Chapter 21

"Then I won't delay sister Rou's time. Go in quickly."

Chen Feng made a gesture to leave.

Zheng Rou didn't seem to want to end the topic so soon and stopped him.

"No, I'll wait outside. Mai Hui, the agent of he Jiaqi, came out to see me. Although Mai Hui is a little Niang, he is still very enthusiastic. He can do things very well and has a wide range of contacts in the circle. Mr. Chen, as a new musician, it's no harm to get to know him. I'll introduce him later."

Zheng Rou's curiosity about Chen Feng is based on Lu Wei's evaluation.

Since Lu Wei once said he was gifted, it's no harm to make so many good friends.

As an artist, Lu Wei is very busy. She doesn't have time for human relations and is not in the mood.

Zheng Rou is Lu Wei's agent, so she should be responsible for these trivial things involving contacts and other aspects.

Chen Feng was surprised at Zheng Rou's evaluation of Mai Hui.

Very enthusiastic?

Good at doing things?

Is the Mai Hui I just met another person in the parallel world?

They were talking, and a sharp cry came from a distance.

"Sister Rou!"

They looked back at each other at the same time.

Mai Hui's tall and thin figure is standing at the gate of lemy bar.

At the same time, he stretched his neck and trotted all the way, like ears waving in the wind in the wheat field in autumn.

Chen Feng looked a little trance.

Is this really a person?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that there would be such a big contrast between the two sides of a person.

But Chen Feng didn't intend to deal with this person again. Before the other party ran over, he turned back and confessed to Zheng Rou, "sister Rou, I'm sorry I have something urgent to go first. I'll visit again another day."

Seeing that he seemed really busy, Zheng Rou didn't force him to stay. She said, "OK, I wish Mr. Chen another good work as soon as possible."

"Thank you."

Chen Feng has just gone far, and Mai Hui has come near.

"Sister Rou, you said it was a hard night. You came here."

Zheng Rou smiled. "It's no problem. I'll go in and have a seat. By the way, teacher he is going to participate in a variety show of provincial TV tomorrow, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"That's right. In tomorrow's program, the TV station will arrange seven or eight new people to warm up. Among them, a little sister named Tong Baoer is my friend's niece. At that time, teacher he needs more help. It's good to talk a little more with Tong Baoer in the program and say anything. It's also convenient for the TV station to give more shots."

This is the real purpose of Zheng Rou's special trip here.

The size of the wrist is on the one hand, but it is polite to have the opportunity to talk face-to-face or face-to-face.

Mai Hui nodded again and again. "Since sister Rou told me, I'll emphasize it with Jiaqi when I look back."

When her request was done, Zheng Rou couldn't help asking, "the person I talked to just now is Chen Feng. You seem to have a little contradiction with him?"

Chen Feng thought he was hiding well, but he was as sharp as Zheng rou. Looking at his fast walking appearance, he seemed to be afraid of being approached by Mai Hui. This is not a common nuisance.

So now Zheng Rou has a little more mouth and thinks that if the contradiction is not fierce, he will be a peacemaker.

Mai Hui was at a loss. "Chen Feng? The young man with a guitar who talked to you just now? I just wanted to ask you if he was harassing you, too. He was ready to call security."

Zheng Rou was stunned, "ah? What do you say?"

"Sister Rou, you don't know how crazy this man is. Jiaqi is still singing on the stage. I'm going back to the backstage to have a rest. He stopped the road directly and said he wrote a song and wanted to sell it to me. He's crazy."

Zheng roulue was surprised. "Ah? Did he write another song?"

"Again?" Mai Hui was acutely aware of what was wrong.

"Well, a few days ago, he wrote a very good new song and wanted to sell it to Weiwei. Weiwei listened to it very well, but the style didn't fit very well, so she introduced it to others. It's a pity that later he changed his mind and didn't make a connection."

This time, it's Mai Hui's turn to be silly.

Of course, Mai Hui knows that Lu Wei has always created her own works and never considered the works of other producers.

But Lu Wei's reason for rejecting Chen Feng is not that the song is bad, but that the style doesn't fit?

And although Lu Wei didn't buy it, she took the initiative to be an introducer, which can better explain the quality of the song.

Is the level of this man really so high?

Mai Hui hurriedly asked, "how good is his song?"

Zheng Rou replied, "I can't say how good it is, and I don't understand it very well, but Weiwei said good, that's good. It also allows me to keep in touch with him more when I have time. If he writes songs suitable for Weiwei, he can also sell them to us. Let's reserve them in the music library for the time being."

