Chapter 21 Sudden Good News

As soon as Chen Feng walked away, Mai Hui came closer.

"Sister Rou, you said it was late at night, thank you for coming here."

Zheng Rou smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll go in and sit down too. By the way, Teacher He is going to participate in a provincial TV variety show tomorrow, right?"

"That's right."

"It's like this. In tomorrow's program, the TV station will arrange seven or eight newcomers to warm up. Among them is a little girl named Tong Bao'er, who is my friend's niece. I will need more support from Teacher He, and she will have a little relationship with Tong Bao'er in the program. Just say a few more words or just say anything. It will also be convenient for the TV station to give you more shots."

This is the real purpose of Zheng Rou's special trip here.

It's one thing to be smart, but when it comes to asking for help, it's still polite to have the opportunity to talk face to face.

Mai Hui nodded repeatedly, "Since Sister Rou gave the order, I will emphasize it with Jiaqi later."

After her request was settled, Zheng Rou couldn't help but ask one more question, "The person I was chatting with just now is called Chen Feng. You and him seem to have some conflicts?"

Chen Feng thought he hid it very well, but as Zheng Rou saw him walking so fast, as if he was afraid of being approached by Mai Hui, this was not an ordinary nuisance.

So now Zheng Rou talks a little more, thinking that if the conflict is not intense, she can be a peacemaker.

Mai Hui was at a loss, "Chen Feng? That young man carrying the guitar that you were chatting with just now? I was just about to ask you if he was harassing you too, and he was about to call security."

Zheng Rou was stunned, "Ah? What do you say?"

"Sister Rou, you don't know how crazy this person is. Jiaqi was still singing on stage, and I was about to go backstage to take a rest. He blocked the way and said he had written a song and wanted to sell it to me. He was crazy."

Zheng Rou was slightly surprised, "Ah? He wrote another song?"

"Again?" Mai Hui keenly noticed something was wrong.

"Well, a few days ago he wrote a very good new song and wanted to sell it to Weiwei. Weiwei heard it well, but the style didn't fit very well, so he introduced it to others. Unfortunately, he changed his mind later. There’s no line.”

This time, it was Mai Hui's turn to be dumbfounded.

Of course, Mai Hui knew that Lu Wei always created her own works and never considered the works of other producers.

But the reason why Lu Wei rejected Chen Feng was not because the song was not good, but because the style didn't fit?

And although Lu Wei didn't buy it herself, she took the initiative to be an introducer, which can better illustrate the quality of the song.

Is this person's level really that high?

Mai Hui quickly asked: "How good are his songs?"

Zheng Rou replied: "I can't tell you exactly how good it is, and I don't understand it very well, but Weiwei said yes, that's good. And she also allowed me to keep in touch with him when I have time. If he writes something suitable for Weiwei, Wei's songs can also be sold to us, so let's store them in the music library for now."

Hiss, hiss!

Mai Hui gasped frantically.

This is really embarrassing.

"It's over. I rejected him just now, and my tone wasn't very good."

When Chen Feng was about to walk downstairs, the phone rang. It was Zheng Rou.

Connected.

But the person talking inside was not Zheng Rou, but the sissy Mai Hui.

"Hello Mr. Chen, I am Mai Hui..."

"I'm not selling it anymore, I'm sorry. My works are not mature enough and are not worthy of it."

Chen Feng replied harshly and then hung up the phone.

Another half hour passed, and the phone rang again, and it was Zheng Rou calling again.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, but Mai Hui insists on letting me be the peacemaker."

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay. Sister Rou, please take the trouble."

"I think it's a trivial matter that it's better to dissolve enemies than to end them. Otherwise, I'll be the host another day and invite you both to have a meal together so we can sit down and have a good chat."

Chen Feng smiled from a distance and said, "Sister Rou, you are too preoccupied. I don't want to argue with him. I thought about it carefully before and I really feel that this new song is not mature enough and needs to be polished."

"Oh, that's true. Weiwei is also very surprised that you released a new song so quickly."

After another brief chat and hanging up the phone, Chen Feng's ordinary but fulfilling day came to an end.

Bored, he turned on the computer again and listened to "Boring" again before going back to bed and getting ready to sleep.

If nothing else happens, Zhong Lei should be able to meet the person in charge of Ku Ge tomorrow and get relatively good conditions, so he can sign a contract.

Hope everything goes well.

Turn off the lights.

Bang!

There was a loud noise upstairs, like something fell on the floor.

Chen Feng was shocked. He jumped up from the bed and ran upstairs, "What's wrong? What happened!"

"Chen Feng! Good news!"

Zhong Lei opened the door fiercely.

She held the phone in her hand, and her face was filled with suppressed joy.

But it is this kind of restraint that can tell others about her gaffe and how great the good news she just got is.

At this moment, there was a slight red mark on Zhong Lei's forehead. It seemed that she had accidentally fallen off the bed after getting the good news just now.

"what news?"

Chen Feng asked happily.

Zhong Lei didn't answer, her eyes drifted downward.

Chen Feng also froze on the spot after asking.

It turned out that both of them were only wearing underwear.

Zhong Lei slammed the door shut again, and Chen Feng went back downstairs as if he was running away.

After waiting for several minutes, the two people upstairs and downstairs explained the matter clearly on the phone.

It turned out that just now, an employee from Kuge suddenly called her and said that the supervisor had carefully listened to the demo of "Boring" and was very satisfied with it. He had decided to give her a B-level contract and she could go directly to sign the contract tomorrow.

Kuge's copyright licensing contract is divided into four levels, ABCD, except for special contracts for special events.

The most rubbish version is D-level, which is also the version that Zhong Lei and Chen Feng have been dissatisfied with before. It is specially used to kill pure cute newcomers.

The next level is C-level, which the two of them have always wanted to strive for.

But I didn't expect that the other party actually directly gave me a B-level contract, which is the highest level of contract that the copyright manager can personally sign.

Those who can sign B-level contracts are usually at least second-tier singers.

Although she didn't know what happened, Zhong Lei was indeed very happy.

Chen Feng also thinks this is gratifying.

After being excited for almost half an hour, Chen Feng finally fell asleep.

…

"Private Chen Feng! Get out!"

Chen Feng opened his eyes fiercely.

Once again, I saw a familiar yet unfamiliar scene.

Playground, aircraft, cloudless sky, large clock tower full of technology...

There is also Ding Hu’s “hateful” square face.

His mind was spinning, and it turned out that another month had passed without him realizing it.

I'm dreaming again!

No, I'm back again!

Start countdown.

Ten, nine, eight...three, two, one.

"Still in a daze? Go run around the playground ten times for me!"

Just as the countdown ended, Ding Hu came up again, with the same ferocious expression and the same roaring tone.

Once again, a thousand years later, it started with running laps as always.

Everything is under control.

Chen Feng secretly made up his mind.

Things are about to become clear.

This is the third time, there won’t be any more surprises.

Then I will definitely have this dream on the night of the 26th of every month, and it will definitely come a thousand years later!

The same will happen next month.

Copying songs and working as a porter can continue.

So this time, as the creator of "Boring", have I left my name thousands of years later?

Where is Zhong Lei?

Is she still there?

Chen Feng wished he could give himself wings, quickly flew back to the dormitory area after training, and then used his personal computer to check the situation online.

"I asked you to run a lap, why are you giggling! Run ten more laps! A total of twenty laps!"

Ding Hu's voice floated from afar.

Chen Feng: Fuck!