I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

Director Wei turned to look at Xiao Wei, "Why isn't she on the list you gave me?"

Xiao Wei shrugged. "You can't blame me for this. Her previous winning songs were K-POP dance songs or pop songs. How could I have known she could also write ancient style songs?"

Ancient style songs are so difficult to write, only one survives.

It's so easy for Nichimen to come up with this, he's really a genius.

Director Wei patted Xiao Wei's desk and said, "Go contact her, right now. I want her to write the theme song. If she can't find someone, don't come back."

"Got it, I'll go right away."

Xiao Wei stood at attention, saluted, grabbed the melon seeds on the table and put them in his bag, then ran out with his cell phone.

-

Manchester International Academy of Music.

The serious and energetic principal and vice principal were walking on the campus when suddenly a melodious music came into their ears.

The principal subconsciously grabbed the student who was about to pass by him.

The student was grabbed by the arm by the principal and turned half a circle. He was scared to death. He was even more terrified when he saw that the person in front of him was the principal.

"Principal, I was wrong. I didn't do anything today! We should be united and friendly, and respect our teachers..."

The student put his hands together and raised them above his head, muttering to himself.

"Don't do this useless stuff." The principal waved away the hand above his head and asked bluntly, "Who wrote this song?"

"Ah?" The student was confused, breathed a sigh of relief, and blurted out,

"Himitsu-sama, this song was written by Himitsu-sama."

"Who is Mr. Rimen?" the principal asked seriously.

The student hurriedly took out his cell phone and handed the variety show that was playing on it to the principal.

Pointing at the person on the phone screen.

"That's her. She's the Himitsu-sama."

"What show is this?"

After the principal asked, the student answered excitedly:

"'Music Dream Breakthrough' is a music variety show on Empire. Rimen is a contestant. She wrote this song in just 10 minutes. It's amazing!"

A genius-level figure, an object of lifelong admiration.

He also studied music, but he couldn't hold back a fart for ten months.

People are more infuriating than people.

"What? You said this song was written in ten minutes?

"The principal looked at the student's mobile phone screen in disbelief, his eyes shooting lasers as if to shoot through the screen.

This song is amazing, with a novel style and profound lyrics. How could it be created in just 10 minutes?

In his opinion, it would take at least ten years to polish such an exquisite and beautiful song.

Could it be that this person is a monster?

Seeing the principal look shocked, as a die-hard fan of Nippon Men's, I felt a sense of pride in my heart.

He introduced the Japanese version to the principal in a torrent of words.

"Our Japanese host is so amazing! She's become the ultimate variety show queen! Those contestants are so weak that they don't even dare to challenge her..."

The principal listened quietly to the students' introductions and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Isn’t he the big devil?

This strength is so terrifying.

After bidding farewell to the students, the vice-president accompanied the principal and interrupted the principal's deep thoughts.

"The principal is such a talented person. If he were to be a teacher at our college, wouldn't we have a chance to win the world's number one ranking in next year's selection?"

Every year in the World Music Academy selection, they are always inferior to the first place in the faculty column, so they always come in second place.

The principal seemed to be enlightened and clapped his hands together. "Go find someone to contact. I will personally invite this Japanese mian to be a visiting professor at our Manchester International Conservatoire."

"We'll have to give it our all for the first place in next year's selection."

The principal clasped his hands tightly together.

It's time to change the position of the world's number one music school.

-

In an abandoned factory in the western suburbs.

A black cloth bag was put on Ding Kai's head, and his hands and feet were tied together with plastic ties, leaving purple marks.

He couldn't see, and he stumbled forward as someone grabbed his collar and dragged him forward, howling loudly, "Who are you? Why are you tying me up? Help!"

"I'm just an ordinary citizen. Do you want money? I'll give you all my savings, and you'll let me go."