Half past seven in the morning. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Li Mingcheng woke up on time under the reminder of the alarm clock. Now is the time for him to grow his body, of course, the chaotic schedule of his previous life must be abandoned, Li Mingcheng's height in his previous life was finally fixed at 178, and he didn't want to be ridiculed again for being a second-class cripple in his second rank one day in the future......

As the saying goes, women have always been the biggest motivation for men. For example, a girl of 1.82 meters made Li Mingcheng a thief under pressure.

As soon as his eyes opened, Li Mingcheng took a few seconds to completely wake up his brain, which was shaking after sleep, and then got up and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

After quickly completing the washing work, Li Mingcheng changed into a set of sportswear and left the hotel.

According to Daisy's words, adequate sleep is the only way to maintain a woman's beauty, so at this time, Daisy is still in bed for her beauty sleep. Having experienced it last time, this time Li Mingcheng would not be bored trying to wake her up.

Out of the hotel gate, Li Mingcheng began to jog on the sidewalk, recently he developed the habit of morning exercise, except for yesterday because he overslept and did not get up once.

There is a park about a thousand meters away from the hotel. The park is not big, but many people from the neighborhood come here in the morning for morning exercises, men, women, young and old.

When Li Mingcheng ran to the park, there were already quite a lot of people in the park.

Li Mingcheng found a location close to the man-made lake in the park, and began to do warm-up movements, and when he felt that his whole body was moving, Li Mingcheng began to play Bajiquan.

If you want to exercise your body, you still have to bajiquan, just from the perspective of the exercise effect, it is estimated that running 10,000 meters is not worth half an hour of boxing.

Although Li Mingcheng is looking for a very remote location, his behavior is too eye-catching. It turns out that it is indeed the nature of all human beings to like to watch the excitement, regardless of gender, age, or nationality.

Li Mingcheng had only been fighting for about ten minutes, and the people of the US imperialists had already gathered around him to watch the excitement.

"Hey, are you doing Chinese kung fu?" It seems that Cheng Long and Li Lianjie's kung fu films have had a lot of influence in the United States in recent years, and some people actually recognized them.

Li Mingcheng did not answer him immediately, but continued to box. When practicing boxing, Li Mingcheng had a condensed breath in his chest, and as soon as he spoke, his anger dispersed, and this punch was in vain.

After finishing the routine in his hand, Li Mingcheng put away his posture and said to the people around him with a smile: "That's right, this is Huaxia Kung Fu." ”

"Wow, cool!" The person who asked the question was a white man in his thirties, and he said a sign gesture of Cheng Long, "I know, Jackie Chan, wow!" ”

"Haha." The man's act of living treasure caused a burst of good-natured laughter from the crowd.

The man seemed to be a kung fu fan, and he didn't care about everyone's laughter, but looked at Li Mingcheng eagerly: "Hey, can you teach me?" I love Kung Fu so much! ”

"This can't be done...... Li Mingcheng rejected him mercilessly, "You're too old to learn!"

Then there was another burst of laughter.

The white man's face instantly showed a constipation-like expression.

In the laughter of everyone, Li Mingcheng turned around and continued to box. In his words, we are people who want to be stars, what is this small-scale onlooker?

I have to say that in terms of psychological quality, Li Mingcheng is still quite qualified, and this product is thick-skinned enough.

After punching several times, he was covered in stinky sweat. Li Mingcheng rested for a while, then waved goodbye to the surrounding American imperialist people and withdrew.

I really couldn't stay any longer, the white uncle's eyes were resentful, like a little daughter-in-law who had been abandoned by Li Mingcheng from the beginning, and Li Mingcheng felt a chill down his spine.

Back at the hotel, Daisy was already up in bed. The two took the elevator down to the cafeteria on the second floor of the hotel and had a nutritious breakfast. After breakfast, the two of them left the hotel and went straight to the Kiwi Electric Building.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Li Mingcheng and Daisy arrived at Rockefeller Center. After paying for the car, the two of them entered the Gothic high-rise building with ease.

Behind the front desk of the hall was still an acquaintance, Jenny, and when she saw the two walking in, Jenny greeted them with a smile: "Hi, Leo, Daisy, good morning." ”

"Good morning, Miss Jenny, I haven't seen you for a day, you've become pretty again~" Li Mingcheng responded familiarly.

"Thank you." Jenny covered her mouth and chuckled, "You're here for Mr. Bob, right?" ”

"yes, can you get in touch with me?" Li Mingcheng nodded.

"Of course," said Jenny, "Bob said that you can go directly to the director's office when you come. ”

"That couldn't be better." Li Mingcheng laughed.

"Alright, you go about your business!" Daisy pushed Li Mingcheng, "Don't disturb me chatting with Jenny." ”

"......" the corners of Li Mingcheng's mouth twitched. When did these two become so close? Are all friendships between women so elusive?

Looking at Daisy and Jenny, who had already begun to discuss cosmetics and the fashion trends of the season, Li Mingcheng touched his nose in embarrassment and turned around and walked to the elevator room.

In the schematic map of the building in the corridor, Li Mingcheng found the location of the music director's office, and then walked directly into the elevator.

After getting out of the elevator and turning right, after walking about seven or eight meters, Li Mingcheng saw a sign hanging "Music Director's Office", and there was a line of small letters under the large bold letters, which read: Scott Dylan - it should be the name of the owner of this office.

