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However, that's reality; it's impossible to satisfy everyone.
Soon, Li Dong was seen walking over.
He clapped his hands and shouted, "Alright, everyone, quiet down for a moment!"
Everyone turned to look at him.
However, his eyes were different. Although Li Dong hadn't been doing this job for long, he had seen quite a few candidates who had failed the exam.
Although I felt really bad, there was nothing I could do.
He perked up and said, "Alright, now I'll read out a few more students' names. These students will come with me to the admissions office in a bit!"
"Qiao Yingzi!"
The first name is Qiao Yingzi, who also ranked first in this winter camp exam.
Because of the rumors between Fang Yifan and her, everyone knows her.
One name after another popped out of Li Dong's mouth!
Everyone's hearts were in their throats.
Because they don't know how many spots are available this time.
For example, Xia Xue is now nervously listening to the names Li Dong read out.
She had just heard her three best friends being called out.
"Song Yun'er, Xia Xue!"
Suddenly, Li Dong called out her name, and her eyes lit up.
Then, he hugged Qiao Yingzi who was next to him and excitedly shouted, "Yingzi, that's great, my name is on it."
Qiao Yingzi smiled and said, "That's wonderful! Next year, the four of us girls can still be together!"
The girls exchanged knowing smiles.
Fang Yifan then shoved his head inside and said with a grin:
"But I'm here for you!"
After reading Xia Xue's name, Li Dong said, "Alright, that's all for now."
Many people's eyes dimmed.
However, Li Dong reassured them, saying, "This is just a small test; there's still the college entrance exam to come."
"So, students who didn't get to read it, don't be discouraged."
"I hope everyone will continue to apply to Nanning University!"
After saying that, he turned to the other twenty people and said, "The students I called, come with me!"
"The rest of you are free to do as you please!"
After saying goodbye to Qiao Yingzi and the others, Fang Yifan planned to go back to his dormitory to catch up on some sleep.
After all, I was really a little sleepy.
Just as he was walking towards his dormitory, he suddenly heard his cell phone ringing.
I see it, caller ID.
Fang Yifan frowned; it was an unfamiliar name.
However, he still answered the phone.
"Hello, who is this?"
All I could hear was a voice on the other end that sounded somewhat excited.
"Hello, are you Mr. Fang Yifan?"
Fang Yifan was a little unhappy when he heard that the other side did not answer him.
However, he still nodded and said, "That's right!"
However, he then asked rather rudely, "May I ask what brings you here?"
The other party seemed to sense the dissatisfaction in Fang Yifan's voice, and then quickly said:
"I am Li Xiangnian, an editor at Apocalypse Music!"
Fang Yifan frowned. He knew that Apocalypse Music was one of the three giants of the world's music platforms.
However, Fang Yifan was more curious about other questions.
He went straight to the other party and asked, "Hello Mr. Li, where did you get my phone number from?"
Li Xiangnian was taken aback for a moment, unlike in the past.
After meeting those new singers and learning that I was an editor at Apocalypse Music.
They would definitely seem very happy, while this one seems a little dissatisfied (for getting away with it)!
Sensing that the other party seemed somewhat dissatisfied, he quickly explained, "Hello, we are contacting Nan University!"
"The admissions office at Nanchang University gave me the number!"
It was indeed given by the director, since he knew Fang Yifan wouldn't get a guaranteed admission spot this time.
Collaborating with Apocalypse using "My Old Classmate" would be a good thing.
Fang Yifan nodded after listening.
Then, as if nothing had happened, he asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Li Xiangnian's lips twitched slightly; this was definitely the most charismatic musician she had ever met.
Actually, it's just that Fang Yifan doesn't care.
How much money can a song make? You can sing it if you want.
If I don't want to sing, I won't sing; I don't want to become a cash cow for the company.
With a smile on his face, Li Xiangnian said, "Hello, we at Tianqi Music have taken a liking to your creative abilities and are extending an offer to sign you!"
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Li Xiangnian's lips curled up slightly, already waiting for Fang Yifan's consent.
After all, many of these musicians hope to be signed.
After all, that's what it means to truly enter the music scene.
Otherwise, he could only be considered a grassroots person!
Just as he was looking forward to it, he suddenly heard Fang Yifan's cold voice.
"I'm sorry, I have no intention of signing a contract."
Li Xiangnian nodded in satisfaction and said, "Okay, since there are no objections, then I'll hand over the contract..."
Halfway through the conversation, I suddenly realized that something seemed off.
Then, their voices cracked as they asked, "What? You're saying you disagree?"
Fang Yifan frowned. Did the person opposite him have a hearing problem?
Still can't understand what you're saying?
He patiently replied, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in signing a contract. I still plan to continue my studies."
Li Xiangnian fell silent for a moment.
He had never encountered such a problem since he became an editor at Apocalypse Music.
All he heard was the person on the other end of the line saying to Fang Yifan, "Mr. Fang, you probably don't understand the music industry!"
"You can continue reading even after you enter the weather music mode."
"Moreover, music revenue is very high."
"You can earn in a year what an average person earns in a lifetime!"
A cold smile appeared on Fang Yifan's lips.
If he were a seventeen or eighteen-year-old, he might actually believe this nonsense.
However, his mental age is already over thirty.
Although making money in music is lucrative, it's mostly the big shots who profit from it.
For musicians at the bottom of society, even making a living is quite difficult.
Fang Yifan's voice turned colder, then he said seriously:
"I'm sorry, I have no interest in the music industry or the entertainment industry. I sing just for fun."
Li Xiangnian was stunned for a moment; the method of using money as a lure was almost always effective.
However, unexpectedly, this time there was an accident.
He finally tried saying, "Why don't you listen to our terms?"
Fang Yifan sneered, shook his head, and said, "Sorry, not interested!"
Just kidding. No matter how much money you have, is it as fun as me collecting rent from an entire building?
Even the cheapest school district housing costs over 10,000 yuan a month.
If we take a conservative estimate, renting out a hundred houses would bring in one million a month.
(aiad) Moreover, very easily.
But if Gui becomes a singer, he'll have to consider other people's opinions.
Fang Yifan was unwilling to earn money on his knees.
Li Xiangnian did not expect the other party to refuse so decisively!
However, he had heard the song "My Deskmate" and thought it was really good; Fang Yifan was simply a genius.
Now, he feels very sorry.
Finally, he frowned and said to Fang Yifan, "Otherwise, you can publish this song on our website."