I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

　　Lu Wei smiled and said, "Then I will wait for the good news."

　　 She was very happy.

　　 Unlike many times in the past I had the opportunity to make an appointment with Chen Feng, this time Lu Wei is really looking forward to it.

　　After that miraculous night, she had a deeper understanding of Chen Feng's ability.

　　She has always been very confident in her appreciation ability, not to mention that "The Night Is Deep" and "Boring" have set off a storm in the entire Chinese music scene in recent days.

　　 There are even some lively media that compares Zhong Lei with her.

　　 Of course, the industry generally believes that Zhong Lei is still a bit hot because Zhong Lei sings songs written by "others".

　　But Lu Wei knew that when Zhong Lei took out the next "Bathfire", and then superimposed her achievements in self-writing, I was afraid that she would really catch up with her in terms of heat.

　　Lu Wei is not jealous of Zhong Lei, but he is a little bit unconvinced.

　　 She believes that her performance will not be worse than that of Zhong Lei.

　　 She is very confident.

　　 Before she refused to buy other people's songs, it wasn't that she had a mental cleansing desire to sing only her own, but the mediocre work of others was hard to impress her.

　　 "Ou Shao, do you have a recording studio?"

　　Chen Feng turned around and asked.

　　Ou Junlang responded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

　　Chen Feng turned to Lu Wei again, "It is better to choose the day than to hit the day, Sister Weiwei, we will go now. I will play and sing for you first."

　　 "Ah? Already written? Just wrote again?"

　　Chen Feng shook his head quickly, "No, just a little bit idle for the past few days, itchy hand writing."

"Your output is too high! Chen Feng, it's not that I said you, although you have the ability, you can't consume your inspiration in this way. You can only output, not pay attention to absorption. And you can take it out like you are working. Works, the quality will decline."

　　 An hour later, Lu Wei fled to the desert, leaving only such a sentence.

"I'll release the single first, the single copyright is sold out for five years, and it costs two million. The follow-up electronic copyright is divided into five and five points between you and me. In addition, this song will be included in the next new album. You can't Collect money again."

　　Ou Junlang swallowed, "It's terrifying. This condition given by Sister Weiwei is higher than mine!"

　　 not only has a buyout fee of 2 million, but also a follow-up copyright income of 50-50.

　　Obviously, Lu Wei only cares about making music, and has little interest in money. Chen Feng's cheapness won't be taken up.

　　 "Very good, this is my next standard charge. O Shao, let me tell you a plan..."

　　About half an hour later, Chen Feng made the statement clear.

Ou Junlang digested it for a while before saying, "Master, you mean. You set up a company called Xingfeng, and I took out 20 million to join your company to hold a 10% share. At the same time, my artist broker also changed Come to Xingfeng. As a personal artist, I have a split account with the company. Then I will find a way to put together Xingfeng's overall framework. Master, you usually do nothing, only write songs, all my songs in the future, It’s all covered by Master, right?"

　　Chen Feng nodded, "Yes."

　　 He worried that Ou Junlang would not agree, after all, Ou Junlang's share of the shares was too low in his opinion.

　　 "Good!"

Ou Junlang nodded sternly, "It's not me who blows, I feel that when my new album comes out, I will definitely become popular overnight. The annual income of domestic first-line singers can easily exceed 50 million, even if I don't inherit my dad's money, I can also make a billionaire myself!"

　　Chen Feng suffered 10,000 points of damage and forcibly calmed down: "Good talk!"

　　 "Actually, I have received seven or eight songs before, plus the three songs you gave me, just enough for an album, you just wait to watch a good show!"

　　Chen Feng grinned and smirked, patting Ou Junlang's shoulder, "I like your blind and confident taste. All the songs you collected before were brought to me."

　　Another hour passed, Chen Feng put down the big Olympic headset.

　　 "Master, how are you doing?"

　　 "Do you want to hear the truth or falsehood?"

　　 "Of course it is the truth."

　　 "If you sing this Qituo shit, you're done."

　　 "There is a song written by Sister Weiwei."

