The Counterattack of the Reborn Playboy

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

It wasn't until Zhou Yifan kicked the light yellow log low table in front of him into pieces as if venting his anger, that he felt his mood improved a bit.

The names of the artists he inquired about just now, their work is now under the overall management of Zhou Chuxun.

Publicly avenging personal revenge, and making people unable to find anything to blame, seeing the embarrassment on the face of the director of the resource integration department, Zhou Yifan had no intention of embarrassing him.

It was only when he rushed to find Zhou Zhili and Zhang Ting that he realized that there was a charity event co-organized by the government department and Lan Yu on this day, and Lan Yu's top management and most of its artists would attend.

When he came out of the company, Zhou Yifan was full of irritability and exhaustion.

The reason is that Zhou Chuxun is already far ahead of him.

Wearing a fake mask, he always pretends to be gentle and amiable to deceive everyone.

In the past, Zhou Yifan only felt that his behavior was very disgusting, but because of his own experience in the previous life, many of his thoughts have quietly changed.

It's just a play. If such behavior can benefit him, then he will do it at worst.

Put on an ignorant and self-willed appearance and run to Zhou Zhili or Zhang Ting to make a big fuss. No matter what headaches they have, in the end, they will definitely set aside a recording studio for themselves.

As for those senior executives and employees of Lan Yu, as long as Ling Feng's album comes out, their views on themselves will be changed.

After thinking this way, Zhou Yifan let out a breath, and his mood returned to calm.

"What happened?"

Hearing Zhou Yunjin's voice, Zhou Yifan couldn't help but raise his head. When he found Zhou Yunjin leaning against the door frame with his hands in his arms and looking at him with a happy face, he felt a burst of unhappiness from the bottom of his heart.

With Zhou Yunjin's posture, he must have been standing there for a long time, but due to Zhou Yifan's fear of him, he was silent for a moment, and then he smiled as if nothing happened, and said, "It's nothing."

"What's in your hand?"

Those were songs written by Ling Feng himself. According to Zhou Yifan's memory in his previous life, he selected twelve songs that were well received, and they were originally used to record his first album.

Seeing that Zhou Yunjin had already walked in front of him, Zhou Yifan had no choice but to hand him the things in his hand.

In Zhou Yifan's impression, Zhou Yunjin is the kind of idol star in the true traditional sense, relying on packaging, appearance, plus their family's power and wealth, that's why he rose to the sky in one step and became popular for so many years.

Although he has released a few platinum-selling albums, and there are many songs he created to promote himself, Zhou Yifan doesn't really believe it.

After all, he has too many things that others don't have, so putting words like hard work and diligence on him will only give people a sense of disobedience.

I thought so in my heart, but when Zhou Yifan found that he was looking at the songs written by Ling Feng intently, and kept the same posture all the time, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and said, "What do you think?"

"Well written and special."

He didn't expect him to have such a good eye. After feeling in his heart that he was not just a superhero, Zhou Yifan said tentatively, "Then do you think he will be popular in the future?"

"Yes, but the time is uncertain. He will either be a shocker and become popular immediately, or he will be silent for a few years, quietly attracting fans, and then accumulate to a certain level and explode suddenly. But no matter what, he will be popular and have a wide audience. , the fans it attracts are diehard fans.”

Damn, it is basically foreseeing his future, and the reality is almost the same as what he said.

It seems that it was at this time that Zhou Yifan understood the meaning of the word "professional", whether it was Chen Chao before, or Zhou Yunjin at this moment.

"You are amazing..."

Seeing Zhou Yifan saying this with a dull expression, Zhou Yunjin couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and at the same time was a little surprised at his eyes in choosing artists.

"You haven't told me what just happened to you."

Thinking of this, Zhou Yifan sat down a little discouraged, and said: "Lan Yu doesn't have a free recording studio, I can't find a place to record songs for Ling Feng."

"Is that so?" Zhou Yunjin looked down at the song written by Ling Feng, then looked at Zhou Yifan who was opposite, and said, "Maybe I can help you."

"real?!"

Thinking of Zhou Yunjin's identity and his previous experiences, Zhou Yifan immediately jumped up excitedly from the sofa.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Yunjin raised the corner of his mouth and said, "But you need to promise me a condition."

"what?"

Zhou Yifan, who stared at him with wide eyes and motionless, reminded Zhou Yunjin of some kind of large dog. Although it was a bit stupid, it would become very loyal after being raised.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yunjin's smile became more obvious, and then he bowed slightly, pointed to his left cheek and said, "Kiss me, after kissing, I will find the best recording studio for you."

"you!"

Seeing Zhou Yifan quickly turn his face red, and at the same time clenched his hands with a look of daring to be angry, Zhou Yunjin suppressed a smile, and pretended to be generous and said: "Imagine yourself as a child. That's good? Besides, you kissed me like this when you were young."

But I'm fucking 25 now!

Seeing him standing still, Zhou Yunjin gradually suppressed the smile on his face, and said, "Zhou Yifan, it's just a kiss... Maybe you want to go to Zhi Li or your godmother to make a big fuss and force them to agree to your proposal." Require?"

