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Chapter 177 Talented
The next day, early in the morning, the sun had already broken through the darkness of dawn and the hold of the sea and jumped into the air, triumphantly playing the game of penetrating the clouds.

The sunlight filtered by the clouds, shining on the leaves outside the window, is extraordinarily harmonious.

Lin Feng has completed the regular and rhythmic morning tasks, and is sitting in front of the computer carrying out the big business. The dawn of the longevity world is already dim, and what he has to do now is to work harder and cover up the secrets. The mist broke open.

As for the lively blog posts and other information uploaded on the Internet, Lin Feng is indifferent. The blog posts that are sent out and seen by others are like a married girl. The water that is spilled cannot be taken back. The article does not belong to the author from the ideological level. Use it to make money?Let’s talk about it later, I want to make money with a few hundred words, and it’s not a document signed by a national leader.

At around nine o'clock, Lin Feng, who was transporting happily, was interrupted by the ringing of his mobile phone.

"Chen Zhuo? Why are you calling me at this time?" Lin Feng frowned slightly when he picked up the phone and looked at it.

"Hello, Editor-in-Chief Chen, I'm Lin Feng." Lin Feng answered with a swipe of his finger.

"I'm sorry Mr. Lin for disturbing you so early. Do you have time?" Chen Zhuo's voice came over.

time?What is this Chen Zhuo going to do?Lin Feng thought in his heart, and he was not slow in speaking.

"There is time in these two days. It will be hard to say in a few days. I don't know if Editor Chen has anything to do?"

"Hehe, it's nothing serious. Let's come out for a chat at noon. I'll reserve a seat at the Jinhe Hotel. Let's chat while eating? Mr. Lin, please do me a favor!" Chen Zhuo hurriedly invited after hearing that he was fine.

"Well, that's good, what time?" Lin Feng pondered for a while and asked.

"How about 11:30?" Chen Zhuo asked tentatively.

"11:30? Yes." Lin Feng said.

"Okay, I'll make a reservation right away. I'll pick you up at the hotel entrance. Hehe, then I won't bother you. Goodbye."

"Well, good bye."

Lin Feng hung up the phone, but his heart was full of doubts, what's the matter with this Chen Zhuo?Forget it, keep going.

After thinking for a while, Lin Feng put his hands on the keyboard again and continued to carry it.

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Time slides towards the unknown, and people walk towards the promise.

Looking at the time, Lin Feng stretched himself, saved the written text, went into the bathroom and washed his somewhat dry face with clean water, and after clearing his heavy head, Lin Feng left the house , to the appointment.

It was close to noon, and the pedestrians and vehicles on the road were speeding up consciously and unconsciously.

Lin Feng stopped a taxi and stopped talking after reporting the address. It seemed that it was because of noon. The driver did not speak, but concentrated on driving the car. He dodged left and right in the long queue of cars, and his movements were skilled. .

"Sir, we're here." After stopping the car, the driver turned his head and said to Lin Feng.

"Well, okay, thank you." Lin Feng handed over the money.

After closing the car door, Lin Feng looked towards the hotel entrance, and saw Chen Zhuo who was waiting at a glance. Chen Zhuo also saw Lin Feng, and after confirming, he hurried over here.

"I'm sorry, Editor-in-Chief Chen came a bit late and kept you waiting." After the two got together, Lin Feng said.

"I came early, Mr. Lin please." Chen Zhuo said very face-saving, he didn't flaunt how hard he had waited, nor did he complain about Lin Feng, he just said that he came early.With talent and strength, people will scramble to give face. If there is no mistake, there will be a mistake.

It was after eleven o'clock, when the hotel business started, and the number of people began to increase. With the movement of the crowd, Lin Feng and Lin Feng slowly moved into the private room locked by Chen Zhuo.

"Hehe, it's time to eat at this time, the business of hotels and restaurants is really good!" Chen Zhuo said after the two sat down.

"Well, that's right. With this time period and that time period in the evening, it's no exaggeration for them to make money every day. What's the matter? Could it be that Editor-in-Chief Chen is also planning to develop in this direction?" Lin Feng laughed.

"No, no, Mr. Lin was joking, the publishing house is still too busy, and it's not easy to make a living in this industry." Chen Zhuo shook his hand and said.

Lin Feng smiled and didn't speak.

"Mr. Lin, choose a few dishes, let's chat while eating." Chen Zhuo picked up the menu on the table and handed it to Lin Feng.

"Well, good." Lin Feng was not polite, but after choosing a menu at random, he handed the menu to Chen Zhuo.Sometimes direct meaning is better than excuses.

Seeing this, Chen Zhuo didn't say much, but after choosing a few more dishes, he called the waiter.

After the waiter left with the menu, Chen Zhuo got down to business.

"Mr. Lin, I took the liberty to invite you here today because I have something to ask for your help."

"Hehe, editor-in-chief Chen doesn't need to be so polite, we are old friends, so let's talk straight if you have something to do." Lin Feng smiled and said.

"That's it, Mr. Lin, I invite you to come today. There are two things. First, I want to thank you for entrusting the Legend of the Condor Heroes to our agency for publication."

"This is a matter of mutual benefit and win-win, and there is no question of thank you." Lin Feng waved his hand.

