Here, Lu Chen just arrived at the company.

Zhao Ling called him over.

President's Office.

Looking at Feng Nan and Zhao Ling with green eyes.

Lu Chen shuddered!

"No, why are you two looking at me like that?"

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that you look so handsome! Mr. Zhao, don't you think Lu Dad... No, Lu Chen is very handsome?!"

"Of course! We debuted as idols! Appearance is the basis! It's just that you look more and more handsome these past two days! Damn it! Lu Chen, how come you can write such good songs and be so handsome all of a sudden!!"

Lu Chen got goosebumps all over his body.

"If you two want to talk nicely, then we'll talk nicely. If not, I'll leave first."

"Hey, hey, hey, let's talk it over nicely. Okay, okay, I'll stop flattering you and get down to business!"

The three of them sat down on the sofa.

Zhao Ling kept her fists clenched, obviously reflecting on her performance in the morning.

Until now, she still hasn't been able to completely calm down.

Overnight, three songs made it into the monthly charts.

This has never happened before.

Follow this trend.

Next month, the guaranteed income from these three songs alone will be over 10 million!

Ten million a month! This is not a small number for 99% of companies! If other copyrights are sold.

The value is immeasurable!

"Lu Chen, you've already seen your results. I won't praise you any more. I guess you won't like to hear it."

"Hey, don't be silent! I still like to hear you praise me seriously..."

Zhao Ling: “…”

After a five-minute long praise, Zhao Ling had used up all the ink in her stomach.

Lu Chen nodded with satisfaction.

"It seems that Mr. Zhao's level of complimenting people is still quite high! Okay, let's continue."

Feng Nan took over the conversation.

After all, Zhao Ling's lips were so dry...

"Lu Chen, are you going to release a new song today?"

"Um."

“How many?”

"Four."

"Or a love song?"

"Brother Feng, can you finish asking all your questions in one go?"

Lu Chen nodded: "Yes, it's still a love song."

Feng Nan and Zhao Ling looked at each other.

"It's like this. Mr. Zhao and I just had a chat, and we thought, how about you release the new song two days later?"

Lu Chen frowned slightly.

Feng Nan leaned forward and explained, "Think about it, those four songs yesterday were so popular! Why don't we let them ferment a little bit and push them up a little bit? You just released four more songs today. This will cause a problem, your own songs will fight with yourself."

Zhao Ling nodded vigorously: "Director Feng is right. If you want to maximize the benefits of anything, you have to ferment it! There is no such thing as achieving success overnight.

Take you for example. Since you chose to release a new song, you must want to use the popularity of the new song to increase the popularity of your concert, right?

Anyway, there are still eight days left, so there is no rush. "

Lu Chen thought about it carefully.

There is some truth to that.

When he released the song, he also thought about releasing it in three to four days.

I didn’t think it would be finished in three days.

"Okay, let's do as you say. I'll do something else these days."

"What's up?"

"Prepare for the next concert. I have to write ten more songs."

Zhao Ling, Feng Nan: "..."

"No, you still write?!"

"Yes, I said I would change them all."

I'm just sitting around doing nothing anyway.

For the remaining few days, Lu Chen decided to go into seclusion.

Song.

Write more.

Even if it is not used in the concert.

There will definitely be a chance to use it in the future.

"By the way, when are we going to rehearse? Is the time set?"

The first stop of the tour is in Shenzhen.

Basically you have to arrive a few days in advance.

"Speaking of this, I was just about to ask you, when do you plan to go? Three days in advance is ok? Or, as early as possible?"

"There's no point in going too early, just two days in advance will be enough."

"Okay, then two days. I'll have someone book the plane tickets later." Zhao Ling said.

Now that we have finished talking about business.

Lu Chen got up and went back to his office.

Before leaving.

He suddenly turned around and asked, "Brother Feng, why is your voice a little hoarse?"

When I called in the morning.

Lu Chen noticed that there was something wrong with Feng Nan's voice.

Senior musicians like him have always attached great importance to the health of their voice.

For no apparent reason, the sound became hoarse.

There is basically only one possibility! As expected, Feng Nan waved his hands and smiled awkwardly: "You know~"

Lu Chen couldn't hold back: "Did you practice? Did you succeed?"

Feng Nan patted his chest and said, "It must be successful. It's just an A5! If you work hard, you can get it. Get it!"

Lu Chen gave him a thumbs up.

“High level!”

…

Watching Lu Chen leave the room.

Zhao Ling suddenly let out a sigh.

He said with a sad face: "Feng Nan, is it really me who delayed him? Did I locate him wrongly?"

Feng Nan comforted him: "Boss Zhao, don't feel sorry for yourself. No one expected this to happen, including me.

On the contrary, I think if you hadn't stimulated Lu Chen this time, we would never know his strength.

