Mo Xijun raised his hand embarrassedly, as if he was answering a question: "At least three jury members were nominated."

"Yes, yes!" Lu Kang nodded repeatedly, "It's a committee composed of various strong people in the circle, about 1,800 people. Our dad was also a committee member before."

Lu Jian nodded and said, "Well, if you say that, it's quite difficult to be accurate with one star."

"It's not that difficult." Lu Kang knew about it inexplicably, "My colleagues will take care of each other. Who has an artist debuted and helped nominate together, without consuming any resources, and is convenient for people."

"But TF..."

"Sometimes... If the artist is too bad and the company is bad, no one will help you. After all, it is a bad reputation and character. Besides, the only member we are familiar with is Uncle Xing. He originally wanted to help, but he had a big break with TF."

Uncle Xing, whom Lu Kang mentioned, is naturally the veteran musician in the glorious era of the company. This is probably the only strong man in the circle who is willing to help Star Factory, but unfortunately he was driven away by TF.

Hu Congming is really a sin!

Lu Jian thought that he must find an opportunity to apologize. No matter how he looked at it, it would be disrespectful to Xing Factory.

Thinking of this, he took a bite of sweet tofu brain.

What?!

The sweetness did not cover the tofu taste at all, but it was so greasy.

And it’s so sweet that you can’t even add chili peppers. Can this thing be eaten?

Lu Jian pushed away the sweet tofu brain: "Is this what people eat? Lu Kang, please eat it."

"Why do you want it if you don't eat it?"

"Just try."

"Are you cheap?" Lu Kang took over the sweet tofu brain and started eating it with big mouthfuls. "It's obviously delicious."

Lu Kang turned to eat salty tofu brain.

A little? One spoonful, 2/3 tofu brain, 1/3 sauce, and a few spicy oily spots on it.

Put it in and suck it in.

It is smooth and tender, and a little hot. A little soy sauce covers the fishy smell of tofu. The fresh fragrance and a little spicy are combined with the smooth and tender tofu. It can be tasted through without chewing. The taste is just right. It swallows into the stomach and makes the whole person feel warm.

"Is this breakfast?" Lu Jian had already started to take his second bite.

"It's sweet, not bad!" Lu Kang cried and ate the third bowl.

"Okay, it's 9:30." Mo Xijun stood up full of energy, "I'm going to climb the scales with Teacher Luo, and you can compete slowly."

"come on!"

"Don't Brother Jian go and see it? I've made a lot of progress!"

"I can't stand your humor." Lu Jian sucked his tofu brain and said, "I'll go to the recording studio in the morning and prepare your single."

"Cha? Already have a single?"

"It's time for me, my brother is very efficient." Lu Jian said to his younger brother, "I'll take another bowl of salty ones for me."

"Brother? What guy? When did you come?"

"Why don't you talk so much nonsense, just a buddy."

"Don't you eat sweet things, guys?"

"My buddy definitely only eats salty food, otherwise he will break up with friends!"

"narrow."

“This is a principle.”

"Hahaha!" Mo Xijun laughed and evacuated the restaurant.

Stepping into the corridor, she jumped up unconsciously.

It's really a day full of energy. The company with a simple white theme is also good. It's clean and bright. What else should I do?

Starting today, we can finally make music openly. Although the half-year deadline is a bit tight, it is better to try it than stay.

...

Twenty minutes later, Lu Jian picked his teeth and walked into the recording studio with his tofu brain.

A middle-aged man in West Lake was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed and staring blankly. This was originally a normal thing, but this picture contained some strange disharmony.

He was a slightly fat middle-aged man with a lush beard, but his legs were as white and slender as a girl.

This is very terrifying.

"Why did you come?" Seeing that Lu Jian was coming, the middle-aged man in West Lake looked forward. He was about to get up and attack, but he smelled the smell of tofu brain and immediately changed his expression, "I'm waiting to be hungry, come... let it go here."

Lu Jian put down his tofu brain and observed him with his teeth. He could still bear it if he only looked at his upper body.

Could this be like an electronic pet? Can you accumulate experience through eating?

Mr. West Lake had already started to eat, completely ignoring what he wanted to say before.

Lu Jian finally had the leisure to turn on his phone. He had never seen it since because of Qiao Qiao's incident yesterday.

The theme interface of "Entertainment Star Factory" has undergone a slight change. Among the four avatar frames vacant in the center of the screen, two of them have already had famous flowers and owners, and some information is reflected on the avatar at the same time.

For example, Mo Xijun's avatar shows [Training...] on the upper left, and a dotted line is displayed on the lower right. I believe there is also a set of evaluation methods for artists in the game. Although Mo Xijun's singing skills have improved, there is still not a single star.

Looking at Qiao Qiao again, it shows that [in creation...], there is also no star rating.

Lu Jian realized that this game is really a bit anti-human. If you do this, can the artist be lazy and can't hide it from the boss?

For example, Mr. West Lake, he is just lazy! You can see it intuitively on the list of creators on the right side of the screen.

Open [Project Planning] again, and a new information pop-up window appears immediately.

【Song creation is completed!】

【Lv.1 Mr. West Lake experience value: 13/50.】

【Song original rating…】

Lu Jian had no time to react, and the stars had already started popping up, as if the game itself would also give the work a rating.

Song creation is never a stable thing. Due to the different abilities and styles of the creators, the same creative experience may give birth to completely different original songs.

The quality of the original song is naturally the top priority of musical works. Although art is a subjective thing, game ratings will definitely have reference value.

From one star to six stars, how far can Mr. West Lake do the original song?

This time, Lu Jian was basically not nervous. He believed that Mr. West Lake was very stable and hoped that this would be the case...

【☆!】

Half a star popped up like this.

A blast.

【★!】

Turned into a star.

【★☆!】

One and a half, is there any?

【★★!】

It's so fun.

【★★☆!】

Enough.

【★★★!】

Still continuing?

【★★★☆!】

It should be very powerful, so I'll make up for a four-star game.

Unfortunately, when I hit it here, my stamina was slightly insufficient. The half star was blowing hard, but it just couldn't be blown out.

【★★★★!】

Explode instantly!

Then the four stars flashed together, indicating that the rating was completed, and the evaluation information was given here-

[Song Evaluation: Compared with the original work, Mr. West Lake has added more soft elements. Although it is pretentious, it is more pleasant and touching than the original song.]

【Singing needs change!】

[Singer needs: appearance > 80↓(-5), singing skills > 35↑(+10)]

[In addition to voice, there are higher requirements for breath and more artistic conception of the song, which reduces the requirements for appearance.]

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Chapter completed!