Chapter 145

Give me a guitar and I can pry half the earth.

I don't know who it was. I pulled out a guitar from the manor and handed it to him.

Zhong Lei moved quickly and took the initiative to pick up the guitar.

Then her heart shook slightly.

This guitar is not simple.

As soon as she started with things, she knew the texture. Looking at the engraved signature on it, she really knew it.

This guitar is a famous work. The nameplate on it alone is worth $100000.

Zhong Lei was shocked by the grade of the guitar, while others were shocked by the grade of her "assistant" of Chen Feng.

"This is Zhong Lei, the producer of self combustion."

"I've heard that song. She's great. She works as his assistant?"

"Who is this man?"

"It is said that he is the boss of Zhonglei company."

"No wonder such a producer will be his assistant."

"No, it is said that he is more talented than Zhong Lei. He should be Zhong Lei's mentor."

"This... Such a young mentor?"

"Zhong Lei, who wrote self combustion, is also very young."

"That's right."

While these people were whispering to each other, Chen Feng had finished tuning his guitar.

He doesn't care about the quality of this guitar. Anyway, he keeps the tone accurate and starts playing directly.

In fact, he thought the scene was a little embarrassing, but he closed his eyes and treated others as air.

His first choice was the star dream garden party written by an English musician in 2047.

This is a classic work combining postmodernism and medieval opera style, collectively referred to as magic song.

Its main feature is to electrify the traditional opera, but it does not play every time, but to deal with the characteristic sound quality in the opera more clearly and changeable, creating a dreamlike effect.

In 2047, the star dream garden party is a masterpiece.

But in 2020, this is a pioneering work with great innovation and exploration spirit that no one has ever heard of.

Originally, the birth of this song needs at least 20 years of precipitation, and countless people need to create exploratory songs one after another. Then a brilliant person can stand up, stand on the shoulders of all predecessors, integrate the advantages of the previous work and abandon all the shortcomings of the previous work.

Now Chen Feng turns the causal relationship to the past, so that the integrated works can be born first.

Since then, the development of magic opera has been brought into another ditch by Chen Feng.

Magic song style will become popular in advance, so its development will be faster than another timeline in the next 20 years. Chen Feng can't predict the situation after 2047.

Whether this ditch is good or bad and how magic opera will develop next are unknown to Chen Feng, but others present were hit hard by this new style.

Even if the guitar can only show less than 1% of the characteristics of magic opera, experts will know whether there is. These Grammy winners, nominees and production team participants only need to listen to a prelude to taste it.

Chen Feng's guitar playing skills are very skilled and impeccable.

The music he plays is more special. It is an unprecedented style. It is his innovation, but it is particularly fascinating.

After a long time, Chen Feng finished playing, pressed the string and smiled without saying anything.

People taste in silence and digest in taste.

Everyone knows that this is just a guitar accompaniment in a complete work. Perhaps he has made some live adaptations to fill in its rhythm.

So what should the finished product of this song be?

Is he going to start a new genre?

Like blues?

Can I buy this song? How much? What will it cost to buy it?

Everyone was as curious as a cat scratch.

However, Chen Feng did not give redundant explanations, but began to play the next song without stopping.

"This..."

It's a completely different style, still a rhythm I've never heard of.

About twenty minutes later, Chen Feng returned his guitar.

He played a guitar accompaniment of six songs.

The level of the last five songs is slightly lower than that of the star dream garden party, but it is not too far away.

Anyway, this is in public, and everyone present has a head and face. He is not afraid to be heard first and then rush to register the copyright.

Moreover, I believe that all his six songs can be sold before today.

"Well, goodbye, everyone."

Chen Feng waved, took Zhong Lei and turned away.

Not surprisingly, someone rushed out and grabbed him in two seconds.

Chen Feng looked back. Except lesna, most of them were old and young people he didn't know.

The opportunity has been sent to everyone by him. If these people miss it, they are stupid.

Even if lesna knew in advance that Chen Feng had songs to sell and was psychologically prepared for their quality, it was still difficult to control herself at this time.

Chen Feng was determined to go, and he looked very disappointed with the grade of the party.

But in the end he stayed because Katie swift, an acquaintance, also heard the news.

