Chen Feng had no chance to approach and talk the whole time. He only vaguely saw a proud figure walking with his head held high in the crowd surrounded by bodyguards when the crowd passed by him.
Many fans in the nightclub, real or fake, rushed to the crowd and shouted He Jiaqi's name frantically.
But the crowd did not stop or stay for a moment.
After He Jiaqi went in, the bodyguards dispersed outside again, not allowing anyone to approach within five meters of the lounge door.
Half an hour later, the star finally came out. Her makeup was bright and her clothes were also very stage-style. At
this time, a whole row of security personnel had already stood under the performance stage of the nightclub. Each of them was strong and sturdy, with his hands behind his back. Under the flashing lights on the stage, this group of people looked like the door gods of the Nantianmen.
Chen Feng kept an eye on He Jiaqi the whole time, but still had no chance to talk to her, but at least he was able to confirm who her agent was.
This was a feminine man who looked a bit effeminate, with too much makeup on his face to tell his exact age.
Finally, after He Jiaqi had gone on stage to sing, the man walked back alone.
Chen Feng approached him, trying to force a smile, "Hello."
The man didn't react at first, and still walked towards the lounge.
Chen Feng called out again from behind, and he turned around.
"Are you calling me?"
His voice was indeed very coquettish, and he didn't know if he was born like this, or if the excessive secretion of estrogen made his pronunciation sound very strange, both weak and a little sharp.
Chen Feng nodded, "Yes, sir."
"Do you and I know each other well? Has anyone ever told you that it's impolite to greet strangers casually?"
The agent seemed to be angry all of a sudden.
Chen Feng was stunned, and then said.
"I'm sorry, I was a bit presumptuous, but I do have something I want to talk to you and Teacher He about."
The sissy suddenly gave him a sanitary look, "You just want an autograph, but you make it sound so grand. I've seen a lot of people like you who don't know what you're talking about, stay away."
After saying that, he squeezed Chen Feng's shoulder and continued to walk in.
Chen Feng said anxiously from behind: "I don't want an autograph, I'm a music producer. I wrote a song and want to sell it to Teacher He!"
The dead sissy turned around and squinted his eyes to look at Chen Feng up and down.
The lights in the nightclub were a little dim, so that the dead sissy's eyes seemed a little cold.
"I know all the famous musicians in the country. But I don't know you. I'll give you five seconds. If you can't tell me the name of your teacher, I will ask the security to drive you away immediately."
Chen Feng certainly didn't have a teacher.
He decided to give up, which was expected.
"Okay, I hope you won't regret it in the future."
Chen Feng spread his hands, picked up the guitar and turned to leave.
In the nightclub, He Jiaqi's singing sounded very loud.
Although the agent hated it, he could not deny that He Jiaqi's rock singing style was very special.
Her voice was high and very penetrating.
Chen Feng felt really sorry, because this rock voice was very suitable for "It's Late at Night".
"Mr. Mai, what are you doing?"
Chen Feng had just walked away when the chubby Director Liu came over after seeing the situation.
The agent said with a snort, "Manager Liu, please take care of the entertainers in your store. Don't bother me for no reason. I'm very busy. He's like that and he still wants to sell songs to our Qi? You must be kidding! Ha, you're wasting my time."
After watching the sissy walk away, Director Liu turned around and glared at the employees behind him, "Who was that man carrying the guitar just now? Call him here!"
The vice director in charge of arranging the warm-up singers today quickly took out his phone to check the memo and wondered, "There's no such person today! Maybe he's from outside? Are we taking the blame for nothing?"
Director Liu shrugged, "Forget it. I don't think it's a big deal. Other young people are just... If you have ideals, you might write good songs. No one is born a celebrity, right?"
The people next to him echoed, "Yes. But I heard before that this agent named Mai Hui is quite neurotic, and it turned out to be true. Teacher He is quite easy-going."
Director Liu laughed, "You don't understand this. Artists just need to be good people and smile at everyone. But the artists' agents have to play the bad guy. This is a science, you can't learn it."
Several middle-level leaders of Lemei Bar were chatting here, and the sissy agent Mai Hui who was dragged to the sky just now walked out at a very fast speed.
As he walked, he said on the phone, "Hey, okay, Sister Rou, I'll come out right away. Hey, it's just a small matter between Jiaqi and me, how can I trouble you to go?"
