Chapter 15

After waiting for about two or three hours, that is, on Chen Feng's way home from work, Zheng Rou called.

"Mr. Chen, Chen Li thinks your song is good. If you can maintain this level of content later, she is willing to buy out the copyright of the song with 200000."

"Ah, I see. Thank you, sister rou."

"Well, the other party's price is like this. It's not a high price, but it's good for new music producers. You should consider whether to sell it. Just give an answer tomorrow."

Chen Feng nodded across the air, "OK."

"Well, if it's all right, I'll hang up first."

Hang up the phone, but Chen Feng's heart is not as jubilant as expected.

It's a good thing. He doesn't know what's going on.

Two hundred thousand, which is about to top his salary for two or three years. With his savings, he can even make a down payment for a small house in the suburbs of Hanzhou.

But strangely, his heart was empty, not satisfied and full.

Ask yourself, Chen Feng doesn't think he is a good man.

If you don't know Zhong Lei, if your relationship with Zhong Lei hasn't changed at all, if you didn't hear her cry yesterday, Chen Feng can sell this song without psychological obstacles.

Not so much if.

He can't fool himself.

The world always has an illusion that when they see that the wicked live well, they always think that they can easily become wicked and live better than the wicked, but they disdain to become bad.

But when things came to an end, Chen Feng realized that it was not as easy as he thought to be a bad person.

Lying to yourself seems simple, but it is actually the most difficult thing in the world, which also needs talent.

In the evening, Chen Feng and Zhong Lei sat in the Chuanxiang shop at the gate of Weston community.

This meal was a treat for Chen Feng. It was a celebration of the success of selling songs.

However, there was no festive atmosphere on the table, but it was very dull.

A man and a woman eat together. As long as one is not good at dealing with the opposite sex, it is easy to be cold, let alone both of them.

There is also an advantage. At least both of them adapt to this state.

Although it seems strange to others, they feel comfortable themselves.

Eat and talk.

Zhong Lei finally spoke first.

She raised her tea cup and squeezed out a silk smile from the corners of her mouth. "Congratulations on your success in selling songs. Although Chen Li is not a top-notch singer, she is also a strong singer and has many fans. When it's done this time, you can seriously consider changing careers in the future. With your talent, you can have this meal."

If Chen Feng really wants to tell her, don't force a smile.

You're a singer, not an actor.

As long as I'm not blind, I can see your duplicity.

Chen Feng: "I'll thank you for your kind words first. What are you going to do next?"

Zhong Lei pondered for a few seconds. "I'll go home and have a look in a few days. I won't necessarily come to Hanzhou in the future. Please return my house for me at that time. It's your job anyway."

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

Chen Feng clearly remembers that in the years before Zhong Lei became famous, she clearly lived in Hanzhou.

If she leaves now, it means that there has been a major turning point in her life. It's uncertain whether she can become the one in history in the future.

No, I have to find a way not to let her defeat Hanzhou.

"By the way, I have something to confess to you. In fact, I heard you practice songs when I came back from work yesterday."

"What! What else did you hear?"

Chen Feng forced his face to be expressionless, "no, it's just a song."

"And then?"

"You sing very well."

"Thanks for your compliment." Zhong Lei is not very modest. She knows her level very well.

Compared with those famous singers, what she lacks is not strength, but an appropriate opportunity.

"Also, I found that you added a melody based on the sample I sang. Why didn't you record it?"

Zhong Lei was stunned first.

She really wants to expose Chen Feng.

When I practiced singing yesterday, I only put in the newly added melody when I lost control of my mood last time.

How could he only hear the song? He must have heard his own cry!

damn.

Smart people will pretend to be crazy and silly at this time and pretend that nothing has happened, but Zhong Lei doesn't pretend very much. She is a little ashamed and angry in her heart and immediately shows displeasure on her face.

She said dully, "this is your song. I can't rush in."

"But I think the melody you added is very good, so I intend to follow the rhythm you sang at that time in the follow-up part."

Zhong Lei rebuffed decisively, "how can this do? It will destroy the coordination of your whole song. Everyone has different creative styles. If you use mine, it will be out of coordination."

Chen Feng wants to laugh and make trouble. You think so much and you are so modest.

It's all yours!

"No, it's exactly what I want. I've decided. I think it will make the song better, even if you don't agree."

Chen Feng said firmly.

The original rhythm is like this.

Don't use this. How can he change it.

If you don't use it, you won't play.

"You..."

Zhong Lei is a little angry.

She wanted to say it was my inspiration. How can you use it.

But she thought again that her inspiration was based on the foundation laid by Chen Feng. In a sense, it was indeed Chen Feng's intellectual property.

"That's what I'm going to do. Since I use your melody, you don't have to pay for the recording of the sample, but I have to share another sum of money with you, just... 50000."

When he said this, Chen Feng felt a little flesh ache.

But in this way, he was a little more comfortable, so that she could earn 50000 yuan and leave her in Hanzhou.

Never thought, Zhong Lei suddenly blew up.

Her voice was out of control and shouted, "no! I don't want your money!"

Her voice was so loud that everyone else in the shop couldn't help looking this way.

The fire of gossip rose from the hearts of diners.

People's eyes become very meaningful.

Tut Tut, this man doesn't look very rich.

The girl didn't want him money, probably because there was too little money.

Chen Feng and Zhong Lei noticed other people's strange eyes. Chen Feng was a little embarrassed, but Zhong Lei didn't care.

Chen Feng continued to bite his teeth and said, "no, you deserve it. What do you and I refuse?"

"Enough! I said I don't want your charity and sympathy."

With that, Zhong Lei threw down the dishes and chopsticks, got up and left.

When Chen Feng settled the account and chased out, she had disappeared.

This person is really inexplicably stubborn. No wonder she will be single all her life in another timeline. She really deserves it.

When he got home, he went to bell Lei's door again.

There came a grumpy shout.

"You helped me before. I also sang a sample for you. Now we're clear. You don't owe me anything, and I don't owe you anything. What I want to do is my business, and you don't need to care. Don't bother me again, or I'll really complain about you."

Chen Feng thinks that giving Zhong Lei money is an equivalent exchange because the song "boring" is her.

But Zhong Lei didn't know about it.

She thinks she just wrote a little melody, and Chen Feng will give herself 50000.

This is clearly charity, and he looks down on himself.

There is no essential difference between him and the men who want to keep themselves.

It's better to draw a line early than make it more rigid in the future.

She went back to the wild road where oil and salt didn't enter. Chen Feng didn't know what to say and simply left.

Back in the room, Chen Feng picked up his guitar and gently played the prelude to "the night is deep".

Just like the name of the song, at this time, the lights were indeed on outside. Chen Feng put down his guitar and looked back out of the window.

He is seriously and seriously considering a problem.

Zheng Rou said that Chen Li will reply tomorrow and have to make a final decision tonight.

Sell or not?

Selling songs was his original intention and he worked hard for it for more than two weeks.

He experienced many setbacks. He thought he could not succeed, but he turned around again.

Now he just needs to nod and it's done.

But when things came to an end, he hesitated again.