Xu Fei carefully observed Leng Zimo's expression, the look on his face was definitely not a disguise, and this man was never a man who would like to disguise.

"Lip Tap"?!

Leng Zimo repeated the title of the song again in his heart, and a melody suddenly popped up in his mind, and then his head stabbed again.

"Damn it!"

Annoyed, he put down the papers in his hand and held his temple.

"Mr. Leng?" Xu Fei saw him frowning and sad, and hurriedly walked over, "What's wrong with you?!" ”

Seeing that he took out the medicine bottle from his pocket, Xu Fei was busy helping him get a glass of water.

"Are you feeling unwell, what kind of medicine is this?"

"Nothing." Leng Zimo raised his face by holding his temples, "Whose song is the song you just said about "Dotting Lips"?" ”

Of course, Xu Fei didn't dare to mention Luo Xiaoqian's name in front of him easily, but he was busy changing his words, "Oh, I remembered wrongly, it's not "Dianjiang Lips", it's Qingyan's "Dianzhu Lips". ”

Qingyan is a new generation of singers under Dishi, and "Dotted Lips" is his song.

"Qingyan is only a second-level singer, and he doesn't need me to make decisions about his affairs."

In Dishi, singers and artists will have strict classifications, and only the singers and actors who are ranked in the first level will be personally asked.

Leng Zimo put down the document in his hand, got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, the power of the painkiller had not yet taken effect, his was still in a sullen pain, and it was naturally impossible for him to continue working at such a time.

Xu Fei picked up the medicine bottle on the table and looked at it, and walked over worriedly, "You took painkillers, is it a headache?" ”

"I want to be quiet for a while." Leng Zimo's voice was cold.

Every time he had a headache, he would be inexplicably irritable.

"Then I'll reply directly to the copyright department and let them study and decide." Xu Fei was afraid that he would be angry, so he didn't dare to ask any more, "I have already sorted out the information of the selected candidates of "Chinese Idol", if you are not comfortable, otherwise, let's talk about it later?" ”

"It's okay, go get ready."

Leng Zimo waved his hand with his back to her, and Xu Fei turned around and walked out of his office.

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An hour later, the EM Records office.

Several members of the "Chinese Idol" working group were there, and when they saw Leng Zimo and Xu Fei walking in from outside the door, several people immediately stood up.

Since the first issue five years ago, the draft of "Chinese Idol" has been held as scheduled every year, following Xu Xia and Luo Xiaoqian, almost every year "Chinese Idol" will bring out one or two outstanding singers, adding a group of energetic fresh blood to EM, and now "Chinese Idol" has already become a broad road for young people to become famous and embark on the road of music.

Leng Zimo also attaches great importance to this activity, and he will participate in the re-election every year.

The number of applicants for this year's "Chinese Idol" has reached an unprecedented number, with tens of thousands of people signing up in the Beijing competition area alone, and the members of the working group have selected one hundred and two selected candidates from the tens of thousands of people who have signed up for the competition after more than a week of sorting.

After five years of experience and some investigations into the rules, today's meeting is to watch half of the more than 100 people enter the semi-final process, and the potential players EM will sign directly.

"Let's get started."

Sitting on the main seat directly in front of the desk, Leng Zimo spoke lightly.