I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

Meng Xiaozhou: "I estimated the value of our company in China. The current brand value is about 1.5 billion renminbi."

Chen Feng nodded , "Very good."

"At the same time, according to the contract, Katie has to divide the copyright income she gets from using this song to us. It is preliminary estimated that this income will reach 1,000 in a year. About ten thousand dollars."

Chen Feng eyes shined, "This is 60 million renminbi, which is good."

"Also, there will be well-known singers and music over there. The producer took the initiative to contact us, hoping to seek cooperation. We have officially opened the European and American markets. As long as you and Zhong Lei can maintain the same creative level, the potential copyright income there will greatly increase the value of the company. This Part of the newly added overseas value totals up to 200 million U.S. dollars."

"Overseas influence will also feed back our position in the domestic market. Therefore, comprehensively, the company’s current potential valuation should be Around three billion renminbi."

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed.

He is very happy.

Finally become rich.

If you have money, you can do a lot of things.

Although these all are valuations, the money is in the company, and the money must be recognized and paid for by how stupid the money is.

The pockets of his trousers are still impoverished, but it does not prevent him from wandering about the future.

He once again firmly told himself that copying the song must be the right decision.

There is no better, more convenient and more robust means of getting rich.

In just a few months, he is almost catching up with Kendall Jenner.

When Meng Xiaozhou left, Zhong Lei in an evening dress walked up again.

Chen Feng raised his glass and motioned to her, "What are you doing here? Today you should be the most eye-catching protagonist."

Zhong Lei shook his head, "In fact, it doesn't mean anything. You know I don’t like these occasions, I just want to quietly write songs."

"Then you are here today?"

"Isn’t it to help you expand your influence? Look That reporter, waiting for him to release the photos and videos of our celebration banquet, it must be good for the company."

"Yes. But I don't think you are very happy?"

Chen Feng asked suddenly.

Zhong Lei nodded, "You still understand me. I am very grateful to Katie for making my song popular, but I actually..."

"I know what you are thinking, You are still not satisfied. And you think that if you change this song to sing it by yourself, the effect will be very good. Katie is very good, but she still can't sing the highest level of "Self-Burning", right?"

Zhong Lei was stunned.

For a long time, she said with a bitter smile.

"Why do you always know me this way?"

Chen Feng don’t look away, "Maybe it’s God’s will."

The reason he understands is that Because he knew it.

Five hundred years later, it was not the version sung by Katie Swift that influenced Sergey's "Burning Oneself".

It was the second edition re-interpreted by Zhong Lei himself after the copyright authorization expired, that is, five years later.

Zhong Lei's sense of smell is always so terrifying.

Her judgment is completely correct.

This is all expected by Chen Feng.

Only Zhong Lei, and also Zhong Lei, can interpret the most perfect "self-burning".

In order to re-sing this song, she spent five years to complete her self-precipitation, and she learned the standard English accent very seriously, and practiced it to match her mother tongue.

She never pursues Handan toddlers. She just wants to be more accurate, using another language of culture and thinking mode, to perfectly express the feelings she wants to express.

She always strives for perfection so that she can't tolerate any flaws.

That’s why her re-singing after five years can lift this song to another level.

There will be more youngsters and ordinary people in Europe and the United States who are eager to understand the emotions in the Chinese version of "Self-Burning" and will take the initiative to learn Chinese.

This has greatly accelerated the maturity of the parallel world communication model in Chinese and English, and has played a role in promoting the perfect integration of human thinking that the contemporary world cannot understand and believe.

The historical significance of this song and Zhong Lei himself is extremely significant. Just imagination can make Chen Feng's scalp numb.

But now, Zhong Lei seems to want to confess to her.

Chen Feng could perceive her vacillation.

The so-called celibate, to a certain extent, is simply because they are unwilling to stay away when they cannot find True Fated Son of Heaven.

Chen Feng dare not look at Zhong Lei's face at all.

Sometimes just a meeting of eyes can burst out a different kind of spark.

Maybe someday in the future, he can accept everything calmly.