Hiss, hiss!

Mai Hui breathed wildly.

It's really embarrassing.

"It's over. I just rejected him. My tone is not very good."

When Chen Feng came downstairs, the phone rang. It was Zheng rou.

Connect.

But it's not Zheng Rou talking inside, but Mai Hui, a sissy.

"Hello, Mr. Chen, this is Mai Hui..."

"No, I'm sorry. My work is not very mature and doesn't deserve it."

Chen Feng replied so stiffly and hung up the phone.

Half an hour later, the phone rang again. It was Zheng Rou again.

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry. Mai Hui insisted that I be a peacemaker."

"Ah, it's all right. Sister Rou, you've bothered."

"I think friends should be solved rather than tied up. It's a small matter. Otherwise, I'll be the host another day. I'll make an appointment with both of you for dinner and sit down and have a good chat."

Chen Feng smiled across the air, "sister Rou, you're so worried. I don't bother to argue with him. I thought about it carefully before. I really think this new song is not mature enough and needs to be polished."

"Oh, that's true. Weiwei is also surprised at your new song so soon."

After a brief chat and hanging up, Chen Feng's ordinary but fulfilling day came to an end.

Bored, he turned on the computer again and listened to boring again. Then he went back to bed and was ready to go to bed.

If nothing happens, Zhong Lei should be able to see the person in charge of Kuge tomorrow and get relatively good conditions, so she can sign a contract.

I hope everything goes well.

Turn off the lights.

Boom!

There was a loud noise upstairs, like something falling on the floor.

Surprised, Chen Feng jumped up from the bed and pedaled upstairs, "what's the matter? What's the matter!"

"Chen Feng! Good news!"

Zhong Lei slammed the door open.

She had a telephone in her hand and a restrained smile on her face.

But it is such restraint that can better tell others how much good news she has just got.

At this time, Zhong Lei's forehead is a little red. I think she accidentally fell out of bed after she got the good news just now.

"What news?"

Chen Feng asked happily.

Zhong Lei didn't answer, but her eyes floated down.

Chen Feng was stunned after asking.

It turned out that both of them were wearing only lined clothes.

Zhong Lei slammed the door again, while Chen Feng ran back downstairs.

After waiting for several minutes, the two people upstairs and downstairs explained things clearly on the phone.

It turned out that just now, Kuge's employee suddenly called her and said that the supervisor had carefully listened to the demo of boring. He was very satisfied and decided to give a level B contract. Just go and sign the contract tomorrow.

The copyright license contract of cool song is divided into four levels: ABCD, except for the special contract.

The most rubbish is level D, which is also the version that Zhong Lei and Chen Feng have been dissatisfied with before. It is specially used to kill Chunmeng new.

The second one is level C, which the two had been trying to fight for before.

But I didn't expect the other party to give it directly to level B, which is the highest level contract that can be signed by the copyright director.

Those who can sign a B-level contract are usually at least second-line singers.

Although I don't know what happened, Zhong Lei is really happy.

Chen Feng also believes that this is gratifying.

Excited again for almost half an hour, Chen Feng fell asleep.

……

"Private Chen Feng! Get out of the line!"

Chen Fengmeng opened his eyes.

Once again, I saw a familiar and strange scene.

Playground, aircraft, cloudless sky, big clock tower with full sense of science and Technology

And Ding Hu's "disgusting" square face.

He thought of the electricity, but another month had passed before he knew it.

I'm dreaming again!

No, I'm back!

Start the countdown.

10、 Nine, eight... Three, two, one.

"Still in a daze? Go and run around the playground for ten times!"

Just after the countdown, Ding Hu came up again, with the same ferocious expression and the same roaring tone.

Once again, after the millennium, start running laps as usual.

Everything is under control.

Chen Feng made up his mind.

Things are probably clear.

This is the third time. There will be no more accidents.

Then on the evening of the 26th of each month, I will have this dream and come to a thousand years later!

It will be the same next month.

Copying songs as a porter can continue.

So this time, as the creator of boring, have I left my name thousands of years later?

Where's Zhong Lei?

Is she still there?

Chen Feng wanted to put wings on himself, quickly flew back to the dormitory area after training, and then went online with his personal brain to see the situation.

"Let you run circles, what are you laughing at! Run another ten circles! A total of twenty circles!"

Ding Hu's voice floated from afar.

Chen Feng: shit!