Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Who was this Ms. Su? How did she manage to make their CEO, who had no interest in won, watch her video during a eting?
He even smiled dotingly at her?
Looking at the CEO’s gloomy face, the higher-ups only dared to communicate with their eyes.
Shen Mu thought that his boss must be very embarrassed now.
Little did he know that what made Pei Huai upset was that everyone saw this beautiful woman.
The higher-ups were extrely excited, but they soon realized that they would be the ones to suffer later.
In the second half of the eting, Pei Huai spoke very fast. Those who couldn’t keep up with him would have to write a 3000-word reflection.
It wasn’t until the end of the eting, when they confird that the CEO had left the room, that they let out their excitent.
Ren Guanghua touched his chin, “Su Ji…this na sounds familiar…oh right! I’ve heard him ntion it!”
Seeing that he knew the inside story, the others instantly gathered around him. “Who is this girl? Quick, tell us!”
**
Kyokushin’s classes were not as packed as other universities. Su Ji and the others stayed in the dance room for the entire afternoon before going for dinner.
In the cafeteria, Pan Lian excitedly showed Su Ji’s TikTok account to her, “I helped you post a short video today. You gained a few hundred fans in one afternoon!”
“What?” Su Ji took it and glanced at the number of followers.
The people who followed her this afternoon were basically n in their forties. They were dressed in suits and leather shoes, and many of them were bald.
Su Ji scratched her head. They didn’t look like people who would follow celebrities.
Pan Lian sipped her milk tea. “You’re still far from 500,000 fans. Do you want to…”
Before she could say the word “buy,” Su Ji refused her again. “Let’s wait a little longer. There’s still ti.”
**
At the sa ti, ng Na, who had returned to the dormitory early, massaged her wrists that were sore from her dance practice. She was still thinking about Yang Xiaotao’s words from yesterday.
Yang Xiaotao was different from her other fans. She was also in the arts, and it was said that she specialized in singing.
Even she said that…
ng Na swiped through her WeChat in frustration and suddenly noticed a red heart icon.
She had not listened to the 18-second voice ssage that Su Ji had sent her.
…
By the ti Zhou Xuefang returned to the dormitory, ng Na had subconsciously replayed Su Ji’s a cappella dozens of tis!
Su Ji had adapted the chorus after hearing it in the cafeteria the other day.
The core lody hadn’t changed, only the rhythm and a few key notes had, but for so reason, it felt completely different from before.
The chorus before sounded sad, but after Su Ji’s edit, it sounded free and lighthearted.
Even though she had stopped the voice note, the lody was still playing in her head.
It was magical.
Seeing Zhou Xuefang return, ng Na quickly showed her the song.
Zhou Xuefang was about to nod when ng Na asked, “it’s adapted by Su Ji. Do you think it’s good?”
Upon hearing that it was Su Ji who did it, Zhou Xuefang’s mood imdiately changed. “It’s okay. I prefer sorrowful love songs. Her song is too exaggerated.”
“Right?” ng Na agreed with her.
Looking at the recording of Su Ji’s self-righteous cappella, Zhou Xuefang suddenly had an idea. “Nana, I have an idea. It might be able to bring your new song back to life…”
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