In the evening, ten o'clock.

Lin Feng took a taxi to the sofa in the lobby of the Hill Hotel and waited, and a woman with short hair walked up to him.

"Hello, Mr. Lin?

"Lin Feng." Lin Feng introduced himself.

"I'm her assistant, my surname is Mu, please come with me."

"Okay."

Lin Feng followed the assistant lady into the elevator.

After entering the elevator, the assistant Miss Mu looked around and pressed the fifteenth, sixteenth, seventeenth, and nineteenth floors.

The assistant lady was afraid that Lin Feng would think she was playing a prank, so she explained: "There are also paparazzi in the hotel, so for the sake of safety." ”

Lin Feng knew that this was a way for artists to set up suspicions, in order to prevent the paparazzi.

I didn't expect this set to be used by people in this world.

The elevator opened on the seventeenth floor,

Miss Mu knocked lightly on the door, and then opened the door: "Please come in." ”

The knock on the door was to alert the people in the room that the person she was waiting for had arrived.

Lin Feng walked into the room and glanced at the room.

The presidential suite of a five-star hotel is indeed luxurious.

On the couch in the room sat a woman, who was very good-looking.

Dressed in black pajamas, with a bohemian wool shawl draped over her shoulders.

Although the makeup has been removed, you can still feel her beauty.

Some beauty will only appear in a woman's body at a certain age.

She had an open bottle of red wine in front of her, and a red wine glass next to it, and the lipstick mark on the rim of the glass indicated that she had just drunk it.

The woman looked at Lin Feng with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"You didn't come to me so late to admire my room."

Lin Feng smiled a little awkwardly and walked up to her.

His eyes glanced at her, then he looked to the other side.

"Sit down, want to have something."

"No need."

Lin Feng sat opposite the woman and said, "Du.... Miss Du, I'm really sorry to disturb you so late, let's talk about business directly. ”

"Yes, we don't seem to have anything to talk about except business. You don't have to be embarrassed about who made me owe you a favor. ”

The woman in front of her is Du Wenqing.

The debt that Du Wenqing said was that Lin Feng helped her a lot last time when her performance costume was destroyed by the inner ghost.

Lin Feng couldn't justify anything, that "Lin Feng" had an inextricable relationship with Du Wenqing, and he couldn't inherit this relationship.

Du Wenqing is a smart woman, and she can't be deceived by acting.

Lin Feng didn't want to act either.

Since we're down to business, let's talk about it.

Lin Feng took out his mobile phone, clicked on the dance practice video that Yang Zhenzhen sent him before, and handed it to Du Wenqing.

Du Wenqing held a wine glass in one hand and a mobile phone in the other hand and looked at it very seriously.

Lin Feng sat next to him and didn't speak.

Three minutes later, the video was finished.

"Do you see anything wrong?" Lin Feng asked.

Du Wenqing took a sip of red wine and said, "The dance is okay, but it doesn't match the songs that accompany the dance." ”

Du Wenqing is worthy of being the queen in the circle, and she found the problem at once.

"So I want to ask you to help me pick a suitable dance song, I want to find a professional, but after thinking about it, I find that the most professional person in the music industry is you."

For tomorrow night's qualifiers.

Lin Feng had already given up, and he felt that it would be good to be able to get this far with Yang Zhenzhen's ability.

But he didn't expect Yang Zhen to really be so eager to win.

Since she wants to win, she really tries to do it.

Lin Feng, as an agent, should stand by her side and help her to the end.

This is a matter of professional ethics.

Now that there is only one day before the performance, it is too late for Lin Feng to write a song for her, or order an accompaniment.

Only ready-made songs can be found.

Although Lin Feng has listened to the music of this world, he has not listened to too many songs in the past few months.

Lin Feng's musical cognition of this world is only half-understood.

In the end, the solution he thought of was to ask for help from this Du Tianhou.

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After making a phone call with Du Wenqing, Du Wenqing asked him to come to the hotel to find her.

Lin Feng originally wanted to listen to Du Wenqing's opinion on the phone.

Du Wenqing said that he should come over, because she didn't understand the communication on the phone, and she didn't like to talk to people on the phone for too long.

Lin Feng took a taxi.

Let a man come to the hotel and enter her room, Du Wenqing, as a celebrity public figure, took a big risk.

So just now Du Wenqing's assistant took him upstairs, just like cheating.

Lin Feng was more or less grateful to Du Wenqing in his heart.

After Du Wenqing watched the video of Yang Zhenzhen practicing dance, she meditated.

Lin Feng didn't interrupt her.

Du Wenqing turned off the sound and looked at it again.

After reading it a second time, she thought about it for a moment.

Du Wenqing stood up, took a CD from a CD shelf next to the TV, and put it in the projector.

Although this era is the era of digital music, through platforms such as cloud music and ball music.

But physical CDs are still sold, and many fans will buy physical CDs to collect at home.

"How about you listen to this song?"

Du Wenqing turned on a piece of music.

The sound in the living room sounded, and the music played was dynamic with a hint of lingering, a bit of European and American style, with various rhythmic changes and a great sense of layering.

Lin Feng clicked on Yang Zhenzhen's dance video, turned off the sound of the dance video, and used the sound from the audio and video as the accompaniment.

It's a perfect fit.

Du Wenqing walked back to her seat, took a sip of her red wine glass, and said: "This song is called "Rebellion", which is a dance song from my fourth album after my debut, I think it is just right to match this dance, as for copyright authorization, I will arrange it tomorrow, you can rest assured." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Lin Feng looking at her.

Just as Lin Feng's gaze fell on her wine glass.

She smiled and said, "How many years have I gotten used to it, I can't sleep without drinking." ”

Lin Feng can understand that the pressure of being an artist is quite high, especially the psychological pressure.

Not only do you have to meet the expectations of fans, but you also have to face the abuse of black fans.

Whether it is the expectations of tens of thousands of fans for you, or the various abuses of a large number of black fans, it is a kind of pressure.

There are many aspects, such as the new work is not good enough, the audience's popularity is declining, and so on.

Some celebrities smoke and drink, and even more so, they will touch Du Pin.

Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, and began to decide to speak: "Drink as little as you can." ”

Du Wenqing looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Are you concerned about me?"

"Sort of."

"Thank you."

Du Wenqing said thank you, she sighed, and said again: "It's a pity, you're not him." ”

Lin Feng didn't speak, choosing to be silent.

He didn't know what to say.

If it is said that he can make him so entangled in two lives, I am afraid that only this Du Wenqing is the only one.

He was already dead, but through this body, he gained a new life.

And the owner of this body, I don't know where to go.

This Du Wenqing is a very important person in the life of "Lin Feng".

When Lin Feng stood in front of Du Wenqing, he would remember that he was actually already dead, and now he was just a wandering spirit occupying someone else's body.

He couldn't help but feel guilty.

And this sense of guilt, I don't know how to repay and make up for it.

Du Wenqing saw Lin Feng sitting there silent, so she said, "Okay, your business is done, now you can go back." ”

Du Wenqing gave Lin Feng an eviction order.

Lin Feng also understood that the atmosphere was so awkward, it was not appropriate to stay for a long time.

He stood up and said to Du Wenqing very sincerely: "Thank you." ”

Lin Feng stood up and walked out the door.

When he arrived at the door, Du Wenqing didn't know why and wanted to stop him.

But in the end, he didn't speak.

Du Wenqing could only watch Lin Feng leave.

She was stunned for a long time, her eyes showing loss and loneliness, and her eyes were filled with tears.

It took a while for her to come to her senses.

A sigh.

You, not him.

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