Zhong Lei is in this state at this time, and it seems that no one can stop it.

Lu Wei called a servant and asked the maid to take Zhong Lei to the singing room.

Lu Wei also deliberately instructed the maid to take out her superb guitar, which was worth a lot of money.

As for the piano, there is no need to deliberately prepare, and the practice room is a top-level Steinway and Sons worth more than one million.

Usually, at this time, Lu Wei should have gone to a simple gym, and then washed up and went to sleep.

But today she is reluctant to leave, she still wants to see how many surprises Chen Feng will give people today.

So far, Chen Feng has come up with five new songs at her birthday party.

Each song is of excellent quality, and it can be called a classic, and it can withstand the baptism of time without going out of style.

To change it to someone else's head, you only need to write one of them, and it is enough to eat for a lifetime.

But Chen Feng took it all out in one go, like a cabbage.

Listeners with poor tasting skills may gradually feel numb because they have been exposed to too many classics in a short period of time, and then think that these songs are not enough.

To digest such a huge amount of information and the charm of the classics, ordinary people can only understand why the classics are called classics after repeated tastes, experience forgetting, think again, listen again, and have new feelings.

But the people present today, even Ou Junlang, who seems to be the most unreliable, have actually worked music.

It was precisely because of their knowledge that everyone was even more shocked.

Chen Li's agent called on the spot to report to the big boss behind the company, preparing to change the contract.

Ou Junlang on the side was so sour, "Brother, what about mine!" Mine! I'll call you brother, pull me up! I really don't want to go back to managing the company, where am I that material, my dad is just blindly tossing. ”

Lu Wei smiled: "Ou Shao, if you want your father to hear this, I'm afraid I will have to whip you up." You are also a Ivy League graduate of international economics and trade, and you said that you also got an MBA certificate, right? How could it not be that piece of material. ”

Ou Junlang said angrily: "Let him twitch." What Ivy League school, what MBA, it was all in order to make the old man happy, and I used some tricks to get it. Everyone has their own ambitions, I spent the first half of my life living in order to satisfy others, and I want to be myself in the second half of my life. ”

Chen Feng asked in surprise: "Can the certificate of the Ivy League school also be mixed?" ”

Ou Junlang spread his hands, "Of course you can, it's nothing more than the difference between spending more money and less money." ”

Chen Feng said that he was convinced, and he couldn't understand the world of rich people.

"Okay, count you cow."

"Don't talk about me yet, let's talk about songs. Brother, I beg you, give me a whole song! ”

Ou Junlang did not have the bearing of the second generation of a dignified and wealthy family, and his hand around Chen Feng swayed.

Chen Feng gave him this tongue twister and shook people offensive, making one head and two big.

He was in a heart, anyway, it's already like this today, so he just don't do it and keep going, and make all the money that should be earned.

"Good! I'll write it to you! I'll write it to you! ”

He slapped the table and said.

"Huh? It's true? That one...... Brother Feng, you haven't even listened to my songs. You can tell what style I'm suitable for by looking at my face? ”

What Chen Feng thought in his heart was, I don't care what style you have!

I have those three Liang Yuan's songs in my head!

But his conscience has become like this, and there is no such thing as moderation.

He smiled kindly, "It's not that scary, but I've heard you say so much, and the characteristics of your voice have formed a complete framework in my mind, and I can write songs for you." ”

Ou Junlang sighed: "Is it like this! Awesome my brother! ”

He Jiaqi next to him smacked his tongue, "There is a big difference between speaking and singing!" You see I'm like this, who would have thought that what I was best at would be rock 'n' roll. ”

Chen Feng grinned, "I can only say that this is a feeling, if you want to ask me what the basis is, I can't tell." Okay, I'm ready to write. It's still the old rule, after I write it out, Ou Shao, you listen to it first, and then decide whether you want it or not. ”

Chen Feng deliberately did not raise the price, Ou Fatzi himself should understand.

"Yes! Of course I do! ”

Ou Junlang said categorically.

This time, Chen Feng's speed was much higher than before, it only took less than forty minutes, three songs were released, and he only sang them once.

Liang Yuan, a singer, is very literary and artistic, and his core masterpieces are basically folk songs.

Liang Yuan's classic songs are not as many as Zhong Lei, and the three songs carefully selected by Chen Feng are, in a sense, not too many masterpieces whose quality is not lost to Zhong Lei.

After all, Liang Yuan relied on these folk songs to establish the status of a thousand rivers and lakes thousands of years ago.

"Ballads? It turns out that I am best suited for ballads? ”

Holding the lyric book in his hand, Ou Junlang was stunned, a little unbelievable.

Chen Feng nodded, "The specific effect, I'm afraid you have to make the complete song yourself to know." You can now simply hum. But I'm sure if you want to make a breakthrough in the path of singers, you are indeed the best fit for these three ballads. ”

Ou Junlang really tried to hum a few sentences.

Don't really say it, don't look at him as a really bad person, he sings, and his voice is very magnetic, which is especially suitable for this kind of literary style.

He wants to be a singer, not just because he has a hot brain, but because he has some talent, much better than Chen Feng.

After Ou Junlang sang, Wu Zi asked Lu Wei a little unconfidently, "Sister Weiwei, how do you feel?" ”

Lu Wei, who was looking at Chen Feng's face in a daze, suddenly came back to his senses, "Ah! Very good! Very good! ”

"Really?"

"It's true!"

