Cannon fodder fake master was stunned after being reborn

Chapter 87.2

Shen Xingsui perfunctorily replied, "I'll just do my best."

Anran saw his attitude, so he stopped talking.

Zhang Chi next to him said instead, "Suisui, it is fate to meet you here."

"Indeed," Shen Xingsui was really curious, why Zhang Chi was everywhere. "Are you also going to participate in the audition?"

Zhang Chi nodded. "I attended a musical conservatory abroad, and this time I return to China because I also want to study music. This assessment is an opportunity for me."

After all, the producer Hu Kaiyue is his uncle1HKY is ZC's 表叔 "biǎoshū", literally cousin-uncle. Specifically, it's the male cousin of your mother., so he got this chance. This back-door opportunity was something he couldn't miss.

Shen Xingsui didn't know the twists and turns behind that, so he just said, "Let's work hard together."

Next to him, Anran turned his charm to the max and said, "Of course, it would be even better if we can be selected together, everyone. Aren't we all classmates back then? We can finally work together."

In fact, Anran has a chance to win this assessment. In his previous life, he missed the chance to participate in this album. Thanks to his foreknowledge, he understood Hu Kaiyue's hobbies and habits. This producer loves "cleanliness" in a person – not only the physical sense of cleanliness, but also the attitude of it, and even in music.

This kind of "clean"-sounding song was not easy to purposefully compose. For that, he has especially hired a ghost-writter to make a song for him at a high price. All he needed was to pretend to be a clean boy, and his success was guaranteed.

A staff member called their name from the front, Anran smiled at Shen Xingsui and went in.

There were also quite a few people around who came to the selection test this time. Everyone was very silent. Although they didn't say anything, Shen Xingsui could see that they were all very nervous. After all, this opportunity was really important.

About half an hour later, Anran came out.

He still had a faint smile on his face, it seemed that the result of his assessment was good. He gave a meaningful look at Shen Xingsui and left.

The staff shouted, "Next, Shen Xingsui."

Shen Xingsui stood up and went in. This music room – Hu Kaiyue's private studio – surprised him. If he had to describe it, he would say that this was the cleanest studio he ever set his foot on. Even the row of musical instruments lined up was spotlessly flawless and neat.

Hu Kaiyue sat at the front of the table, playing a game of chess with himself.

Shen Xingsui went over and bowed, "Hello, teacher, I am Shen Xingsui."

Hu Kaiyue raised his eyes to look at him, "I saw you on that reality show. I know that your two lyrics and music arrangements are good and clean, and you wrote them yourself, right?"

Shen Xingsui replied, "Yes."

Hu Kaiyue held the chess pieces in his hand, looked at the chessboard as if hesitating where to put it, and said, "I will only give you one assessment. Within ten minutes, go perform a 'clean, pure' music for me."

Clean?

This seemed to be the second time he heard this word.

And this word was too vague as a music descriptor. It's hard to imagine at all...

Hu Kaiyue looked up at him and said, "Is this okay?"

Shen Xingsui regained his senses and nodded, "I can try."