A Low Rank Female Goes Viral Across the Galaxy-Chapter 176: Second-Generation Rich Yu Zhihao
The second candidate was a newcomer Tianwen Entertainment had just signed, recruited straight out of school.
He had previously released his own compositions on the Star Network and managed to have a minor hit.
However, once the hype died down, he faded back into obscurity.
He had just been signed and hadn’t even released a single song yet, but Jiang Qin had already picked him for an audition.
"I hear you have a talent for composing. Do you have any plans to release a new song of your own soon?"
Peng Chen shook his head. "I don’t have any inspiration. I don’t have any new material at the moment."
"Are you willing to sing songs written by other people, then?"
Jiang Qin felt it was an important question to ask.
Some people, even after becoming singers, will only perform their own songs and refuse to sing other people’s work.
Peng Chen explained that he didn’t actually have that much talent for composition.
The fact that he’d managed to write one minor hit song was largely due to luck.
Therefore, he wasn’t particularly interested in composing; he just wanted to be a singer.
"Alright. Let’s hear you sing, then. Sing that original song of yours that was a minor hit on the Star Network."
Peng Chen did as she asked.
After he finished, Jiang Qin nodded in satisfaction.
The singer’s live performance wasn’t much different from his recording, and his voice was compatible with the song she had written. No changes needed.
So she sent him home to wait for her decision.
The third candidate was another unknown from Tianwen Entertainment.
In reality, however, he was a rich second-generation heir just trying to experience life.p>
Yu Zhihao’s father was a tycoon who specialized in building materials and ranked among the top 100 wealthiest people.
That made him a bona fide rich heir, the kind of person whose family wealth could last for three generations even if he did absolutely nothing.
But ever since he was a child, he’d dreamed of becoming a singer.
And while he was strikingly handsome, his voice was exceptionally coarse.
The face of a young nobleman, the voice of a gruff, middle-aged man—a study in contrasts, like a groom who’s best seen and not heard.
His fans were almost exclusively drawn to his looks. From the moment he debuted, they’d been urging him to give up on his dead-end path as a singer.
They suggested he should try his luck in the acting department instead.
With his voice dubbed over, he could rely on his handsome face to become a massive star.
But Yu Zhihao wouldn’t accept that. His family was rich; he wasn’t in this for the money. Why would he be an actor? He wanted to sing, to become a pop king!
So, ever since his debut, he had been paying out of his own pocket to hire numerous composers to write songs custom-tailored for him.
After their release, he would spend even more of his own money on promotion, artificially boosting his streaming numbers, and so on.
Yet what he got in return wasn’t overnight fame, but an endless barrage of insults.
To this day, his comment sections are still overrun by haters.
But he wasn’t afraid. The more they insulted him, the more determined he was to sing. He was already preparing to buy his seventh song.
The reason Jiang Qin had selected him was that although his voice was a bit weathered, his vocal technique was actually quite good.
It was clear that Young Master Yu was genuinely passionate about singing.
As for his voice, other people might find his tone a bit unrefined and tacky, but she thought it was actually quite good.
Yu Zhihao, of course, recognized Jiang Qin.
His expression was one of surprise. "Is my dad that incredible? He actually managed to get Miss Jiang to write a song for me?"
Jiang Qin laughed. "Ever consider the possibility that I wasn’t hired by your dad, but that I came here because I see your potential?"
"!! That’s more than possible!!"
Yu Zhihao was moved to the point of tears. If Yun Xie hadn’t stopped him, he would have thrown himself into Jiang Qin’s arms and shouted, "My friend, you get me!"
"Finally! Someone has finally seen past my handsome exterior to discover my inner talent."
"This prize stallion has finally met his talent scout."
"Miss Jiang Qing, could you elaborate on what aspect of me you were drawn to?
Was it my skillful singing, or my innate, unique voice?" Yu Zhihao’s eyes were filled with a puppy-dog-like yearning.
He was desperate to hear validation from a professional.
Jiang Qin: ’...Why am I suddenly feeling a little regretful?’
’I should have just let him rot in his bleak singing career, never to see the light of day.’
’Okay, I’m kidding.’
She answered his question very seriously. "I chose you for many reasons, Mr. Yu. First is your devotion to music, followed by your diligent, unflagging hard work, day in and day out.
Your constantly improving vocal skills, and your tenacity in pursuing your dream.
In short, you have many, many strengths... All you’re missing is a song that’s a perfect match for you."
Yu Zhihao, who had just been joking and playing the fool, fell silent.
’So there really was someone who could see all of his hard work?’
’There really was a talent scout in this world who understood him.’
"Miss Jiang... thank you." Yu Zhihao sincerely thanked her for her validation.
It was the kindest feedback he had ever received, and it gave him the motivation to keep going.
"You’re welcome. I was just being honest. There’s nothing to thank me for."
"You’re the only person who thinks I have a chance. Everyone else predicts I’ll fail; no one is optimistic about this broken-gong voice of mine."
"Then prove them wrong. People who work hard tend to have good luck."
Jiang Qin smiled. "Now, could I ask you to sing a song for me, Mr. Yu?"
"What would you like to hear, Miss Jiang?"
"Do you know how to sing ’Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing’?"
Yu Zhihao nodded calmly. "Yes, I like that song a lot."
"Then please begin."
...
When the song was over, Jiang Qin nodded, satisfied. After scribbling in her notebook for a moment, she said, "That’s enough. Go back and wait for a call from your manager.
You can leave now. On your way out, please send in the next candidate."
The fourth and fifth candidates were a pair of twin sisters.
They had debuted as a duo and were particularly good at singing and dancing.
Their youthful, pretty looks and clear, sweet voices had won them a considerable number of fans.
The duo had already made a name for themselves and were in a rising phase of their career.
So they weren’t surprised to be suddenly called in for an audition.
After all, they had momentum, so it was perfectly logical for the company to strike while the iron was hot and arrange a new song release for them.
It was only when they saw Jiang Qin that the two sisters were a little surprised.
They, too, hadn’t expected the company to make such a big move and hire the champion of *Interstellar Composer*.
This gave them even more confidence in the new song.
At the same time, they were incredibly grateful to the company.
Just like the others, they started with a live audition.
There wasn’t much difference from their recordings. Their technique was good, and their voices met her requirements, so Jiang Qin silently put a checkmark on her project plan.
Afterward, she sent them on their way.
***
Although danger was still lurking nearby, Jiang Qin had resumed her normal daily life.
Rather than letting fear drive her into hiding, she decided it was better to enjoy the present moment.
So lately, while she remained vigilant, she no longer holed herself up at home.
...
After interviewing the five singers, Jiang Qin went straight home to prepare the musical scores. Without any delay, she also had someone draft the contracts and send them to the singers’ managers.
Both parties agreed to meet on the Star Network that evening to discuss the details of the contracts.
Jiang Qin handed the matter over to Xie Lili to give her some experience. She didn’t involve herself further, simply waiting for Xie Lili to bring back the signed contracts for her to review.
