You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

[Li Wanhe: What are you afraid of? This picture will disappear on its own in a minute.]

After seeing this message, Song Buci breathed a sigh of relief, as if everything was fine.

Then she clicked on the picture and took a closer look. Ahem, cough, cough, I have to say that the system’s figure is really great.

[Song Buci: What's the meaning of sending these pictures?]

Li Wanhe: Show off, because I've replaced you. Shen Yanzhou will only hate you now.

[Li Wanhe: Just as you wished, Shen Yanzhou's favorability towards you has reached -50.]

Li Wanhe: Congratulations.

[Song Buci: Thank you. It's my honor to be hated by him.]

[Song Buci: Congratulations on your success in winning over Shen Yanzhou. Try your best to complete the task of having a child.]

Seeing this sentence, Li Wanhe suddenly remembered.

There is indeed a mission to give birth to a child for Shen Yanzhou.

She raised her hand and touched her belly. The slightly bulging belly was the result of the man's efforts.

In that case, let’s have one.

When they arrived at the studio, Song Buci didn't bother to pay attention to Li Wanhe. She would be responsible for any consequences of anything she did.

It's none of her business.

Others came one after another, and today Zhou Yike Wen Xunian also appeared among them.

Song Buci frowned, walked up to Wen Xunian and asked, "You should be going to class today, not practicing here!"

Seeing her serious expression, Wen Xuyan quickly explained, "I'm taking a leave of absence from school."

"Besides, my grades are ridiculously bad. Even if I study every day, I can't improve them."

So I just dropped out of school and focused on practicing the violin.

Wen Lenian is so smart, why is his younger brother so bad at studying?

"That won't work either. You'll do even worse on the exam if you continue like this!" Song Buci was still angry.

I felt that he treated the important turning point in his life as if it were a game of house.

"I signed up for the arts exam..." Wen Xuyan continued, "I plan to pursue a career in music."

"Then your cultural score won't work either."

Wen Xuyan thought about it and realized that this was indeed a fatal flaw.

Chu Yue, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said at this time: "Sister Song, I will tutor him."

"My grades are okay, so I can review some of his lessons while I'm teaching him."

Chu Yue is a top student, number one in the class, and also one of the first or second in the grade.

It’s totally fine for her to give Wen Xuyan extra lessons.

Liang Si also said at this time: "I can also help."

Wen Xuyan looked at the two of them and felt very happy.

With them around, I think Sister Song has no reason to say anything about him.

Mu Qing smiled and said, "I used to be a teacher, so I can teach you."

Seeing them like this, Song Buci just let him do what he wanted.

But I still set a rule for him to take an exam every month, and if his performance dropped compared to before, he would be doomed.

Wen Xuyan quickly assured him that he wouldn't.

Seeing his attentive smile, several people found it a little funny.

In the end, Song Buci was too lazy to say more to him. He stood up, clapped his hands, and let everyone go practice.

After practicing until noon, everyone went to eat. When we were about to leave the studio, a man wearing a suit that didn't fit him well stood in front of the studio door.

This boy looks a little immature, like he has just entered society.

He asked timidly, "Excuse me, is this the Phoenix Band?"

When they heard the sound, several people turned around quickly, and Song Buci stopped locking the door.

She looked at the boy and nodded, "Yes."

"I'm here for an interview," the boy said. "I saw online that you were hiring a conductor."

"Yes, I'm hiring here." Song Buci nodded, "If you want to come in, we have to test your ability."

"Sure!" The boy nodded immediately after hearing this.

The orchestra door, which was about to close, was reopened. Wen Xuyan stood aside, looking at the boy with a childish face, and asked, "How old are you?"

"I'm 23 years old." The boy smiled shyly, "I just graduated this year."

"Oh." Wen Xuyan understood. He had heard from his elder brother that the employment situation this year was not good, and the number of interns recruited by his family's company from campus was half of what it used to be.

"Then you must work hard!" Wen Xuyan encouraged.

Song Buci brought a box to the boy and said to him, "Take a draw and then you can lead us to play a song."

The boy nodded and reached out to draw one.

It's the song "Jasmine Flower".

It’s a very simple piece of music, and everyone present can play it.

Everyone sat on the chairs, and Song Buci opened the door of the practice room and sat inside.

The boy stood on the square platform, holding the baton and getting into position, chanting: "Three, two, one, go!"

The boy waved his baton and began to lead everyone to play to the beat.

He had no sheet music in front of him and relied entirely on his memory.

After the song ended, Song Buci thought it was pretty good, but he wanted to ask the other two for their opinions.

Song Buci said to the boy, "Please sit down and wait for a moment. Let's chat."

After saying that, he called Liang Si and Mu Qing into the office.

After entering, I asked, "What do you think of him?"

"He has some strength." Mu Qing said, "He can accurately direct us to play even without the music sheet. It would be even better if he had the music sheet."

Liang Si nodded and then said, "However, the song 'Jasmine Flower' is very simple and cannot detect whether he has a stronger power."

"Then add another game?" Song Buci asked after hearing this.

"Okay." Liang Si nodded, "Let's get a medium-level one. This way we can know their strength."

"Row."

After the three of them finished their discussion, they left the office. "Your ability is still good, but you need to play one more game," Song Buci said, standing in front of the boy.

The boy smelled it and nodded immediately, "Sure!"

So everyone sat down and started playing.

There was still no sheet music this time, but the boy was able to conduct the entire piece calmly.

Song Buci nodded in satisfaction, but still pulled them both in to discuss.

After the discussion, all three of them decided to hire him.

Song Buci walked out of the office and came to the boy, then smiled and stretched out his hand to him: "Welcome to join our band."

"Hello, my name is Song Buci."

The boy hurriedly shook Song Buci's hand, saying thank you all the time, and then hurriedly introduced himself: "My name is Yang Jiayao."

"Welcome Yang Jiayao!" Everyone cheered.

Yang Jiayao looked at them welcoming him and the smile on his face never stopped.

Great! I finally found a job.

Because of this little episode, Song Buci took everyone downstairs to eat.

Yang Jiayao was also called over. He wanted to refuse, but was dragged away by Wen Xuyan.

"You have to work at noon and there is no time for you to rest." Wen Xuyan said.

"It's definitely not good to practice on an empty stomach." Chu Yue next to him said with a smile.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Wen Xuyan immediately rummaged through his schoolbag. Seeing his action, Chu Yue immediately slid her wheelchair and tried to run away.

In the end, I didn't run away.