I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 19: Wrist

He decided to go home to get his guitar first, and this clock Lei just came back.

The two had a brief chat.

Zhong Lei doesn't seem to be in high spirits. She originally thought that selling songs would be easy, but she didn't expect it to be difficult to do.

She said: "I can't see the top management of Kuge. I can only talk to the grassroots employees of the Copyright Department, but their authority is too low and the conditions are very harsh."

Chen Feng asked curiously: "Don't you say that the conditions for Kuge are very good now?"

"That's only relative, but in the eyes of others, newcomers are newcomers after all. Compared to others' harshness, they are only slightly more relaxed. If we don't fight for it, we will still suffer a lot."

Chen Feng nodded, "That's right."

"I have to find a way to meet the head of their copyright department. It's pointless to talk to the grassroots staff."

Chen Feng thought for a while, "After all, this is our first song, and it's normal for the other party to offer conservative conditions. If it really doesn't work, don't force it. I have a message for you."

"What?"

"Today's me you love to ignore, tomorrow's me you can't stand up. Don't worry about the gains and losses of one city and one place, the important thing is to seize the opportunity and take the first step."

Zhong Lei chuckled, "If you don't add the last sentence, you will have to pay the copyright fee."

"By the way, where are you going?"

Seeing that he was about to go out with a guitar on his back, Zhong Lei asked casually.

But as soon as she asked the question, she immediately reacted. What Chen Feng wants to do is his freedom, and he has asked too much.

"Look for inspiration again and write a second song as soon as possible."

Chen Feng didn't tell the truth.

Zhong Lei tilted her head slightly, "I originally wanted to persuade you not to rush for success in your creations, and never to rely on coercion for inspiration, but I don't seem to be qualified to teach you at all, you must have your own plans. So, I wish you well. ."

"Well, thank you Ji Yan."

Chen Feng answered very coldly, but his face was a little red when he left.

Honestly, I have succeeded.

The second song "It's Late at Night" was written long ago, and it's your song.

Granted.

Chen Feng had passed by Shaolin Road countless times, but he never entered the nightclub.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he is reluctant to spend money.

This time too.

There is also a small interlude when he walks through the door of the Le Mei bar.

Other customers saw him on his guitar and thought he was the new resident singer.

Two female customers approached enthusiastically and wanted to leave a phone call.

Chen Feng had never seen this battle before, he waved his hands again and again, "No, no, I'm not a singer."

"Hey, Gao Leng."

said the brown wavy girl.

"That is, modest and low-key. I like your literary style."

Chen Feng obeyed, turned around decisively and ran away.

There is also a teasing behind him.

"Wait until you come to power and see how you make excuses."

I don't know which girl called it.

Chen Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

What happened to the world, what about your restraint?

I can't really blame these two.

His image is easy to misunderstand.

Chen Feng is not short, above average.

In the past month, he has been running every day again, and his body has changed a lot from his weak appearance in the past, and his body looks very well-proportioned.

A good figure is paired with an above-average outfit, carrying a guitar, with a slightly melancholy look, which is a little bit out of the ordinary.

Not to mention customers, even the night club staff confused Chen Feng.

As soon as Chen Feng entered the door, he chose a random direction and planned to go over to find a place to sit and wait for the opportunity, when a uniformed employee grabbed his clothes.

"Where are you going, the entertainer's lounge is here."

Chen Feng adapts to the changes and hands over again and again, "I'm sorry, it's my first time here, so I don't know very well."

"I just saw your face, so I stopped you. Just put it in front and turn left, and I'll take you there." The employee smiled, "The relationship between brothers is tough."

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, "How do you say it?"

"He Jiaqi held a song club, and wanted to come to our venue to sing a sea of ​​singers. That was He Jiaqi. Someone took a video and posted it on the Internet in the middle of the warm-up. Maybe it will become popular. Maybe we can even be together. Just rubbing against the last entertainment news. You can be selected by Director Liu as a fresh face, and it is impossible to trade without PY."

Chen Feng was taken aback for a moment, and secretly praised it.

Talent!

This dude is really a person, and he is too good at reasoning.

It's no wonder he's so enthusiastic, for good reason, and convincing.

"Haha...hahaha..."

Chen Feng felt that he would reveal his secrets by saying a few more words, and he simply smiled awkwardly.

Fortunately, this wonderful person didn't ask too much. After taking him to the place, he left, saying that we will have a chance to drink together later.

The Lemei Bar is very large, and the artist lounge has more than 100 square meters.

Chen Feng didn't run around after he came in. He sat in the corner and tried to weaken his sense of existence.

There were people coming and going in the lounge, but no one noticed his uninvited guest.

Before I knew it, it was half past seven, and a big fat man walked in outside the door.

The people in the lounge greeted him warmly as soon as they saw him.

"Hello Director Liu."

"Brother Liu, when will Sister He come?"

As soon as Fatty Director Liu waved his hand, "The car has already arrived, and the car will be parked outside. Everyone should listen carefully, and they will all go out within a minute. Sister He will use the lounge."

"What! Mr. Liu! We haven't changed our clothes yet. Does Sister He need to use such a large space alone? Then where do we go to change our clothes?"

Director Liu spread his hands, "There's no way to do this~IndoMTL.com~ People are just wrists. Only we will take care of others, no one will take care of us. Be quick! If you want to change clothes, go outside and find them by yourself. Restroom, I'm not kidding you! Come on!"

Chen Feng originally planned to stay here to see if he could find a chance to talk to He Jiaqi's agent, but he didn't even see anyone, so he was driven out.

A group of grass-roots entertainers suddenly left as if they were fleeing.

Two young and beautiful young girls fell behind Chen Feng. Both of them were wrapped in blankets and carried large bags in their hands. I think the clothes were more complicated, and they were not finished yet.

"It's a ghost, and you'll be punished sooner or later."

"Shh, be quiet, it's over to hear you."

"I'm just not convinced."

"If you are really unconvinced, then you will find a way to climb up by yourself. It is useless to think about it."

"Hmm."

Chen Feng didn't have to go to the bathroom like the others. After coming out, he turned a little corner, put the guitar under his feet, and stopped just as he entered the artist's restroom.

But he already had a premonition in his mind about what would happen tonight.

Although this He Jiaqi is not like Lu Weihong, her appearance is too big.

An artist's style is basically determined by the artist's manager.

Chen Feng is unlikely to have the opportunity to speak directly to He Jiaqi, so he can only deal with the other party's agent, and the hope is very slim.

It's a pity that Chen Feng just let Lu Wei dove once. He is thin-skinned, and he is embarrassed to ask for help now.

Everyone's relationship isn't that close yet, it's almost like a stranger.

Since there is a chance today, Chen Feng plans to try it out on his own first, but if it doesn't work, he will go to Lu Wei and Zheng Rou.