Chapter 45 You Can Do It Again



Since he was determined not to return to Kelai Apartment, Chen Feng naturally had to go all out to prepare for other things.

He finally rejected Zhong Lei's proposal for him to invest in the brokerage company. He felt that it was unnecessary.

Firstly, he was unfamiliar with this industry and thought there would be a lot of trouble.

Secondly, the relationship between people often went from mutual trust to breakdown because of interests.

Chen Feng could "write songs" for Zhong Lei, and he could also help Zhong Lei deal with some unimportant small matters. The two could also cooperate as deeply as possible, but Chen Feng believed that he could never become her agent.

In the original history, Zhong Lei had never signed a contract with any brokerage company and had always been a self-employed studio.

This made her career path a little bumpy, but the good thing is that she was less forced to work than other artists. She could concentrate on being herself, so she could always produce amazing works.

She never hypes herself up, and she doesn't need to hype herself up. She

doesn't have many commercial performances, and she rarely endorses products, but she is not short of money.

She makes money by creating.

At the beginning, it was quite hard for her to make money, but after she worked on one song after another and finally produced an album with global platinum sales, she never worried about money again in her life.

Chen Feng has changed Zhong Lei too much. He thinks that his best choice next may not be to monopolize Zhong Lei, but to send her back to the right track.

Even though the timeline cannot go back to the past, the environment around Zhong Lei can still be gradually approached to another "real" timeline under Chen Feng's secret guidance.

Zhong Lei is quite regretful about this, but Chen Feng's excuse is that he also needs to concentrate on creation, and being an agent will distract him. Zhong Lei believes this and believes it without a doubt.

"Okay, don't worry about such trivial matters. Your top priority now is to finish "Boring". You have been practicing for several days. It's almost time to stop practicing and spend money to hire people as planned. I still own 70% of the copyright of this song, so my investment should also be 70%. I have more than 200,000 yuan here, you can use it first. In a few days, Q Music should be paying the money, and then I can make up for it."

On this day, Chen Feng urged Zhong Lei to leave for Zhonghai to record the song.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Lei shook her head, "I don't think I need to go to Zhonghai."

"Huh?"

Zhong Lei smiled like she was showing off a treasure, "I can basically complete the instruments used in the accompaniment of this song according to the score."

Chen Feng was shocked, "What? You've learned so many instruments? It doesn't make sense to be so fast!"

Zhong Lei said, "What's so strange about this? Aren't you improving faster than me? What's more, I'm not really proficient now. I just practiced these few syllables in your score over and over again. But the principles of music are all applicable. Although I'm only a half-baked person, I don't know how to play it. If you play it slowly and repeatedly, it should work and you can save a lot of money."

Seeing that Chen Feng wanted to say something, Zhong Lei persuaded him, "I have made up my mind. Don't persuade me. It's unnecessary. Oh, by the way, you own 70% of the copyright, but the song you wrote is already your investment. For example, when you sold the song to He Jiaqi this time, didn't you plan to charge 500,000 yuan? So don't use money to measure the value, otherwise, I will have to pay you. Right?"

Chen Feng felt that what she said made sense, but there was always something wrong.

"Okay, you have the final say."

He shrugged, too lazy to persuade him anymore.

In the following week, Chen Feng said that he would work hard, but his life was extremely leisurely.

During this period, he went to the Jiangnan Conservatory of Music in Hanzhou according to the original plan, intending to find a reliable female student to help him sing the demo of "It's Deep at Night".

As the leading music school in the province, Jiangnan Conservatory of Music is not as famous as Zhonghai Conservatory of Music where Zhong Lei dropped out, but the students there are quite talented.

When he went to the school, Chen Feng had set very high standards in his mind and was very worried that he would not be able to find a suitable singer for the demo. As

the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." As he stayed around people like Zhong Lei all day, his requirements for singers outside would naturally rise.

But surprisingly, he found the right person with almost no effort, and it took less than five minutes in total.

This school is not a closed school, and he swaggered into the campus.

Then he casually asked someone on the road how to contact a vocal music counselor.

It's true that art schools are different. Nine out of ten girls are beautiful, and one is as beautiful as a fairy.

He didn't choose deliberately, but the girl he found was pretty. She was tall, had a ponytail, wore a white vest, and slim trousers. If she were in an ordinary university, she would be a campus beauty.

The situation at that time was like this. Chen Feng stopped someone first and explained his purpose.

The girl first said that she could take him to find someone, and it was very convenient because she happened to be a junior student majoring in vocal music.

But she did not agree to Chen Feng's request for introduction. Instead, she tilted her head and examined Chen Feng vigilantly.

Chen Feng understood her wariness. After all, besides the pretty girls and handsome boys, the third most common thing in this school is perverts.

Chen Feng took out his mobile phone and turned on the speaker. It was the recently popular song "Boring".

The girl was puzzled. "I've heard "Boring". It's very nice. I even know that the singer Zhong Lei is also from Seoul. I also know that the producer of this song took care of all the work of writing lyrics, composing and arranging. Rumor has it that this producer is not from a professional background, but a true genius who is self-taught. Then what? What do you mean by playing this song to me?"

As expected of a professional music student, he keeps up with the trend of the times, is well-informed, and knows a lot.

Chen Feng blushed slightly, then took out his ID card, pointed at the name on it and said, "Oh, I'm the producer of this song, Chen Feng."

"Ah!"

A sharp scream broke the tranquility of the campus.

After a long time, the girl named Qin Lu calmed down.

"My brother! Is it really you?"

"Crazy, crazy! Completely crazy!"

"I'm your idol, oh no, you're my fan... Damn, you're such a jerk. Anyway, I adore you to death!"

"I want to give birth to your baby!"

The above is her state after she calmed down.

Chen Feng had never seen such a battle before and was almost scared away on the spot.

This woman appears calm on the surface, but she's actually a bit of a psychopath at heart!

Things in the world are so coincidental. Although Qin Lu is a student, she knows her stuff.

She can understand the real power of the song "Boring", so she has an almost fanatical admiration for the producer Chen Feng.

But she didn't end up well either. She acted too stupid, so Chen Feng labeled her as a psychopath in his heart.

If he hadn't been counting on the other party to lead the way, Chen Feng would have turned around and ran away.

"Brother Feng, what do you want to do by looking for our counselor? Do you want to come to our school to give a lecture?"

After confirming Chen Feng's identity, Qin Lu was no longer as vigilant as before. Instead, she pulled Chen Feng forward in a familiar manner and asked as she walked.

Chen Feng broke away from the hand of this strange girl and said, "I wrote a new rock-style song and I need someone to sing a demo for me, so I came to your school to pick someone."

"Rock style? I'm good at it! Just find me!"

Qin Lu paused, turned around and said confidently.


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