He took three or four half-days off from work, and kept going to the Cultural and Creative Industrial Park, trying to negotiate with companies one by one.

Unfortunately, he always ran into a wall everywhere.

Others didn't even give him a chance to play the guitar, and only asked him if he was a professionally trained musician and if he had any representative works.

Chen Feng didn't want to lie, so he honestly admitted that he had never studied music and had no representative works, and that was it.

Chen Feng had no choice about this, because what was fake couldn't be true, and what was real couldn't be fake.

He really didn't have any academic qualifications or work experience related to arts and sports, so lying would be useless, and he thought that what he had done before had nothing to do with the songs he wanted to sell.

What I want to sell to you is the song, not me as a person. Why do you care what I did in the past? What

does it matter if I have any works in the past?

Does everyone have a representative work before writing the first song?

You will ignore the creators who have never released any works?

Then where can I get a work first?

But he knew that complaining about the world is useless. Maybe this is the reality.

Face reality, accept reality, and then defeat reality. Everyone has to go through this.

...

Five minutes later.

"Mr. Chen, I'm really sorry. I know you have songs to sell, but the director is really busy and is on a business trip recently. We don't know what appreciation is, so please go back."

The girl at the front desk of this music production studio smiled sweetly and spoke very appropriately, but she just didn't let him in.

"No, your director is not here, but there are always people who collect songs, right? My requirements are not high, just listen to me play once, is it that difficult?"

At this time, a middle-aged woman came over from the side, who looked like a small leader, "Sir, our company has an email box for external submissions. If you are confident in your work, you can record a demo and send it to us. We will have someone to review it regularly."

Chen Feng was helpless.

He had never sold songs before and did not understand the market.

First of all, with his singing skills, the quality of the demo he recorded would definitely not be very good.

Secondly, his songs did not come from a legitimate source, there were only two of them, if he foolishly handed them over and someone plagiarized and adapted them, who would he go to for justice?

"Okay, I'll leave first."

Seeing that the matter could not be settled, Chen Feng stopped arguing, turned around and took the elevator downstairs.

Chen Feng looked back at the building unwillingly.

Then he shook his head, took out a notebook, and crossed out the name of a company on it.

He originally wrote the names of more than a dozen companies on the notebook, but now only the last one is left. The

name of this company is Reed Studio. It is not large in scale, but its business scope includes artist management, music production, album distribution and other fields.

As a small company, it can achieve such a small but complete one, thanks to the only artist in Reed Studio, the popular female singer Lu Wei in China.

Chen Feng originally didn't want to come to this company.

Lu Wei debuted very early. Although she is not very old now, just 20 years old, she is already very popular.

In fact, Chen Feng may know Lu Wei better than she does herself. In the biography of Zhong Lei in later generations, Lu Wei was mentioned many times.

For a long time, Lu Wei was once a rival of Zhong Lei, but later, perhaps because she became famous too early, or perhaps because of her good family background, she lacked some experience, ran out of talent too early, and eventually fell behind. She was only popular for 20 to 30 years, and failed to establish herself. Instead, she became Zhong Lei's foil.

But now Lu Wei is not only younger, but also very popular. She can even carry a company on her own.

Chen Feng also learned from future biographies that she had an extraordinary background, so deep that it was frightening, and any elder in the family would use a sensitive word to describe it.

Because of the unpleasant experience with Zhong Lei, Chen Feng subconsciously thought that Lu Wei was more difficult to deal with.

So he didn't have any hope for this company at all.

But now there was no choice, Chen Feng turned around and went to another building, straight to the Luwei Studio.

The office of the Luwei Studio did not look impressive, and there was not even a reception desk at the door.

Chen Feng poked his head in, and a young woman holding a folder was walking towards him.

She looked at Chen Feng, and then at the guitar bag behind him.

"Hello, sir. What can I do for you?"

The other party was very polite, which was all within Chen Feng's expectations. After all, although he was not extremely handsome, he had a face that looked very reliable and honest. He might be more attractive if you look at him for a few more times.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "I want to talk to the person in charge of your company. I have a song that I want to sell to your company."

The woman was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

"You want to sell songs?" At this time, a plump woman with long hair walked over.

She was wearing a very tight suit, which wrapped her figure perfectly.

The woman who had spoken to Chen Feng earlier quickly turned around and bowed, saying, "Hello, Sister Rou."

Sister Rou waved her hands, "Go and do your thing, I'll take care of this."

The woman quickly lowered her head and walked away.

Sister Rou crossed her arms and turned to Chen Feng, with a slightly teasing smile on her face, "Hello, sir. I'm Lu Wei's agent and the general manager of this company, Zheng Rou. Please tell me again, are you here to sell songs?"

As she spoke, her eyes drifted towards the guitar bag behind Chen Feng, and when she saw the words "Yangtze River", the corners of her mouth also drew a meaningful arc.

At this time, Chen Feng actually already knew the answer.

He really wanted to turn around and leave, but since the other party hadn't run away yet, he decided to say a few more words.

Maybe... it would work?

Chen Feng nodded, "Yes, this is my masterpiece, I am very confident in this song."

Zheng Rou suddenly laughed, "Didn't you know before? Our Luwei Studio never collects songs from outside. Our Lu Wei never sings other people's songs, all her songs are written by herself, thank you."

Chen Feng was stunned, "Ah? Is that so?"

This was really beyond his expectations.

In the music library of later generations, Lu Wei has sung many songs written by others.

However, Chen Feng did not pay much attention to Lu Wei. He was not familiar with the development of her works and thought she had always been like this.

Now he knows that in the early days, Lu Wei only sang songs she wrote herself.

He came ten years too early.

Chen Feng was quite emotional. Although Lu Wei seemed to be responsible for her works, she was actually overdrawing her creative talent.

A person's talent should have its limits.

Lu Wei is extremely talented, but she can only be considered a talent that comes out once every ten years. There is still a gap between her and Zhong Lei, who has an amazing talent that comes out once every hundred years and eventually became the invincible talent of a hundred people a thousand years ago.

Therefore, in the middle and late stages of her artistic career, as her inspiration dried up, she could only turn to singing other people's works.

This is probably the reason why Lu Wei fell behind in the competition with Zhong Lei.

But now Lu Wei is still at the peak stage of her creative inspiration and can continue to be so for several more years, so her agent Zheng Rou certainly has the capital to be arrogant.

"I'm so sorry to bother you. Goodbye."

Seeing that things were impossible, Chen Feng decided to leave decisively.

The more he hit the wall, the stronger his resistance became, and his mental endurance increased day by day.

When he was rejected at the beginning, Chen Feng would feel lost and embarrassed, but after so many times, he became numb.

Now he didn't have any hope from the beginning, so naturally there was no disappointment.

"Wait a minute."

Just as Chen Feng turned around, a crisp voice came from behind.

Chen Feng turned around.