Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The moment Fang Mo'er entered her office, her colleagues who were outside, all gathered to talk.

"What the h*ll, why is Fang Mo'er dressed so fashionably today?"

"Fang Mo'er, who is never late, only just arrived. Isn't it almost time to get off work now?"

"Back then, when she was chasing President Mu around, she behaved so shamelessly."

"Eh, isn't Fang Mo'er broke?"

"I thought Fang Mo'er couldn't take working here anymore. Why is she behaving so arrogantly today?"

"The entire company waited for her alone. If her song doesn't make the shortlist, she'll have put on a show for nothing."

Fang Mo'er's ears twitched. She really wanted to pretend that she could not hear it, but it seemed that the people outside had purposely meant their remarks for her ears.

Fang Mo'er felt that she should reflect on her original character. Why had she been living such a miserable life? She had clearly given her all, yet she had been disliked by everyone in the world.

She had obviously been talented, yet no one had been impressed by her.

Just then, Supervisor Qi returned.

"Everyone, please come here." Supervisor Qi waved his hand. He gathered all the people who had been gathered outside.

"Supervisor Qi, you look very happy. Has the theme song been approved?"

"Whose song has been selected?"

"Is it Xiao Huang's? His song was played in the meeting and received the most praise."

Supervisor Qi glanced at Fang Mo'er's tightly shut office door.

He then said, "The song's title is "No Regrets". The composer is Fang Mo'er."

The moment he said that, the entire department fell silent.

How could this be?

Didn't Fang Mo'er not have time to hand in her work today?

Why had she been chosen by the client again? Fang Mo'er was always in the limelight. D*mn it.

"Alright, everyone, work hard and continue to follow up on your previous work. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Everyone replied listlessly.

They then slowly dispersed one by one.

Supervisor Qi paused to think for a moment before heading to Fang Mo'er's office and knocking on the door.

He wanted to personally inform her of this news.

However, just as he entered, he heard a children's song playing on the computer that was in front of Fang Mo'er.

"Come, we can see that the only music score in the world that mommy has is 6535..."

It was then that Supervisor Qi spotted Fang Mo'er sitting upright in front of her desk.

She was holding a pen in her hand and making notes. She looked extremely serious.

Supervisor Qi asked, "Little Fang, what are you doing?"

Fang Mo'er seemed to be in serious learning mode.

Without even raising her head, she said, "I'm collecting inspiration. Can I help you with anything?"

The method of collecting inspiration used by a genius was really different from the rest. She was even listening to children's songs.

Supervisor Qi tapped her hand on her nose and said, "Your song has been chosen."

Fang Mo'er raised her head and said confidently, "Of course. After all, it was written by me."

Fang Mo'er's ego was currently bursting at the seams. In her previous life, she had just been an ordinary fan who absolutely loved karaoke.

But now, she had become a genius composer.

Unfortunately, she couldn't even read or understand the five-line score, which made her situation a little awkward.

Fortunately, she could start from scratch and learn from the beginning. Her unyielding character had always been her strong point.

Supervisor Qi glanced at the simple music score that she had written in her notebook.

He did not know what to do with her.

Besides, even President Mu seemed to have changed his opinion of her. He had not even chastised her.

He did not dare to be overly presumptuous towards Fang Mo'er.

After all, she could be considered as the other boss in this company.

Supervisor Qi said, "The other submitted songsheets belonging to this company are in the group email. You can take a look there."

Fang Mo'er waved her hand. "I don't think they will be interesting to me."

Supervisor Qi: '...you're really going against the heavens.'

Fang Mo'er stayed in her office the whole afternoon, silently learning how to compose a beginner-level arrangement.

However, she did not even hide it. Hence, the entire lyrics and music department felt that Fang Mo'er had gone crazy.

Sometimes, they would actually see Fang Mo'er holding a 'Beginner's Guide to Music Arrangement' in her hands as she went to the toilet.

"Is Fang Mo'er intentionally mocking us?"

"Is she holding the beginner's guide just for us to see?"

"Why is she showing off?"

Just then, Fang Mo'er walked past a few of the colleagues who were making sarcastic remarks, with a cup of coffee in her hands.

Fang Mo'er stopped in her tracks and turned to look at them. "I still work so hard even though I'm a genius. Shouldn't a rookie work even harder? How do you still have the time to make sarcastic remarks? Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder you're such a rookie!"

Fang Mo'er shook her head and pushed open the door to her office and closed it behind her.

The chatter that had filled the office the entire afternoon finally went quiet.

Fang Mo'er had not expected that a person like her who had known nothing about the five-line score would be able to learn it so quickly.

She was astonished by how fast she had learned it.

Sometimes, just by listening to a lesson, she could understand and then write a similar tune.

Fang Mo'er was overjoyed. Could it be because of the original owner memory???

Had it strengthened her ability to write lyrics and compose music???

Moreover, that afternoon, she had received money from the company for the lyrics and music that she had written.

200,000 yuan had been credited to her account, while the rest of the money was to be divided.

Fang Mo'er tasted the sweetness, which motivated her to study even harder.

Knowledge was money! She had to keep learning.

Just as she was about to get off work, Fang Mo'er received a call from an unknown number.

She picked it up and asked, "Who is this?"

The other party was silent for a moment before replying, "Your husband."

"Wrong number.." Fang Mo'er said and immediately hung up the phone.