The next morning, the sun had broken through the darkness of dawn and the retention of the sea and jumped into the air, and was triumphantly playing the game of cloud penetration.

The sunlight filtered by the clouds, shining on the leaves outside the window, is extraordinarily harmonious.

Lin Feng had already completed the regular and rhythmic morning work, and was sitting in front of the computer carrying out the great task of transportation, the dawn of the immortal realm being completely completed was already hazy, and what he had to do at this moment was to work hard to break through the hidden fog.

As for the very lively blog posts and other information uploaded on the Internet, Lin Feng is indifferent, and the blog posts that are sent out to be seen by others are like a girl who marries out, splashes out the water, and can't get it back, the article no longer belongs to the author from the ideological level, use it to make money? Let's talk about it later, you want to benefit in a few hundred words, and it's not the state leader who signs the document.

At more than nine o'clock, Lin Feng, who was carrying freely, was interrupted by a ringtone of his mobile phone.

"Chen Zhuo? Why are you calling me at this time? Picking up the phone, Lin Feng frowned slightly.

"Hey, Editor-in-Chief Chen, I'm Lin Feng." Lin Feng swiped his finger to answer.

"I'm sorry Mr. Lin for bothering you so early. Do you have time? Chen Zhuo's voice came.

Time? What is this Chen Zhuo going to do? Lin Feng thought in his heart, and he was not slow in his mouth.

"There is time for these two days, and it will be difficult to say in a few days, I don't know what is going on with Editor-in-Chief Chen?"

"Hehe, it's not a big deal, let's come out and talk at noon, I'll book a place at the Jinhe Hotel, let's talk while eating? Please Mr. Lin to appreciate his face! Chen Zhuo heard that it was okay, and hurriedly invited.

"Well, okay, what's the time?" Lin Feng groaned for a while.

"How's it going at half-past eleven?" Chen Zhuo asked tentatively.

"Half past eleven? OK. Lin Feng said.

"Okay, I'll set the location immediately, and I'll pick you up at the door of the hotel then, hehe, then I won't bother, goodbye."

"Well, okay, goodbye."

Lin Feng hung up the phone, but his heart was full of doubts, what was the matter with this Chen Zhuo? Forget it and move on.

After thinking about it, Lin Feng put his hand on the keyboard again and continued to carry it.

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Time slides towards the unknown, and people move towards the promise.

Looking at the time, Lin Feng stretched his waist, saved the words that had been made, walked into the bathroom and washed his somewhat dry face with clean water, and after sobering up his somewhat heavy brain, Lin Feng left the house and went to the appointment.

It was close to noon, and pedestrians and vehicles on the road were speeding up between consciously and unconsciously.

Lin Feng stopped a taxi, and after reporting the address, he stopped talking, it seemed that it was the reason for noon, and the driver did not speak, he drove the car attentively, dodging left and right in the long queue of this car, and the movements were skilled.

"Sir, it's here." Parking the car steadily, the driver turned his head to Lin Fengdao.

"Well, okay, thank you." Lin Feng handed over the money.

Closing the car door, Lin Feng looked towards the door of the hotel, and saw Chen Zhuo waiting at a glance, Chen Zhuo also saw Lin Feng, and hurriedly walked over here after confirming.

"I'm sorry, Editor-in-Chief Chen came late and made you wait for a long time." After the two got together, Lin Feng said.

"It's me who came early, Mr. Lin, please." Chen Zhuo was very face-saving, he didn't flaunt how hard he waited, and he didn't complain about Lin Feng, he just said that he came early. If you are talented and have strength, people will compete to save face, and if there is no mistake, there will be a mistake.

At eleven o'clock, it was the beginning of the hotel business, the number of people began to increase, and as the crowd moved, Lin Feng and the others slowly moved to the private room locked by Chen Zhuo.

"Hehe, it's time to eat, the business of the hotel is really good!" After the two sat down, Chen Zhuo said.

"Well, that's right, with this time period and that time period at night, it's not an exaggeration for them to make money every day, what? Could it be that Editor-in-Chief Chen is also ready to develop in this direction? Lin Feng said with a smile.

"No, no, Mr. Lin laughed, the publishing house is still too busy with the problem, and it's not easy to eat in this industry." Chen Zhuo shook his hand and said.

Lin Feng smiled and didn't speak.

"Mr. Lin, choose a few dishes, let's talk while eating." Chen Zhuo picked up the menu on the table and handed it to Lin Feng.

"yes, okay." Lin Feng was not polite, but after choosing a dish at random, Lin Feng handed the menu to Chen Zhuo. Sometimes direct meaning is better than prevarication.

Seeing this, Chen Zhuo didn't say anything, but after choosing a few more dishes, he called the waiter.

After the waiter left with the menu, Chen Zhuo got down to business.

"Mr. Lin, I took the liberty to invite you here today because I want you to help with something."

"Hehe, Editor-in-Chief Chen doesn't need to be so polite, we are old friends, just say something directly." Lin Feng smiled.

"That's right, Mr. Lin, there are two things for inviting you here today, first of all, I want to thank you for handing over the Legend of the Condor Heroes to our company for distribution and publication."

"This is a mutually beneficial and win-win situation, and there is no question of thanksgiving or not." Lin Feng waved his hand.

