Kang smiled back and said: "I told you not to worry, why are you still worrying about it? Don't worry, after I came back yesterday, I already told Mr. Zhang and he agreed. Wait until you are free. Just go back to Shanghai and sign the contract."
Chen Minhao said in surprise: "Ah, so fast, how did you get him? I have already prepared for several multi-party talks."
Kang Hui said: "Move it with emotion, understand it with reason, and you don't have to worry about it."
For a moment, Chen Minhao couldn't think of the effort or price behind Kang Hui's understatement, and joy filled his brain.
Chen Minhao said excitedly: "Then I will contact Wu Hongrong as soon as possible!"
finally reached! The moment has finally arrived! From the beginning, I could only hide Youge and tuck it in, but now I can finally boldly release it. I want to burn my little universe!
After the small universe burned, Chen Minhao calmed down. He pinched his thigh hard and thought: There were so many songs in front of me in my previous life, but I didn't listen to them. It wasn't until I traveled through time that I regretted it. If God is willing to give me another chance, I will fill my mind with songs.
Now Chen Minhao only has a limited number of complete songs in his mind, and there are some songs that Chen Minhao only remembers the climax of.
Chen Minhao put "learning music theory knowledge" on his to-do list in his brain, an important and not urgent matter. In this way, when my strength improves, it is possible that the song that only remembers the climax will become a complete song.
Three years of new life, three years of old life, three years of tinkering, but even so, the songs in my head can only be used by myself. I don’t have any spare time to copy the songs to others or use the songs in my head to make other people famous. .
If he is in a situation where he must give something away, or if he really wants to give someone a favor, Chen Minhao plans to give the song in his mind that he is not suitable to sing to others.
It's a pity that there are not many songs like this, otherwise he could use the songs in his head to build a music empire and save the Chinese music scene.
Chen Minhao was just about to take out his cell phone to call Wu Hongrong. He thought for a while and put it down again. He felt that his first step towards becoming a superstar required a detailed negotiation strategy. On the premise of satisfying Wu Hongrong, he needed to negotiate with the minimum possible cost. Get Wu Hongrong at a price.
After Chen Minhao finished his careful strategy, he looked up and saw that it was already 1:30 in the evening. Wu Hongrong was probably asleep, so he decided to call Wu Hongrong tomorrow.
In fact, Wu Hongrong was in a barbecue stall, drinking high. Yangyin teacher Tang Xiaoshan, who was rejected by Chen Minhao two days ago, planned to use a roundabout strategy and start with Wu Hongrong to get Chen Minhao to agree to give a lecture at Yangyin.
Wu Hongrong was feeling dizzy after drinking a few bottles of beer. Of course, he couldn't imagine why Chen Minhao would give up this opportunity to become famous. However, he had already heard the information that Shenmeng Agency was negotiating with several record companies the day before yesterday, maybe for Chen Minhao's new album. album.
Therefore, he was now even more unsure about Chen Minhao's attitude towards him. He felt that he might be slapped in the face if he agreed rashly. But when Wu Hongrong refused, he was embarrassed, rolled his eyes and said:
"If you really want to stimulate Yangyin's students, you don't necessarily need to invite him to give a lecture. You can tell the students that Yangyin invited Chen Minhao to give a lecture, but Chen Minhao refused. Anyway, tell the truth."
Tang Xiaoshan also drank a lot and said excitedly: "Teacher Wu, you have great wisdom. If anyone dares to say that you are a slut in the future, I will beat them up for you."
Although Chen Minhao went to bed late, he got up early. Although it was Sunday, Chen Minhao still went to the school playground to perform morning exercises. After he went to the canteen and bought two steamed buns, he returned home and lay on the sofa to make a call to Wu Hongrong.
Wu Hongrong drank late. When the phone rang, he took a look and found that it was the little brat who made him unhappy. He hung up directly and continued to sleep.
After several calls failed, Chen Minhao sent Wu Hongrong a WeChat message: "Would you like to make an appointment at noon?"
Then he sent Wu Hongrong the address of the Sheep and Scorpion Charcoal Hot Pot.
Wu Hongrong slept until 2 o'clock in the afternoon. After reading Chen Minhao's WeChat message, he thought to himself: This young man is quite benevolent. He didn't expect to have a break-up meal with me.
Wu Hongrong rolled like a carp but did not get up. He put his elbows on the bed and got up. He patted his belly and said, "Old Wu, I will go to the Hongmen Banquet tonight."
Wu Hongrong asked: "What time is it tonight?"
In the nine hours since morning, Chen Minhao has read the script of "Detective" again, and he has written down many new experiences. Chen Minhao smiled helplessly and replied directly: "About 7:30."
In autumn and winter, it’s the season of fire for sheep and scorpions. Chinese hot pot is well-known overseas, and the hot pot is divided into southern and northern styles. The representative of northern hot pot is the old BJ Tonggushabu.
This lamb and scorpion is very authentic, with a whole backbone, freshly picked, slowly stewed, all the fat is stewed out, and served to the table with both shoulders and tail in the pot.
Chen Minhao had greeted the restaurant in advance, so as soon as Chen Minhao sat down, the pot was served.
After a while, Wu Hongrong, carrying two bottles of wine, opened the door and walked in carelessly, asking: "Are you alone? Your agent is not here."
Chen Minhao glanced at Wu Hongrong's posture and said with a smile: "Sit down quickly, she's not here. I couldn't find you at the Golden Melody Awards party last time. Where have you been?"
Wu Hongrong said sourly: "You have two trophies in your hands, why are you looking for me, a person who came back empty-handed?"
Chen Minhao sometimes feels that Wu Hongrong is in his 40s, but his mind is still like that of a child. He smiled and said: "I just debuted, so I need trophies to prove myself. Where is your status in the world? More trophies are the icing on the cake."
Wu Hongrong felt a lot more balanced after hearing Chen Minhao's words, but his old face was still a little red. After all, he was nominated for the Golden Melody Award five times and never won, while Chen Minhao was nominated twice and won both.
Wu Hongrong put the two bottles of liquor on the table with a bang and said, "Okay, let's not go home until we get drunk today."
Chen Minhao knew that Wu Hongrong would definitely drink too much, so it would be useless to talk to him then. It would be better to talk to him while he is sober now: "I want to ask you to help me produce an album. I plan to release it in the summer next July." issued."
Wu Hongrong was using his Wu-style bottle opening method - opening it with his teeth, but Chen Minhao's words were too unexpected, and he accidentally bit his tongue.
Wu Hongrong said vaguely: "Are you counting the number of words? How about one more word?"
(End of chapter)