Episode 5

Last night was Quin's last night in Europe. Early this morning, he would go to Brussels, the capital of Belgium, for a direct flight to US.

Quin's trip was mainly to be invited to produce a music collection for an independent film festival. After a week of busy work, she finally finished all the content while working overtime.

Two months ago, Quin signed a new acting agency agency, and was very busy with one task after another.

The first "training plan" the company formulated for him was to reorganize the band and fight the music scene again.

When Quin heard this decision, he was holding coffee in his hand. He slowly put down the cup, lest he could not hold back and hurt the people around him, "What do you want me to do? Say it again."

"When you signed a contract, you asked to go back to the screen. This does not conflict with the company's plan." Manager Lee quickly explained to him, "Nowadays, popular bands with a sense of the times are coming back. You have been a band before. This is not for you. It's an advantage. Your voice can be the lead singer, if it weren't for..."

Quin glanced at him, Manager Lee didn't mention the words "Fred Bush".

"I mean you brought the new band to the front of the scene again at this time. It is full of gimmicks. The singles you requested when you signed before can also be in the form of a band. If the response is good, you can also release an album. You give so many people. Making a record, it’s not difficult for you..."

"Should I go to a variety show next step?"

Manager Lee nodded, "I think so, but you will not agree...So the band members we choose again must be young and beautiful, who will be responsible for the traffic part."

Quin picked up the coffee cup in front of him again and shook it from side to side. After several thoughts, he said about his attitude, "You can start a band again, but if you want to choose members of the band, you have to choose music, which makes me satisfied."

"Now the company's training model is to sign up to become a 'trainee', which is not what it used to be..."

Quin didn't change his face and didn't compromise at all. "I said, choose according to the music."

"Okay, let you choose a few according to the music first... Then let's take a look at the looks. It really can't be sent to South Korea for "polishing". Don't be too serious, don't forget that you need money now. Forget that you re-signed the brokerage company because of this..."

In the end, the process for selecting new band members was determined, the company announced that it would recruit talented "trainees" with the band, and required the original demo to be sent to the company for the first round of audition. The company’s producer chose a good demo and gives it to Quin, and Quin chose a few he likes. Manager Lee and the agency, chose the right-looking people among them, and the goal was 1-2 new players.

In addition, Manager Lee emphasized, "There is a clause in the contract, there can be no lace news...Have you seen it?"

"I saw it." Quin yawned, thinking that "Lace News" should be written as "Peachy Scandal."

"You control your lower body, don't let the media take pictures...Your bad reviews, if it affects the popularity of the new band at that time, try to get more black..."

"Got it."

"I said you can find a good partner? The contract doesn't say that you can't fall in love. You said that if you have a fixed partner, the media won't..."

The second half of Manager Lee's words were drowned in Quin's dismissive eyes: Come on, you don't want to listen, I don't want to say it yet.

When things were in a hurry, there was always a jump in the line, such as helping a certain movie to deal with the soundtrack, rushing to make a single for a traffic star with a bad attitude, or making a collection for a film festival.

In the end, when all the alternative demos came to Quin, he was making music collections in Europe.

In this week, in addition to completing the collection, Quin also selected one of his favorites among nearly a hundred original demos.

"Why is there only one?" When Manager Lee received the result, he bounced on the phone, opened his mouth and asked, "What do you mean by sending a serial number? Didn't we say that we should choose a few?"

"I like this one."

"Did you hear this and never listen to it anymore?!"

Quin smiled on the phone. After years of acquaintance, Manager Lee was right, "I found one I like, and listening to it is a waste of time."

"What if there is something I like more?" 　The world is so numerous and there are so many choices. People in the world tend to "wait", "see", and "see" for fear of missing the so-called "best" and for fear of missing the upcoming opportunity. In the end, it was mostly empty and happy, and even regretted giving up.

If you liked this, you had to cherish it...

"Preferences in music, there is no comparison." Quin was very insistent on her choice, and she knew why she liked it in her heart, so there is no need to elaborate.

Manager Lee smiled on the phone, "How much do you like this Demo to be so persistent?" He knew that Quin was not a hasty and perfunctory person, so he couldn't help sighing, "What kind of person does this person look like? , You can say this kind of thing...I don't even remember who you crossed so much..."

"What I like may not be the best, but if I want to be a band, I want this person."

"What do you say if this person is an ugly monster?"

"That's what you are considering, I only choose music."

Manager Lee sighed helplessly, and had to murmur to help him choose a few more, see you later. Quin was pure in the face of music. Manager Lee followed him as an agent ten years ago. He couldn't understand better, "You don't care about the rest."

Leaving Bruges for Brussels and boarding the plane back to US, Quin saw Manager Lee sent him a message before shutting down, [The candidates have been preliminarily determined, and there were many alternatives, all of which had been notified. I would choose when you come back. . ]

Without waiting for Quin's reply, Manager Lee sent another text message, [There was good news to tell you that you were out of shit luck. The person you chose was very good-looking, and the age was also very suitable. If it weren’t for blind selection when I sent you the demo, I thought you chose by face...]

[You were satisfied with my choice? ]

[Very satisfied, not faulty in every aspect! But we still notified a lot of "spare tires" to make him feel crisis-conscious. ]

Quin thought it was really boring, moved his fingers and immediately replied, [Okay, shut down. Let's talk after getting off the plane. ]

Turning off the phone and closing his eyes, within a few minutes, Quin heard two Chinese people talking a few rows of seats away.

"Uncle, you are sitting...my place."

"Let me see..."

"It's okay...you sit still, and I can go over."

Quin was familiar with the voice, and squinted his eyes for a moment.

Coincidentally, the same flight as "Little Wild Cat"...

The uncle gave the "Little Wild Cat" the way, and then Quin saw him look at him.

Quin met his gaze openly, then raised the corners of his mouth... smiled.

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