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Chapter 1

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In April, the air was filled with the scent of heather.

The atmosphere at Chao Yang Entertainment was somewhat tense.

"How can they suddenly say minors can't participate in auditions!"

"Damn! Out of our five trainees, only one is left!"

"Oh! There's nothing we can do, we have to follow the policy! We need to think of a solution quickly!"

"What can we do? We've already spent so much money, if no one goes, the company will suffer a huge loss!"

"Who among the company's trainees still meets the standards?"

"Only Qi Ji is left!"

"Then let him go!"

"But..."

"But what?"

"He only signed an internship contract with the company last week, he hasn't had any formal training... and he's from the composition department, his singing and dancing skills are basically zero..."

"Go! Just go and see what happens!"

At this moment, everyone in the meeting room turned their gaze to a young man named Qi Ji, who was sitting in the corner.

...

Qi Ji rubbed his face, trying to digest the vast amount of memories in his mind.

There were two sets of memories merging in his mind.

One was the memory of Qi Ji, a 36-year-old man from Earth.

The other was the memory of Qi Ji, a 21-year-old man in this world.

The information was overwhelming.

If this continues, his mind might burst!

This world was largely similar to his previous life, but the course of history had taken a different turn a few decades ago.

Therefore, many cultural products, such as songs and movies, were different from his previous life.

On Earth, Qi Ji was a well-known music producer in the industry.

With over a decade of experience, his works had made many people famous.

However, he himself was rarely known.

He was called a behind-the-scenes mogul in the industry.

Many people said that if Qi Ji were a bit more attractive, he would have been a sensation in the industry.

After all, the entertainment industry is ultimately a place where appearance matters.

Although Qi Ji was very talented, he never managed to stand in the spotlight due to his looks.

But Qi Ji always had a dream of standing in the spotlight.

After accepting the fact that he had been transported to this world, Qi Ji's first thought was:

"Damn! There are still so many files on the computer that I haven't deleted!"

In this world, Qi Ji was strikingly handsome. He was currently a third-year student in the composition department at Chao Yang Film Academy.

A week ago, he had come to Chao Yang Entertainment for an interview in the composition department and successfully signed an internship contract.

And today was his first day of work.

...

Qi Ji was led to a large meeting room by a lady in black stockings and sat in the corner.

A group of people were having a heated discussion.

After listening for a few minutes, he understood the situation.

The domestic two major video platforms, in collaboration with ten entertainment companies, had jointly created a program called "Born Idol."

100 trainees were competing for 10 debut spots.

However, just as the program was about to start, a problem arose.

A new policy was issued, prohibiting anyone under 18 from participating in various entertainment programs!

As a result, nearly a third of the 100 trainees originally selected by the companies were under 18 and could no longer participate in the program!

Chao Yang Entertainment suffered the most, with only one out of five trainees remaining!

This program was jointly created by 10 entertainment companies.

There was a contract stipulating that each company must send trainees, and the number must not be less than 2.

Otherwise, they could not participate in the program's revenue sharing!

Therefore,

Chao Yang Entertainment had to find a way to send one more person to the program, even if it meant凑数 (making up the numbers)!

During the discussion, everyone's gaze finally fell on Qi Ji.

As the company's only trainee who met the criteria, even though he was just a composition trainee, he could still participate!

In the meeting room, everyone looked at Qi Ji ambiguously.

Boss Wang Chaoyang, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looked at Qi Ji with deep meaning: "Little Qi, you have quite good luck! You know about the 'Born Idol' program, right? You just joined the company, and such a big opportunity is right in front of you! Go and show your face!"

Qi Ji, upon hearing this news, was not particularly moved, but he still said seriously: "Thank you, boss, I will do my best."

Next, in the office, a group of people began to explain Qi Ji's current situation.

"This program is actually very important to the company's strategy."

"But you don't have to worry, you're just there to make up the numbers, to show the company's spirit!"

"Everyone knows your singing and dancing skills are not good, it's okay, just go, even if you get eliminated in the first round, it's fine!"

"Do you have any original songs? The company's copyright department has bought some, if you don't have any, take one to participate in the first episode."

"Rest assured, just showing your face is a win!"

As long as 2 people participate, Chao Yang Company can share in the revenue.

The initial investment won't be wasted.

Moreover, Chao Yang Entertainment's true ace trainee was over 18 and was still in the program!

He had the ability to compete for the C position.

So at this moment, all that was needed was for Qi Ji to participate in the program.

As for what happens after that, it wasn't important.

In short, Qi Ji was just there to make up the numbers!

While Qi Ji was digesting this information, a sudden "ding" sounded in his mind.

"Ding... binding the entertainment system..."

"Binding successful."

In front of Qi Ji, a panel appeared. He had been transported to this world, and there was a system!

Name: Qi Ji.

Singing: 61.

Lyric Writing: 79.

Composition: 81.

Dancing: -10.

Cultural Influence: 0.

Other: Unlocked.

His lyric writing and composition skills were quite excellent, after all, Qi Ji in his previous life was an outstanding creator.

But what did the negative score in dancing mean!?

Qi Ji asked the system about his doubts: "System, is there a problem with your data? My dancing, even if it's bad, should be zero, not negative!"

System: "Host, just like some people's singing can be deadly, your dancing is also..."

Qi Ji: "..."

The mechanical voice of the system continued: "System binding successful, please claim the beginner reward."

"Claim!" Qi Ji muttered.

"Congratulations, host, you have successfully claimed three bronze treasure chests."

This is interesting.

Qi Ji quickly opened one of the treasure chests.

"Congratulations, host, you have obtained a beginner singing skill book."

At this moment, a secretary in black shook Qi Ji's shoulder.

"Hey! Qi Ji! Are you stunned?"

Boss Wang Chaoyang slightly raised his chin at Qi Ji and said: "Go back and pack your bags, report to the program team tomorrow!"

"But before you go... Li, Qi Ji is your person, take him to the composition department to get a new song for the first episode!"

After saying goodbye to the people in the meeting room, Qi Ji followed the head of the composition department, Old Li, to the composition department.

Old Li opened the computer, entered the password, and then Qi Ji saw many folders of unpublished new songs.

"The company has quite a few songs in stock, from top creators, first-rate, second-rate, ha ha, you shouldn't even think about these songs... this one, it's not bad, take it to the first stage. Don't worry, it's just a formality! After it's over, come back to the composition department and practice composing!"

Old Li selected a song for Qi Ji. After glancing at the sheet music, Qi Ji knew it was quite average.

So he said: "Minister Li, I actually have my own original song."

Qi Ji picked up a pen from the desk and was about to write.

Old Li waved his hand and said: "You have your own? Fine, then take your own song."

"Minister, you won't check it?"

"It's fine, just go and show yourself." Old Li didn't care about Qi Ji's own work.

After all, a new person in the composition department, what kind of work could he produce? Old Li had a clear idea.

Qi Ji had just written five words on the paper, "Young China Speaks," and stopped when he heard Old Li's words.

Although he had to go, in everyone's eyes, he was just a one-episode participant.