I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 10: Not good enough

This was really unexpected.

In the music library of later generations, Lu Wei has sung many songs written by others.

However, Chen Feng didn't pay much attention to Lu Wei, and was not familiar with the development of her works, thinking that she had always been like this.

Now he knows, in the early days Lu Wei only sang songs he composed.

This seems to be a responsibility for her own work, but in fact she has been overdrawing her creative talent.

A person's talent is also limited.

Lu Wei is considered a brilliant talent, but it can only be regarded as a ten-year talent. There is still a gap between Zhong Lei's amazing talent who has a once-in-a-hundred-year talent and eventually became the invincible talent of a hundred people a thousand years ago.

So Lu Wei reached the middle and late stages of her artistic career, and as her spiritual thoughts dried up, she could only turn to singing other people's works.

This is probably the reason why Lu Wei fell behind in the competition with Zhong Lei.

But now Lu Wei is still at the peak of her creative inspiration, and she will have several more years to come, so her manager Zheng Rou certainly has the capital to be arrogant.

"I'm sorry to bother you, I'm sorry."

Chen Feng decided to resolutely leave.

The more he hits the wall, the stronger his resistance is now, and the more he can bear in his heart.

When he was initially rejected, Chen Feng would still feel lost and embarrassed, but the more times he was rejected, the more numb his heart became.

Now that he has no hope from the beginning, there is naturally no disappointment.

"Wait a minute."

Just as Chen Feng turned around, a clear voice came from behind.

Chen Feng turned around.

It was a woman in a long cyan dress, about 1.7 meters tall, very tall, with fair skin and a high nose.

Her facial features are very three-dimensional, her eyes are clear, and her temperament is very unique, like a lady of the official family who came out of an ancient lady's picture.

Agent Zheng Rou immediately turned around and said in a low voice, "Why did you come out, Wei Wei, come in quickly, you don't need to worry about this trivial matter."

Chen Feng suddenly realized that this must be Lu Wei.

Sure enough, as in the rumors, it is the fairy route that does not eat human fireworks.

She looked very approachable and did not look arrogant, but Chen Feng always felt that the other party's eyes showed indifference.

Lu Wei didn't follow Zheng Rou's suggestion to leave, but walked up quickly, raised her head slightly and looked directly at Chen Feng, "The whole music circle knows how picky I am, you are the first one who dares to come to my company to sell The creator of the song. I admit, you piqued my curiosity a little."

Chen Feng was very embarrassed.

Terrible lines, too middle school.

Gives the illusion of a domineering president in an inferior idol drama.

He dared to come, simply because there was nowhere else to go.

He really didn't know that Lu Wei didn't accept songs, otherwise he wouldn't come.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lu Wei walked back with her hands on her back, "I'll give you five minutes."

Looking at her back, Chen Feng took a deep breath.

The opportunity has been placed in front of me, can I seize it?

He quickly followed, and Zheng Rou, who was beside him, also dodged to his side, as if to keep an eye on him, like a thief.

In the simple recording studio with excellent sound insulation, Chen Feng gently fiddled with the guitar strings and sang softly.

Compared to those good voices that God appreciates, Chen Feng's voice sounds very mediocre. If it weren't for the fact that he practiced a lot, he might have problems with his intonation.

In a word, Chen Feng sang very ordinary, Lu Wei just listened quietly, but Zheng Rou's face showed a playful smile from time to time.

After singing the first half, Chen Feng stopped before the chorus began.

Lu Wei slowly opened her eyes, but there were no ups and downs in her expression.

"Mr. Chen, are you sure this is a song you wrote?"

She didn't comment on how the song was, but suddenly asked a question.

Chen Feng was slightly startled, but his face remained calm, "Yes."

Lu Wei nodded lightly, her eyes gradually becoming meaningful.

Chen Feng looked at her with a hollow heart, not very confident.

He even began to doubt himself. When Zhong Lei wrote "Boring", he should not have communicated with Lu Wei in advance, and in turn drew inspiration from Lu Wei. The benchmark melody was given by Lu Wei. ?

Is this a self-inflicted trap?

"The style of this song is very novel and the lyrics are very interesting. It's a pretty good song."

Lu Wei finally spoke.

Chen Feng's heart just hung up, and then slowly fell, "Thank you for your compliment."

"But it wasn't amazing enough, it wasn't enough to impress me. Also, your playing and singing skills were a lot worse, which is probably why I wasn't impressed. Anyway, it was good. , but not good enough. So sorry."

