Two million for a song.

What does that mean?

Chen Feng had never heard of it before.

A stable music creator, unless he encounters a bottleneck period of lack of inspiration, generally produces one to two songs per month on average.

That means he can earn four million per month, which is forty-eight million per year.

Rounded off to one hundred million!

At this point, Chen Feng had a deeper understanding of Lu Wei's good intentions in introducing Ou Junlang to him.

This guy is not just stupid for money.

Chen Feng's eyes changed when he looked at Ou Junlang.

He felt that if he let go of this super sucker who came to his door, he would be even more stupid than the other party.

Anyway, Ou Junlang is not short of money. To him, two million and one million are just equivalent to two hundred and one hundred yuan for ordinary people. It doesn't hurt or itch.

As long as the song is sold to him, it will give him enough face and help him pursue his dream. The favor has been sold.

This wave is very stable.

At this time, Chen Feng's phone rang. It turned out to be Chen Li looking for him to discuss the sale of songs.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng said that we will talk about it later. I will go upstairs to discuss it with Chen Li first.

Ou Junlang immediately quit and insisted on going upstairs with him.

As he walked, he kept pestering Chen Feng, "Teacher Chen, don't be like this, I'll go first, you write for me first."

Chen Feng said mercilessly, "I'm so sorry, it must be Chen Li first, we agreed last month."

"Is that so? That's a pity." Ou Junlang shook his head, "Then can I jump the queue if I pay more?"

Chen Feng's feet slipped and he almost fell.

He frowned, "No."

"Okay."

Ou Junlang said dejectedly, thinking that Teacher Chen is very principled, this is the style of a master creative talent.

Going up to the second floor, Chen Li and her agent had been waiting for a long time with the contract prepared.

Others were there too.

There was not a strong business atmosphere in the room, it was very casual, after all, everyone present was a friend.

"Teacher Chen, you're here?"

Chen Li's agent greeted him warmly, "Sit here."

Chen Feng sat down next to Chen Li, "You're welcome."

"Well... Teacher Chen, you're really not kind." Chen Li smiled and poked Chen Feng's shoulder gently.

This was the most intimate way she could show to others. She really couldn't be as unrestrained as those young girls.

Chen Feng, on the contrary, was more used to her attitude. "Sister Chen Li, I don't understand what you mean. Can you tell me what I am not honest about?"

Chen Li snorted softly. "I was the first one to buy your songs. You have already given three songs to others. I don't have any. Even if the price I gave was too low at the beginning, you should have given me a chance to increase the price!"

Chen Feng was really embarrassed by her words and apologized repeatedly.

"Actually, I didn't think so much at the time. The price was not the main factor I considered. The main criterion for me to sell songs is whether they are suitable or not. These three songs are not tailor-made for you. They are not particularly suitable. Look, I came to you, right?"

Chen Li let him go.

"Okay, since your apology is quite sincere, I will let bygones be bygones. But you can't let me off the hook this time. The contract is here, sign it quickly. You must give me your next song. I won't take advantage of you on the price, one million! How about it?"

Chen Li showed her sincerity straight to the point.

Although her tone was formal, she was actually a little nervous and paid attention to Chen Feng's attitude.

This price was the highest authority the company gave her to collect songs. If it was higher, she would not be able to decide on her own.

Little did she know, Chen Feng was paying attention to the reaction of Ou Junlang next to him.

This guy just said that he wanted to collect songs at double the price, but now he suddenly heard that it was as high as one million. He would have to pay two million, and no one knew how he would react.

Ou Junlang looked calm and composed.

Chen Feng was secretly delighted.

Ou Shao is indeed Ou Shao, he really doesn't care whether it's one million or two million!

"Teacher Chen, please express your opinion."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Chen Li urged nervously.

"Oh oh oh! I was just recalling your representative works, Sister Chen Li, and analyzing your style."

Chen Feng lied with his eyes closed.

"Really? Do you have any ideas?"

Not only Chen Li, but also the others were whetted.

Chen Feng thought that since he would sell three songs at a time, he might as well be more unrestrained.

Anyway, he was almost too arrogant today, so there was no need to be deliberately low-key.

"Well, I have some feelings."

"That's great!"

Chen Li applauded. It is better to do it

today than to wait for a day. Chen Feng took a deep breath and pretended to be inspired. "Please bring paper and pen. I will write the first song for you first."

"The first song?"

"Yes! I have a lot of inspiration right now. I can write about three songs in one breath. It's also a good opportunity to apologize for not selling the first three to you. You can choose when the time comes. If you like them all, I will sell them all to you. If there are any you don't want, I will think about selling them to someone else later."

Everyone said in unison, surprised. "Three songs?"

