I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

　　 Two million one song.

　　What is that concept?

　　Chen Feng was unheard of.

　　A stable music creator, unless encountering a bottleneck period of exhausted inspiration, the general creative cycle is the average output of two songs per month.

　　 Then you can make 4 million a month, and 48 million a year.

　　 Rounding is equal to 100 million!

　　 By this time, Chen Feng felt more deeply that Lu Wei introduced Ou Junlang and his good intentions.

　　 This buddy is not a silly man with ordinary money.

　　 Chen Feng's eyes changed when he saw Ou Junlang.

　　He sent the door to the super injustice, he felt that if he let it go, he would be stupid than the other party.

　　Anyway, Ou Junlang is not bad. For him, two million and one million is nothing more than two hundred and one hundred dollars for ordinary people. It is painless and itchy.

　　As long as he sold the song to him, even if he gave him enough face, he would be able to help him chase his dreams, and the relationship was still sold.

　　 This wave is very stable.

　　 At this moment, Chen Feng's phone rang, and it was really Chen Li who asked him to talk about buying songs.

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

　　Ou Junlang immediately stopped, and had to follow upstairs together.

　　Walking him while tangling Chen Feng, "Mr. Chen, don't do this, I'll come first, you write to me first."

　　Chen Feng said relentlessly: "That's really embarrassing, it must be Chen Lixian, I said it last month."

　　 "Well, that's a shame." Ou Junlang scratched his head, "Can I jump in line if I add money?"

　　 Chen Feng slipped at his feet and almost fell.

　　 He raised his face, "No."

　　 "Okay." Ou Junlang said sadly and sadly.

　　Up to the second floor, Chen Li and her agent have prepared the contract for a long time.

　　 Others are there.

　　 The business atmosphere in the room is not too strong. It is very easy going. After all, all of you are friends here.

　　 "Ms. Chen, are you here?"

　　Chen Li's agent greeted enthusiastically, "Sit here."

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

　　 "That...Mr. Chen, you're really not kind." Chen Li squeezed and gently poked Chen Feng's shoulder.

　　 This is already her most intimate performance, she really can't be as unrestrained as those little young girls.

　　Chen Feng is more adapted to her attitude, "Sister Chen Li, I don't understand what you said, but you talk about where I am not kind?"

Chen Li snorted softly in his nose, "Obviously I was the first person to buy your song. You have given it to others. I still don't have a capital. Even if the price I gave was low, then you are Also give me a chance to add money!"

　　Chen Feng was really embarrassed by her remarks, and repeatedly charged.

"Actually, I didn’t really think so much at that time. The price was not the main factor I considered. The main criteria for my song selling is whether it is suitable or not. These three capitals are not tailor-made for you and are not particularly suitable. You see me not Just came to you?"

　　Chen Li only let him go.

"Okay, for your sincere apology, I’m not going to blame the previous things. I can’t put my pigeons again this time, the contract is here, you sign it quickly. Your next song, Must give it to me. I don’t take advantage of you for the price, one million!

　　Chen Li opened the door with sincerity.

　　Don't look at her tone of voice, but in fact, she is still slightly nervous to pay attention to Chen Feng's attitude.

　　 This price is the highest authority that the company gives her to collect songs. If it is higher, then she cannot be the master.

　　Unknown, Chen Feng paid attention to Ou Junlang's reaction.

　　 This man just said that he wanted to double the price, but when he heard that it was as high as one million, he got two million, and he did not know how he would react.

　　Ou Junlang looks as usual, very calm.

　　 Chen Feng secretly happy.

　　Ou Shao deserves to be Ou Shao, and really has no feeling for one million or two million!

　　 "Mr. Chen, you're saying something."

　　Seeing that he kept talking, Chen Li urged nervously.

　　 "Oh oh! I just remembered your representative Chen Li's masterpiece and analyzed your style."

　　Chen Feng opened his eyes and talked nonsense.

　　 "Really? Do you feel a bit?"

　　This time, not only Chen Li, but several other people were also applauded.

　　Chen Feng Xun Si will wait to sell three songs at once, it is better to be more unrestrained.

　　 Anyway, I am already arrogant today, so there is no need to deliberately low-key.

　　 "Well, I feel a little."

　　 "This is great!"

　　Chen Li applauded and exclaimed.

　　Choose a better date than hit the sun. Chen Feng took a deep breath and pretended to be a burst of inspiration. "Take me a pen and paper, I will write the first one for you first."

　　 "The first song?"

"Yes! I'm a little bit inspired at the moment, I can write about three of them in one breath. It's just right, and I apologize for the fact that the first three of my songs weren't sold to you. Choose one by the time, if you like it, then I’ll sell it to you. If you have something you don’t want, I will think about selling it to others.”

