I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

"Then I won't delay your time, Sister Rou, you go in."

Chen Feng is about to leave.

Zheng Rou didn't seem to want to end the topic so quickly, so she stopped him.

“No, I’ll just wait outside. He Jiaqi’s agent Mai Hui came out to meet me. Although Mai Hui is a bit girly, he is quite enthusiastic and knows how to deal with things. You have a wide network of contacts. As a new musician, Mr. Chen, it’s okay to get to know you, I’ll introduce it later."

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

Since Lu Wei once said that he is an innate talent, it doesn't hurt to have more good relationships.

Lu Wei, as an artist, is very busy. He has no time to socialize and is not in the mood.

Zheng Rou is Lu Wei's agent, so she should be responsible for all the trivial matters involving personal connections.

Chen Feng was shocked when he heard Zheng Rou's evaluation of Mai Hui.

Very enthusiastic?

Good at doing things?

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

The two were chatting, and there was a sharp shout in the distance.

"Sister Rou!"

The two looked back at the same time.

The tall and thin silhouette of Mai Hui is standing at the gate of Le Mei Bar.

His right hand swung a lot, and at the same time he stretched his neck and jogged all the way, like ears fluttering in the wind in an autumn wheat field.

Chen Feng looked in a 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 plan to deal with this person anymore. Before the other party ran over, he turned around and slammed Zheng Rou, "Sister Rou is sorry, I’m going to leave in advance, and I will visit again when I have a chance. ."

Seeing that he seems to be really busy, Zheng Rou didn’t insist on staying, so she replied: "Okay, I wish Mr. Chen a good work soon."

"many Thanks."

As soon as Chen Feng walked away, Mai Hui had already walked closer.

"Sister Rou, you said that this big night, you have come here with hard work."

Zheng Rou laughed, "It doesn't matter, I'll go in and sit. By the way, what tomorrow? The teacher is going to participate in a variety show on provincial channels, right?"

"That's right."

"That's it. The TV station will arrange seven or eight in the program tomorrow. A newcomer warming up. One of them is Little Sister named Tong Baoer, who is my friend’s niece. When the time comes, I still need a lot of support from the teacher. In the show, I would like to talk a little bit more with Tong Baoer, and just say anything. The TV station is also convenient to give more shots."

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

The size of the wrist is one aspect. However, it is also a matter of etiquette to have the opportunity to meet in person for this kind of thing.

Mai Hui repeatedly nodded, "Since Sister Rou ordered, I'll emphasize it with Jiaqi when I turn around."

My request is settled, Zheng Rou couldn't help but asked more "The person I was chatting with just now is called Chen Feng. You seem to be at odds with him?"

Chen Feng thinks he hides well, but he is as keen as Zheng Rou when he sees him walking fast. As if for fear of being approached by Mai Hui, this is not a common disgust.

So now Zheng Rou spoke a little bit more, thinking that if the conflict is not intense, she will be a peacemaker.

Mai Hui was at a loss, "Chen Feng? The youngster who backs the guitar that you just chatted with? I'm just about to ask you if he's also harassing you, he's planning to call a security guard."

Zheng Rou was taken aback, "Huh? How do you say?"

"Sister Rou, don’t you know how much mental disorder this person is. Jia Qi is still singing on stage, I’m going to return Taking a break in the backstage, he directly blocked the road and said that he wrote a song and wanted to sell it to me. He was crazy."

Zheng Rou was a little surprised, "Huh? He wrote another song? "

"Again?" Mai Hui keenly perceives something wrong.

"Well, he wrote a very good new song a few days ago and wanted to sell it to Weiwei. Weiwei listened to it well, but the style is not very suitable, so he introduced it to others. It's a pity Later, he changed his mind and didn't get the line."

At this time, it was Mai Hui's turn to be dumbfounded.

Mai Hui of course knows that Lu Wei has always created by himself, never considering the work of other producers.

But the reason for Lu Wei's rejection of Chen Feng is not that the song is not good, but that the style does not fit?

Although Lu Wei didn't buy it himself, he took the initiative to be an introducer, which can explain the quality of the song.

Is this man really that high?

Mai Hui hurriedly asked: "How good is his song?"

Zheng Rou replied: "I can't say how good the specifics are. I don't really understand, but Weiwei said yes, that's good. And let me keep in touch with him when I have time. If he writes a song suitable for Weiwei, he can also sell it to us. We will temporarily reserve it in the music library. "

sī sī sī sī!

