A young female committee member stood up immediately: "Just yesterday, I was scolded by my niece. She was only 5 years old. She knew that I was working here. She always thought she was proud, but yesterday she scolded me for not understanding music. I, a master's degree from the Central Conservatory of Music, was scolded by a child like this, but I know that she was not scolding me wrong!"

Young people are not as patient as middle-aged people. Their enthusiasm has not been completely extinguished, and Mu Xianxue reignited these things.

"This is worthy of you." Mu Xianxue finally put down her hand, threw away the tissue, and also threw away the Korean, "Let's go."

"Let's go..." Wu Yong stepped forward and helped Han Wen up.

Korean had no brains and could only pick up his teacup and notebook in a mess.

He was supported and walked out step by step. Even if he didn't have to look, he could feel those critical gazes. Mu Xianxue not only used a series of means to touch the top leaders, but also successfully ignited the anger of the grassroots...

When he reached the door, Han Wen turned around sadly and looked at his colleagues who shared the same hatred.

"Everyone...be careful...she..." Han Wen raised his hand and pointed at Mu Xianxue, "Anyway...it's right not to believe her too much, keep your judgment..."

People couldn't help but look more contemptuous and ironic.

Han Wen didn't say anything more and finally stepped out of the conference room.

After leaving that room, I felt much more relaxed in an instant.

"Thank you, thank you." He bowed slightly and held Wu Yong's hand. At this point, Wu Yong's attitude made him grateful.

"It's okay, I may be here to accompany you in a while." Wu Yong also held Han Wen's hand with a sympathy, "It's going to be messed up..."

"You feel it too?"

"Yeah." Wu Yong looked to the conference room, "I always thought that Xianxue was just stubbornly inheriting the legacy of her father... but recently...hey, let's not talk about it."

Wu Yong shook his head, no longer thought about it, and asked, "There is something I have been unable to understand... I understand Qianjin Entertainment, but Xing Factory... Is it necessary to be so arrogant? Is it okay to arrange a recommendation seat for them?"

Han Wen smiled bitterly, waved his hand, and left.

Try to be fucking scolded like that!

In the conference room, Mu Xianxue is already announcing a new temporary system.

"It's been too long, and you may have forgotten it. I'll reiterate the principles of the new song chart."

"One, promote beautiful songs."

"Second, support fresh blood."

“Three, show a variety of music.”

"In view of this, in the future recommendation arrangements, we will try our best to follow the 3-1-1 principle, with 3 positions for popular songs, 1 position for newcomers, and niche music."

"In the future, please pay every committee member to listen to every song on the charts attentively, and conduct secret ballots based on the 311 principle 12 hours before the charts change, so as to determine the recommended position arrangement."

“The Chairman has the right to make a recommendation change on the voting results.”

"If the recommended song fails to top 5 for three consecutive periods, the chairman will resign."

"That's all." Mu Xianxue sat down, "Let's discuss it."

Everyone immediately fell into an excited discussion.

“I like the 311 principle.”

"I think we should vote by name, and everyone is responsible for the votes in hand."

"The Chairman's resignation... Isn't this too serious? And will the superior agree?"

"Try it first and see what the effect is."

After thinking about it, Wu Yong suddenly covered his chest and stood up "weak": "I feel suddenly uncomfortable, you can discuss it carefully, it's a good job for Fiber Snow Organization..."

"Is it okay?"

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Wu Yong raised his hand and refused: "I can do it myself, don't delay my work!"

He said and slipped away quickly.

Mu Xianxue had no feelings about this and said to everyone: "Now all the troublemakers are gone. Come on, let's do a fair new song list together."

Everyone responded to Mu Xianxue with their fiery eyes.

Damn, it's time to turn over!

...

On the outskirts of the city, there is a huge children's room in a small villa.

Xia Ge put on the keyboard, held the guitar, sat on the soft mat, with no sad look on his face, and looked at the child in front of him with a simple smile: "Su Su, what do you want to hear today."

In front of him was a little girl with three braids, one on the top of her head and one on both sides. Although she was very young, she was not as fat as other children. Her face was a little pointed and her eye sockets were a little darker. She looked so much like Xia Ge.

"Don't listen!" Su Su pointed hard at the window and said, "Go out to play, go out to play!"

Xia Ge put down the guitar awkwardly, picked up his daughter, and walked to the window: "There's no way... Dad can't go out with you, he can only be here."

"Go out and play!" The daughter broke out from Xia Ge's arms and began to cry.

Children are never easy to deal with. They don’t know how to discuss and cry if they are not satisfied.

Xia Ge finally came to me once, but I couldn't watch her cry.

"Don't cry, don't cry, dad, think of a way." Xia Ge quickly took out a prepared "winding frog toy", twisted it for a few strokes and quickly put it on the ground. The frog began to jump forward. Xia Ge followed the rhythm of the frog and wrote a sound effect in his mouth: "Qua, Qua, Qua."

"Huh." Su Su was immediately attracted by the little frog, squatted on the ground and picked up the frog and began to fiddle with it.

Xia Ge taught her how to skew the strings. This time she twisted it for more than ten times in one breath and then put it on the ground. The frog jumped up quickly.

Su Su followed the frog happily and said, "Dad said quack!"

Xia Ge smiled and was happy to continue the dubbing: "Gua, Gua, Gua."

In this way, Xia Ge successfully fooled her for a minute, and then she jumped to Xia Ge with the little frog, and said anxiously but not very fluently: "Take... with the little frog... and go out together!"

"...Haha." Xia Ge laughed foolishly, "So, you play with the little frog for a while first. I'll go out and ask my grandma to see if she can take you out."

"Dad won't go out!" Su Su was afraid that his father would leave, so she hugged Xia Ge's thigh, not even the little frog.

Xia Ge smiled bitterly, dragged his thighs to the door and opened the door. He asked the woman watching TV in the hall.

"Can I take Susu to the yard to play?"

"No!" The woman held the Buddha's head and stared at the TV, not watching Xia Ge, "Are you afraid you won't be seen?"

"Go out to play! Go out to play with dad... go out to play!" Su Su hugged Xia Ge's thighs even tighter.

Xia Ge had no choice but to beg: "Just in the yard... for a while."

"I still think it's not too much to delay our Lele?" The Buddha-headed woman turned her head and said, "I heard that you are about to debut again? Isn't it just that you want to benefit from our Lele? Do you have a good future for a big man?"

"Oh..." Xia Ge sighed and had to drag Susu back to the children's room, "I'm sorry... Susu... Dad can't take you out to play..."

"Go out... go out and play..." Su Su didn't understand such a complicated thing, and she started to cry.

"Dad brought you a car..." Xia Ge took out another toy.

Su Su shook the toys away: "Don't play with cars! Go out to play..."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry Su Su..." Xia Ge had no choice but to hug his daughter.
Chapter completed!