The first interview artist entered the venue, a bar female singer. She had been in the band before. She was 24 years old. She had a smoky makeup, dress and temperament, and was very rock-silly.

Lu Jian pointed to the microphone stand in front of him and said, "After singing, let's ask questions."

"Oh." The girl walked to the microphone indifferently, "Is it okay to sing "The Wind Blows"?"

"please."

"The Wind Blows Through" is a song with a bit vicissitudes of life. It is between rock and lyricism, and the girl's voice is also hoarse, so she completed this song well.

But in Lu Jian's eyes, her attributes are relatively average, without characteristics, with 33 talents, 47/52 singing skills, and 52 potential, almost ending.

Although there are many good songs in hand, there are only four artists. This girl may be able to become a singer, but she has not yet reached the standard for herself to cultivate herself.

When he was about to finish singing, Lu Kang came to Lu Jian's ear: "I think it's pretty good, you can choose."

Very good, sorry, you-are-fired!

After singing, the girl asked without expectation: "Is there anything to ask?"

Mo Changyu said directly: "If you sing with your throat pinch your throat, your voice will last for up to two years. Don't try it if you don't have to silence, let's have a chorus of "You, the deskmate."

"I haven't heard of it."

"Then just have a lyrical song."

"I haven't heard of it."

Mo Changyu leaned on the back of the chair and had nothing to ask.

"I'm sorry to take up your time, you can leave." Lu Jian nodded, "I'm sorry, you're not the person we need."

The standard saying is "please go back and wait for news", but Lu Jian does not like to consume other people's expectations and directly tells the results.

"Oh." The girl nodded, without any regrets, and said to Lu Jian, "I actually don't like your company very much. It's too vulgar. Whether it's aesthetics or music, this is not what I want to do."

"Yeah, come on."

The girl didn't say much and walked straight away.

As soon as she left the house, Lu Kang stopped doing it: "I have a very personality. Don't you want to have a female rock musician?"

"Not her."

Mo Changyu asked, "Aren't you angry? She has said that about your work, and she has no idea how much effort we have put into it."

"Vulgar and low-end is a good thing." Lu Jian clicked the table, "as for now."

The second interviewer followed one after another, a muscular man who was good at disco.

He danced well, sang very ordinary, with an average appearance and only had single digits of talent.

The key is that Lu Kang likes it very much, and this is the final decision.

Half a day passed quickly, and after interviewing more than a dozen people in one go, Lu Jian didn't feel tired. Watching their performances was much more interesting than reading financial statements, but the result was a bit unsatisfactory. Although a few of them had good conditions, they were not strong enough to occupy a place among the four artist columns of Star Factory.

It is better to have nothing than to be too bad. Xing Factory is more like a studio than a company like Qianjin Entertainment that casts big nets.

After the interview, the three of them compared their notes to exchange opinions.

Mo Changyu finally chose only one person: "No. 11 is good, he has excellent singing skills."

"Is that guy with glasses? I think it's good too." Lu Kang quickly found the file of No. 11, "The high notes are very bright, and you can pk the Yusheng."

Lu Jian shook his head and said, "He sings without emotions, all of them are high notes."

Mo Changyu put down the information and asked, "Is it too harsh? That level of high notes can already debut."

"What conquered everyone by the resounding voice is high notes + sincerity, both must be included."

Mo Changyou spread his arms and said, "Then I can't find a suitable person anymore. I don't understand dancing and I won't express my opinions."

Lu Kang quickly picked up another file: "I understand dancing, the lady who dances fast, is good at dancing on the 7th."

“It’s not good-looking and it’s too thin.”

"Do you want to be so strict? I think it's great!"

"Then you can't sign it."

“Where is No. 8? That street dancer?”

"Let's be simple, are there any of you who are particularly unpopular?" Lu Jian asked, pointing to a stack of files.

"All are good." Lu Kang looked around quickly, "Hey? Why don't I remember this No. 5? Are you here?"

Lu Jian quickly turned to No. 5, a 29-year-old man, and he really didn't come.

Gu Wenwen, who was responsible for arranging and contacting the interview, happened to come in to clean up the venue and quickly replied: "On the 5th, he said he would stop singing a long time ago. He told the committee several times that he wanted to withdraw the information, but they didn't care."

Lu Jian looked at the photo of No. 5, and this was actually the person he valued the most.

The man in the photo has long hair, a lot of stubble, and a bit vicissitudes of appearance, but the photo is smiling very much. The showcased work is his own singing in a bar, not rock or lyricism, but it is a kind of a kind of a kind of a kind of a bit of aura. The lyrics are stronger than songs, and the voice is stronger than singing. It is quite personality, but it always feels a bit twisted, and Lu Jian can't explain it clearly. He should have a judgment after seeing it.

"Aren't we reimburse our travel expenses?" Lu Jian asked, "None of these are coming?"

"He said he was afraid of delaying his work."

"Have you changed careers?"

"Well, he said thank you for your attention, but he couldn't. He didn't. He didn't do it after trying for a long time."

Lu Kang shook his head beside him and said, "Hey, such a person has no fighting spirit anymore and is already thirty years old. What else can he do? He gave up himself, forget it."

When Lu Jian heard this, he looked shocked and pointed at the photo with more attention: "What do you think of his temperament?"

"It feels uncomfortable, the appearance and smile are particularly contradictory, and it feels uncomfortable."

"Ask another appointment." Lu Jian immediately ordered Gu Wenwen, "Give him the loss of work fee, if he doesn't come yet, we will go."

"Okay, let's make an appointment."

Lu Kang once again studied the archives of No. 5: "I have been resident in the bar for five years and have posted singles in two companies. This has not been done. Is it necessary to pay so much attention?"

"The more you say, I pay more attention!"

Gu Wenwen didn't make an appointment to come to No. 5 in the end, but he successfully got his workplace, which happened to be from the city. Lu Kang was not interested in him, and Mo Changyu had to do something else, so Lu Jian simply took Gu Wenwen to go with him. After all, driving alone is boring.

...

Half an hour later, when they arrived at the office building where they worked on the 5th, Lu Jian and Gu Wenwen were both stunned.

"Children's English abc?" Gu Wenwen looked at the company's signature and swallowed, "Is this jump a bit big?"

"Well..." Lu Jian pondered for a moment and walked towards the banking business department not far away.

"Ah? Do you want to withdraw money from Brother Jian?"

"Just prepare some tricks, call him and tell him we're downstairs."

Gu Wenwen bit the bullet and dialed the phone again. On the 5th, he learned that they had arrived, and he couldn't help but feel a little panicked, but he still went downstairs to greet him politely.

As soon as they met, Lu Jian almost recognized him.
Chapter completed!