Today The Manager is Also Very Kind Ch. 11
As soon as Xin Nanyi returned home, he found the precious violin in a small warehouse on the second floor of the villa. The violin box had been covered with a thick layer of dust and scratches, but there was nothing wrong with the violin inside, but the sound may not be so accurate. It's necessary to adjust the tone or change the strings. These were the things that Qin Wenlou should worry about.
Xin Nanyi wiped the dust on the case with a rag and put it on the table.
His housemaid, Mother Yuan, had done all the housework and left. There was only one person left in the house, but there were two bodyguards on duty outside.
He turned on the computer and got a general idea of all the major events and trifles that had happened in the entertainment circle in the past five years. Then he added a senior gossip WeChat account he remembered and he used the money to buy some non-public things in the circle.
The identity of this senior gossip account was somewhat mysterious. Nobody knew his true identity, nor did many people knew his existence. But he was the one who had the most private information, the most real materials and the most sensitive information in the circle. Xin Nanyi was also able to reach this person by chance after attained a certain height in his previous life.
Xin Nanyi put 20 Million Yuan into his account and got a large file that he packed and compressed. The material in it was very abundant and explosive. Each of them had the ability to test the running function of Weibo after it burst out.
Xin Nanyi nodded as he browsed, which the 20 Million was not only worthy but also earned it.
The prompt of the WeChat message sounded and Xin Nanyi opened the message, the gossip man sent him a messageー [How's my material?]
[Very good, very worthwhile.] Xin Nanyi replied him.
[That's right. I know from the information you asked for that you have a good sense of smell. You must have been in this circle for years. Who the hell are you? The big guys in the entertainment circle are my WeChat friends. I don't know who you are. Who are you?]
[A little cute newbie.] Xin Nanyi sell meng.
(TN: Adorable (loanword from Japanese 萌え moe, slang describing affection for a cute character).)
[Blerrgh... I don't believe that it's impossible for a new person to ask those questions, buy that material from me, or even know my existence. Who the hell are you?]
Xin Nanyi was not amused, he couldn't say he's Ji Bu whose soul returned from the dead.
He thought for a moment and then sent a message, [Who are you then?]
[Didn't it said before the transaction that you can't ask the details or the source?]
[You just remember it.]
[Pfff... you're tricking me.]
[Yes.] As soon as Xin Nanyi looked at his less serious words, a sense of familiarity sprang up in his heart.
[Well, if you don't tell me, I'll check it myself! Hmph!]
[Sure.] As soon as Xin Nanyi finished the dialogue, he continued to look at the file package. He didn't mind the gossip man's checking about him. Anyway, no matter how much he checked, he's now just Xin Nanyi, a rich second-generation man who had nothing but money.
Xin Nanyi ran for an hour before went to bed, then soaked in a bath and applied a mask. This was what he does every day. He could hardly stand his ugly appearance.
The next day, Xin Nanyi drove to the company again. When he went to the practice room, Q&P had already practiced in the practice room.
Now they were practicing their only album, the title song, "the dance of love story". The dance of this song was so well practiced that they could jump out with their eyes closed and change the formation correctly.
When they finished dancing for a rest, they found Xin Nanyi sat on a stool beside the door and looking at them.
They reflexively stepped back.
"Nan Ge, what are you doing here?" Qiao Cheng asked.
"Um." Xin Nanyi nodded, "You dance well. Try for the accompaniment later, and try to sing and dance at the same time."
Xin Nanyi crossed his legs, folded his hands on his knees, and looked at them calmly.
Qiao Cheng bit her lower lip obscurely and clapped his hands, "Guys, let's gather round. We'll play the accompaniment in a moment. Everyone will dance and sing as if they were on the stage."
The eyes of others flickered, and the various small movements on their hands revealed their nervousness.
"Relax, take out your best side. I'll watch from the back." It's also possible to see through the mirror at the back.
"Yes." The crowd responded.
As the accompaniment sounded, Q&P began to practice just like performing on stage. Several of them even circled their hands in a circle, pretending to be holding the microphone.
Xin Nanyi took out a little book and pen out of nowhere and began to assess their abilities one by one.
In the whole group, the best singer was Qi Chaohan. She had groped out her own set of singing skills. This set of singing skills had a good effect, but it would hurt her throat. If the people in the industry listen more, they would feel uncomfortable. Her voice was clear, the low voice had a hazy airy feeling, and her high pitch was comfortable and powerful.
In terms of dancing, there was no weakness in this group, but when looked closely, Zhao Yanyuan had the best grasp of the angle and rhythm when dancing. Which was very impressive, but it always gave people the feeling of using too much force, she kept her chest straight, just like to bulged out her chest. It's amazing when he first saw it, it's strange to looked at it more, and it's not natural enough.
He didn't know whether they were too nervous. Their faces have always kept only one expression, and their smiling faces were almost stiff. Both stage expression and stage presence should be strengthened.
After sang the song, Xin Nanyi nodded a little. It seemed that they had not practiced in vain in the past two years. He didn't say anything about it, but at least they wouldn't make a fool of it.
Just lack of guidance for a long time, their singing methods were sole, and their singing skills were uneven. If they were changed to songs that were not familiar enough to practice, they were expected to collapse.
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