Xu Yan went to him for the first time, seven years ago, when he was still selling singers in the night market, that was the first time he heard about the company Chenxing.
In his eyes at that time, all the brokerage companies in the circle were the same. He hated the whole circle and rejected everyone in this circle.
The second time I had contact with Chenxing was in the Zhongtian training room. Zhao Jinjin sent her assistant to deliver cold drinks to the classroom every day. That time, he also brushed the other party's kindness unceremoniously.
But now think about it, giving him a very sweet cold drink shouldn't be Xu Yan's style of being a big man.
Obviously there was a clue at that time.
Who else would buy him very sweet milk tea
Is it because he did not hide his disgust at the time, so he dare not tell him? Are you afraid that he will hate Chenxing with her
Everything seemed to make sense suddenly.
Chenxing's unrestricted accommodation and tolerance, 200% sincerity, countless resources.
In this world, besides her, who else would treat him like this.
So, Zhongtian released the contract because of what she did? Where he didn't know, what else did she do for so many years
But why
Why do you treat him so well
Just because she is his fan
Or does she feel that developing an idol makes a sense of accomplishment
Yes, all of this love, support, and company, such a heavy feeling, he couldn't find a foothold. She seemed to suddenly appear in front of him, chasing him, and warming him.
He tried to find a reason for her and couldn't find it.
The only available reason is that she likes it.
But even this liking was not the kind of liking he wanted.
She lied to him for so many years.
The people around her are also helping her to lie to him.
He has always had a clear mind and calm mind, but at this moment, standing in an empty corridor, his mind seemed to be entangled with threads, dividing his whole person into countless pieces.
Until the familiar, brisk, humming sound came across the corridor.
Humming is his new song "The Wandering".
Gradually, his gaze refocused, he raised his eyes a little and looked at the other side. Xu Jiexing came out of the toilet, holding his mobile phone in his hand, humming a song while playing games, with eyes crooked.
After a few steps, Yu Guang glanced up at someone in front of him.
With just one glance, the smile on his face suddenly became vivid, and when the phone was closed, he ran towards him happily.
"Brother, why did you come out?"
Cen Feng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he concealed all the emotions in his eyes, leaving only a smiling gentleness: "I got you a little cake."
Xu Jiexing wowed, buried his head and looked left and right, and finally said happily, "I want strawberry flavor!"
Cen Feng smiled and passed the strawberry cake. He said, "Go back to the room and eat it."
The two walked back to the rest room together.
Xu Zhixing squatted on the edge of the sofa, digging piece by piece with a spoon, looking up at the idols sitting on the sofa looking down at her while eating.
She bit her spoon and asked, "Brother, what's the matter with you? Her complexion is a bit bad, isn't she uncomfortable?"
Cen Feng shook his head: "No, it's just that I drank some wine just now and I was a little drunk."
She became nervous, put the cake, and quickly stood up: "I'll go out and buy you some anti-alcoholic medicine!"
Cen Feng grabbed her wrist.
He was very light, with a hint of cold on his fingertips, and said softly: "No, just rest for a while. Let's eat cake."
Xu Jiexing was still worried, and poured him a cup of hot water, watching him drink it with a worried expression, before squatting back to the coffee table and continuing to eat the little cakes.
Cen Feng looked at her quietly.
He found that he could not be angry with her.
It doesn't matter if there is no reason, it doesn't matter if the idol is grown up, and everyone can lie to him with her, it doesn't matter.
As long as it was her, he thought it was okay.
Cen Feng didn't go back to the banquet, waited for Xu Zhixing to finish the cake, and took her to play games. Xu Zhixing was stuck for several months and finally passed the second level.
After a while, Wu Zhiyun also came back, and took a bunch of business cards, mostly little-known directors, and wanted to get him to introduce Cen Feng and borrow Cen Feng’s popularity and traffic to promote his works. .
Inform the driver to drive over, and the three of them went downstairs and left together, taking Xu Dixingxing home as usual.
With the eldest lady in the car, Wu Zhiyun didn’t mention acting. When he sent people downstairs and returned to the car, he organized a few words and said to Cen Feng: "The one who gave you your business card just now Several big producers are well-known in the circle. The dramas they have are all big productions. Do you have any ideas?"
Without waiting for Cen Feng’s answer, he said: “Artists like you who come from non-disciplinary backgrounds are actually unwilling to use them in large-scale productions because they are worried that their acting skills will not affect the reputation of the works, but I will watch those few productions tonight. I'm very interested in you. Hey, how can people be more popular than others, you are the Ziwei star descending to the world, and you are destined to be popular."
