I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 57: Inspiration burst

Two million one song.

What is that concept?

Chen Feng had never heard of it.

A stable music creator, unless he encounters a bottleneck period of exhaustion of inspiration, the general creative cycle is an average of one or two songs per month.

That's 4 million a month, 48 million a year.

Rounding up equals one hundred million!

By this time, Chen Feng had a deeper understanding of Lu Wei's good intentions in introducing Ou Junlang and his acquaintance.

This dude is not a fool for money.

Chen Feng's eyes changed when he saw Ou Junlang.

This is a super swindler who came to the door. He felt that if he let it go, he would be more stupid than the other party.

Anyway, Ou Junlang is not short of money. For him, two million and one million are nothing more than two hundred and one hundred yuan for ordinary people. It is neither painful nor itchy.

As long as you sell the song to him, even if it gives him enough face, it helps him pursue his dream, and the favor is still sold.

This wave is very stable.

At this moment, Chen Feng's phone rang, and it really was Chen Li who asked him about buying songs.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng said we'll talk about it later. I'll go up and discuss with Chen Li first.

Ou Junlang quit immediately and had to go upstairs with him.

While walking, he also pestered Chen Feng, "Mr. Chen, please don't do this, I'll come first, you write to me first."

Chen Feng said ruthlessly: "I'm really sorry. It must be Chen Lixian. We agreed last month."

"That's it. That's a pity." Ou Junlang scratched his head, "Then can I cut the queue with extra money?"

Chen Feng slipped under his feet and almost fell.

He sternly said, "No way."

"Okay." Ou Junlang said disappointedly.

On the second floor, Chen Li and her agent had already prepared the contract for a long time.

There are others.

The room didn't have a strong business atmosphere, and it was very easy-going. After all, we were all friends.

"Mr. Chen, are you here?"

Chen Li's agent greeted warmly, "Sit here."

Chen Feng sat down beside Chen Li, "You're welcome."

"That...Mr. Chen, you are really unkind." Chen Li pinched a smile and poked Chen Feng's shoulder lightly.

This is already the most intimate performance of her, she really can't be as unrestrained as those little young girls.

On the contrary, Chen Feng was more comfortable with her attitude, "Sister Chen Li, I don't understand what you said, but what are you saying about me being unkind?"

Chen Li hummed softly in his nose, "It's obvious that I was the one who bought your song first. You've already given three songs to others. I still don't have one. Even if the price I gave at the beginning was lower, Then you also give me a chance to add money!"

Chen Feng was really embarrassed by what she said, and accused him again and again.

"Actually, I really didn't think about it that much at the time. The price was not the main factor I considered. The main criterion for me to sell songs is whether they are suitable or not. These three songs are not tailor-made for you, so they are not particularly suitable. You see I'm not here to find you?"

Chen Li just let him go.

"Well, for the sake of your sincerity in your apology, I'll let go of what happened before. I can't let my pigeons go this time. The contract is here, you sign it quickly. Your next The song, you must give it to me. I won't take advantage of you in the price, a million! How about it?"

Chen Li showed his sincerity straight to the point.

Don't look at her tone of voice, but she is still a little nervous and pays attention to Chen Feng's attitude.

This price is the highest authority the company has given her to receive songs. If it is higher, it is not something she can do by herself.

As everyone knows, Chen Feng is paying attention to the reaction of Ou Junlang next to him.

This guy just said that he wants to double the price of the song. He heard that it was as high as 1 million, so he got 2 million, and he didn't know how he would react.

Ou Junlang looked as usual, very calm.

Chen Feng was secretly happy.

Ou Shao is worthy of Ou Shao, and he really doesn't have a feeling about one million or two million!

"Mr. Chen, you are making a statement."

Seeing that he kept silent, Chen Li urged nervously.

"Oh oh oh! I was just recalling your masterpiece, Sister Chen Li, and analyzing your style."

Chen Feng opened his eyes and started talking nonsense.

"Really? Have a clue?"

This time, not only Chen Li, but several other people were also whetted.

Chen Feng thought that he would sell three songs at a time, so he might as well be more unrestrained.

Anyway, today I'm almost too arrogant, so there's no need to keep a low profile.

"Well, I feel a little bit."

"That's great!"

Chen Li applauded and exclaimed.

Choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun, Chen Feng took a deep breath and pretended to be inspired, "please bring a pen and paper, I'll write the first song for you first."

"The first song?"

"Yes! I'm a little inspired right now, I can probably write three songs in one go. Just in time, I apologize for not selling the first three songs to you. You can pick them up when you like them all. , then sell it to you. If you don't want anything, I'll think about it and sell it to someone else."