"It's a gesture for you, but it means a lot to our publishing house, Mr. Lin, this is your share these days. The password is," Chen Zhuo took out a card and handed it to Lin Feng.

"Hehe, why is it half a month?" Lin Feng took the card and asked with a smile.

"Two days ago happened to be a settlement, so I didn't bring it with me." Chen Zhuo said that he was also very helpless, he couldn't say that there was too much money, for fear of getting confused.

"Oh, that's right." Lin Feng smiled, "Then what is the second thing that Editor-in-Chief Chen said?" ”

"I would like to ask Mr. Lin, do you have any plans to write a book recently?" Chen Zhuo organized his language.

"I'm writing a book every day!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Well, Mr. Lin, on behalf of our Star Publishing House, I solemnly request a manuscript from you." Chen Zhuo said very solemnly.

"Manuscript request? What do you mean? It doesn't seem like the Condor Shooting is over yet, right? Lin Feng was stunned.

"It's still early to finish the Condor shooting, but Mr. Lin, you also know that in an industry, a company needs to develop, and many expansions need to be expanded, especially like our publishing house, which needs a hundred flowers to bloom, so I would like to ask you for a manuscript." Chen Zhuo explained.

"Oh, that's right." Lin Feng understood. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to agree to Chen Zhuo's request, the book always has to be carried, and whoever sends it is the same, and his share of the stars is not low, why not do it, as for what to carry? Think about this.

Lin Feng thought for a while and said, "Editor-in-Chief Chen, I agree, I will take some time to write out the manuscript as soon as possible, but Editor-in-Chief Chen, what are you going to do about that?" ”

"Then I'll thank you, thank you, Mr. Lin." Chen Zhuo couldn't hide his joy, "As for that range, Mr. Lin, except for martial arts." ”

Now the club is publishing and distributing "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and the fire is a mess, so a fool can get a new martial arts book to divert it!

"Well, well, that's it. But Editor-in-Chief Chen, you have to wait a while. Lin Feng nodded.

"That's fine." Chen Zhuo asked for an answer.

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After talking about the content and sales of the Condor for a while, the waiter delivered the food.

After eating, after the guests of honor were full, the two said goodbye and left.

Back at home, the hour hand was already pointing a little.

After a brief wash, Lin Feng sat in front of the computer and began to think about what kind of manuscript would be better for Fanxing's request.

Lin Feng closed his eyes slightly, his brain was running rapidly, constantly listing and eliminating in his mind, and the speed of his brain exceeded that of Superbrain every minute.

Didi! Didi!

Opening his eyes, Lin Feng clicked on the constantly flashing ee message box, which was sent by Director Ji, according to the request sent by Lin Feng last night, after a morning of changes and recordings, the recording video of the third song of Tang Yun's album was sent again.

"Let's see if a top-notch songwriter from a top-notch company can make a top-notch change." Lin Feng was talking to himself as he clicked on the playback.

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Half an hour later, Lin Feng paused the video on the desktop and fell into deep thought, many places have been changed well, and there is a little meaning, but how do you feel that the things contained in the song have increased so much. Thinking about it, Lin Feng moved the playback pointer back to the beginning and looked at it again.

After another half an hour, Lin Feng directly turned off the video, turned on EE, and banged.

This time there are not as many things as last night, just a few sentences, the meaning is very simple, to ensure that the existing meaning of the song remains the same, and to streamline the rhythm and change of content.

After sending the message back, Lin Feng sighed, first-class songwriters in first-class large companies have this strength, but they always like to do some tricks, complicate the content, and show their level, is it necessary? It is absolutely right not to enter the company.

After dealing with Tang Yun's matter for the time being, Lin Feng opened the document and continued to carry the great cause, as for what to write in the manuscript promised Chen Zhuo, he was not in a hurry.

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Phantom Inc. Recording Studio.

All the staff members are there, waiting for Lin Feng's reply, waiting for Lin Feng to say. According to Lin Feng's instructions this morning, Tang Yun's third song has been recorded several times after being changed by the company's lyricists and composers, and it feels good, and now everyone is waiting to prepare for the next one.

Didi!

Director Ji, who was sitting in front of the computer he specially brought it, clicked on EE, and after looking at it, he smiled bitterly twice.

"Lao Shang, Lao Chai, come and take a look, Mr. Lin has a new opinion."

After listening to Director Ji's words, the two middle-aged people who had been writing and drawing on the table over there walked over with a dissatisfied face. This young man who has just entered the industry, after writing a few good songs, he really wants to float, and he has no opinion after changing it according to his meaning, and he really doesn't take the predecessors and the current generation!

Director Ji gave way to the two of them and let them read the message sent by Lin Feng by themselves.

"What does it mean to have too much content, and what does it mean to be simplistic? Hmph, it's not like he doesn't understand it and let me get rid of these! After reading Lin Feng's message, one person said coldly. He is the old Shang who is responsible for the composition of this song.

The other middle-aged man on the side didn't speak, Lin Feng didn't have anything to say, so it was none of his business, he was the old chai in charge of lyrics.

"Lao Shang, the command of this album is in the hands of Mr. Lin, he can't pass it if he doesn't say it, you are changing it, just remove the changes in the syllables that Mr. Lin didn't mention you added that Mr. Lin told me yesterday." Director Ji frowned and said helplessly. What a talented man this year!

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