Rebirth of the Non-Mainstream Village Chief

Chapter 129
After Song Guangping went back, Yang Rui sent Song Lei to Gunshi Records.

Uncle Tai said hello, and the other party naturally did not dare to neglect, and arranged for the company's senior vice president Mr. Han Yuewen, senior manager Ms. Gu Yue'e, and the company's chief creator and chief vocal teacher Mr. Zhou Datong to jointly form a high-level reception team.

As soon as we met, Vice President Han Yuewen had an oolong, he took the initiative to hold Yang Rui's hand, and repeatedly praised:

"Mr. Zheng's recommendation is really extraordinary. This image has the potential to be a superstar!"

Yang Rui was very relieved to hear this, but Song Lei who was beside him was embarrassed. He couldn't explain it, and he didn't explain it.

Fortunately, the other party was still understanding. Zhou Datong pulled off Han Yuewen's sleeve, then came to Song Lei, and patted Song Lei on the shoulder: "I have seen the video of your singing in the Youth Song Competition. The song is very good. Whether it is the melody or the lyrics, it is almost impeccable, but there is a big problem with your expression. However, you are a newcomer, inexperienced, it's normal."

Han Yuewen realized that he had made an oolong, and instead of being embarrassed, he set off the atmosphere with a single sentence.

"Wait, old Zhou, didn't Mr. Zheng recommend two people to us? I remember he told me personally that these two people have the potential to become superstars..."

Senior manager Gu Yue'e echoed with a smile: "I agree with Mr. Han's vision and ask the company to give these two young people to me."

Although Song Lei had served as the student union ZX of Sun Yat-Sen Medical University, he was still a student after all, and lacked social skills. He didn't know what to say in this situation, so he could only laugh along with him.

But Yang Rui is an old fritter.

"I'm really sorry, everyone, I just signed Polysilver yesterday."

Polysilver?
What the hell?

After being startled for a while, Han Yuewen was the first to react, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

After getting acquainted with each other, the topic will naturally turn to Song Lei.

In this regard, of course Zhou Datong has the most right to speak. Following what he just said, he continued to comment:
"Your voice is very good, and the sound quality is also very recognizable, but the mid-to-high pitch conversion is not good enough, it doesn't matter, at most three months, I guarantee you will be reborn."

Song Lei replied shyly, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Datong responded with a straight face: "Don't thank me so early. In these three months, if you don't scold me, I will burn my incense."

Gu Yue'e then explained: "Teacher Zhou is very strict in teaching. Many young people with great potential give up halfway because they can't bear the hardships. It's a pity."

Song Lei immediately stated: "As long as I can learn something, I am willing to suffer no matter how hard it is."

Zhou Datong was satisfied with Song Lei's attitude, and said at the same time:
"Apart from that Nan Shan Nan, do you have any other original songs?"

Song Lei heard the original song, and hurriedly distinguished, but was killed by Yang Rui in time.

"Teacher Zhou is talking about the original song, what are you explaining? Why don't you hurry up and sing the other two songs to Teacher Zhou."

Song Lei smiled apologetically, and quickly picked up the guitar.

As soon as he struck the strings twice, Zhou Datong frowned.

"This fingering is wrong, who did you learn it from? Forget it, let's sing it first."

Song Lei was obviously affected.

Did someone tell you the song he was going to sing first, but he lost the tune as soon as he spoke.

However, Song Lei's ability to adjust is really good, and after two sentences, he entered the state.

Zhou Datong's frowning brows gradually relaxed, and he even tapped his fingers in sync with the rhythm. When Song Lei sang the chorus, Zhou Datong rarely smiled.

After Song Lei finished singing the chorus, Fang Datong stopped and asked impatiently, "Who wrote the lyrics and music for this song? Is it the same person as your song Nan Shan Nan?"

Song Lei replied truthfully: "Yes, Mr. Zhou, the lyrics and music are all composed by Mr. Yi Mu."

Fang Datong couldn't help sighing: "The style span of these two songs is quite large. If I hadn't done some homework in advance, I couldn't believe that they were created by the same person. Good song, really good song. From my personal point of view, I think this song is easier to be accepted by the market."

Song Lei expressed his thanks again, and then said: "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Yi Mu also gave me the third song, do you want me to sing it to you?"

Zhou Datong said excitedly: "There is another one? Then sing it to me quickly."

Song Lei imitated Yang Rui's singing at that time, he touched the strings, touched the panel, and played the rhythm.

The rhythm gradually increased, and when it was just right, Song Lei sang: "Take a glass of water from the sky, and shake it against the bright moon in the world..."

At first, Zhou Datong just closed his eyes slightly and tapped his fingers along with the beat, but when he entered the chorus melody, Zhou Datong suddenly opened his eyes and writhed along with the beat.

"Just let that, the wind blow, the wind blow, keep blowing..."

I have to say that Zhou Datong's sense of music is really strong, and his memory is also quite outstanding. When Song Lei sang the chorus part for the second time, he had already started to sing along.