He said triumphantly, in fact, he had been observing Cen Feng's expression all the time.
But Cen Feng has always been happy and angry. After observing for a long time, he didn't know what he thought, and he sighed again: "You make music, I definitely support it, but you don't have to put your eggs in a basket. If you don’t try it, how do you know that you are not suitable? Actually acting is quite fun, maybe you try it, like you like music, like acting?"
Seeing Wu Zhiyun's heartfelt words, Cen Feng's expressionless face finally showed a helpless smile.
He said: "Okay, I will try."
Wu Zhiyun was so happy that he almost jumped up.
The eldest is not young anymore. I didn’t expect to be so excited about such trivial things. Once he grasped Cen Feng’s hand, he said repeatedly: "Believe you, Angkor, you are born to eat this bowl of rice! God rewards you with this face. TV!"
Cen Feng sighed with a smile.
Wu Zhiyun’s heart is finally settled, the excitement is over, and he has already begun to figure out whether there is any film and television resource that he has received recently that is suitable for Cen Feng, do he need to find a teacher for him to train acting skills first, and whether to re-start his work schedule. Arrange it.
When I was approaching the villa, I suddenly remembered another thing, patted my head, and said to Cen Feng: "Hong Shuang has returned to China. He replied to us and agreed to meet you."
Hong Shuang is the leading music producer in China. Cen Feng already has an idea for the next album. It fits well with Hong Shuang's usual style. He wants to cooperate with Hong Shuang and has been in contact with each other.
However, Hong Shuang went abroad for further studies the year before. In the past two years, he could not be found in China. Cen Feng has been contacting him for a while, and only now has he received a reply.
Wu Zhiyun asked: "Should I make an appointment with him for you?"
Cen Feng shook his head: "I will contact him myself."
Wu Zhiyun didn't ask any more questions.
Within two days, Cen Feng and Hong Shuang made an appointment. The location was decided by the other party. Cen Feng drove there alone in a high-level club in the suburbs.
Hong Shuang is now two in his forties. He is single and unmarried. He has a strange personal personality. He is a famous paranoia in the circle. He has a kind of enthusiasm for music that is different from that of singers and artists. He once locked himself in the studio for making an album, and did not eat, drink or sleep for three days and three nights.
And this album finally helped the singer win the Best Album of the Year Award, the Hottest Album Award of the Year, and the Best Singer of the Year Award. The merger of the three awards is the greatest achievement of a music producer.
Genius is always lonely and alien.
Cen Feng himself was a little surprised when Hong Shuang was willing to see him.
After all, there are too many singers in the circle who want to go with Hong Shuang, but he can't even get his personal contact information.
When Cen Feng entered, Hong Shuang was already there, holding a cup of tea in his hand, not drinking, just smelling it. As soon as Cen Feng came in, his red eyes turned up, looked at him twice, and said with a smile: "I've heard your "The Fight", it's very good. "The Wandering" is almost a bit, vulgar. NS."
Cen Feng sat down opposite him: "It's all about recording your mood."
Hong Shuang is not as uncomfortable as the rumors.
At least in the two hours that Cen Feng talked to him about the album ideas, he knew better than anyone around him the pictures and feelings he wanted to paint with music.
Maybe some people in this world are naturally sensitive to music.
In the end, he didn't even ask about the way of cooperation, so he just decided: "Tomorrow you come to my house and bring the demo together."
After speaking, he stood up and looked at his watch: "The movie I have set is about to start, let’s go."
When the words fell, he walked out without looking back.
Cen Feng smiled, poured a cup of tea in the teapot, drank it eagerly, then got up and walked out. As soon as he walked to the door, Yu Guang glanced at a familiar figure.
Xu Zhixing walked over the corner talking and laughing with a few people.
She wore a small Xiangfeng suit, stepped on a pair of black high heels, put on exquisite makeup, the ends of her hair were slightly curled around her shoulders, and she tilted her head to say something as she walked.
The door of the room was horizontally pulled, Cen Feng took a step back, and then closed the door.
A group of people passed by the door.
He heard her voice: "Zhou, Huating has voluntarily reduced it by five percentage points. You contributed to this project. I will let the secretary add these five points to your account. It only represents me. Personal sincerity."
Someone laughed and said: "Xu Dong is really polite, but I am disrespectful. I hope we can cooperate happily."
The voice was sweet and natural and generous, completely different from the little girl who usually acted like a coquettish in front of him.
After they passed the door, Cen Feng slowly opened the door. Xu Jiexing's straight and slender back was looming among the group of people. The exquisite black high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground, da, da, da, once, as if stepping in him. In my heart.
