"Then I won't waste your time, Sister Rou. You can go in quickly."
Chen Feng made a gesture to say goodbye.
Zheng Rou didn't seem to want to end the topic so quickly, so she stopped him.
"No, I'm just waiting outside. He Jiaqi's manager Mai Hui came out to see me. Although Mai Hui is a bit girly, he is quite enthusiastic, good at dealing with things, and has a wide network of contacts in the industry. Mr. Chen, you
As a new musician, it doesn’t hurt to get acquainted with him, I will introduce him later.”
Zheng Rou's curiosity about Chen Feng was based on Lu Wei's evaluation.
Since Lu Wei once said that he is extremely talented, there is no harm in forming a good relationship.
As an artist, Lu Wei is very busy and doesn't have time for social interactions, nor is she in the mood.
Zheng Rou is Lu Wei's agent, so she should be responsible for all these trivial matters involving connections and other aspects.
Chen Feng was shocked when he heard Zheng Rou's evaluation of Mai Hui.
kind?
Very good at dealing with things?
Is the Mai Hui I met just now another person living in a parallel world?
The two were chatting when a sharp shout came from the distance.
"Sister Rou!"
The two of them looked back at the same time.
Mai Hui's tall and thin figure was standing at the entrance of Le Mei Bar.
He waved his right hand widely, and at the same time he stretched his neck and trotted forward, like tassels fluttering in the wind in a wheat field in autumn.
Chen Feng looked a little dazed.
Is this really a person?
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed there could be such a huge contrast between the two sides of a person.
But Chen Feng didn't intend to deal with this person again. Before the other person came over, he turned around and apologized to Zheng Rou, "Sister Rou, I'm sorry that I left in an emergency. I'll visit you another day when I have the opportunity."
Zheng Rou saw that he seemed really busy, so she didn't force him to stay. She said, "Okay, I wish Mr. Chen will produce another good work soon."
"Thank you."
As soon as Chen Feng walked away, Mai Hui came closer.
"Sister Rou, you said it's late at night, thank you for coming here."
Zheng Rou smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll go in and sit down too. By the way, Mr. He is going to participate in a provincial TV variety show tomorrow, right?"
"That's right."
"It's like this. In tomorrow's program, the TV station will arrange seven or eight newcomers to warm up. One of them is a little girl named Tong Bao'er, who is my friend's niece. I will need more support from Teacher He to interact with Tong Bao'er in the program.
Just say a few more words or just say anything. It will also be convenient for the TV station to give you more shots."
This is the real purpose of Zheng Rou's special trip here.
It's one thing to have a different temperament, but when it comes to asking for help, it's not out of etiquette to have the opportunity to talk face-to-face.
Mai Hui nodded repeatedly, "Since Sister Rou has given the order, I will emphasize it with Jiaqi later."
After her request was settled, Zheng Rou couldn't help but asked one more question, "The person I was chatting with just now is called Chen Feng. You and him seem to have some conflicts?"
Chen Feng thought he hid it very well, but as keen as Zheng Rou, she saw the way he was walking so fast, as if he was afraid of being approached by Mai Hui. This was not an ordinary nuisance.
So now Zheng Rou talks a little more, thinking that if the conflict is not intense, she can be a peacemaker.
Mai Hui was at a loss, "Chen Feng? That young man carrying the guitar that you were chatting with just now? I was just about to ask you if he was also harassing you. He was about to call security."
Zheng Rou was stunned, "Ah? How do you say that?"
"Sister Rou, you don't know how crazy this person is. Jiaqi was still singing on stage, and I was about to go backstage to take a rest. He blocked the way and said he had written a song and wanted to sell it to me. He was crazy."
Zheng Rou was slightly surprised, "Ah? He wrote another song?"
"Again?" Mai Hui keenly noticed something was wrong.
"Well, a few days ago he wrote a very good new song and wanted to sell it to Weiwei. Weiwei heard it well, but the style didn't fit very well, so he introduced it to others. Unfortunately, he changed his mind later.
There is no line."
This time, it was Mai Hui's turn to be dumbfounded.
Of course, Mai Hui knew that Lu Wei always created her own works and never considered the works of other producers.
But the reason why Lu Wei rejected Chen Feng was not because the song was not good, but because the style didn't suit her?
And although Lu Wei didn't buy it herself, she took the initiative to be an introducer, which can better illustrate the quality of the song.
Is this person's level really that high?
Mai Hui quickly asked: "How good is his song?"
Zheng Rou replied: "I can't tell you exactly how good it is, and I don't understand it very well, but Weiwei said yes, that's good. And she also allowed me to keep in touch with him when I have time. If he writes something suitable for Weiwei,
Wei's songs can also be sold to us, so let's store them in the music library for now."
