Time goes back to this morning.

Zheng Hao is a music editor at NetLeyun.

It is his daily work to discover good songs from songs stored in every day, confirm copyright, make recommendations, etc.

Recently, the website held an original music competition, and he was also transferred to the project team to be responsible for copyright confirmation and screening.

In fact, many songs are not just wild-shot - they are discovered by netizens themselves.

Some songs that some editors think are good will give exposure, such as adding them to selected playlists, such as putting them in some sections for recommendation.

In this way, the chances of these songs being seen will increase, and it will be natural to have high votes.

However, he did not complete these song recommendations alone.

After all, everyone has their own preferences and tastes. Generally, at least two editors need to cross-examine them. If they think they are really good, they will report them to the editor-in-chief for recommendation.

I just started work in the morning. After coming back from the morning meeting, Zheng Hao flipped the list casually and couldn't help but complain:

"When the gods fought a few years ago, that good song was like an explosion. Alas, this is really... Beggars are getting worse every year during the New Year..."

Seeing Zheng Hao rubbing his temples with his eyes closed, he sighed weakly. Qin Yun, the female editor next to him, burst into laughter:

"What are you talking about here? What if the beggar picked up a million?"

Zheng Hao paused his hands and raised his eyelids to glance at her:

"Now, just bring a mobile phone when you go out. Who will bring the money?... bring a million?"

Picking up the water cup and unscrew the lid, Zheng Hao took a sip and said:

"Besides, the chance of a beggar picking up a million is higher than the chance of us finding good songs now."

After curling his lips, Qin Yun snorted: "How is that possible!"

"How is it impossible? Look at this list, it hasn't changed for a few days, especially in the top 100, I'm going to beat N times a day, and these are still the same."

Sighing, Zheng Hao said, "Even if I have the top 100, I don't think there are a few good songs."

"That's because you have too high vision." Qin Yun said.

"Ha~" Zheng Hao was joked:

"If I have a high vision, I guess the number one among these songs is good, and the other songs are OK, which is one level worse than it."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Qin Yun said: "Zhang Qiuguang is the most capable creator in the past two years. Now even celebrities like Chen Qiwei and Zhuang Lan have asked him to have a song."

Speaking of Zhang Qiuguang, not only Zheng Hao praised it, but Qin Yun obviously agreed.

"And the "Silence" he created this time is as good as ever. I don't know how many times I have heard it these days. Awesome people are awesome."

Zheng Hao nodded: "The idea is better than other songs. Although it is called silence, it looks like a slow song, but it is a rock song. It analyzes the psychology of silence, and the cry of despair is expressed vividly. The melody is dry but not messy, and it is a good cross-dressing song."

"Yes, yes, I can't fully feel it after hearing it once. I then found this kind of entrance by looking at the lyrics and names." Qin Yun said.

Zheng Hao shook his head at this time: "But I don't believe it was him who created it for our competition temporarily. This song has been polished for a long time, and the details of the arrangement are very well-established. There is also the ending of the saxophone, which immediately reminisces for a long time."

"What a pity, no matter how good it is, it has nothing to do with us. As soon as we play the song, we are directly responsible for our editor-in-chief." Qin Yun sighed.

Zheng Hao scratched his head: "That's right, when will our three groups find one that can be played? I promise to push it hard!"

The editor-in-chief Chen Peng of the competition took overall charge of the overall situation, and the following were divided into three editors. The final assessment was also which group discovered the songs that were the most outstanding in each ranking.

This is also to motivate editors and avoid ignoring the good songs that are sunk below by just typing the charts.

Zheng Hao and Qin Yun are both in three groups.

Although the rankings are basically fixed now, not all the top 100 songs are recommended. Some of them are promoted at the top, while most of them are famous creators with their own fan effects.

But obviously, they created specifically for this competition.

Most people cannot do meticulous work quickly. Even these creators with certain fame and strength are not very good at creating in a short period of time.

Some even made a sip, such as "My Heart Flying" ranked third, which was completely pushed by fans.

At this moment, Qin Yun suddenly said 'eh'.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Hao said in surprise.

"The song 82... I didn't have it yesterday, and I even refreshed it before going to bed last night, but it didn't have it."

Qin Yun was stunned for a moment, then realized something, quickly turned on, and couldn't wait to put on the headphones.

Zheng Hao also came to his senses, what this means is self-evident!

At this time, you can still make it to the top 100, and you will definitely have the strength... unless you want to swipe your votes.

But this time, in order to compete with other music platforms, NetLeyun strives to gather attention through this competition. Naturally, a piece of mouse shit will not ruin a pot of soup. Otherwise, it will cause dissatisfaction among other creators, and that will be a disaster.

Naturally, the crackdown on vote swiping was unprecedentedly severe. One was found to be dealt with and the account was directly banned.

So, after Zheng Hao was reminded, he sat upright with a shiver and quickly found 82 people!

"Stubborn" Yezi.

Sure enough, it was a new song, a name I had never heard of.

At this moment, not only the two of them, but also the other two groups, but also found this song.

All are in spirit!

Just after listening to a prelude, Zheng Hao's body was worth it, with expectations in his eyes!

My breathing has slowed down, as if I am afraid of affecting my listening to music.

After a melody that resonates with guitar and bass, the main song follows-

"When, I'm different from the world."

"Then make me different."

"To me, persistence is to overcome hardness with softness."

Hearing this, Zheng Hao's eyes shone with brilliance!

Not only is the emotion advancing, but the melody is also pushing upward layer by layer.

The tone, melody, lyrics, and arrangement are all excellent.

This is a good song by an experienced creator!

Holding the restlessness of continuing to listen, Zheng Hao hung his headphones around his neck and turned to look at Qin Yun. Qin Yun also took off his headphones and looked at him.

"push!"

Because just now, they seemed to have noticed other editors.

82 people, it is not difficult to find.

Even on the web page, 30 places on the list and 82 places are only on the third page.

The two hurriedly ran to the editor-in-chief Chen Peng's office. After knocking on the door, Zheng Hao ran to him and said in a hurry:

"Editor-in-Chief, we found a good song!"

Although they only listened to a few sentences, they listened to too many songs, which attracted their ears from the beginning. Through these paragraphs, they could tell that they were works by experienced creators. That would definitely be a big deal!

If you don’t start first, what if others come to listen to a few words?

Sure enough, when they came, two editors from a group came.

“Master——Uh…”

The two editors started shouting as soon as they entered the door, but when they saw Zheng Hao and the others were in front of them, they could only swallow their words to their throats.

The two looked at each other, feeling worried.

Although they have some speculation, what if it is not? Don’t say anything and wait for them to say it.

I pray you didn't find it.

But unfortunately, Zheng Hao said:

"Editor-in-Chief, I just found a good song, which is the one that ranks 82nd on the chart now."

The two editors looked at each other and felt aggrieved: We ran over after only a few words, but they were still one step slower. You are so rabbits, you run so fast!

Seeing their expressions, Qin Yun next to him felt relieved and was a little grateful.

As for Zheng Hao, facing the editor-in-chief, he could not see the expressions of the two people behind him.

Although the editor-in-chief Chen Peng turned on the computer, he was making tea at this time. Hearing this, he glanced at them curiously before coming to the computer.

Open the browser and it will be the homepage of their website.

At this time, Chen Peng did not forget to teach Zheng Hao and the others a lesson:

"One, one by one, it's a panic. This is an office, not a vegetable market. Can you be calm and calm?"

Zheng Hao pursed his lips and did not dare to say anything, and the others shrank their necks.

Chen Peng did not continue to say that, picked up the teacup and took a sip, as if he was giving them a demonstration.
To be continued...