Chen Feng looked serious. "Yes, three."

Even Zhong Lei, who knew his talent very well, couldn't tell whether he was joking or not.

Writing a song is not like writing an essay. The inspiration that comes to your mind can only be a certain melody.

For a complete song, the rhythm and lyrics need to be carefully echoed. Almost no one can complete it in one go.

Even if you can barely do it with inspiration, you still have to keep fine-tuning the words afterwards.

When the tune cannot be adjusted, a song is considered to be formed.

Throughout the ages, only those who are truly masters can complete the whole process in their minds first, and then pick up the pen and complete it in one go.

This skill looks simple, but no one can tell how much accumulation and meticulous work are behind it.

Although Chen Feng is talented, it is too shocking for him to compose three songs at a time.

Everyone neither believes it nor denies it.

Chen Feng was too lazy to explain, and as soon as he got the paper and pen, he began to write quickly.

Lines of handwriting flowed out on the simple notebook like flowing water.

He wrote almost without stopping, and it seemed that he did not think at all.

Several heads leaned against his back, faces touching faces, eyelids touching eyelids.

Everyone dared not speak, and could only read the lyrics silently in their hearts.

When the first six lines of lyrics came out, everyone was left with shock.

It was extremely smooth, the rhythm was extremely beautiful, the rhythm and emotion were infinitely perfect, and it was even more meaningful.

This is indeed a pop song that perfectly suits Chen Li's style!

Not only Chen Li himself felt this way, but Zhong Lei and Lu Wei also liked these lyrics at first sight.

Everyone looked at Chen Feng quietly again, his expressionless face and focused eyes, who was only concentrating on writing. They didn't know what words to use to describe their feelings.

Ten minutes later, Chen Feng stopped.

"I'm done."

Chen Li's mouth was only three inches away from Chen Feng's ear. She completely forgot the principle of sex not being able to touch each other.

She asked, "What about the composition?"

Chen Feng said casually, "I have also thought of the complete score. But time is tight, I will simply sing you a cappella first, you can think about whether you like it after listening to it, and we can talk about the score later. After all, we have to hurry up, and before the inspiration disappears, I'd better write the other two songs as soon as possible."

Everyone was speechless.

Are you serious?

Since it has been done, there is no scruple and no turning back.

Chen Feng didn't care about his poor singing skills and mediocre voice, and sang a cappella in front of several music industry bigwigs.

There is no denying that his singing was average, and he basically just sang the tune correctly.

But everyone present would fill in the blanks in their minds and substitute their own voices into the rhythm of this new song, and a strong impact in the brain would arise spontaneously.

Ou Junlang was the only male present besides Chen Feng. Because of his body shape and gender, it was inconvenient for him to squeeze behind Chen Feng and had to watch from the opposite side.

But the look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Feng at this time was no longer the ordinary admiration as before.

He was simply looking at a god!

My God!

It's amazing!

An hour passed...

During this time, Lu Wei went out for a while.

Although she was reluctant, as the host, Lu Wei had to greet and see off guests, otherwise it would be impolite.

However, after seeing them off, she didn't dare to stay outside any longer and ran upstairs all the way back.

She just happened to hear the last note of Chen Feng's last song, and then Chen Li's shout.

"Teacher Chen, I want it! I want it! I want all three songs! I want them all!"

Lu Wei's hand that pushed the door paused slightly.

An emotion called loss surged in her heart.

She had to admit that she had always been an independent creator, but at this moment she was jealous of Chen Li's good luck.

But what can she do? If she missed it, she missed it.

I really want to have a chance to feel what it would be like if I sang Chen Feng's songs with my own voice.

Seeing everyone being shaken to a crisp by him, Chen Feng was very satisfied.

Since Chen Li had already asked for all of it, then the three million was in his hands.

The next focus should be the six million in Ou Junlang's pocket.

He looked at Zhong Lei quietly again.

He didn't know if she would get hurt internally after snatching three songs from her in front of her.

"Ah!" Zhong Lei suddenly shouted.

Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat and he secretly cried out that he was in trouble.

But then Zhong Lei ignored him and just turned to look at Lu Wei at the door.

"Sister Lu Wei, do you have a practice room here?"

Lu Wei nodded, "Yes, what's the matter?"

Zhong Lei ran over, "Please take me there, Chen Feng's three songs have had a huge impact on me. I want to write a song that truly belongs to me right now! I was too cautious before, I should have believed in myself more, I should be like Chen Feng, as long as I have inspiration, I will write it down immediately!"

Chen Feng glared.

You must be a monster!

Where is the internal injury you promised?

How come you have a burst of inspiration?

I copied you so much, but I can't subdue you?