He looked very pale, buckled his hat on his head, pressed it down, and walked away from the other end.
On the way back, I received a call from Wu Zhiyun and hurriedly asked: "How was the conversation?"
Cen Feng said: "It's done."
Wu Zhiyun was surprised and happy: "It's so easy? It seems that as long as you go out and there is nothing you can do, I think I can retire."
Cen Feng smiled and heard him say: "Where are you now? Is it convenient to go to Chenxing? You have an endorsement contract and I am in the office. You are going to sign it today."
Cen Feng said, "I'll get it."
After hanging up the phone, he turned to Chenxing.
When Wu Zhiyun's office took the contract and went down the elevator, I met Zhou Mingyu.
As soon as the elevator door opened, his facial features were wrinkled and he was complaining to the agent beside him. He saw Cen Feng in the elevator, his expression changed, and he ran in with surprise: "Brother Feng! Why are you here?!"
Cen Feng raised the file in his hand: "Come and get this."
Zhou Mingyu winked at him, then turned around and said to his agent: "I'll take Brother Feng's car and go back. Don't make arrangements for me in the next two days. I want to rest!"
After speaking, he pressed the close button in the agent's helpless expression.
The elevator door closed, and Cen Feng asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Mingyu curled his lips: "I said that I don't want to participate in that brain-burning variety show. I don't know that, so I have to pick it up. Didn't the episode I went to the other day aired? The barrage was all scolding me. That's right!" He said more and more angry, "saying that my IQ is not worthy of 985! It's too much!"
Cen Feng laughed.
Zhou Mingyu was aggrieved: "You still laugh, I'm going to die of anger. Hey, I regret it, I don't want to be a star anymore, I should go back to be an ordinary male college student."
He often thought that it was one thing, and Cen Feng didn't respond to him.
When they arrived at the garage, the two got into the car one after another. Zhou Mingyu was wearing a seat belt while complaining. As soon as the car started, he suddenly heard him say: "Hey, that's not..."
Halfway through the conversation, he swallowed back abruptly, and quickly buried his head, pretending that nothing happened.
Cen Feng has already seen it.
Not far from the opposite, Xu Jiexing got out of the car and walked towards the elevator. Next to her were two middle-aged men in suits. Cen Feng had seen them. They were senior executives of Chenxing. They were walking and handing documents to her.
Sitting in the driving seat, Cen Feng watched her enter the elevator, and suddenly wanted to laugh.
When I didn't find it before, I never bumped into it.
Now that I found out, this kind of accidental encounters suddenly increased.
Is this Murphy's law
Zhou Mingyu has been secretly looking at Cen Feng's expression.
He clearly saw it, but his expression remained unchanged. He was indifferent and calm. Didn't he notice anything abnormal? It shouldn't be, the IQ of Brother Feng is not like him.
Oh no! Bah baah baah!
Cen Feng started the car and drove out of the garage.
Until he drove onto the elevated highway, Zhou Mingyu, who was fighting between heaven and man in his heart, finally hesitated and said: "Brother Feng... You, do you know?"
Cen Feng calmly looked ahead: "Know what?"
Zhou Mingyu swallowed his saliva: "Just... Just pick the stars... Didn't you see it? Do you know?"
He knew the two executives, but it didn't make sense that Cen Feng didn't.
Cen Feng glanced at him slightly, and said quietly, "You know, why can't I know?"
Zhou Mingyu's tiger body was shocked.
Xu Jiexing, Xu Jiexing, this is not what I said, it's because you didn't pay attention to the horse, you can't blame me!
The air in the car suddenly became a bit awkward.
Zhou Mingyu buckled his fingers, buttoned his nails, and pulled on the seat belt. Finally, he couldn't help but said, "Brother Feng, will you be angry? Will you ignore the stars in the future? I didn't deliberately lie to you. !"
Cen Feng just looked ahead and didn't speak while driving.
Zhou Mingyu looked at him like that, a little anxious: "Brother Feng, don't be angry with us, I... No, I'm okay, don't be angry with stardom! If you ignore her, she will definitely die of sadness! "
He scratched his hair anxiously: "It's wrong for her to lie to you. Although I don't know why she didn't tell you, she is really good to you. She has liked you since the first year of high school, and her relationship has not changed for so many years. …"
Before finishing speaking, the car suddenly turned to the right and braked sharply.
Fortunately, the elevated highway was already off, and the car stopped steadily on the side of the road. Zhou Mingyu was so frightened by this sudden stop that he heard Cen Feng's deep voice asking: "What is the first year in high school?"
Zhou Mingyu: "..."
That's it, did I say something that shouldn't be said