"Can I say no?" Nuonuo instinctively refused.
It wasn't that Nuonuo was being arrogant or making excuses. It's just that, although she had composed quite a few pieces over the years, most were impromptu and not very mature. Among nearly a hundred pieces, only the one she gave to Da Bao, titled "Love," was her most satisfying and mature work in her opinion.
Tian Fang shrugged, "That's not up to me. Don't you have a lot of compositions on hand? I know you think they're not mature, but that's just your opinion. Anyway, submit these pieces to the music supervisor and producers for evaluation; if they approve, you have nothing to worry about, right?"
With Tian Fang saying all this, Nuonuo couldn't refuse anymore.
On second thought, since the company is quite large, the music supervisors and producers they hire must be well-known people. Letting professionals evaluate and advise on her compositions doesn't seem like a bad thing.