"We didn't dare to disturb you and Sister Weiwei before, so we didn't tell you. If you had told me earlier that you wanted to talk to us, I would have set a time to visit you tomorrow. Okay, okay, I'll be there right away."
Seeing this, Director Liu hurried over, "What's wrong with Teacher Mai?"
Mai Hui raised his head proudly, "Lu Wei's agent, Teacher Zheng Rou, heard that our Jiaqi was holding a fan meeting in Le Mei, so she came to say hello in person, and said that she would like to talk to our Jiaqi later."
Everyone in Le Mei Bar was shocked.
Those who run nightclubs in Hanzhou basically know that the biggest star in Hanzhou and the most famous star among the young generation in the country, Lu Wei, is in Hanzhou.
Every nightclub owner has racked his brains to invite this big Buddha to come and hang out, even if he doesn't sing, just drink and chat there.
But no one has ever been able to invite her, even if Miss Lu doesn't take the initiative to ask, no one dares to invite her.
She is a real big Buddha, and it is not easy to enter a small temple.
Although Lu Wei did not come in person, the agent Zheng Rou was willing to come over to say hello, which gave her enough face, so how could she be neglected.
A group of people inside rushed out in a loud voice, but Chen Feng and Zheng Rou bumped into each other outside.
Chen Feng walked with his head down, looking absent-minded. However, Zheng Rou, the agent, had a photographic memory and recognized him first.
"Mr. Chen, are you coming here to sing tonight?"
Seeing him carrying a guitar, Zheng Rou thought he was a resident singer.
Chen Feng suddenly came to his senses, looked up and saw that it was Zheng Rou, smiled, shook his head and said, "No, I heard that He Jiaqi was going to sing today, so I came to see the fun."
He was embarrassed to say that he came here to sell songs and was rejected.
First, he had decided not to find Lu Wei before, and second, he had just released the song "Boring" not long ago, and it was a bit too confusing to release a complete new song not long after that.
Zheng Rou nodded, "He Jiaqi's songs are good, but she is good at rock, which is not very suitable for your folk style, Mr. Chen."
"That's right, Sister Rou, why are you here?" "
After all, we are Hanzhou landlords. A few days ago, He Jiaqi voted for Weiwei in the singer selection, so I came to say hello."
"Then I won't waste your time, Sister Rou, you go in quickly."
Chen Feng made a gesture to say goodbye.
Zheng Rou didn't seem to want to end the topic so quickly, so she stopped him.
"No, I'll wait outside. He Jiaqi's agent Mai Hui came out to see me. Although Mai Hui is a bit effeminate, he is quite enthusiastic, very good at handling things, and has a wide network of contacts in the circle. Mr. Chen, as a new musician, it won't hurt to get to know him. I'll introduce him later."
Zheng Rou's curiosity about Chen Feng was based on Lu Wei's evaluation.
Since Lu Wei once said that he was very talented, there would be no harm in making more good friends.
Lu Wei was very busy and her level was too high. She didn't have the time or energy to engage in too many interpersonal relationships.
Zheng Rou was Lu Wei's agent, so these trivial matters involving interpersonal relationships and other aspects should be her responsibility.
Chen Feng was surprised when he heard Zheng Rou's evaluation of Mai Hui.
Very enthusiastic? Very capable?
Is the Mai Hui I just met another person in a parallel world?
The two were chatting when a sharp shout came from a distance.
"Sister Rou!"
They both turned around at the same time.
Mai Hui's tall and thin figure was standing at the door of Lemei Bar.
He waved his right hand with a wide amplitude, and at the same time he stretched his neck and trotted all the way, like an ear of wheat waving in the wind in an autumn wheat field. Chen
Feng looked a little dazed.
Is this really the same person?
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't believe that the two sides of a person would be so contrasting.
But Chen Feng didn't plan to deal with this person again. Before the other person ran over, he turned back and apologized to Zheng Rou, "Sister Rou, I'm sorry, I have to leave now because of an emergency. I will visit you again another day if I have the chance."
Zheng Rou saw that he seemed to be really busy, so she didn't force him to stay and replied, "Okay, I wish Mr. Chen to produce more excellent works soon."
"Thank you."