Rather die than submit! This word doesn't seem to be very good here, Zhang Dadao is not dead yet!

Dead duck has a hard beak, and that word seems apt.

The allies have all turned off, and Director Zhang Da is still singing a one-man show here.

But no one paid any attention to him.

Of course, the whispers of the big directors are still a lot of micro-powders, whether they are sarcastic or supportive, there will always be a turn. And there are some comments added to it.

"Zhang Dadao is Zhang Dadao after all, look at this experience in this people's mouth water is still strong, strong enough! + The whisper of the big guide. ”

"Director Zhang, you are still domineering! + Whispering. ”

"How do you think that if the younger generation is too good, it is disrespectful to the senior? This logic is strong and can't be explained, it's called tough! + Whispering. ”

"Yes, it is necessary to respect the elders, and if you don't fight back, you won't scold back, otherwise your character is not good. + Whispering. ”

……

Wow......

In the high-end villa area of Kyoto, in the study room of Villa No. 101, Director Zhang behind the table slammed the books and papers on the table off the table, his eyes seemed to be on fire, and the white smoke on his head could be seen with the naked eye.

The screen of the desktop computer flickered and flickered, and the whispers opened on it, as if they were laughing at him.

The seniority was photographed on the iron plate, and the bank card in the drawer was gone, and the warmth when I got it became cold.

"Lin Feng, I remember you, let's take a look at the music world, it's easy to make, hum! And the film and television industry. Acting and excellent singing, singing and excellent acting. As long as you come, I'll let you go. ”

Sitting down, Director Zhang Da calmed down, forced himself to calm down, and said fiercely. The issue of face for a successful middle-aged person is absolutely important.

In the face of Director Zhang's hard mouth, Lin Feng ignored him, and kept the last fig leaf for him first, busy with it, writing, competitions, and dealing with those big companies, you can't be ranked for the time being, and the days will be long in the future, and I will clean you up later.

The sun is setting, and the dusk is getting old.

Midsummer finally revealed the corner of the volcano two days after the college entrance examination, even if the weather was still a little hot near dusk, the trees on the street were constantly shaking, and the monotonous and repeated Zen sound was mixed into the wind, which was a little more dry.

Pedestrians at the beginning of the nightlife are walking in the bustling footsteps, some are in a hurry, as if they are going to a certain date, and some are enjoying this free sauna... No matter what kind of identity requires to receive what kind of guests, the instant passing of each other is just that momentary fate, no one cares about these things, and countless times of rubbing shoulders with countless people are enough to make the most caring people ignore these.

Lin Feng walked on the street, he had an appointment today, the other party was a man - Chen Wen, Lin Feng, who was still carrying rhythm code words in the afternoon, was harassed by him with a phone call, Lin Feng still had to come, he still owed someone a barbecue?

As for the signing and appointment songs of those companies, "I have to prepare to participate in the Imperial Good Production recently, and I have to adjust my condition, I don't have time to do these things for the time being, let's talk about it later!" Thank you for your understanding! ”

In a word, Lin Feng got rid of the entanglement of many companies, as for what they should do next? Not under consideration.

The location agreed by the two is in the snack street of the wind market, although it is not a holiday, but the place to eat will never feel that there are many people, the snack street is very lively, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a tide of people, and from time to time there are two young and middle-aged people with guitars or erhu and other musical instruments, etc., in some empty places, playing and singing songs and playing famous songs, seeking a livelihood.

When they arrived at the agreed place, the two found a barbecue restaurant at the corner of the street, found a table in the open air and sat down, and after ordering something, the two opened the conversation box and chatted.

"Hey, Brother Feng, what's the matter with you, all of a sudden, such a cow, writing songs, singing, composing, and writing books as production, did you worship that great god?"

Chen Wen looked at him with a curious expression, obviously still feeling incredible, how low-key and even ignored and isolated tablemates had become so powerful?

Lin Feng picked up the big glass with beer on the table and forgot that he had some in his small cup, and tasted it slightly, a little bitter: "I used to be low-key, but now I am high-profile, is this explanation okay?" ”

"Brother Feng, you are talking nonsense, you have never been a high-profile person, otherwise why would there be no detailed information, specific photos and scandals of you on the Internet now."

Chen Wen muttered, picked up the cup on the table and took a big sip, "Now that your songs and the songs you created for Starlight on the Xinsheng Network firmly occupy the position of the charts, your Wukong has not yet come down from the best-selling list!" It's getting crazier. What do you think we should say? Brother Feng. ”

"By the way, and your new song, look at those celebrities who shocked them, don't you know that when I met that classmate today, my eyes were red when I talked about you. I know you're amazing, but I didn't expect even celebrities to dare to scold you now! ”

"That's it, it's not a big deal, it still depends on strength."

