Entertainment: If you asked him to be a star, he'd just want to quit.

After trying to revise it a few times, Li Mingxuan felt that the accompaniment was basically fine, so he decided to leave it as is and then found some paper to copy down the melody.

Then, gather all the information, go to the copyright authentication center, and submit it. The system will prompt you that authentication will take seven days.

Li Mingxuan calculated the dates and found that there was still more than a week before the auditions for "The Rising Star," so there was still plenty of time.

Then, he copied the same few songs he had written down, and by the time he finished, it was already 3 p.m.

With his stomach empty, Li Mingxuan heard a grumbling sound from his rumbling belly. He shook his head with a wry smile, never expecting that he would one day be so engrossed in his work that he forgot to eat and sleep.

Li Mingxuan got up and went into the small kitchen, only to be dumbfounded – there wasn't a single ingredient left in the house.

Left with no other option, Li Mingxuan had to go out to find food.

……

Magic City.

The scene at the Rising Stars competition.

A group of people were busy. The workers were setting up the competition venue, while several people were supervising the work. The leader was a man in his forties with a slightly weathered face and fine lines at the corners of his eyes, like the marks of time, but he had a deep gaze that revealed his composure and wisdom.

He is Han Feng, the chief director of Tomorrow's Star.

He is a director with many years of experience in filming programs and is well-known in the variety show industry. He has worked on nearly a hundred programs of all sizes and produced many well-known shows.

This time, "The Rising Star" is a reality singing competition program that Shanghai TV appointed him to organize.

"Director Han, the station is calling."

At this moment, a female assistant ran over with a phone in her hand and handed it to Han Feng.

"Hello? This is Han Feng."

"Old Han, how's the venue setup going?"

A man's laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"Don't you trust me to handle things? It's progressing smoothly and will be ready in time for the Shanghai selection." Han Feng laughed loudly.

"Okay, the station is taking this competition quite seriously, so you'd better pay close attention!"

"Don't worry! How's the registration process going?" Han Feng said, patting his chest.

"It's still in progress. There are already 300 people registered, and by the deadline, it's estimated that there will be more than 400."

"So many? Don't let them all be just there to fill the seats, right? You must verify everything before sending out invitations! I don't want a bunch of chickens, ducks, cows, and sheep coming, just to taint my ears." Han Feng frowned upon hearing that there were so many people.

In the past, many competition programs have not set any entry requirements in order to increase exposure, resulting in a huge gap in the level of participants, and even some behind-the-scenes manipulations, which led to the program being canceled and unable to continue.

As an experienced director, Han Feng hates this kind of thing happening, so he repeatedly emphasized the threshold conditions.

It is better to have nothing than to have something of poor quality!

"Hey Lao Han, don't you trust me?" came a displeased voice from the other end of the phone.

"Haha, don't worry, don't worry." Han Feng laughed heartily.

"By the way, Lao Han, I've seen quite a few entertainment companies that sponsor us trying to get their people in. You'd better be careful not to offend our big spenders."

"I can't guarantee that. Everything depends on strength. If the people they send aren't strong enough and get eliminated, don't blame me."

"Moreover, whether a contestant can pass the test also depends on the judges' vote!" Han Feng said, his tone slightly somber.

Upon hearing this, the person on the other end of the phone paused slightly, then said, "Of course, but just don't make things too difficult for the investors. You can decide the appropriate level yourself."

"Don't worry, I'm busy here, I'll hang up now." Without giving the person a chance to respond, he hung up the phone and handed it to his female assistant.

"That old Qian, who knows how many bribes he's taken this time, humph!" Han Feng sneered. He despised this kind of person, but he couldn't dismiss him. They had different professions, and besides, the man had connections at the station. Otherwise, he would have been fired long ago for accepting bribes like this!

"Director Han, should we ask the judges to go easy on us?" the female assistant asked as she listened.

She hadn't been with Han Feng for long, so she wasn't very clear about his principles of doing things.

"Don't try to rig things. Let the judges do what they're supposed to do," Han Feng shouted suddenly, his voice so loud it startled his female assistant.

Seeing his female assistant's pale face, Han Feng realized that he had spoken too loudly, so he lowered his voice: "Besides, the judges this time are all prominent figures in the music industry. If we go easy on them, it will be difficult for them to maintain their own image and will also damage their reputation."

"oh, I understand now."

The female assistant nodded, then followed Han Feng to supervise the work.

……

Lin Yue drove to the company, and upon entering, she noticed that the people around her were looking at her with a strange gaze. Some were even whispering and pointing behind her back, which puzzled her for a while.

Could it be that that little devil Zhao Jie has caused some trouble again?

Lin Yue inwardly grumbled, but upon seeing Hu Jiao, she immediately put on her high heels and swayed over with a seductive posture.

"Xiao Hu, what's wrong with them?" Lin Yue asked, puzzled.

"Sister Yue, they all heard that the boss handed Yu Quan over to Zhao Jie, so now no one has high hopes for you," Hu Jiao explained. Just thinking about Zhao Jie's smug and petty face made her angry, and she also felt indignant for Lin Yue.

Yu Quan was a newcomer discovered by Lin Yue from the streets. He has a clear voice. If Lin Yue hadn't happened to meet him singing on a bridge, Yu Quan might still be sleeping on the streets and making a living by singing.

But Yu Quan was just kidnapped like that, without any gratitude whatsoever. In Hu Jiao's heart, he was a complete ingrate.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yue immediately understood why she had been receiving unfriendly stares wherever she went.

"Oh well, it was expected. Anyway, I'll be free in six months."

Seeing Hu Jiao's indignant expression, Lin Yue gave her a comforting smile, which, like the warm winter sun, soothed Hu Jiao's emotions.

"Sister Yue, I want to go with you too. I really can't stand this place for even a day longer," Hu Jiao said angrily, puffing out her round face.

"Okay, I'll definitely take you with me when I leave."

Lin Yue reached out and pinched Hu Jiao's round face. She was quite satisfied with this little follower. In the past two years, the company had not given her any resources, and she had to find them herself from outside. Hu Jiao played the role of the cheerful person by her side, so that she wouldn't be in a bad mood.

Moreover, sometimes in order to secure resources, she would drink with wealthy patrons, and she always needed a close confidant by her side to look after her. Otherwise, with Lin Yue's looks and figure, who knows what bad things might happen to her in this cutthroat industry.