At the point of excitement, he even snatched the guitar from Song Lei's hand.

One played, five sang, a small reception room instantly turned into a den of demons.

"Happy! Really happy! It's been a long time since I sang so happily..."

After singing three times in a row, Zhou Datong was really tired, so he was willing to give up.

Gu Yue'e clenched her fists and beat her chest, "I suggest that Song Lei's first album should be based on this song."

Zhou Datong categorically vetoed it: "No, Song Lei should still use Did someone tell me as the title song of the album. Nanshan Nanhe and Da Feng Chui will become the dark horse song of this album, and will bring more surprises to fans. As long as we operate properly, I feel that the sales of this album can break the record in the Chinese music scene."

Such a high rating?

Many managers are laymen, and Rolling Time is no exception. Senior Vice President Han Yuewen couldn't believe it, even though he sang happily just now, his body twisted as much as others.

Song Lei also looks like he has eaten a catty. It is his biggest dream to release an album within three years. He never dared to think about the sales or not, let alone break the record in the Chinese music scene.

Only Mr. Yi Mu, oh no, only Yang Rui with a calm face.

The three classics are put together, what's so exciting about breaking a record?

Of course it is right!
However, if Song Lei could achieve such an achievement, Yang Rui would be happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, you have to be happy for yourself.

With such a superstar-level resource, there will be no shortage of image spokespersons for the products he produces in the future.

Well, except shapewear.

The company didn't provide dormitory during the rolling period, but Hesheng Hotel can stay for a long time. With Uncle Tai's atmosphere, Professor Song's son naturally wanted to stay as long as he wanted. Not only would he not charge a penny, but he would also order the hotel manager to treat him as a VIP.

But Song Lei would not agree.

In this regard, he has completely inherited his father's thinking. As a scholar, he believes in the word integrity most, and he pays attention to the fact that the poor are not allowed to eat.

Yang Rui had to take him to rent an apartment nearby.

A bed, a table, and a bathroom less than two square meters, a total of 800 square meters is not enough, but the monthly rent is [-] yuan.

Still in Hong Kong dollars.

Converted into RMB, over a thousand.

His father, the top cardiothoracic surgery expert in the provincial capital, earns a monthly salary of less than [-] yuan.

As for the red envelopes...sorry, it hasn't caught on yet.

Various rebates?

The current hospital is as clean as a bottle of normal saline.

There are already medical representatives, but they are limited to those multinational companies. The benefits that doctors can get from them are a few ballpoint pens or other gadgets, and the occasional meal can be recorded for a whole year.

Therefore, Song Lei gritted his teeth in distress at the rental price.

Yang Rui took out a stack of green notes from his bag, five hundred Hong Kong dollars issued by Standard Chartered Bank.

"There is a total of 2 yuan here, which is a thank you fee from Uncle Tai to your father. If your father refused to accept it, I will accept it for your father."

Dad refuses to accept it, so am I ashamed to accept it as a son?

Song Lei shook his head, and replied, "My mother gave me money when I came over."

What the hell are these dudes...Yang Rui slandered, and said:
"If you don't accept the money, why don't you ask me to take it back and return it to Uncle Tai? How about this, this money will be treated as an appearance fee that Uncle Tai paid you in advance. When Uncle Tai celebrates his birthday next year, you come over and sing two songs for Uncle Tai. You can invite a superstar for 2 yuan. Uncle Tai has also made money, right?"

Song Lei originally wanted to add another sentence, Uncle Tai was kind to him, and he went to Uncle Tai's birthday party to sing two songs, how dare he collect money, but seeing Yang Rui's face turned a little ugly, Song Lei quickly swallowed this sentence back to his stomach.

And obediently accepted the [-] Hong Kong dollars.

"Have you got Catherine's business card?"

Song Lei nodded.

Yang Rui then warned: "You are out alone, if you can tolerate everything, you can tolerate it, but let's not cause trouble, and we can't be afraid of trouble. If something happens, call Catherine for small troubles, and call me directly for big troubles. One of the village committees on my side and the other Pengcheng specialty store, one of them can always find me."

Song Lei closed his lips tightly and nodded vigorously: "I remember, brother bully."

Yang Rui seemed to be still worried, and then said: "If you have time, you can go to Xinhesheng's hall for a visit. Uncle Long is a very righteous and fat old man. He is grateful to your father, and he should have nothing to say to you. If there is any urgent matter, it is the most convenient and correct way to find Uncle Long."

Song Lei agreed with his lips, but he resisted in his heart.

Before his father left, he had told him that when people entered the rivers and lakes, they couldn't help themselves, and even if they got involved in the slightest, they would probably bring him endless troubles in the future.

Yang Rui thought about it for a while, but he didn't think of anything else to explain, so he patted Song Lei on the shoulder, and said goodbye: "I still have a lot of things at home, so I won't stay in Hong Kong City any longer. Let's practice hard. When you release an album and hold a concert, Brother Bully will come to join you."

(End of this chapter)