"Then I won't delay Sister Rou's time, you can go in quickly."

Chen Feng made a gesture to leave.

Zheng Rou didn't seem to want to end the topic so quickly, so she stopped him.

"No, I'll just wait outside, He Jiaqi's agent Mai Hui came out to see me. Although Mai Hui is a bit girly, he is quite enthusiastic, very good at handling things, and has a wide range of contacts in the circle. Mr. Chen, as a new musician, it doesn't hurt to get acquainted, I'll introduce you later. ”

Zheng Rou's curiosity about Chen Feng is based on Lu Wei's evaluation.

Since Lu Wei once said that he is talented, there is no harm in forming so many good karmas.

As an artist, Lu Wei is very busy, and she doesn't have the time to socialize, nor does she have the mood.

Zheng Rou is Lu Wei's agent, so she should be responsible for these trivial matters involving connections and other aspects.

Chen Feng was shocked when he heard Zheng Rou's evaluation of Mai Hui.

Welcoming?

Very good at handling things?

Is the Mai Hui I just met another person in a parallel world?

The two were chatting when a sharp shout was heard in the distance.

"Sister Rou!"

Both looked back at the same time.

Mak Hui's tall, thin figure was standing at the entrance of the Le Mei Bar.

He swung his right hand widely, and at the same time he stretched his neck and trotted all the way like tassels in an autumn wheat field.

Chen Feng's expression was a little dazed.

Is this really a person?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that there would be such a big contrast between the two sides of a person.

But Chen Feng didn't plan to deal with this person again, before the other party ran over, he turned around and said to Zheng Rou, "Sister Rou, I'm sorry I left in a hurry, I'll visit another day if I have the chance." ”

Zheng Rou saw that he seemed to be really busy, but she didn't force him to stay, so she responded: "Okay, I wish Mr. Chen another good work as soon as possible." ”

"Thank you."

As soon as Chen Feng walked away, Mai Hui had already approached.

"Sister Rou, you said that this big night, you came here for your hard work."

Zheng Rou smiled, "Don't get in the way, I'll go in and sit too." By the way, tomorrow Mr. He is going to participate in a variety show on a provincial station, right? ”

"That's right."

"That's right. In tomorrow's program, the TV station will arrange seven or eight newcomers to warm up. Among them, there is a little sister named Tong Bao'er who is the niece of my friend's family, and when the time comes, I will need more support from Mr. He, and I will say a little more to Tong Bao'er in the show, and just say anything. It's also convenient for the TV station to give more shots. ”

This is the real purpose of Zheng Rou's special trip here.

The size of the wrist is one thing, but this kind of thing of asking people to do things, whether you can have a face-to-face interview or a face-to-face interview, this is not a loss of etiquette.

Mai Hui nodded again and again, "Since Sister Rou ordered, I will emphasize it to Jiaqi when I go back." ”

After her request was completed, Zheng Rou couldn't help but asked more, "The person I chatted with just now is called Chen Feng, you seem to have a little contradiction with him?" ”

Chen Feng thought that he was well hidden, but he was as keen as Zheng Rou looked at his fast-moving appearance, as if he was afraid of being approached by Mai Hui, which was not a common annoyance.

So now Zheng Rou has a little more mouth, thinking that if the contradiction is not intense, she will be a peacemaker.

Mai Hui was at a loss, "Chen Feng? The young guy with the guitar you were chatting with just now? I was about to ask you if he was harassing you too, and he was ready to call the security guards. ”

Zheng Rou was stunned, "Huh? How so? ”

"Sister Rou, you don't know that this person is so neurotic. Jiaqi was still singing on stage, and I was about to go backstage to take a break, but he directly blocked the road, saying that he had written a song and wanted to sell it to me, which was crazy. ”

Zheng Rou was slightly surprised, "Huh? He's got another song? ”

"Again?" Mak Hui was keenly aware of what was wrong.

"Well, some time ago he wrote a very good new song and wanted to sell it to Vivi. Weiwei listened to it well, but the style didn't fit very well, so she introduced it to others. It's a pity that he later changed his mind and didn't tie up the line. ”

This time, it was Mai Hui's turn to be dumbfounded.

Of course, Mak Hui knows that Lu Wei has always created her own works and never considered the works of other producers.

But the reason why Lu Wei rejected Chen Feng was not that the song was bad, but that the style did not fit?

And although Lu Wei didn't buy it herself, she also took the initiative to be an introducer, which can better explain the quality of the song.

Is this person's level really that high?

Mak Hui hurriedly asked, "How good is his song?" ”

Zheng Rou replied: "I can't say how good it is, and I don't understand it very well, but Wei Wei said it's good, that's good." And also let me have time to keep in touch with him more, if he writes another song suitable for Weiwei, he can also sell it to us, and we will reserve it in the music library for the time being. ”

Hisss hiss!

