I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

He took three or a half days of leave at the company intermittently, and went to the Cultural and Creative Industry Park to hold talks with each company.

Unfortunately, he always hits a wall everywhere.

Others didn’t give him the opportunity to play the guitar at all. They only asked him if he was born in a class of music, and if he had any masterpieces before.

Chen Feng didn’t want to lie, he honestly admitted that he had never studied music, no masterpiece, and then stopped.

Chen Feng has nothing to do with this. The fake can’t be true, and the real can’t be fake.

He does not have the relevant academic qualifications and experience in the arts and sports, and lying is not helpful, and he thinks that what he did before has nothing to do with the song he wants to sell.

What I want to sell to you is a song, not me, what do you care about me before?

Is there any work before, and what does it matter?

Did everyone have a masterpiece before writing the first song?

A creator who has not produced a work, just ignore it?

Then where do I go to make a work first?

Are all the people in the circle so mentally disordered and xenophobic?

But he knows blame the gods and accuse others will not help, maybe this is the reality.

Facing reality, accepting reality, and then defeating reality, everyone has to go through this experience.

……

In five minutes.

“Mr. Chen, it’s really sorry. I know you have songs to sell, but the director is really busy. I’m on a business trip recently and we don’t know much about appreciation, so… please go out Right.”

The front desk girl of this music production studio smiled sweetly and spoke decently, but she just didn’t let him in.

“No, if your director is not there, there will always be someone who collects songs, right? I am not demanding, just listen to me once, is it so difficult?”

This At that time, a middle-aged woman walked by and looked like a small boss. “This sir, our company has a mail box for external submissions. If you have confidence in your work, you can record a sample and send it to us. We will have someone review the manuscript regularly.”

Chen Feng is very helpless.

He has never sold a song before and does not understand the market.

First of all, with his singing skills, the quality of the recorded demo is certainly not that good.

Secondly, his song came from an incorrect source, so there were only two songs. If they were silly and handed over and were plagiarized and adapted, then who would he call to make sense?

“Okay, then I’ll go first.”

When Chen Feng saw that the matter couldn’t be reached, he stopped entanglement and turned around and took the elevator downstairs.

As soon as others entered the elevator, the little girl at the front desk and the middle-aged woman covered their mouths and laughed.

The front desk teased, “Really, now there are more and more ignorant people.”

Middle-aged woman nodded, “I feel like I’m an artist with a guitar on her back. Actually, I don’t even have basic common sense. This is the first number this month?”

The front desk looked down and turned over the book. The densely packed words on it were full of orthographic characters, “Sixteenth.” , I really think these people are like folk scientists.”

“pu!” The middle-aged woman was nodded and gave a thumbs up. That Yangtze River guitar is obviously a low-end product of two to three hundred. I can’t believe that someone will use this grade of guitar these years, what song can they write?”

Nodded, the front desk girl, “Yes. I remember Brother Liu seems to have more than 80,000 flutes, right? It’s really expensive.”

Middle-aged woman: “There is no way, you get what you pay for, good things make good sounds. “

Downstairs, Chen Feng looked back at the building unwillingly.

Then he shook his head, took out the notebook, and drew a bar on the name of a company on it.

He had written the names of more than a dozen companies on the notebook, but now only the last one is left.

This company is called Luwei Studio, which is not large in scale, but its business scope includes artist management, music production, album distribution and other fields.

As a small company, it is possible to achieve such a small but well-equipped company, relying on Lu Wei, the only artist of Luwei Studio, a popular female singer in China.

Chen Feng originally didn’t want to come to this company.

Lu Wei debuted very early. Although he is not very old, he is only twenty years old, but he is already very popular.

Actually, Chen Feng may know himself better than Lu Wei. Lu Wei has been mentioned many times in the biography of Zhong Lei in later generations.

For a long period of time, Lu Wei and Zhong Lei had a moment of vigour, but later, perhaps because of premature fame, or because of being dragged down by a very good family background, instead It made her less experienced, and Jiang Lang was exhausted too early, and eventually fell out of the team. After only 20 or 30 years of popularity, she failed to become a family on her own. Instead, she became a foil for Zhong Lei.

But now Lu Wei is not only younger, but also red to purple, and can even carry a company by himself.

Chen Feng also knows from future biographies that her background is extraordinary and terrifyingly deep. Any elder in the family will use sensitive words.

Because of the unpleasant experience dealing with Zhong Lei, Chen Feng subconsciously thinks that Lu Wei is more difficult.

So he didn’t have any hope of this company at all.

But now there is no choice, Chen Feng turned around and went to another building, heading straight to Luwei Studio.

The Public Area Point of Reed Studio doesn’t look impressive, and there is not even a front desk at the door.

Chen Feng probed in, and a young woman was walking towards her with a folder.

She looked at Chen Feng and then at the guitar bag behind him.

“Hello sir, may I ask you something?”

The other party is very polite, as expected by Chen Feng, after all, although he is not handsome and terribly handsome, but At any rate, there is also an honest face that is very reliable at first glance.

Chen Feng laughed, “I want to talk to Chief-In-Charge of your company. I have a song here I want to sell to your company.”

The woman was taken aback. I don’t know how to answer.

“Are you coming to sell songs?” At this moment, a plump, long-haired woman walked over.

She wore a very tight-fitting small suit and wrapped her figure so that every delicate hair was completely shown.

The woman who had spoken to Chen Feng hurriedly turned her head and bowed and said: “Good Sister Rou.”

Sister Rou waved her hand, “Go ahead and leave it to you. Me.”

The woman hurriedly lowered her head and walked away.

Sister Rou both hands crossed near chest turned to Chen Feng, with a slightly ridiculous smile on her face, “Hello, gentleman, I am Lu Wei’s agent and also from this company General Manager Zheng Rou. Could you please say it again, are you here to sell songs?”

As she said, her eyes fluttered to the guitar bag behind Chen Feng, and she saw “Yangtze River”. With two words, the corners of her mouth also draw a meaningful arc.

By this time, Chen Feng already knew the answer.

He really wants to turn his head and leave, but since the other party hasn’t rushed people, let’s say a few more words.

Maybe… it will be done?

Chen Feng nodded, “Yes, this is my hard work. I have confidence in this song.”

Zheng Rou laughed suddenly, “You didn’t Do you know? Our Luwei studio never collects external songs. Our family Lu Wei never sings other people’s songs. All her songs are written by herself, thank you.”

Chen Feng For a moment, “Huh? Is it like this?”