I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

Since he decided to sell the song as soon as possible, Chen Feng stopped delaying and began to make serious plans.

But now he has no company himself and can only communicate with buyers in his personal capacity. He is also impossible to publicize shamelessly. He has written six songs in a row in just two or three weeks. Sell.

He thought for a while, the best way is to contact as many artists as possible first, and then pretend that I admire your voice and singing skills, and want to write a song for you, you It sounds appropriate and inappropriate.

In this way, things seem very logical and unobtrusive.

Or if you receive someone else’s initiative to ask for a song, then it seems reasonable to take the song out.

But the strange thing is that Zhong Lei's "Bored" has been popular for several days, and he has not received even a call about a song.

Thinking about it, Chen Feng found out the problem.

Zhong Lei is a new singer, and he is not good at socializing and likes to socialize, and he has no acquaintances in the circle.

Others can’t get in touch with Zhong Lei, so naturally there is no way to get in touch with this "creator" through Zhong Lei.

As for himself, he has established contact with Lu Wei and He Jiaqi.

But He Jiaqi just bought his song, and he hasn't started production and promotion yet, and no one else knows it.

On Lu Wei's side, others are even more impossible to connect the two together.

So, maybe there are already many people who want to buy songs from him, but they have no way to contact him.

In the final analysis, his contacts in the entertainment industry are too shallow, and he exchanges too few business cards with others.

In addition, other people only know his name and don't know how to find him. He doesn't have a fixed base area as everyone knows in Hanzhou.

The combination of many factors has caused him to be afraid of the depth of the alley.

Chen Feng imitated others in a way and put a mailbox in his Weibo profile.

As a result, his mailbox was filled with more than two hundred emails in just one day.

He just scanned ten-twenty emails, and it felt like he was about to collapse.

These people are thinking too well.

"Hello Mr. Chen, I am a singer with a lot of dreams. I admire the songs you wrote. Could you please write a song for me, I will give it to you after I become popular Money."

"Mr. Chen, I am an artistic genius. As long as you sing your song to me, it will definitely be popular for you."

"I have no money now, Can I buy one of your songs on credit?"

"Mr. Chen, fifty thousand songs, can you sell it?"

Chen Feng laughed on the spot.

You people, you can still live in your dreams than me.

The problem is serious.

With his energy and professional ability, there is no way to select a really suitable buyer from this massive mail pile.

Furthermore, even if a relatively well-known singer in the industry sends him an email, he doesn’t know how to do it, and he can’t tell.

He is also impossible for everyone to verify personally, but he can't do it.

In the short term, this trick will not work well. Chen Feng believes that he has to wait for a suitable opportunity, and he must talk face-to-face and only talk to valuable people.

Life is precious, how can it be wasted like this?

Two days later, Chen Feng waited for a suitable opportunity.

He received a call from Zheng Rou.

It turns out that Lu Wei’s birthday is approaching. Lu Wei is going to have a very lively birthday party and invite him to participate.

Chen Feng was quite puzzled, "Sister Rou, isn't the birthday party a very private occasion? My..."

Actually, he wanted to say that he had a fight with Lu Wei They don’t have many contacts, and they are not very good friends. Even if the place where the other party holds the banquet is in Hanzhou, this is a bit awkward.

Zheng Rou said with a smile: "Actually, there is not much personal. As an artist, how many private hours do you have? Lu Wei also invited many friends from inside and outside the circle, saying it’s a party, too A social occasion."

"Oh, oh, I understand."

"Do you remember Chen Li?"

Chen Feng nodded," Of course I remember."

The first person who wanted to buy his song was not Zhong Lei, but Chen Li, who offered 200,000 yuan at the time, but failed to reach a deal in the end.

Zheng Rou said: "Chen Li is sorry that she missed "Bored", so before coming over this time, she made a special trip to ask me if you would be there, when the time comes, she wanted to make an appointment with you. "

Chen Feng was delighted, but on the face was calm, "Then many thanks, sister Rou recommended. Let's talk about it specifically, I personally still hope to cooperate with Chen Li."

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"Well, at five o'clock tomorrow evening, the Plucking House at No.52 East Street will be there or gone."

"Huh? Plucking House? I know that house. It’s not that it’s not open for a long time. Is it?"

Chen Feng was quite puzzled.

As a very famous pedestrian shopping street in the central district of Hanzhou City, Dongdae Street is very lively. It is said that the rent of shops here is extremely expensive, with less than ten small shops, and the monthly rent is as high as 30,000 or 40,000.

No. 52 Plucking House is located in the middle section of Dongda Street. The vermilion gate has an antique appearance. It can be judged from the length of its wall that this house covers an area of ​​nearly half an acre, but it is usually The door is almost never opened, which makes people feel extremely mysterious, and all kinds of rumors are raging.

It is said that this is a historical and cultural heritage and will be opened as a scenic spot after the repairs are completed.

Some people also said that this house belonged to a wealthy family of the Republic of China who had fled overseas and never came back to move in.

Some people say that this house is the "palace" of the central boss. It is usually vacant, and only stays for two days when the boss returns home.

In the ages, this place has almost become a scenic spot in Hanzhou. Many local and foreign tourists have taken photos in front of the gate of Caiweilu.

"Oh, that is the private house of Weiwei's family, but Weiwei thinks that the house is too empty and not popular enough. She doesn't like living very much, but it is just right for a party."

Chen Feng: "..."

He has to admit that he is sour.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to say it. Weiwei also wants to entrust you to invite Zhong Lei, she is very interested in getting to know this new singer."

Chen Feng is here I became interested, "Oh? How did Sister Weiwei comment on Zhong Lei's "Bored"?"

Zheng Judo: "She thinks Zhong Lei is indeed more suitable for "Bored" than herself, and she also thinks As long as it takes time, Zhong Lei certainly becomes a capable person. In short, she is very optimistic about Zhong Lei."

Chen Feng just wants to like it. As expected, it is Lu Wei. He has a keen sense of smell.

But he always felt that Zheng Rou's invitation seemed not so simple.

As everyone knows, Zhong Lei has not signed a brokerage contract for a long time now.

Since Lu Wei appreciates Zhong Lei so much, Zheng Rou should have other intentions.

No one would have thought that Zhong Lei was going to go it alone all her life, thinking that she would sign a company sooner or later.

So maybe Lu Wei, who is both an artist and a boss, also wants to put Zhong Lei in her account.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Thousands of years ago, you want to receive a hundred years ago?

Although I thought it was absurd, Chen Feng promised: "Well, I will tell her."

Hang up the phone, he tried to record a song to Zheng Zhonghai Zhong Lei called.

Unexpected things happened. Zhong Lei agreed in one fell swoop. He paused recording the song first, and bought a plane ticket to fly back tomorrow.

"Don’t you like to socialize?"

"But in Hanzhou, except for the recording studios that Zhou Ah has a stake in, the best recording equipment is in Lu Wei In my studio!"

"Okay...Okay."

Quite realistic man!