Mai Hui gasped frantically.

It's really embarrassing now.

"It's over, I just rejected him, and the tone is not very good."

When Chen Feng was about to walk downstairs to his house, the phone rang, and it was Zheng Rou calling.

Put through.

But it was not Zheng Rou who spoke inside, but Mai Hui, a sissy.

"Hello Mr. Chen, I'm Mak Hui......"

"I'm sorry I don't sell it. My work is not very mature and does not deserve it. ”

Chen Feng replied so bluntly, and then hung up the phone.

Another half an hour passed, and the phone rang again, and it was Zheng Rou calling again.

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, Mai Hui has to let me be a peacemaker."

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay. Sister Rou, you're bothered. ”

"I think it's better to settle the grievances than to settle them, it's a trivial matter, otherwise I'll be the east another day, invite the two of you to have a meal together, and sit down to have a good chat."

Chen Feng smiled in the air, "Sister Rou, you are too careful." I didn't bother to bother with him, I thought about it carefully before, and I really felt that this new song was not mature enough and needed to be polished again. ”

"Oh, yes, Vivi is surprised that you have a new song so quickly."

After a brief chat, he hung up the phone, and Chen Feng's ordinary but fulfilling day came to an end.

Boredom, he turned on the computer again, listened to "Boring" again, and then went back to bed and prepared for bed.

If nothing else, Zhong Lei should be able to meet the person in charge of Kuge tomorrow and get relatively good conditions, then she can sign a contract.

Let's hope everything goes well.

Turn off the lights.

Boom!

There was a loud bang from upstairs, like something had fallen on the floor.

Chen Feng was startled, jumped up from the bed, and staggered upstairs, "What's wrong?" Something is wrong! ”

"Chen Feng! Good news! ”

Zhong Lei slammed open the door.

She held the phone in her hand, and her face was full of restrained joy.

But it is this kind of restraint that can tell others more about her gaffe, how amazing the good news she just got.

At this time, Zhong Lei's forehead was slightly red, thinking that she had just gotten the good news and planted it from the bed carelessly.

"What's the news?"

Chen Feng asked happily.

Zhong Lei didn't answer, her eyes drifted down.

Chen Feng was also stunned after asking.

It turned out that both were wearing only undershirts.

Zhong Lei closed the door again, and Chen Feng fled back downstairs.

It took a few minutes for the two upstairs and downstairs to explain things clearly on the phone.

It turned out that just now, the employee of Kuge suddenly called her, saying that the supervisor had listened carefully to the DEMO of "Bore", and was very satisfied, and decided to give a B-level contract, just go over and sign the contract tomorrow.

The copyright licensing contract of Kuge, except for the special contract for special events, is divided into four levels of ABCD.

The most rubbish is the D-class, which is also the version that Zhong Lei and Chen Feng have been dissatisfied with before, and it is specially used to pass the pure sprout.

A little next to the C grade, which the two had been trying to fight for.

But I didn't expect the other party to give it directly to the B level, which is the highest level of contract that the copyright director can give if he signs it personally.

Those who can sign B-level contracts are usually at least second-tier singers.

Although she didn't know exactly what happened, Zhong Lei was really happy.

Chen Feng also thinks this is gratifying.

After being excited for almost half an hour, Chen Feng fell asleep.

……

"Private Chen Feng! Dequeue! ”

Chen Feng opened his eyes fiercely.

Once again, I saw a familiar and unfamiliar scene.

Playgrounds, flying machines, cloudless skies, and a large bell tower full of science and technology......

and Ding Hu's "hateful" square face.

His mind was racing, and before he knew it, another month had passed.

I'm dreaming again!

No, I'm back!

Start the countdown.

10, 9, 8...... Three, two, one.

"Still in a daze? Give me ten laps around the playground! ”

As soon as the countdown ended, Ding Hu came up again, with the same hideous expression and the same roaring tone.

Once again, after a thousand years, as always, we started from running circles.

Everything is under control.

Chen Feng secretly made up his mind.

Things are about already clear.

This is the third time, and there will be no more surprises.

Then on the night of the 26th of every month, I will inevitably have this dream, and it will inevitably come to the millennium later!

The same will be true next month.

The matter of copying songs as porters can be continued.

So this time, as the creator of "Boredom", have I left my name after a thousand years?

What about Zhong Lei?

Is she still there?

Chen Feng couldn't wait to put wings on himself, and quickly flew back to the dormitory area after training, and then used his personal brain to check the situation on the Internet.

"Let you run in circles, what are you giggling at! Ten more laps! That's a total of 20 laps! ”

Ding Hu's voice floated from afar.

Chen Feng:!