He decided to go home to get the guitar first, when Zhonglei just came back.
The two simply chatted.
Zhong Lei didn't seem to be in a high mood. She originally thought that selling songs was a simple matter, but she didn't expect that it would still be difficult to do it.
She said: "I can't see the top management of Kuge. I can only talk to the grassroots employees of the copyright department, but their authority is too low, and the conditions are very harsh."
Chen Feng asked curiously, "Don't you mean that Kuge's conditions are very favorable now?"
"That's only relative, but in the eyes of others, newcomers are newcomers after all. Compared to the harshness of others, they are only a little looser. If we don't fight for it, we will still suffer."
Chen Feng nodded, "That's right."
"I have to find a way to meet their head of the copyright department. It's pointless to talk to the grassroots staff."
Chen Feng thought for a while, "After all, this is our first song, and it's normal for the other party to offer conservative conditions. If it really doesn't work, don't force it. I have a message for you."
"What?"
"Today's me, you like to ignore it, but tomorrow's me, you can't stand high. You don't have to worry about the gains and losses of one city and one place, the important thing is to seize the opportunity and take the first step."
Zhong Lei chuckled, "If you don't add the last sentence, you will have to pay royalties."
"By the way, where are you going?"
Seeing that he was about to go out with a guitar on his back, Zhong Lei asked casually.
But as soon as she asked, she immediately responded, Chen Feng is free to do what he wants, and he has asked too much.
"Look for inspiration again and write a second song as soon as possible."
Chen Feng didn't tell the truth.
Zhong Lei tilted her head slightly, "I originally wanted to persuade you not to rush for success in your creations, and you should never rely on coercion for inspiration, but I don't seem to be qualified to teach you at all. You must have your own plans. So, I wish you well."
"Well, thank you for your kind words."
Chen Feng answered very coldly, but his face was a little red when he left.
Honestly, I have succeeded.
The second song "It's Late at Night" was written long ago, and it's still your song.
conceded.
Chen Feng had passed by Shaolin Road countless times, but he never entered the nightclub.
It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he is reluctant to spend money.
Same this time.
When he walked into the door of Le Mei Bar, there was a small episode.
Other customers saw him on his guitar and thought he was the new resident singer.
Two female customers approached enthusiastically and wanted to leave a phone call.
Chen Feng, who had never seen this battle, waved his hands again and again, "No, no, I'm not a singer."
"Hey, Gao Leng."
The girl with big brown waves said.
"That's right, humble and low-key. I like your literary style."
Chen Feng was convinced, turned around decisively and ran away.
There was teasing behind him.
"When you come to power, I'll see how you make excuses."
I don't know which girl called it.
Chen Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead.
What's wrong with this world, what about your restraint?
Really can't blame these two.
His image is easy to misunderstand.
Chen Feng was not short, but above average.
For the past month, he has continued to run every day, and his body has changed a lot from his weak appearance in the past, and his body looks very well-proportioned.
A good figure is paired with an above-average outfit, with a guitar on his back, and a slightly melancholy look in his eyes, which is a little out of the ordinary.
Not to mention customers, even the night market staff confused Chen Feng.
As soon as Chen Feng entered the door, he chose a random direction and planned to go to find a place to sit and wait for the opportunity, when a uniformed employee grabbed his clothes.
"Where are you going, the entertainer's lounge is here."
Chen Feng changed his mind and cupped his hands again and again, "I'm sorry, it's my first time here, so I don't know very well."
"I just saw your face, so I stopped you. Just put it in front and turn left, and I'll take you there." The employee smiled, "The relationship between brothers is very hard."
Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, "How do you say it?"
"He Jiaqi is holding a music club, and I want to come to our venue to sing a sea of singers. That is He Jiaqi. Someone took a video and posted it on the Internet in the middle of the warm-up. Maybe it will become popular. Maybe even rubbing it together. It's entertainment news. You can be selected by Director Liu without a PY deal."
Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, and secretly praised it.
Talent!
This dude is really a person, and he is too good at reasoning.
No wonder he's so enthusiastic, for good reason, and convincing.
"Haha...hahaha..."
Chen Feng felt that he would reveal his secrets by saying a few more words, and he simply smiled awkwardly.
Fortunately, this wonderful person didn't ask too much. After taking him to the place, he left, saying that we will have a chance to drink together later.
The Lemei Bar is very large, and the artist lounge has more than 100 square meters.
After Chen Feng came in, he didn't run around. He sat in the corner and tried to weaken his sense of existence.
There were people coming and going in the lounge, but no one noticed him as an uninvited guest.
Before I knew it, it was half past seven, and a big fat man walked in outside the door.
People in the lounge greeted him warmly as soon as they saw him.
"Hello Director Liu."
"Brother Liu, when is Sister He coming?"
Fatty Director Liu waved his hand, "The car has already arrived, and the car is parked outside. Everyone listens, and they all go out within a minute. Sister He will use the lounge."
"What! Mr. Liu! We haven't changed our clothes yet. Does Sister He have to use such a large space alone? Then where do we go to change our clothes?"
Director Liu spread his hands, "UU reading www.uukanshu.com This can't be helped, others are wrists. Only we will take care of others, no one will take care of us. Be quick! If you want to change clothes, go outside and find them by yourself. Restroom, I'm not kidding you! Hurry up!"
Chen Feng originally planned to stay here to see if he could find a chance to talk to He Jiaqi's manager, but he didn't expect to be kicked out without seeing anyone.
A group of grassroots performers suddenly walked away like a refugee.
Two young and beautiful young girls fell behind Chen Feng. Both of them were wrapped in blankets, and they were carrying large and small bags in their hands. Thinking that the clothes were more complicated, they were not finished yet.
"It's a ghost, and playing such a big game, sooner or later, you will be punished."
"Shh, be quiet, it's over to hear you."
"I'm just not convinced."
"If you're really not convinced, then you can find a way to climb up by yourself, it's useless to think about it."
"Ok."
Chen Feng didn't have to go to the bathroom like the others. After coming out, he turned a little corner, put the guitar under his feet, and stopped just as he entered the artist's restroom.
But he already had a hunch in his heart what would happen tonight.
Although this He Jiaqi does not have Lu Weihong, her appearance is too big.
An artist's style is basically determined by the artist's manager.
It is unlikely that Chen Feng will have the opportunity to speak to He Jiaqi directly, so he can only deal with the other party's agent, and the hope is very slim.
It's a pity that Chen Feng has just let Lu Wei dove once, he is thin-skinned, and he is not very embarrassed to ask for help now.
Everyone's relationship is not that close yet, it's almost like a stranger.
Since there is a chance today, Chen Feng intends to try it out on his own, and then go to Lu Wei and Zheng Rou if it really doesn't work.