more miserable life: “…”
 …
 The top banquet, the gathering of bigwigs in various fields——
 The bosses plopped down and knelt down: Little Highness, why did you come to the world?
 Bo Ya, the little princess of the devil world: Dad is gone, I’m here to find Dad.
 The big bosses are full of fear: … His Majesty the Demon Lord, his old man is also here?
 …
 Although Bo Xue’er is the fake daughter of the Bo family, but at a young age, she is already smart enough to be a monster.
 She is the youngest disciple of the Tianyi Sect, Bai Xue from the Hacker Alliance, and the best student of a well-known piano professor…
 Bo Ya: It’s so miserable, I’m just a useless crow spirit.
 Actually:
 The master of Tianyimen, her apprentice, the hacker alliance she created, and the piano teaching her students, she can save a person with a breath of death.
 The handsome young man with high power and high position curved his lips evilly and hooked his fingers lightly: Come on, take a few more sips from me.
 Thin Bud: “…”
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 Let’s fight! Go! Who am I afraid of with a chip that turns into a brain cell? ! Get promoted and get rich! The nest treasures are all mine!
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 After a car accident, Cheng Xueyi wore a book and became the kind of dead girl who stumbled over the heroine and handed over the room card to the hero.
 As soon as you open your eyes, you will be dissed by the male protagonist. Don’t try to climb high branches.
 Cheng Xueyi decided to follow suit.
 Who cares about climbing high branches? I, the female cannon fodder, want to counterattack online!
 In fact, Ms. Cheng, who is ambitious and idealistic, has also done it.
 After breaking away from her previous life, she was full of European energy all the way, and quickly stepped on the altar in the entertainment circle, followed by a steady stream of peach blossoms.
 The newly-promoted TV Emperor, who is popular in traffic, actually… There is actually the CEO who told her not to think about climbing Gaozhi in the first place?
 small theater: 
 During the shooting of a reality show, the director’s camera swept across Xu Qiyan’s room. 
 On the day the program aired, a careful netizen found out: The cover of the magazine beside the president’s pillow…is it Cheng Xueyi? 
 #The president is actually an idiot# 
 #President Gao Leng’s personality collapsed# 
 Later, Cheng Xueyi and the popular traffic CP were in full swing. One day, Boss suddenly came to the door, pinched her chin, and his voice was low and dangerous: “Didn’t you say you like me?” 
 Cheng Xueyi: ? ? ?
 In particular, the lychee heroine who sprinkles chicken soup on herself X pseudo-high-cold-true East Asian vinegar king president
 Read the guide: 
 1. The male protagonist loves the female protagonist in the early stage, and is a huge pet in the later stage. 
 2. It’s about the illogical dog blood Mary Su Tianwen, who doesn’t like it.
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 In the beginning, he was a security guard, Xiao Xu,
 Later, he became the CEO’s personal bodyguard,
 After that, he became the personal secretary that all the female presidents of the world competed for.
 In the end, everyone called him Mr. Xu.
 As for him, he was the uncrowned king of the mercenary world.
 Xu Qingmo, the King of Mercenaries, had intended to come back to break off the engagement, but he ended up finding a lovely CEO who lost her memory. He ended up protecting the beauty all the way, suffering from the stories of the CEO of Icemountain, the unruly student, the gentle white-collar worker, the mature young woman, and the beautiful star “ravaged”.
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 Qin Yi was smoking a cigarette and humming on the way to deliver food, and was bound by the achievement system inexplicably. 
 Come up is a reward. 
 Supercars, cash, group shares, super estate… 
 “We deliver food all day long, and we get a meager salary for a month of hard work. We only have enough to make ends meet. Don’t even think about raising our family. Hey…” 
 Ruwen, do people say it?
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 Su Qing got a magic pen, and everything he drew and written could come true.
 He immediately drew a beautiful woman, but he forgot to draw the head because he took takeaway. And tonight the girls’ dormitory is haunted…
 The magic pen is based on the wishes of the deceased. As long as he fulfills the wishes of the deceased, he can obtain energy.
 Help Licking Dog complete his last wish to pursue the goddess!
 Help elementary school students complete their last wish to find all the bronze heads of the 12 zodiac signs living abroad!
 Help hikers fulfill their last wish to trek through the Amazon rainforest!
 He fulfilled the strange wishes of the dead to replenish the energy of the magic pen, and then used the magic pen to make waves and turn the world into his shape!
 When a group of intruders tried their best to finally tear the void and land on Blue Star, they were dumbfounded: “Who told me that Blue Star is weak, how to fight this horse?!”
 [This is a sweet and refreshing story. 】
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 Su Wei just woke up and became the villain in the book. The female partner eloped with someone soon after her husband died, leaving her own son and her husband’s six younger siblings.
 Who knows, but was abandoned tragically, the end is miserable!
 But those six younger siblings have become superstars, scientific research magnates, stock speculators, Internet crocodiles…
 When her abandoned son grew up, she became a digital painting genius!
 What’s more terrible is that her husband is not dead at all! ! !
 He just lost his memory, made a fortune in a certain corner, and finally became the official match of the scum heroine!