At the same time, lesna broke through the operation of housekeeper Morey in public.

After the cause and effect are combined, there are many doubts.

The owner of the manor is a billionaire with great influence in the film and television industry and music industry in Europe and America, and the industry spans many fields such as media, cinema and artist brokerage companies.

At this time, the billionaire glared at Mo Lei with a gloomy face, and then he pointed to Wang Xilei and others who were still watching the excitement in the distance, "you deliberately let them sneak in as our distinguished guests?"

Morey shook his head again and again, firmly denied it, and only said that he had been cheated.

But his sophistry is meaningless.

Because he personally brought the two men to the waiter. When the other party did not issue an invitation, he said it was the two men.

Steward Morey's little operation, if no one is investigated, nature will not know it.

Or even if Chen Feng and Zhong Lei have almost the same influence, they can only recognize the loss by pinching their nose.

But the reality is that everything is meaningless.

Morey was dismissed on the spot.

In addition, there will be a lawyer's letter waiting for him.

His suspicious financial transactions will have nowhere to hide. The $200000 he has just collected will completely destroy his career and put him in prison.

Chen Feng returned to the manor surrounded by many wrists.

When they came to Los Angeles from home and stood in a specific crowd, the popularity of Chen Feng and Zhong Lei changed, as if Chen Feng was the star and Zhong Lei was just a vassal.

Zhong Lei doesn't care.

She likes to see this scene very much. She thinks Chen Feng, who is talented and capable, should be respected.

Chen Feng sold eight songs that day.

In addition to the six songs he played, two others were booked.

The average selling price per song is $1 million.

And he has all obtained the shared copyright, which means that when others use his songs, they have to share the copyright with him in addition to paying him millions of dollars. He will get 30-50% of all subsequent related benefits.

In addition, Chen Feng can also continue to produce the Chinese version. Five years later, the copyright of the song will automatically return to Chen Feng. On one side, the contract will be extended, and on the other side, Chen Feng can take it to others to sing.

This condition is very harsh. In Europe and America, only top producers with high status can get it.

But this is only Chen Feng's good start.

After finishing the business, Chen Feng took Zhong Lei for a walk in the field.

"Congratulations, Mr. Chen. Nice to meet you."

A standard Mandarin sounded behind him.

Chen Feng turned back.

Standing in front of him was a Chinese face slightly older than himself.

In a foreign country, especially on this occasion, it is very gratifying to see the same invited compatriots.

Chen Feng raised his glass and gently motioned to the other party, "Hello, nice to meet you. Haven't asked, are you?"

The man also raised his glass. "My name is Ryan."

"Ah?" Chen Feng shook his head. "Sorry, I asked for a Chinese name. In fact, I don't remember foreigners' names very deeply."

The man smiled and was happy.

"No... hi! Hahaha! It's my fault. I forgot. My last name is Lai, my first name is en, and my ancestral home is Hunan." he scratched his head. "Our Lai surname should not be a very small surname?"

Chen Feng smiled dumbly and made an own dragon carelessly.

"Sorry, there are all foreigners here. What about Wright, rice and Leonardo? I'm too worried and my brain doesn't respond." he arched his hands again and again. "I'm sorry."

Suddenly, he suddenly stared at Ryan, pointed to Ryan, and said in an elevated tone, "are you Ryan? That Ryan?"

"Yes. What's the matter?" it's Ryan's turn to be confused.

Chen Feng asked, "can you write songs?"

"Well, of course, that's why I'm here. But compared with you, Mr. Chen, I'm just a trivial amateur. I'm not in the same breath. I'm laughing."

Hearing the speech, Chen Feng hissed down and sucked the cool air, as if five thunder exploded in his heart.

After Meng Wanyue, Chen Feng saw another "dead man" in history.

The gold content of this person is about 50 million to 100 million times that of Meng Wanyue.

Ryan is not amateur in writing songs. On the contrary, he is excellent, otherwise he can't come here.

He's just being modest.

He doesn't want to. Writing songs is just a ticket.

His so-called amateur is just because he is too excellent and talented in his own field of work.

His real field is science.

Ryan is a famous amateur composer and top scientist under the age of 30.

He died at the age of 29, just this year.