Mai Hui sucked in a crazy breath.

This is really embarrassing.

"It's over, I just rejected him, and his tone is not very good."

When Chen Feng was about to walk downstairs to his house, the phone rang, and it was Zheng Rou.

Connected.

But it is not Zheng Rou who speaks in it, but Mai Hui, the sissy.

"Hello Mr. Chen, I am Mai Hui......"

"Not for sale, sorry. My work is not very mature yet, it is not worthy of it."

Chen Feng replied so bluntly, and then hung up.

Half an hour passed, the phone rang again, and it was Zheng Rou again.

"Mr. Chen sorry, Mai Hui insisted on letting me be a peacemaker."

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

"I think it’s a trivial matter if you should settle your enemies than you should. Otherwise, I’ll be an affair one day, and I will ask you both to have a meal together. Sit down and have a good chat."

Chen Feng smiled in the air, "Sister Rou, you are too worried. I don't bother to care about 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 oh, that's true, Weiwei is also surprised at how quickly you release a new song."

After a brief chat, hang up the phone, Chen Feng is an ordinary but fulfilling day. It is over.

Being bored, he turned on the computer again, listened to "Bored" again, and then returned to bed to go to bed.

If nothing happens, Zhong Lei should be able to see Kuge’s Chief-In-Charge tomorrow, and get relatively good conditions, then you can sign.

I hope everything goes well.

Turn off the lights.

Boom!

There was a loud noise from upstairs, as if something fell on the floor.

Chen Feng was shocked, jumped up from the bed, and Deng Deng went upstairs, "What's wrong? What's wrong!"

"Chen Feng! Good news!"

Zhong Lei slammed the door open.

She held the phone in her hand, her face filled with restrained joy.

But it is this kind of restraint that can tell others about her lost self-control and how great the good news she has just received is.

At this time, Zhong Lei's forehead is a little bit Red Seal. I think she accidentally fell off the bed after receiving the good news just now.

"What news?"

Chen Feng asked happily.

Zhong Lei didn't answer, his eyes floated down.

Chen Feng froze in place after asking.

It turned out that both of them only wore inner shirts.

Zhong Lei closed the door again with a bang, and Chen Feng fled back downstairs.

After waiting for a few minutes, the two people upstairs and downstairs clarified the matter on the phone.

It turns out that just now, Kugo’s employees called her suddenly, saying that the supervisor had listened carefully to the demo of "Bored" and was very satisfied, and decided to give her a B-Rank contract. Tomorrow, just go straight to sign the contract.

Kuge’s copyright authorization contract is divided into four levels, ABCD, except for the special contract.

The most rubbish is D-Rank, which is also the version that Zhong Lei and Chen Feng have been dissatisfied with.

The next one is C-Rank, which the two have been trying to fight for before.

But didn't expect the other party to directly give B-Rank, which is the highest level contract that the copyright supervisor can give.

People who can sign B-Rank contracts are usually at least second-tier singers.

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

Chen Feng also thinks this matter is gratifying.

After another half an hour of excitement, Chen Feng fell asleep.

……

"Pvtman Chen Feng! Get out!"

Chen Feng opened his eyes sharply.

Once again, I saw a scene that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Playground, aircraft, cloudless sky, big clock tower full of technological sense...

And Ding Hu's square face with "hateful face".

He thoughts are revolving, and it turned out that another month has passed unconsciously.

I'm dreaming again!

No, I'm back again!

Start the countdown.

Ten, nine, eight... three, two, one.

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

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

After coming to the millennium again, as always, start from the lap.

Everything is under control.

Chen Feng secretly made up his mind.

Something is already clear.

This is the third time, there will be no more surprises.

Then I will have this dream on the night of the 26th every month, and it will definitely come after the millennium!

The same will happen next month.

The matter of copying songs to be a porter can be continued.

So this time, as the creator of "Bored", have I left my name after a thousand years?

Where is Zhong Lei?

Is she still there?

Chen Feng can't wait to put his wings in, and quickly fly back to the dormitory area after training, and then use his personal SmartBrain to check the situation online.

"Let you run laps, what are you giggling! Run ten laps! A total of twenty laps!"

Ding Hu's voice floated far away.

Chen Feng: Fuck!