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"Sister Qinghan, I never thought you could sing so beautifully."

"Yes, you might as well cross over and become a singer. Your popularity will definitely be no less than that of a diva."

"Isn't this nonsense? Sister Qinghan is a movie queen, right?"

"The handsome guy next to me also sings beautifully."

"Is this Chen Feng? He really deserves his reputation. Was he the one who wrote this song?"

"..."

Hearing the praise from everyone, Zhao Qinghan's expression was slightly unnatural, and he turned to look at Chen Feng, who accepted the praise with confidence.

Seeing the staff gesturing OK again, she felt relieved and thought that she no longer needed to record anything.

When Chen Feng saw that the recording of the song was completed, he handed the other lyrics to the other party, "Can you speak English? Qinghan?" Before he finished speaking, he remembered that there were others around him, so he quickly added "sister".

Zhao Qinghan took the lyrics and saw that they were in English? But this doesn't bother her, and she doesn't have many lyrics. "Everything up there will be."

"As long as you know it, let's get started!"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Everyone heard the conversation between the two and whispered, "English song?"

"Can Chen Feng also write English songs?"

Although Ma Tengfei already knows Chen Feng's creative ability very well, he can't help but sigh in his heart, "Is this Chen Feng so powerful?"

But when the music started, the place became silent again. They wanted to hear the English songs from Chen Feng.

“doctor, actor, lawyer or a singer (doctor, actor, lawyer or singer)

why not president, be a dreamer (Why not president? Be a dreamer)

you can be just the one you wanna be (you can be anyone you want to be)

policeman, fire fighter or a post man (policeman, fire fighter or a postman)

why not something like your old man (Why not something like your old man?)

you can be just the one you wanna be (you can be anyone you want to be)

doctor, actor, lawyer or a singer (doctor, actor, lawyer or singer)

why not president, be a dreamer (Why not president? Be a dreamer)

you can be just the one you wanna be."

"..."

When her lyrics came to this point, everyone was shocked. After all, most of these artists are highly educated people, so they can still understand it to some extent.

"Huh? Are these lyrics inspirational?"

"It's better to be famous than to meet him. The songs written by Chen Feng are really good."

"I don't understand the lyrics, but I think the rhythm of the song is pretty good."

After Zhao Qinghan finished singing the female part, it was Chen Feng's turn next.

“I know that we all got one thing (I know we all got one thing)

that we all share together (that's what we all share together)

we got that one nice dream (we all have a nice dream)

we live for1 (we live for it)

you never know what life could bring (you won't know what life will bring to you)

cause nothing last for ever (because nothing lasts forever)

just hold on to the team

you play for (for the team you work hard for)

I know you could reach the top (I know you could reach the top)"

"..."

Hearing his fluent English, everyone was surprised and said, "Is this guy so good? His pronunciation is so standard?"

"I can't hear the accent at all."

"I'm going to record it and post it on YouTube. I have a hunch that this song will definitely become a hit."

"I agree, the lyrics are really good."

Even Zhang Lan, who had been silent, looked at Chen Feng with complicated eyes, thinking that this guy is really powerful, no wonder Qing Han can fall in love with him.

Then she thought that Chen Feng didn't seem to have a brokerage company yet, so she quickly took out her mobile phone to record a video and sent it to the person in charge of the company.

When the company leader saw this video, he quickly replied, "Try your best to sign this person."

"..."

After the two of them finished recording the song, Zhao Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief.

When the song ended, there was another burst of praise, and then they left here one by one at Zhang Lan's urging.

"This handsome guy must be Chen Feng, right? Hello, I am Qinghan's manager, Zhang Lan." When there were only three people left in the recording room, Zhang Lan hurriedly stepped forward to introduce himself.

"Well, I'm Chen Feng." Since the other party was Zhao Qinghan's manager, Chen Feng was quite polite.

Zhang Lan nodded and looked at Zhao Qinghan and asked, "This is not the place to talk, Qinghan, let's have a meal together tonight?"

Zhao Qinghan looked at Chen Feng and saw that the other party had no objection, so he agreed after a little hesitation.

The three of them came to a restaurant near the company. After entering the private room, Zhao Qinghan couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and posted the two songs he had just recorded on Weibo. "It's my first time singing, and it feels pretty good."

When she put down her phone, Zhang Lan slowly asked, "Are you two together?"

Chen Feng turned his head and looked at Zhao Qinghan with pleading eyes, as if asking if he should tell the truth.

Zhao Qinghan had no intention of hiding it, and nodded to acknowledge the matter.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lan was not talking about this topic. Instead, she looked at Chen Feng and asked, "With all due respect, it seems you don't have a brokerage company yet? What do you think? Do you want to consider joining us, Hua Fei?"

"Huh?" Chen Feng glanced at the other party suspiciously, thinking that this was the other party's plan, but without even thinking about it, he rejected the other party's invitation.

"Sorry, Sister Lan, I have no plans to sign with the company yet."

Hearing his rejection, Zhang Lan showed an expression of disbelief, "Are you sure you want to reject Hua Fei?"

"Sure."

Seeing his firm tone, Zhang Lan asked puzzledly, "Why? Can you tell me the reason? I believe no one will refuse Hua Fei's invitation."

Chen Feng smiled softly and had no intention of explaining. He just said perfunctorily, "I'm used to freedom."

Zhang Lan helplessly looked at Zhao Qinghan and motioned for help.

However, Zhao Qinghan said calmly, "It's useless to persuade him. He really has no idea of ​​joining the company."

"..."