Lu Wei is really good at talking. Compared with Zhong Lei, she is at the other extreme. Her speech is flawless.

Chen Feng was a little lost, and even a little confused, he said helplessly: "Okay, then I'm really disturbing today."

He didn't understand that the debut work that could establish Zhong Lei's status as a hundred people a thousand years ago was not good enough for Lu Wei.

Although this is only Zhong Lei's early work, it's not enough to let people hear it, right?

"Don't be sad, Mr. Chen. In fact, I have two reasons for rejecting this song. First, as Sister Rou said just now, I basically only sing my own songs. So let me buy other people's songs. . Then this song must be good enough to make my eyes light up and my heart beat fast. Second, there is a bit of cynicism in this song, the emotional background is relatively dark, and it does not match the style of music I have always been."

Chen Feng felt a little better at this, "Understood."

"In this way, although I don't buy it myself, if I have friends in the circle who want to release a new album and want to collect songs. If I think the style is suitable, I will recommend this song of yours."

After speaking, Lu Wei turned her face away and yawned, as if she was a little sleepy.

Zheng Rou, who had been standing beside her, immediately stepped forward and said, "Weiwei, you didn't sleep well last night, you should go to eat and rest early."

Lu Wei came down and looked at Chen Feng again, "I'm sorry, that's all for now. You can leave a phone call to Sister Rou. If there is a chance, Sister Rou will contact you."

Chen Feng nodded and folded his hands, "Thank you, then I'll go first."

He quickly picked up his guitar and turned to leave.

Waiting for the others to walk away, I guess it's time to get off the elevator. Lu Wei, who was still sleepy before, regained her energy, clutching her stomach and laughing loudly.

Zheng Rou was puzzled, "What's wrong? Weiwei, why are you laughing?"

"I really didn't see it. This man named Chen Feng looks like a man, but he still has a little girl in his heart."

Lu Wei said and laughed.

Zheng Rou wondered, "Why do you say that?"

"There is a saying that words are like people, but this sentence is more appropriate when it comes to music creation. Every song, especially the music creator who composes the lyrics and composes the music, his work is almost a true reflection of his heart. The essence is to spread out his inner world and spread it out with music. For a creator, the greatest achievement is not fame, but getting more resonance with his inner world.”

"You think this song was written by a woman, so you just asked him if he did it himself?" Zheng Rou asked.

Lu Wei nodded, "Yes."

Zheng Rou: "But I still sound quite atmospheric. Some female composers' works are also very atmospheric."

Lu Wei smiled, "Sister Rou, you specialize in surgery. I can't tell you clearly, it's an indescribable sense of smell."

Zheng Rou shook her head with a wry smile, "Forget it, I'll just be your agent anyway. These are not my majors, so it's okay if I don't understand. But speaking of it, Chen Feng is quite interesting."

"Well, so what I said was serious, we can't fool her~IndoMTL.com~ I'll help him pay more attention later."

"Why help him?"

"I don't know, but it's very rare to see such a person with clear eyes and no distracting thoughts. It's very interesting. And Sister Rou, haven't you heard him? He has never studied music before, and he taught everything by himself. A person who learned to write such a song by himself shows that he has a strong creative talent, and maybe he will give me a big surprise in the future?"

"That's right."

Chen Feng was unaware of the conversation between the two upstairs.

He took Lu Wei's introduction as a courtesy, without any hope.

If Lu Wei really values ​​herself, she should ask for her contact information in person, or at least add WeChat or something to each other, instead of letting Zheng Rou leave her own number.

He has seen so much of this kind of human beings that he is so used to it that he is numb.

He opened the book again and drew the last bar on the name of Reed Studio.

He has tried almost every reliable music company and studio in Hanzhou.

The entire army is destroyed.

Chen Feng took a look at the company's upcoming schedule. It's almost the end of the year, and many landlords and tenants' contracts will expire, so he's busy.

His heart is bitter. Could it be that in order to sell these two songs, I really have to quit my job and be a goddess? Or go to Shangdu to be a businessman?

The ideal is beautiful, but in reality he doesn't allow it.

Although I live in poverty now, I still have a stable official job.

Putting down everything with two songs and embarking on the road of selling songs, the ghost knows what will happen in the future.

What if it can't be sold after a year and a half?

Are you waiting to die?

Let's live like this for now, and then look back to see if there is a suitable opportunity.