Hiss, hiss!
Mai Hui gasped frantically.
This is really embarrassing.
"Damn it, I rejected him just now, and my tone wasn't very good."
When Chen Feng was about to walk downstairs, the phone rang. It was Zheng Rou.
Connected.
But the person talking inside was not Zheng Rou, but the sissy Mai Hui.
"Hello Mr. Chen, I am Mai Hui..."
"I'm not selling it anymore, I'm sorry. My works are not very mature yet and are not worthy of it."
Chen Feng replied harshly and then hung up the phone.
Another half hour passed and the phone rang again, it was Zheng Rou calling again.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, but Mai Hui insists on letting me be the peacemaker."
"Ah, it's okay. Sister Rou, please take the trouble."
"I think it's a trivial matter whether it's better to dissolve or end enemies. Otherwise, I'll be the host another day and invite you both to have a meal together so we can sit down and have a good chat."
Chen Feng smiled from a distance and said, "Sister Rou, you are too preoccupied. I am too lazy to argue with him. I thought about it carefully before and I really feel that this new song is not mature enough and needs to be polished."
"Oh, that's true. Weiwei is also very surprised that you released a new song so quickly."
After another brief chat and hanging up the phone, Chen Feng's ordinary but fulfilling day came to an end.
Bored, he turned on the computer again, listened to "Boring" again, and then returned to bed to get ready for sleep.
If nothing else happens, Zhong Lei should be able to meet the person in charge of Ku Ge tomorrow and get relatively good conditions, so she can sign a contract.
Hope everything goes well.
Turn off the lights.
Bang!
There was a loud noise upstairs, as if something fell on the floor.
Chen Feng was shocked. He jumped up from the bed and ran upstairs, "What's wrong? What happened!"
"Chen Feng! Good news!"
Zhong Lei opened the door fiercely.
She held the phone in her hand, and her face was filled with restrained joy.
But it is this kind of restraint that can actually tell others about her gaffe and how great the good news she just got is.
At this moment, there was a slight red mark on Zhong Lei's forehead. It seemed that she fell off the bed accidentally after getting the good news just now.
"what news?"
Chen Feng asked happily.
Zhong Lei didn't answer, her eyes drifted downward.
Chen Feng also froze on the spot after asking.
It turned out that both of them were only wearing underwear.
Zhong Lei slammed the door shut again, and Chen Feng went back downstairs as if he was running away.
After waiting for several minutes, the two people upstairs and downstairs explained the matter clearly on the phone.
It turned out that just now, an employee from Ku Ge suddenly called her and said that the supervisor had listened carefully to the demo of "Boring" and was very satisfied with it. He also decided to offer a B-level contract and just go directly to sign the contract tomorrow.
Kuge's copyright licensing contract is divided into four levels, ABCD, except for special contracts.
The most rubbish version is D-level, which is also the version that Zhong Lei and Chen Feng have never been satisfied with before. It is specially used to kill pure cute newbies.
The next level is C-level, which the two of them have always wanted to strive for.
But I didn't expect that the other party actually directly gave me a B-level contract, which is the highest level of contract that the copyright manager can personally sign.
Those who can sign B-level contracts are usually at least second-tier singers.
Although she didn't know what happened, Zhong Lei was indeed very happy.
Chen Feng also thought this was gratifying.
After being excited for almost half an hour, Chen Feng finally fell asleep.
…
"Private Chen Feng! Get out!"
Chen Feng opened his eyes fiercely.
Once again, I saw a familiar yet unfamiliar scene.
Playground, aircraft, cloudless sky, large clock tower full of technology...
And Ding Hu’s “hateful” square face.
His mind was spinning, and it turned out that another month had passed without him realizing it.
I'm dreaming again!
No, I'm back again!
Start countdown.
Ten, nine, eight...three, two, one.
"Still in a daze? Go run around the playground ten times for me!"
Just as the countdown ended, Ding Hu came up again, with the same ferocious expression and the same roaring tone.
Once again, a thousand years later, we started from running laps as always.
Everything is under control.
Chen Feng secretly made up his mind.
Things are almost clear now.
This is the third time, there won’t be any more surprises.
Then I will definitely have this dream on the night of the 26th of every month, and it will definitely come a thousand years later!
It will be the same next month.
Copying songs and working as a porter can continue.
So this time, as the creator of "Boring", have I left my name thousands of years later?
Where is Zhong Lei?
Is she still there?
Chen Feng wished he could give himself wings, quickly flew back to the dormitory area after training, and then used his personal computer to check the situation online.
"I asked you to run a lap, why are you giggling! Run ten more laps! A total of twenty laps!"