Seeing him staring at him with wide eyes, Zhou Yunjin showed a clear smile again, and said, "By the way, you can also consult with Chu Xun."

"Wait a moment!"

Seeing that Zhou Yunjin was about to leave, Zhou Yifan hastily called him to stop.

It's just a kiss. This way can not only avoid Zhou Chuxun's interference, but also establish a better image in front of Zhou Zhili, godmother and all Lan Yu's employees.

After weighing again and again, Zhou Yifan looked at Zhou Yunjin who had already turned around, and said with an expression of wishing to die, "I kiss you."

He looked very nervous, and the surroundings were too quiet, so gradually, Zhou Yunjin only felt that he was somewhat affected by his emotions.

Seeing Zhou Yifan's clenched hands, blushing face slowly approaching him, Zhou Yunjin couldn't help but look sideways at him.

When he found that his eyes were closed and at the same time felt the soft touch on his face, Zhou Yunjin only felt that his thoughts had wandered accidentally.

"puff……"

Hearing Zhou Yunjin's laughter, Zhou Yifan quickly opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "It's funny?!"

"No..." After finishing speaking, Zhou Yunjin clenched his fist to cover his lips, lowered his head and said, "I just didn't expect you to be so innocent."

"Innocent?!"

Seeing his unbelievable and shocked appearance, Zhou Yunjin talked about him and said, "I like the layout of your room."

Zhou Yifan's room had been changed after he was reborn. He used to be crazy about several foreign rock groups, including death metal and grunge. At that time, his wall was covered with promotional posters of their heavy taste.

But there seems to be an age limit for liking such things. After rebirth, he felt naive, so he removed all these posters, and replaced the bed sheets and quilt covers with warm colors such as dark blue and light gray that made him more comfortable.

But it seems that he should not focus on this now...

Seeing Zhou Yunjin walking out shaking his shoulders all the way, Zhou Yifan collapsed on the sofa physically and mentally exhausted, thinking of being a pervert is a pervert, and there will never be a day when others can guess his thoughts.

As for the innocence he mentioned, Zhou Yifan once had several girlfriends, and had the closest relationship with them.

It's just that in his eyes, love is the most useless and meaningless thing in this world.

After reading the songs written by Ling Feng that Zhou Yunjin put on the sofa for a while, Zhou Yifan got up suddenly. It seemed that it was only at this time that he realized that he had forgotten a very serious matter.

"Can you compose music?"

Composition and arrangement are different. Composition is the part that makes the melody, that is, the place where the lyrics will appear, but arrangement is based on the whole song, and then other instruments are added. In modern popular music, composition and arrangement It is often two people, because many composers are only sure about the melody, but the arranger needs more skills to embody such a melody.

Although Zhou Yifan had listened to many of Ling Feng's songs over and over again in his previous life, he never noticed whether the arranger of the songs was himself.

Seeing Zhou Yifan's nervous face, Ling Feng, who had just been forced by him to jog for an hour, scratched the back of his head habitually, and said, "Yes."

"Can you arrange all the twelve songs I selected?"

"it should be OK."

He knows the songs he wrote best, and with Ling Feng's introverted and modest personality, he must have confidence in himself when he says this.

After thinking this way, Zhou Yifan let out a sigh of relief and said, "This is the best."

Zhou Yunjin and Zhou Yifan made an appointment to meet at the door of Lingfeng's apartment. Seeing Lingfeng who was still fat, Zhou Yunjin frowned unconsciously and said, "He needs to lose weight."

"It's already decreasing."

Looking at Zhou Yunjin and Zhou Yifan who treated themselves as transparent and chatting on their own, Ling Feng, who was sitting in the back seat, suddenly realized clearly that excessive weight is something that cannot be tolerated in the entertainment industry.

"By the way, do you know Zhou Yunjin?"

When Zhou Yunjin drove to the recording studio he had contacted, Zhou Yifan couldn't help but turned around and asked Ling Feng.

"know."

"Then have you ever heard his song?"

Ling Feng looked embarrassed and said, "I prefer European and American pop music."

Is it because I look down on the songs he sings and feel that I don't have the need and meaning to listen to them?

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhou Yifan's mouth raised involuntarily.

Zhou Yunjin glanced at him with the look of a successful cat, but didn't speak.

"By the way, cousin, do you know that kind of professional arranger?"

"know."

"Then can you help Ling Feng find one?" After thinking for a while, Zhou Yifan said again: "Ling Feng himself will do it himself, just find someone who is like a consultant for him."

"Okay." After finishing speaking, Zhou Yunjin casually glanced at Zhou Yifan who was already a little excited, and said, "But how can you thank me?"

After hearing what he said, Zhou Yifan quickly remembered what happened yesterday.

Seeing that his face was flushed, and at the same time, he gritted his teeth and clenched his hands secretly, Zhou Yunjin suppressed a smile, only feeling that his mood, which had become a little depressed because of Ling Feng's words just now, suddenly changed for the better.

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