"It's easy for you, but it means something different to our publishing house. Mr. Lin, this is your share these days. The password is XXXXXX." Chen Zhuo took out a card and handed it to Lin Feng.

"Hehe, why does it end every half a month?" Lin Feng took the card and asked with a smile.

"It happened to be a settlement two days ago, so I didn't bring it here." Chen Zhuo said, he was also very helpless, he couldn't say that he had too much money, for fear of getting confused.

"Oh, that's right." Lin Feng smiled, "Then what is the second thing that Editor-in-Chief Chen said?"

"I would like to ask Mr. Lin, do you have any plans to write a book recently?" Chen Zhuo organized his words and asked.

"I'm writing a book every day!" Lin Feng laughed.

"Well, Mr. Lin, on behalf of Fanxing Publishing House, I solemnly ask you for a manuscript." Chen Zhuo said solemnly.

"Appointment? What do you mean? Shooting the Condors doesn't seem to be over yet?" Lin Feng was taken aback.

"It's still too early to finish the Condor Shooting, but Mr. Lin, you also know that in an industry, a company needs to develop and expand in multiple ways, especially a publishing house like ours, so I want to ask you for a manuscript." Chen Zhuo explained.

"Oh, that's right." Lin Feng understood.After thinking about it for a while, he decided to agree to Chen Zhuo's request. Books always have to be transported, and it doesn't matter who sends them, and his share is not low, so why not do it, as for what to transport?Think about this.

Lin Feng thought for a while and said, "Editor Chen, I agree. I will spare some time to write the manuscript as soon as possible, but what aspect do you want, Chief Editor Chen?"

"Then I would like to thank Mr. Lin." Chen Zhuo couldn't hide his joy, "As for that range, Mr. Lin can do anything except martial arts."

Now the club is publishing "Legend of the Condor Heroes", it's such a mess, it's a fool to get a new martial arts book to divert it!
"Well, that's good, that's it. But Editor Chen, you have to wait for a while." Lin Feng nodded and said.

"This is no problem." What Chen Zhuo wanted was an answer.

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After talking about the business, the two chatted for a while about the content and sales of Condor Shooting, and the waiter brought the dishes over.

After dinner, when all the guests of honor were full, the two said goodbye and left.

Back home, the hour hand has pointed to one o'clock.

After washing up briefly, Lin Feng sat in front of the computer and began to think about what kind of manuscript Fanxing would like to give.

Lin Feng closed his eyes slightly, and his brain was running fast, constantly listing and eliminating in his mind, the speed of his brain running faster than Ultrain every minute.

Drip!Drip!
Opening his eyes, Lin Feng clicked on the flashing ee message box, which was sent by Director Ji. According to the request sent by Lin Feng last night, after a morning of modification and recording, the recording of the third song of Tang Yun's album The video was sent again.

"Let's see if the first-rate songwriters from the first-rate company can complete the first-rate changes." Lin Feng clicked on the play while talking to himself.

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Half an hour later, Lin Feng paused the video on the desktop and fell into deep thought. Many places have been changed well and have some meaning, but how do you feel that the content contained in the song has increased so much.Thinking about it, Lin Feng moved the play pointer back to the beginning and started watching again.

After another half an hour, Lin Feng directly turned off the video, turned on ee, and started typing.

This time there are not as many things as last night, only a few words, the meaning is very simple, to ensure that the existing meaning of the song remains unchanged, and the rhythm and content of the change are simplified.

After sending the message back, Lin Feng sighed. A first-class songwriter in a first-class big company has this ability, but they always like to play tricks, complicate the content, and show their own level. Is it necessary?It is absolutely correct not to join the company.

After dealing with Tang Yun's matter for a while, Lin Feng opened the document and continued to move on. As for what he agreed to write in Chen Zhuo's manuscript, he was not in a hurry.

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Phantom company recording studio.

All the staff are here, waiting for Lin Feng's reply, waiting for Lin Feng to say.According to Lin Feng's instructions this morning, Tang Yun's third song has been recorded several times after being modified by the company's lyricist and composer, and it feels good. Now everyone is gearing up to prepare for the next song.

Drip!

Director Ji, who was sitting in front of the specially brought computer, clicked on ee, looked at it, and smiled wryly twice.

"Old Shang, Lao Chai, come and take a look, Mr. Lin has a new opinion."

After hearing Director Ji's words, the two middle-aged men who had been burying their heads in writing and drawing on the table over there walked over with dissatisfaction on their faces.This young man who has just entered the industry, after writing a few good songs, he really wants to drift away. After making changes according to his intentions, he still doesn't have any opinions. He really doesn't treat his predecessors as his predecessors!
Director Ji made way for the two of them to read the message from Lin Feng by themselves.

"What does it mean to have too much content, and what does it mean to be simple? Hmph, it's not because he doesn't understand it, so let me remove it!" After reading Lin Feng's message, one person said coldly.He is Lao Shang who is responsible for the composition of this song.

The other middle-aged man on the side didn't speak. Lin Feng had nothing to say, so it was none of his business. He was Lao Chai who was in charge of writing the lyrics.

"Old Shang, Mr. Lin is in charge of conducting this album. If he doesn't say it, he won't be able to pass it. You should change it. Let's take care of the few things you told me yesterday that Mr. Lin didn't mention. Remove the changes of a few syllables." Director Ji frowned and said helplessly.What a talented person these days!
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