I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

Two million songs apiece.

What is that concept?

Chen Feng was simply unheard of.

For a stable music creator, unless he encounters a bottleneck period when his inspiration is exhausted, the general creative cycle is to produce an average of one to two songs per month.

Then you can earn 4 million every month, which is 48 million a year.

Rounding it off equals 100 million!

By this time, Chen Feng had a deeper understanding of Lu Wei's good intentions in introducing Ou Junlang to him.

This guy is not as stupid as ordinary people.

Chen Feng's eyes changed when he looked at Ou Junlang.

He felt that if he let this super-fucked person come to his door, he would be even more stupid than the other party.

Ou Junlang is not short of money anyway. To him, two million and one million are nothing more than the equivalent of two hundred and one hundred yuan for ordinary people. They are neither painful nor itchy.

As long as you sell the song to him, even if it gives him enough face and helps him pursue his dream, the favor is still sold.

This wave is very stable.

At this moment, Chen Feng's phone rang, and it turned out to be Chen Li talking to him about buying songs.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng said that we would discuss the matter later, and I would go up to discuss it with Chen Li first.

Ou Junlang immediately quit and insisted on following him upstairs.

As he walked, he kept pestering Chen Feng, "Teacher Chen, don't be like this. I'll come first, and you write for me first."

Chen Feng said ruthlessly: "That's really embarrassing. It must be Chen Lixian. We agreed last month."

"That's it. That's a pity." Ou Junlang scratched his head, "Then can I jump in line if I pay more?"

Chen Feng's feet slipped and he almost fell.

He said with a straight face, "No."

"OK."

Ou Junlang said in a disappointed tone, thinking to himself that Mr. Chen was very principled. This must be the style of a master creative talent.

Going up to the second floor, Chen Li and her agent had already prepared the contract and were waiting.

Others are there too.

There is not a strong business atmosphere in the room, and it is very easy-going. After all, we are all friends here.

"Teacher Chen, are you here?"

Chen Li's manager greeted him warmly, "Sit over here."

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

"Um...Teacher Chen, you are so unkind." Chen Li smiled and gently poked Chen Feng's shoulder.

This is the most intimate expression she has shown with others. She really can't be as unrestrained as those young girls.

Chen Feng was more adaptable to her attitude, "Sister Chen Li, I don't understand what you are saying. Why don't you tell me where I am not kind?"

Chen Li snorted softly, "Obviously I was the first person to buy your songs, but you have already given three of them to others. I haven't even had one. Even if the price I gave you at the beginning was low, then you Also give me a chance to add money!"

Chen Feng was really a little embarrassed by her words and accused her repeatedly.

"Actually, I really didn't think much about it at the time. Price was not the main factor I considered. My main criteria for selling songs is whether they are suitable or not. These three are not tailor-made for you, and they are not particularly suitable. Look at this. Just came to find you?"

Only then did Chen Li let him go.

"Well, since your apology is quite sincere, I will forget about the past. You can't let me go this time. The contract is here, you sign it quickly. Your next song must be given to Me. I won’t take advantage of you in terms of price, one million! How about it?”

Chen Li showed his sincerity straight to the point.

Despite her arrogant tone, she was still slightly nervous and paying attention to Chen Feng's attitude.

This price is the highest authority the company gives her to collect songs. If it is higher, she cannot make the decision herself.

As everyone knows, Chen Feng is paying attention to Ou Junlang's reaction next to him.

This man just said that he wanted to collect the songs at double the price, and suddenly he heard that it was as high as one million, so he came up with two million, and he didn't know how he would react.

Ou Junlang looked as usual, very calm.

Chen Feng was secretly happy.

Mr. Ou is worthy of being Mr. Ou. As expected, he has no idea whether one million or two million!

"Teacher Chen, please show your attitude."

Seeing that he remained silent, Chen Li urged nervously.

"Oh oh oh! I was just recalling your masterpieces, Sister Chen Li, and analyzing your style."

Chen Feng opened his eyes and started telling lies.

"Really? Got an idea?"

This time, not only Chen Li, but also several others were also intrigued.

Chen Feng thought that if he was going to sell three songs at a time later, he might as well be more unrestrained.

Anyway, today I am already almost arrogant, so there is no need to deliberately keep a low profile.

"Well, I feel something."

"This is great!"

Chen Li clapped his hands and exclaimed.

It's better to choose the day than to hit it. Chen Feng took a deep breath and pretended to be bursting with inspiration. "Please bring me a pen and paper. I will write the first song for you first."

"The first one?"

"Yes! I'm quite inspired right now, and I can probably write three songs in one go. I also want to apologize for not selling the first three songs to you. You can pick and choose when the time comes. If you like them all, then I'll sell them all. You. If you don’t want anything, I’ll think about it and sell it to someone else.”

