Chapter 117: A major news story that shook the entire music scene!

"I actually... did it..."

Murong Xue's eyes were red with excitement. Although she hadn't finished singing a whole song just now, she was pleasantly surprised to find that her state had returned.

"Record it again, remember to look at the camera this time."

Xu Tian waved his hand, signaling the tuner to continue playing the accompaniment.

This last time, Murong Xue recorded very smoothly.

Even the tuner, who had never thought highly of her, looked at her with new eyes.

"Let's take a break. There are other things this afternoon. You go to the employee market to have lunch first."

Xu Tian threw a towel to Murong Xue.

Murong Xue, who came out of the recording studio, had red eyes, and tears were swirling in her eye sockets.

This morning, she had experienced the great ups and downs of her life, and now that she had finally relaxed, inexplicable emotions swept over her like a tide.

She wasn't feeling aggrieved because of Xu Tian's reprimand; rather, she felt a sense of relief at having survived a disaster.

"Why are you crying?"

Xu Tian was taking Murong Xue to the employee cafeteria when he accidentally looked back on the way and saw Murong Xue's red eyes. "Do you think I was too harsh?"

"No, not at all!"

Murong Xue hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes. "I know you're doing this for my own good."

"As long as you understand."

Xu Tian actually didn't have much experience dealing with girls, and he was afraid that he had been too hasty just now and left some bad impression on Murong Xue. However, Murong Xue's ability to withstand pressure was even better than he had expected.

"By the way, can you dance?"

When they arrived at the cafeteria, Xu Tian ordered two set meals. While waiting for the food, he asked Murong Xue.

Murong Xue replied, "I learned a little classical dance when I was a child, but I stopped learning after I entered middle school."

"I've signed you up for dance classes. There will be professional teachers to teach you, and gymnastics, combat—you need to learn a little bit of everything. I don't require you to be proficient, but at least you need to look like you've learned dance in terms of temperament."

"Mm-hmm..." Murong Xue nodded repeatedly, then suddenly realized something and widened her eyes in surprise: "Com, combat?"

"Self-defense." Xu Tian smiled and tapped Murong Xue's head. "Next time you get bullied, hit back yourself. Although I'm your agent, I can't guard you like a mother hen forever."

"Understood..."

Murong Xue's face was a little red, and she quickly lowered her head to shovel food.

"And during this time, you can just rest assured and follow the teachers to learn. Don't pay attention to the gossip in the company. Since I said I would lead you, I will naturally fight for the best opportunities for you."

"Thank you, Mr. Xu." Although Murong Xue didn't understand Xu Tian's intention in having her record an old song and learn dance, she was willing to listen to his arrangements.

"Don't call me Mr. Xu; it's too distant. I'm older than you, so you can just call me Xu Ge."

"Okay, Xu Ge." The blush on Murong Xue's face hadn't faded yet, but she still nodded obediently.

Xu Tian looked at her like this; she looked exactly like the little rabbit he had raised when he was a child.

However, he also knew that in time, Murong Xue would definitely become a hot new star in the Huaxia music scene.

By then, she wouldn't be the little pitiful person who could be bullied by anyone.

For the next half month, Murong Xue attended classes on time every day according to the schedule Xu Tian had arranged for her.

In addition to learning dance and combat, she also had to take some vocal classes, and Xu Tian even hired a violin teacher to teach her the violin.

Murong Xue's time was fully packed; she left at seven every day and didn't finish class until the neon lights were lit.

However, Murong Xue didn't feel tired; instead, she liked this fulfilling life very much.

Everyone at Qingguo Music knew that Xu Tian had taken Murong Xue into the recording studio, and they all thought they would have some big moves.

But apart from having Murong Xue record an old song, there was no other news.

Some people couldn't help but speculate: could it be that he wanted Murong Xue to be a "recycled product" and participate in a talent show again?

Talent shows were popular a few years ago, and there really were washed-up artists who became famous again through talent shows.

However, the dividends of talent shows had long been divided up in the past two years. Plus, the Ministry of Culture issued a statement this year explicitly prohibiting fan circle fundraising, which led to investors in talent shows withdrawing their capital one after another. Artists who debuted through talent shows were also in a gap, unable to make much of a climate.

Even for trainees at Qingguo Music, the company tended to keep those with good qualifications to debut directly, and only those who were mediocre would try to hype them up and send them to participate in shows.

If Murong Xue also went to participate in a talent show, let alone whether she could debut, her reputation would plummet.

It was very likely that even the goodwill of passersby accumulated when she first debuted would be completely squandered.

Therefore, during this time, the eyes of the artists in the company when looking at Murong Xue always carried some schadenfreude and sympathy.

After all, if Murong Xue debuted again through a talent show, she would be their junior. They would have even more capital to show off in front of this bumpkin.

Half a month later, in the largest office on the top floor of the company.

Du Xiaowei was leaning back in his boss chair with his legs crossed, chewing on a cigarette.

"Any movement from that girl Murong Xue these past two days?"

A middle-aged man dressed in a rustic style hurriedly replied: "Wei Ge, you don't need to worry about her affairs. She's taking classes in the company every day, and she still doesn't have any appointments."

"Xu Tian is just a newcomer. Where would he have any good resources in his hands? As long as you don't let go, no matter how much Murong Xue struggles, she won't be able to escape your palm!"

"That's what you say, but you can't relax your vigilance. Keep a close eye on that side for me." Du Xiaowei warned the middle-aged man with a glare.

"Understood! Understood!"

The middle-aged man nodded and bowed: "But Wei Ge, you really don't need to be so painstaking for a newcomer. That Xu Tian is just a greenhorn. He has no experience in the entertainment industry and no connections. What does he have to compare with you?"

"Although he was personally appointed by Guo Zong, it won't be long before Guo Zong realizes that our Qingguo Music still needs you, Wei Ge, to preside over the overall situation."

This flattery made Du Xiaowei quite satisfied. He comfortably snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray, and then, as if thinking of something, asked again: "What about Nie Jingjing?"

"She hasn't been making much of a fuss during this time, and I've already had the PR department send out water armies to whitewash her. It won't be long before everyone forgets those negative news items about her."

"When the time comes, we'll arrange a few red carpets for her and buy a few articles about her crushing others, which will guarantee her value will reach a new level."

"Fine, just do as you say." Du Xiaowei nodded perfunctorily.

Nie Jingjing was already a popular female star, and she had a background at home, so she didn't need him to worry about her every day.

Just as Du Xiaowei was looking forward to Murong Xue not making a name for herself under Xu Tian and coming back to beg him, Murong Xue had just returned home and swiped to a major news story that shook the entire music scene! ===== CHAPTER 118 =====