 Su Weiwei: Eloped? Nothing! Is it not good to be the eldest wife of big brothers, or is it not honorable enough to be a mother of a painting genius?
 No matter how bad, it is necessary to inherit her husband’s inheritance! ! !
 Therefore, Su Weiwei was busy working as a fairy godmother to the seven big brothers in the chronology. 
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 [Broadly Announced]: New article “Husband, your waistcoat is off?” 》For an advance receipt 
 The day of the blind date
 Qi Xiuyuan said: “My parents have died, no car or house, and a monthly salary of 5000, so I can’t give you anything.”
 Lin Yuan laughed: “Coincidentally, my salary is moonlight, my family is poor, and my monthly salary is 1,000 less than yours. I can’t give you anything.”
 The two looked at each other and smiled, and they agreed to get married.
 Until one day three years later
 Lin Yuan’s favorite novel “Toward the Heart” is going to make a movie, and the crew asked her to write lyrics and music for the movie.
 As a fan of novels, Lin Yuan strongly urges to meet with novel authors in order to create better.
 Then, she saw a husband in a suit sitting across from her.
 Lin Yuan found out that the super network writer she fancied, known as China’s first person in science fiction, is her husband who can’t even write love letters.
 Qi Xiuyuan also discovered that his conservative and old-fashioned wife turned out to be the sexy singer who has always been masked and has a hot body.
 So Qi Xiuyuan blocked Lin Yuan in the corner:
 “My wife, you never wear low-cut fishnet stockings in front of me, but you wear them to so many people on TV, eh?”
 Lin Yuan ha ha da:
 “You never talked about love to me, but on the day of 520, you said that the person you love the most is your heroine?”
 Be a conservative and boring wife——→Sexy and enchanting masked singer
 Be a thrifty and old-fashioned husband——→The great writer with over 100 million royalties
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 Friend Qi Xiuyuan said: “Bai Fumei wishing heart looks a bit like your wife.”
 “Impossible, my wife is very conservative. It is absolutely impossible to wear a low-cut outfit, and it is impossible to have a rich father. I know her well.”
 A friend said to Lin Yuan: “Great God Qi Xiu is a bit like your husband.”
 “Impossible, I know my husband. My husband doesn’t know how to write. The first person in science fiction? No way!”
 Later… it smells so good!
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 Shen Xuan, a recent graduate of Suzhou University, gets a system, and he can become stronger after taking a break.
 Rest for ten minutes and get a limited edition super run worth 50 million Bugatti.
 After resting for an hour, he was chased by the eldest escorts from all walks of life.
 Rest for two hours, congratulations, become the richest man in Suzhou and Hangzhou. …
 Rest for n hours, the system, what else, I didn’t get?
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 Yanagawa was helpless, my cultivation talent was really average. 
 You are cultivating, but I am leveling. 
 Every time the host breaks through, the system will be upgraded, bringing new functions. 
 After coming to this world, Liuchuan just wanted to upgrade quietly, but he didn’t want good people to hide even if they wanted to hide. 
 “Soul Lord?” 
 What kind of talent skill is this, Liu Chuan looked at his natural talent and fell into deep thought.
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 Upon awakening, Yue Feng became the owner of a fishing tackle shop on the verge of bankruptcy. The passing gave him an “embarrassing” career and at the same time gave him a system.
 Since then, there has been a small but small The famous fishing tackle shop, with the blessing of the great god of the wai (tong), Yue Feng opened a live broadcast to make the internet popular.
 Traditional fishing? Yue Feng Qixing Piaozha Caodong play fascinating.
 Taiwan fishing? He is a player of the top speed fishing master.
 Luya? Miqiao is just an entry-level, and Mi-grade Silver Dragon is just a dish on the dining table. Dream fish is like a bag for him.
 Sea fishing? He is the heaviest world record holder of the blue-flag golden gun single-tail. This world can make a weather-ridden adult happy like a child.
 There is not much sport. Fishing is one. Let us witness a kai fish ( gua) The rise of the fishing god who reached the peak!
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 "Shen Lang's new movie is about to break through two billion dollars at the box office." 
 "No, why is the box office so high?" 
 "Who knows, his actual performance is good. By the way, I forgot to tell you that your idol is going to cooperate with him again. The producer of "Zhu Xian" has an event. Liuhejing and Zhu Xianjian are back. This time I must grab the Immortal Execution Sword." 
 "No, that's a playboy. Didn't they break up and cooperate? What about her? She didn't care about her boyfriend and broke up again. This playboy is a scumbag." 
 He is a playboy, he is also a trendsetter, and he is a reborn ordinary young man with the addition of an exchange system. He plays with Shen Lang in the entertainment industry. 
 (The old book Guangying Entertainment has more than 3 million words, don’t worry about eunuchs, I only have this novel now, nothing else)
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 Xuan Qing found that there was an immortal cultivation game in his phone that he couldn't uninstall. 
 When he clicked on it with curiosity, he was surprised to find that the treasures and cultivation of the game characters in the game could be brought back to the real world. 
 PS: The only extraordinary on earth, there is no brainless pretentious face-slapping plot. 
 New book release: "I Can Travel Through the Earth"
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