Everyone said in unison, surprised, "Three songs?"

Chen Feng looked serious, "Yes, three songs."

Even Zhong Lei, who knows his talent extremely well, is not sure if he is joking at this time.

Song writing is not writing essays. The inspiration that can be easily obtained is often only one of the melody.

A complete song, rhythm and lyrics need to be carefully echoed, almost no one can do it overnight.

Even if you can do it with inspiration, you can't help but keep fine-tuning every word after the fact.

When the key is not adjustable, the song is formed.

Perhaps throughout the ages, only the kind of master-level figure who is truly a master can first write a complete desk in his heart, and then write a pen.

But this work just looks simple, and no one can tell how much accumulation and intensive work behind it.

Although Chen Feng is very talented, but opening his mouth is three songs at a time, which is too shocking.

Everyone neither believed nor denied him.

Chen Feng was too lazy to explain to everyone. When he got the pen and paper, he began to write at the desk.

Lines of writing flow like water on a simple notebook.

There is almost no pause in his writing, and there seems to be no thinking process at all.

Several heads were leaning against his back, face to face, eyelids to eyelids.

Everyone dared not speak out, but only dared to read the lyrics silently in their hearts.

After the current six-line lyrics came out, everyone was shocked.

The rhythm is extremely smooth, the rhythm is beautiful, the rhythm and emotion are infinitely perfect, and it has something to say.

This is indeed a pop song that perfectly fits Chen Li's style!

Not only did Chen Li feel this way, but Zhong Lei and Lu Wei also fell in love with these lyrics at a glance.

Everyone looked at Chen Feng, whose face was expressionless, his eyes focused, and he was only concentrating on writing, and he no longer knew how to describe his mood.

Ten minutes later, Chen Feng paused.

"Finished."

Chen Li's mouth was only three inches away from Chen Feng's ear. She completely forgot the truth that men and women cannot be kissed.

She asked, "What about composition?"

Chen Feng said casually: "I've also thought about the complete score. But time is tight. I'll simply sing a cappella for you first. After listening to it, think about whether you like it or not, and then talk about the score later. After all, you have to hurry up. , before the inspiration fades, I'd better write the other two as soon as possible."

Everyone was speechless.

You are serious!

Now that I have done it, I have no scruples and never look back.

Chen Feng didn't care about his poor singing skills and mediocre voice, he just sang a cappella in front of several music bigwigs.

I don't deny that he sings very ordinary, basically only sings the tune exactly.

But everyone present will make up their own minds, substituting their own voices into the rhythm of this new song, and a strong intracranial impact will arise spontaneously.

As the only male present besides Chen Feng, Ou Junlang, because of his size and gender, was inconvenient to get behind Chen Feng to fight the crowd, so he had to watch from the opposite side.

But at this time, the way he looked at Chen Feng was no longer the ordinary admiration he had before.

He's just looking at a fairy!

My mom!

Absolutely!

An hour passed...

During this period, Lu Wei went out for a while.

Although I am very reluctant, Lu Wei, as the host, has to welcome her and send her away, otherwise it will be a loss of etiquette.

But after sending the person away, she didn't dare to stay outside for much longer. She trotted all the way upstairs and came back~IndoMTL.com~ She just heard Chen Feng finish singing the end of the last song, and then Chen Li chanted.

"I want Mr. Chen! I want all three! I want all of them!"

Lu Wei's hand that pushed the door slightly paused.

She felt an emotion called loss.

She has to admit that she has always been an independent author, and at this moment she begins to be jealous of Chen Li's good luck.

However, if you miss it, you miss it.

I really want to have the opportunity to experience the effect of singing Chen Feng's songs with my own voice.

Seeing that everyone was shocked by himself, Chen Feng was very satisfied.

Now that Chen Li has asked for everything, the three million will be in his hands.

The next focus should be the six million in Ou Junlang's pocket.

He looked at Zhong Lei again.

He robbed her of three songs in front of her face, and I don't know if she will be hurt internally.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Zhong Lei shouted.

Chen Feng's heart thumped, and he secretly shouted that he was going to suffer.

But then Zhong Lei ignored him and turned to look at Lu Wei at the door.

"Sister Lu Wei, do you have a studio here?"

Lu Wei nodded, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Zhong Lei ran over and said, "Please take me there, Chen Feng's three songs have had a strong impact on me. Right now... I want to write a song that really belongs to me right now. I was too forward-looking before, I should believe in myself more, I should be like Chen Feng, as long as I have inspiration, I will write it immediately!"

Chen Feng glared fiercely.

You are afraid of being a monster!

What about internal injuries?

How are you inspired?

If I copy you like this, I can't subdue you?