In fact, Lu Wei thinks that she can't judge whether Ou Junlang is really suitable for folk songs.

Perhaps the fundamental reason is that the quality of the song itself is too good, even if it is just a mediocre singer singing it, it can still achieve unexpected results.

However, Lu Wei didn't want to hurt Ou Junlang's confidence at this time, she hoped that Chen Feng could do this big business.

"The song, of course, is impeccable. I am impressed with you again, Mr. Chen. ”

Lu Wei picked up the notebook without hesitation, and said while savoring it.

She had always thought that Chen Feng could only write women's songs, but after these three songs came out, she felt that her judgment was wrong.

The names of these three songs are "Bud in the Heart", "Lonely Love Covered Bridge", and "Wind Flying Flowers".

Just looking at the title of the song, you will feel a little girly.

But the lyrics inside and the charm of Chen Feng's humming are not feminine at all.

With only a little picture in mind, you can imagine a man who is affectionate and affectionate, watching over the perfect woman in his heart.

Everything seems to be harmonious, which is a further testament to Chen Feng's talent.

But Lu Wei couldn't help but think of Zhong Lei, who was working on the creation in her own singing studio, and carefully pondered the lyrics, and her keen intuition told her that these three songs were confession letters written by Chen Feng to Zhong Lei.

At this moment, Lu Wei was confused.

Chen Feng's eyes were gradually shrouded in a thick layer of fog, which made her unable to understand.

God pity you.

Although Chen Feng knew that Liang Yuan, an elderly player, had indeed crossed a nine-year age gap and chased Zhong Lei hard, he really didn't figure it out, these three pinnacle songs of Liang Yuan's life were the inspiration that Liang Yuan's love burst out, that is, the love songs given to Zhong Lei.

But Lu Wei, who was also very accomplished in the scene, gave the details.

It can only be said that the low artistic taste kills people.

Here Lu Wei gave Ou Junlang confidence, and it was worthy of being an authentic trench, Ou Shao immediately said, he bought these three songs!

Two million each!

Chen Feng pretended to shirk, but Ou Junlang was unswerving, and soon reached a unanimous opinion.

Ou Junlang's high profile made Chen Li next to him a little embarrassed.

However, Ou Junlang is very good at being a man, and he said the reason why he offered twice the price.

He summed it up like this, "Sister Chen Li, I really don't mean to compare with you. You don't know where I'm now, I need these three songs so much, Brother Feng, this is saving my life. Half of the price I offered was to thank Brother Feng for saving his life! ”

So, Chen Feng signed a contract with Chen Li and Ou Junlang on the spot, one person with three songs, and Tong was not bullied.

However, because the amount of money involved is too large, Chen Li will not be able to ask the brokerage company to transfer money until tomorrow.

Ou Junlang was very simple, took out his mobile phone on the spot, and with a bang, the transfer was successful.

Chen Feng's expression was calm, but secretly his heartbeat had soared to two hundred.

Six million in hand!

If you hadn't gotten into this circle and met this god, I really didn't know that mobile phone transfers could have such a large amount?

Learned.

Chen Feng's account arrived quickly, and only a few seconds passed, and the text message ringtone.

Ou Junlang slapped his head, "Oops! ”

Chen Feng was startled, "What's wrong?" ”

"Forgot about paying taxes."

Chen Feng: "Uh......"

"It's okay, tomorrow I'll ask my company's finance to sign a contract with Brother Feng, and I'll withhold the tax here. This is the after-tax price! ”

Chen Feng continued to be calm, but he only wanted to swallow his tongue in his heart.

Strange, how does this fat man's big cake face become more pleasing to the eye the more he looks at it?

By the time I was done, it was past ten o'clock in the evening.

After asking Zhong Lei, it seems that she doesn't plan to sleep tonight, and she refuses to leave when she is in Caiweilu.

Lu Wei would not chase her, but only smiled and reassured Chen Feng that she would definitely take care of people.

Chen Feng was about to take a taxi back by himself, when Ou Junlang came out coldly from behind him, "Master, how can the apprentice let you take a taxi!" Take my apprentice's car! Walk! ”

In just one night, Ou Junlang's title to Chen Feng has changed from Teacher Chen to Brother Feng, and now he has been directly upgraded to Master.

Chen Feng got goosebumps all over his body when he heard this, "Don't fix these moths." I'm younger than you! ”

Ou Junlang waved his hand heroically, "The one who reaches is the first!" Those who can live there! Master, you have the ability to save half my life, that is my master! You're going to have to ride in my car tonight! ”

After speaking, he relied on his wide body and fat body, and squeezed Chen Feng into the back seat of Magotan next to him.

Before Chen Feng could ask after getting into the car, Ou Junlang turned back from the co-pilot and said aggrievedly: "Master, don't think my car is bad." I can't help it, the old man is not happy that I sing, and he won't let me drive his luxury car, which is very heartbreaking. ”

"No, what qualifications do I have to dislike it, I don't have a car yet."

"Master, are you suggesting that I will buy you a car?"

"Nope! Not really! ”

Magotan was gone in the night.

Around the corner, a Toyota Land Patrol quietly started and followed.

Ou Junlang on the co-pilot turned his head, looked in the rearview mirror, and found Lu Xun following behind.

A strange sneer appeared on his chubby face.

It's a pity that Chen Feng can't see his face at this time, otherwise, Chen Feng will feel that this fat man looked so stupid before, and he doesn't have a lot of eyes.