Li Mingcheng reached out and knocked lightly on the office door.

A few seconds later, a man's calm voice came from inside the door: "Please come in." ”

Li Mingcheng tidied up his appearance outside the door, slowly pushed open the door and walked in.

"Hey, Leo, you're finally here, we just talked about you before!" There were two middle-aged men sitting at the desk, one was Bob whom Li Mingcheng knew, and the other was unknown to Li Mingcheng, but it could be guessed that he was the RCA's music director, Scott Dylan.

Seeing Li Mingcheng walk in, Bob stood up with a smile and greeted him warmly.

"Good morning Bob, I hope you're not speaking ill of me." Li Mingcheng quipped.

"Of course not, we're saying good things about you." Bob stepped forward and hugged Li Mingcheng, let go of him, turned to look at Scott, and introduced the two, "He is the Leo I mentioned to you." This is Scott, RCA's Music Director. ”

"Mr. Scott, it's a pleasure to meet you." Li Mingcheng nodded at Skod.

"Me too, Leo, it's an honor to meet a young man of your calibre." Scott stood up and laughed.

"Thank you, you've won the prize."

"Okay, don't be polite, sit down first, let's talk while drinking, okay?" Bob proposed, "Scott, what do you think?" ”

"Oh, my mistake, Leo, please come and sit down." Scott smiled apologetically.

"Okay, thanks." Li Mingcheng nodded, walked to the desk, and sat down in the leather chair opposite Scott.

There was a coffee machine in Scott's office, and Bob expertly turned out the instant coffee powder, brewed a cup of coffee and put it in front of Li Mingcheng.

"Only instant ones, I hope you won't mind. If you're done, if you're free, I can treat you to a cup of hand-ground Blue Mountain, and there's a great café nearby. Bob said.

"Of course not, I'll tell you that I can't tell the difference between ground coffee and instant coffee at all?" Li Mingcheng winked at him.

"Haha, actually, I can't tell the difference." Bob laughed.

Li Mingcheng took a small sip of coffee, and then put down the cup. Although he had lived in England for three years in his previous life, to be honest, he was not very interested in coffee, and he preferred to drink cocoa drinks in comparison.

"Hey, why don't we talk about contracts first? I can't wait, you know, I was so excited last night that I couldn't sleep! Li Mingcheng's tone was exaggerated.

"Haha, I can understand you," Scott smiled, "then let's get straight to the point." ”

He said as he took out a stack of bound A4 paper from the drawer and handed it over, "This is your contract, you can take a look, if there is anything you don't like, you can bring it up." ”

"Oh, I've been obsessed with RCA for a long time," Li Mingcheng took the contract and opened it, "I don't think you will let me down......"

Li Mingcheng suddenly got stuck, because he could see the contents of the contract clearly, to be exact, he could see the words on the first line on the first page of the contract.

Li Mingcheng quietly grabbed the pile of paper, the skin of his finger knuckles was white due to excessive force, he slowly raised his head, glanced at Bob next to him with an unnatural look, and then turned his head to look at Scott who was smiling.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Scott asked with a smile.

"Mr. Scott, I wonder if there is some misunderstanding here? I want to be a singer, not a music songwriter! Li Mingcheng said with a pale face.

"No, no, Leo, it's you who misunderstood." Scott waved his hand, "Trust me, you're better suited to be a songwriter than a singer!" ”

"Oh, Bob, that's not what we said before!" Li Mingcheng suppressed his anger and looked at Bob and said in a deep voice.

"Leo, I'm ......"

"Oh, Leo, listen to me, what's so good about a singer?" Scott waved his hand to stop Bob, who wanted to speak, and said to Li Mingcheng, "Fame? Money? Status? You can have these songwriters as well, and you can become a producer in the future, or even a director of a big company, like me! And you don't have to worry about a group of rabid fans and paparazzi who only care about your privacy everywhere you go! How nice! ”

"No, Scott, you don't understand!"

"I don't understand? No, Leo, it's you who don't understand. Scott shook his head, "You don't understand America, you don't understand business!" Be a singer? No one is going to pay for a Chinese kid! Scott shook his head.

Li Mingcheng stood up, "Scott, this is what you really want to say." ”

He took a deep breath and leaned down to look at Scott, his fingertips tapping lightly on the stack of contracts, "I guess we don't have anything to talk about." ”

Li Mingcheng turned his head and left.

"Leo, wait!" Bob hurriedly stood up and shouted.

"Bob, let him go," Scott stopped his colleague, "Leo, I can tell you bluntly, you can't find a second company willing to sign you other than RCA." Talented? The last thing that America lacks is genius! The most important thing for people is not talent, but to be able to recognize their own position! ”

Li Mingcheng stopped at the door, and the uncontrollable heat in his chest swelled up. Before he came, he was in high spirits, and he couldn't imagine that he would be greeted today.

After taking a few deep breaths and finally suppressing the heat, Li Mingcheng secretly clenched his fists and slowly turned around.

He glanced at Bob and then at Scott, staring at the stinky face he wanted to punch.

"What, Leo, have you changed your mind?" The stinky face laughed again.

Li Mingcheng finally couldn't help it: "Mr. Scott, remember what you said today!"

"One day I'll let the world know that RCA's music director is a self-righteous and racist idiot!"

Completely tearing his face, Li Mingcheng walked out of the office without looking back.

The office door slammed shut quickly behind him, and behind the door were the faces of two angry middle-aged men.