Lu Chen is really amazing now! Let’s not talk about anything else, just the four songs he sang yesterday.

You don't know, I heard it for the first time.

As he spoke, Feng Nan also learned a little.

Zhao Ling giggled.

“Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?”

Feng Nan corrected him, "That's not exaggeration, it's shocking! By the way, which song do you like? The four songs from yesterday."

Zhao Ling thought about it carefully.

"Actually... I like them all! But I like the song 'Stranded' better."

"Hiss! It seems that Mr. Zhao also has a story!"

"Go to hell!" Zhao Ling said, then thought of something and asked, "You couldn't sing 'Moonlight' and 'Hard to Read Sutra' before, but you know all the four songs yesterday, right?"

"Well……"

Zhao Ling's eyes widened: "No way, you can't sing these four songs? You are the director of our music company!"

Feng Nan looked embarrassed: "I can sing this time, but..."

"What is it?"

"This song is very tiring for your voice! Ahem."

Feng Nan couldn't help coughing a few times.

Zhao Ling suddenly realized: "No wonder Lu Chen asked what happened to your voice just now. I didn't notice it. You...how many times did you sing it to become like this?"

Feng Nan was a little embarrassed to say: "Five, five times of "Stranded"..."

Zhao Ling: “…”

"Five times of Stranded did this to you?"

Well, we can’t keep this director anymore!

Feng Nan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mr. Zhao, you don't understand music. You really don't know anything about the horror of these songs, especially the other three songs except "Drowning".

Zhao Ling: "Isn't it simple? I'm listening."

Feng Nan: "If it's really that simple, how can I do this? In other words, if even I'm like this, how can this song be simple?"

Zhao Ling: “…”

…

At the same time.

A high school.

Class three, grade two.

This is a music class.

When the class bell rings.

The math teacher walked in.

The students in the audience were all in an uproar: "Teacher Wang, this music class!"

"I know. Your music teacher has a sore throat and has gone to the hospital. I'll be teaching this class."

"ah!?"

The students suddenly looked like eggplants hit by frost.

“I also want Teacher Chen to teach us to sing ‘Stranded’.”

"Yeah, why is that? I just have a sore throat."

"That's great. My copy of 'Drowning' is gone too."

"My voice broke at a really bad time. It wasn't broken before, and it hasn't been broken since, but it had to be broken today!"

Listening to the fragmented discussions in the audience.

Teacher Wang patted the table and said, "Okay, it seems like you all have hidden your cell phones! Let me tell you, your teacher Chen damaged her voice by singing those songs you mentioned!"

"ah!"

This time the uproar from the audience was even louder! …

It is also the First People's Hospital of the city.

Laryngology.

The doctor on duty, Wang Quan, had a big question mark on his forehead.

Looking at the seven or eight young people in the diagnosis room, all of them had sore throats.

He was dumbfounded.

"Hey everyone, can I ask you a question first? Why did the test results show that all of you had mild vocal cord tears, which led to inflammation and infection? Did you all know each other? Did you go to a KTV and sing to your heart's content yesterday?"

Listen to the doctor.

Inside the room, several patients looked at each other.

Hu Zhiguang asked suspiciously in a low voice: "Lu Chen?"

All of a sudden, several people felt like they were electrocuted.

He raised his head and stared at Hu Zhiguang.

"Oh my god, you guys really are! I'm a flying hippopotamus!"

"Group leader!! So this is what you look like! I am Pidan Soluo Congee!"

"I'm a sad pig intestine!"

The diagnosis room suddenly became a large-scale "family recognition" scene.

"You all lost your voice singing?"

"yes."

"Did you succeed?"

Several people looked at each other.

They all shook their heads.

At this moment, a silent man in black in the corner suddenly pointed at himself.

He pointed to his mouth again.

Finally raised a finger.

Meaning, I succeeded this time! Hu Zhiguang was surprised: "Brother, what's wrong with your throat? Why can't you open your mouth?! Doctor, what's wrong with him?!"

"The vocal cords are moderately damaged, probably from singing high notes. He won't be able to speak for at least three days."

"Oh my god, man, you are really cruel! How many times did you sing it? How can your throat be so dry?"

Hu Zhiguang's body trembled.

The man in black looked at his ten fingers, thinking, and then doubled them.

"Twenty times!?"

Hiss! Everyone felt their anus tighten.

Behind him, the doctor said quietly, "If you can't sing, don't sing. If you don't have the skills, how can you do this? You are still the best.

Internal Medicine next door.

There were also two patients with vocal cord inflammation and stomach cramps.

I didn’t understand what was going on before.

Now I understand.

I guess I’m just like you, practicing singing!

Hey, you youngsters~!"

Everyone: “…”

All Lu Chen fans, are you all gathering at the hospital today?!

(End of this chapter)