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

Chen Feng looked serious, "Yes, three songs."

Even Zhong Lei, who knew his talent extremely well, was not sure whether he was joking at this time.

Writing songs is not writing a composition. The inspiration you can pick up at your fingertips can often only be a certain melody.

For a complete song, the rhythm and lyrics need to echo back and forth, and almost no one can do it overnight.

Even if you can manage to do it in a sudden burst of inspiration, you still have to fine-tune every word and every sentence afterwards.

A song only takes shape when there is no tune.

From ancient times to the present, only those truly master-level figures can write the whole thing in their mind first, and then write it down in one fell swoop.

This skill seems simple, but no one can tell how much accumulation and hard work goes into it.

Although Chen Feng is talented, it is too shocking to sing three songs at a time.

Everyone didn't believe it and couldn't deny him.

Chen Feng didn't bother to explain. When he got the pen and paper, he started writing at his desk.

Lines of writing poured out like water on the simple notebook.

He wrote with almost no pause, seemingly without any thought process at all.

Several heads were leaning against his back, faces touching faces, eyelids touching eyelids.

No one dared to speak out, they only dared to read the lyrics silently in their hearts.

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

It's extremely smooth, the rhythm is extremely beautiful, the rhythm and emotion are infinitely perfect, and it speaks volumes.

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

Not only Chen Li felt this way, but Zhong Lei and Lu Wei also fell in love with these lyrics at first sight.

Everyone quietly looked at Chen Feng, whose face was expressionless and his eyes were focused, and he was only concentrating on writing. They no longer knew what words to use to describe their feelings.

Ten minutes later, Chen Feng was beaten.

"It's finished."

Chen Li's mouth was only three inches away from Chen Feng's ear. She completely forgot about the principle of men and women not being intimate.

She asked: "What about composing music?"

Chen Feng said casually: "I have also thought of the complete score. But time is tight, so I will briefly sing a cappella for you first. You should decide whether you like it after listening to it, and we will talk about the score later. After all, you have to seize the time and take advantage of the inspiration. It’s not gone, I’d better write the other two songs quickly.”

Everyone was speechless.

Be serious!

Now that you have done it, you have no scruples and will never look back.

Chen Feng didn't care about his poor singing skills and mediocre voice, and just sang a cappella in front of several music industry leaders.

There is no denying that he sang very mediocrely, basically just singing the tune correctly.

But everyone present will make up their own minds and insert their own voices into the rhythm of this new song, and a strong intracranial shock will arise spontaneously.

Ou Junlang was the only male present besides Chen Feng. Due to his size and gender, it was inconvenient for him to go behind Chen Feng and fight with everyone, so he had to watch from the opposite side.

But the way he looked at Chen Feng at this time was no longer the ordinary admiration he had before.

He was simply looking at a god!

Oh my god!

Absolutely amazing!

An hour passed...

During this period, Lu Wei went out for a while.

Although she was very reluctant to part with her, as the host, Lu Wei had to greet her and see her off, otherwise she would lose etiquette.

But after sending the person away, she didn't dare to stay outside any longer and ran all the way back upstairs.

She happened to hear the end of Chen Feng singing the last song, and then Chen Li shouted.

"Teacher Chen, I want it! I want it! I want all three songs! I want them all!"

Lu Wei's hand pushing the door paused slightly.

An emotion called loss welled up in her heart.

She had to admit that she, who had always created independently, was actually jealous of Chen Li's good luck at this moment.

However, if you miss it, you miss it.

I really want to have the opportunity to feel what it would be like if I used my own voice to sing Chen Feng's songs.

Seeing everyone being shocked by him, Chen Feng was very satisfied.

Now that Chen Li has asked for everything, he will get the three million.

The next focus should be the six million in Ou Junlang's pocket.

He looked at Zhong Lei quietly again.

He robbed her of three songs in front of her, and he didn't know if she would be internally injured.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Zhong Lei shouted.

Chen Feng's heart thumped, and he secretly cried out that something was going to happen.

But then Zhong Lei ignored him and only turned to look at Lu Wei at the door.

"Sister Lu Wei, do you have a music practice room here?"

Lu Wei nodded, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Zhong Lei ran over, "Please take me there. These three songs by Chen Feng have had such a strong impact on me. Right now... I want to write a song that truly belongs to me right away! I used to I am too forward-thinking, I should believe in myself more, I should be like Chen Feng, I should write it out as soon as I have inspiration!"

Chen Feng glared fiercely.

Are you afraid you are a monster?

What about the internal injuries mentioned?

Why are you inspired?

Even if I copy you like this, I can't conquer you?