Coincidentally, the boss walked over with a stainless steel plate holding the barbecue and delivered it to the table, and after Lin Feng said thank you to the boss, he said this to Chen Wendao.

Picking up a steaming lamb skewer, Chen Wen took a bite and said vaguely: "That's right, some celebrities are hypocritical, don't use birds, slap them in the face." By the way, the squad leader still asked me about you today? Why don't you contact the squad leader? ”

"If I contact the squad leader, do you think you can still eat this barbecue? And I really didn't mean that to the squad leader, I said can you stop being so gossipy? ”

Lin Feng slowly chewed and swallowed the roasted golden flesh and bones, and said casually and solemnly.

"Alas, what a pity, I see that the class leader is starting to be interesting to you, you see that the class leader is both a class flower and a school flower, and the conditions at home are not bad, but you are starting to stay away, I don't care at all, hey, boss, another twenty skewers of mutton and two bottles of beer."

The front is still talking about gossip, but the back directly beckons the boss to serve meat and wine, how can this brain be so able to jump, can the thinking be a little more off-line?

After a pause, Chen Wen stared at Lin Feng and said, "You see that you can't talk about this topic yet?" As for glaring at me? This one. ”

"You're going to invite you? If I don't stay away, you'll lose, you, understand? Lin Feng said sentence by sentence.

"Uh. I said Brother Feng, you. Two more beers from the owner. Chen Wen transferred the object.

"Okay, I'll be right here."

The lean boss greeted and brought the beer over in a slippery manner, with a smile on his face all the time, and the joy in his heart could not be hidden on his face. Today, his business is very good, and he has a good income in his heart.

The beer in the barbecue restaurant is either a large glass of draft beer or a bottle of beer, all of which are chilled, and the price is basically the same.

"Here, touch one."

Raised the wine glass, the two touched one, this wine, take a sip, feel heartfelt! It's liberated, it's so comfortable!

While eating, the two talked, past, present and future, and before they knew it, it was dark.

The flow of people in the snack street at night is more and more, and the business of the shops is naturally more prosperous, and all kinds of lights reflect the darkness in pieces, like the five-colored tail fish roaming in the water under the lamp, and the colorful brilliance flows in the lively long street, which has a unique charm.

While eating, Lin Feng suddenly saw a person wearing a gray shirt and some whitish jeans standing on the corner of the street, unloading the guitar case behind him, opening the box, putting the wide box in front of him, and then tuning as if he was ready to sing.

After a while, a low singing voice rushed into his ears, and Lin Feng was stunned in his seat, listening to the singing for a while.

"Looking at my current appearance, what do I feel in my heart, my daily life is so hesitant, and every day is left for fantasy......"

"It's... It's ......"

Lin Feng's eyes widened, and they were huge. Lin Feng has not heard many songs in this life since he was reborn, but he has obtained a lot of song information from Lin Feng's memory. He knows that this song was written by Li Guangzong, he has not heard the original song, and now he doesn't need to listen to this original song, the song is not a problem, what he wants is this voice.

This voice is so familiar!

Sand but not dumb, clear and high-pitched, obviously an invisible voice but giving people an angular texture, low and full of vicissitudes, singing without falsetto at all, completely with the true voice to show the true feelings, singing with the heart of life unyielding......

"Brother Feng, what are you in a daze, eat!" Chen Wen's cry interrupted Lin Feng's thoughts.

"Well, okay, here we go." With an inexplicable mood, with a little nostalgia and a little surprise in his expression, Lin Feng took a sip of wine, the slightly bitter taste made Lin Feng calm down, and after a few sips with Chen Wen, he looked at the singer.

"Chen Wen, I'll go over there for a while, you eat first." Chen Wen pointed in the direction of the singer.

"Damn, you have to give full play to the ability of a producer to eat! Go, I'll eat mine, you'll be back in a moment! Don't lose it. Chen Wen turned his head to look at it and said slightly drunk.

"Hehe, don't worry! You eat first, I'll be back in a while, this person is amazing! Lin Feng looked at the singer who was singing and muttered.

Slowly walked over, bypassing the crowd, Lin Feng touched the man's shoulder with his fingers, the other party turned to look at Lin Feng, stopped playing, and the low guitar sound also stopped.

Now Lin Feng has drunk a lot of beer, and he has a slight sense of alcohol, but the alcohol only adds a little charm to him, and he does not mess up the logic at all, he is very calm when he speaks, and his smile is natural and peaceful.

"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?"