　　 Everyone spoke in unison, surprised, "Three songs?"

　　Chen Feng's expression looks serious, "Yes, three songs."

　　Even Zhong Lei, who knows his talent very well, is not sure if he is kidding.

　　Writing songs is not essay writing, and the inspiration that can be handed down often can only be a certain melody.

　　 A complete song, rhythm and lyrics need to pay attention to echoing back and forth, almost no one can overnight.

　　Even if it can be inspired and managed to do so, but afterwards, it is still necessary to fine-tune constantly.

　　When the key is not adjustable, this song is considered to be in shape.

　　Perhaps throughout the ages, only the kind of master-level character who really gathers the masters can first complete the desk in his heart and then draw the pen.

　　 But this kung fu just looks simple. No one can say how much thick and thin hair and how much intensive work is behind it.

　　Although Chen Feng is brilliant, his mouth is three times at a time, which is too shocking.

　　Everyone neither believed nor denied him.

　　Chen Feng was too lazy to explain to everyone, and when the paper and pen were in hand, he began to write at the desk.

　　Writing line by line in a simple notebook pours like a stream of water.

　　 There is almost no pause in his writing, it seems that there is no process of thinking at all.

　　 Several heads leaned against his back, his face touching his face, and his eyelids next to them.

　　Don't dare to speak out, but dare to read the lyrics silently in the heart.

　　 After the current six lines of lyrics came out, everyone was shocked.

　　 is extremely smooth, the rhythm is extremely beautiful, the rhythm and emotion are infinitely perfect, and it is more than something.

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

　　Not only Chen Li felt that Zhong Lei and Lu Wei also liked these lyrics at a glance.

　　Chen Feng looked at the expressionless face, his eyes condensed, and only concentrated on writing. Feng Chen had no idea what language to use to describe his mood.

Ten minutes later, Chen Feng had a meal.

　　 "It's finished."

　　Chen Li's mouth is only three inches away from Chen Feng's ears. She completely forgot the reason why men and women don't give or receive.

　　 she asked, "What about composition?"

Chen Feng said casually: "I also think about the complete score. But the time is tight. I will first sing you a sing aloud. After you listen to it, think about whether you like it or not, and then say it after the score. It hasn’t disappeared yet. I’d better write the other two as soon as possible.”

　　 Everyone was speechless.

　　 You come true!

　　Since it has been done, there will be no scruples and no look back.

　　Chen Feng didn't care about his crappy singing and mediocre voice, so he sang in front of a few big music bands.

　　 does not deny that he sings very generally, and basically only tunes the key.

　　 But the people present will make up their own brains and substitute their voices into the rhythm of this new song, and a strong intracranial impact will emerge.

　　Ou Junlang was the only male present except Chen Feng. Because of his size and gender, he was inconvenient and he joined Chen Feng behind to fight with everyone, so he had to watch from the opposite side.

　　 But at this time he looked at Chen Feng's eyes, not the ordinary worship as before.

　　 He was looking at a fairy!

Oh my god!

　　 is absolutely!

　　 An hour passed...

During 　　 Lu Wei went out a little bit.

　　Although very reluctant, Lu Wei, as the host, had to be ushered in, otherwise he would lose the etiquette.

But after sending people away, she didn’t dare to stay outside. She trot all the way upstairs and came back~www.ltnovel.com~ She happened to hear Chen Feng singing the end of the last song, and then Chen Li’s Shout.

　　 "Mister Chen, I want it! I need all three songs! I want it all!"

　　Lu Wei's hand pushed the door slightly.

　　 She felt the emotion of loss in her heart.

　　 She has to admit that she has always been an independent creator, and at this moment she has become jealous of Chen Li's good luck.

　　However, if you miss it, you miss it.

　　I really want to have a chance to feel, if you use your own voice to sing Chen Feng's song, what effect should it be.

　　Chen Feng was very satisfied when he watched the crowd shocked by his own body.

　　Since Chen Li has already spoken up, all three million will be available.

　　 The next point should be the six million in Ou Junlang’s pocket.

　　He looked at Zhong Lei again.

　　 robbed her three songs in front of her, and did not know whether she would be injured internally.

　　 "Ah!" Suddenly, Zhong Lei shouted.

　　Chen Feng groaned and secretly screamed.

　　 But then Zhong Lei ignored him and only 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 wrong?"

Zhong Lei ran over, "Come on, please take me a while, these three songs by Chen Feng are too strong for me. I will... I want to write a song that really belongs to me immediately! It’s too much to look forward and back, I should believe in myself more, I should like Chen Feng, as long as there is inspiration, write it immediately!"

　　Chen Feng glared.

　　 You are afraid of being a monster!

　　 What about a good internal injury?

　　 How did you get inspired?

　　I copied you like this, I couldn't surrender you?