"These songs are generally good. It's no problem to give some second- and third-tier singers their career masterpieces. But you, Ou Junlang, are people who are pursuing. The first album lays out how high you can reach in your life. If you can't Get a loud enough starter, and if you want to climb up again in the future, you have to get twice the result with half the effort. So, you must remember three words firmly. In the future, when you make music, you must "not will", rather than sing , You can’t overdo it.”

　　Ou Junlang was completely persuaded by him, "All listen to Master's, then I have a long way to consider, and I'm not in a hurry to release the album."

　　Chen Feng shook his head and took a notebook from behind to take a picture in front of Ou Junlang. "It's for you. Now you are an artist of my company. The copyright of your songs are all company assets. I won't charge you copyright fees."

"what is this?"

　　 "The seven new songs I wrote to you, practice well, and practice within three days, I will check it then."

　　 "WTF!"

　　Ou Junlang's mentality collapsed.

　　 Anyway, it was shocking enough, and Chen Feng did not intend to keep a low profile in front of others.

　　He has a showdown, I am a genius.

　　 He swayed his "talent" unscrupulously, no matter how others worshipped and worshipped, he was still immobile.

　　After fiercely restraining Ou Junlang, Chen Feng walked away with both hands in his arms.

　　 Later in the afternoon, the two registered the company at a very fast speed, and then Chen Feng really became the shopkeeper.

　　Ou Junlang stopped talking several times.

　　He wanted to talk to his cheap master about these seven songs too.

　　 is too scary! Just a few days, how did you write it!

Are you still human!

　　 It's a pity that Chen Feng seems to have nothing to talk about and is too calm.

　　 really can't blame him for deliberately pretending that.

　　He was also embarrassed.

　　The seven songs that were given to Ou Junlang are still from the folk singer Liang Yuan who has achieved great achievements in a certain timeline.

　　 is also the one who had chased Zhong Lei hard.

　　Chen Feng evacuated a total of ten masterpieces that people have worked so hard to create all his life.

　　 His behavior was so cruel that he was a little embarrassed, and his conscience was uneasy. After returning home, he counted the money for a long time before calm down.

　　 Brother Liang Yuan, don't blame me for being ruthless, all for the rise of mankind.

　　Three days later, Chen Feng accepted the situation of Ou Junlang practicing songs.

　　Although this fat man's creative talent is about equal to zero, and his appearance is not photographed at all, the strange thing is that his voice is really a bit hard, the sense of music is great, and he learns songs quickly.

　　 Although the version he deduced is slightly different from that of Liang Yuan's original version, the difference is not large, and it is still within the tolerable range.

"Good, practice for two more days, and then officially start recording. Now we are a star bag company, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has nothing, temporarily borrow more resources from your side. Come back as soon as possible. Set up the venue."

　　Ou Junlang nodded, but hesitated.

　　 "Is there any difficulty? Star Front Entertainment's start-up funds are not enough?"

　　 asked Chen Feng.

　　Ou Junlang shook his head, "Not at all. There is no problem with money, I have enough here."

　　 "Is that a problem?"

"Well, the grassroots staff is easy to find. Many people on my side are willing to change the environment. But it is very difficult for professional managers who can help control the overall situation. After all, we both have to be left behind, so this person has both ability and I can believe it. My dad is not happy to give me the executives on his side. Besides, the industry is not right, and it is not suitable for me to force it. It is not suitable for me to force it. It is not easy to do."

　　Chen Feng thought about it, and came up with a personal name, "I have a personal choice."

"Who?"

　　 "Meng Xiaozhou."

　　 "He? Isn't it? Others are going to be listed companies as executives, will they come to our little temple just now?"

　　Chen Feng asked back, "Are you not confident in your ability, or not in my creative talent? Xingfeng is now a small temple, and next year it will be the Great Leiyin Temple!"

　　Ou fat man thought deeply, "It's right."

　　Chen Feng's confidence in the success of digging corners is full.

　　Because Meng Xiaozhou owes his feelings to others, he is now eager to return.

　　Meng Xiaozhou's money, Chen Feng did not plan to ask for it, and at the same time, the salary that should be offered to others should not be less than one. Refer to market standards.

　　Chen Feng will make clear when he comes to terms, if you really want to return my favor, then come and help me.

　　 It doesn't matter if money is or not, I'm not bad.

　　The important thing is you, I want it.