At that time, he can put his mind down and seriously consider his own feelings and life.

As for now, maybe he doesn’t have the talent, and he knows he doesn’t have the courage and fighting spirit. Just racking his brains to figure out, he can do something for the human race that will inevitably perish after a thousand years. What, I have exhausted my best.

When he just started to travel after the millennium, he was so resistant to that kind of responsibility.

Because he clearly knows that he does not raise.

Chen Feng always said in his heart, "I really don't want to be a savior."

Tragedies happened again and again. After all, he was a mortal, unable to turn a blind eye to everything.

He always thought unconsciously, this time I might be able to do a little bit more, this time a little bit harder, the end result is getting deeper and deeper, unable to extricate myself.

Chen Feng is not sure if this is his own nature, but just like everything where water flows, a canal is formed, it came to this step as a matter of course.

He is also not sure if everyone in the world can do this, or if only he can do it.

But since fate chose me, maybe this is the only innate talent that ordinary me has.

Just as Ou Guohua said under his anger.

"This is the responsibility of history."

Even if he is not always understood by the times.

How much Zhong Lei admires and appreciates Chen Feng, so much Chen Feng admires and appreciates Zhong Lei.

He never tells others about his weakness.

Even if he forgets deliberately, Chen Feng occasionally has uncontrollable sadness in his heart and wants to share with others.

He also wants to find a support for his loneliness.

Zhong Lei is the best choice for this reliance.

He is afraid of being in this quiet moment of the night, just look at her more, he can no longer restrain the emotion of deep in one's heart.

Chen Feng ran away.

He returned to the crowd center of the celebration party.

He raised his hand and dangled in the air. The noisy crowd in the audience quickly quieted down, including Lu Wei, who came to join as a special guest, watching with brilliant lights and vibrant colors. he.

Chen Feng breathes deeply, "Next I want to announce a few very important things, everyone will listen."

Zhong Lei also got down from the balcony.

Chen Feng smiled and beckoned to her, "Our pillar, you come soon."

Zhong Lei rubbed his eyes with a trace of doubt in his eyes, and was caught by Meng Wanyue. Pull into the crowd.

"The company's current trend is very good. We have also received many invitations for creative cooperation, but in the short term, our main creative resources will still be concentrated on the company's internal artists."

Qin Lu and Ou Junlang, two contracted artists who lack independent creative ability, applauded wildly.

Chen Feng laughed and said: "At the latest three days later, I will finish the creation of all ten songs of Qin Lu’s first album. But I just write the songs, the specific recording, and the overall packaging. , Marketing and publicity of these work, it depends on everyone's teamwork."

Everyone applauded again and congratulated Qin Lu one after another.

He Jiaqi and Chen Li are extremely envious.

Look at other Boss, you don’t need to collect songs all over the world if you want to promote more people and save trouble.

Some singers have been unable to make up a song for an album for a year or two, but Chen Feng is good, and it only takes a few days to write it for you personally!

It's too much.

Giving Qin Lu good news, Ou Junlang will be the next one.

"Ou Junlang's second album, I will finish it in six days."

Fatty Ou's face was just full of laughter.

What could be better than seeing Star Peak Entertainment continue to increase in value, and the value is so high that the old man can’t afford it?

Of course, I went to battle myself, I did it myself!

At this time, Lu Wei’s agent, Zheng Rou, who is relatively more familiar, raised her hand to intervene and said, "We also want to sing Weiwei!"

Chen Feng nodded with a smile, "Okay, no problem."

He agreed smoothly.

This is not a problem.

Lu Wei bumped into Zheng Rou, showing a very sorry expression, but did not deny it.

After coming down, Chen Feng walked to Lu Wei and Zheng Rou and whispered: "Sister Weiwei, don't you prefer to create independently? Well, I wrote you a song before? "

He really didn’t want to sell songs, but he was concerned about another point. Lu Wei himself is very creative. If he is too responsive to her, will he suppress her own sky? It must be very regrettable.

Lu Wei both hands crossed near chest, with the corners of his mouth slightly bent, hanging up and wiping subtle arcs, "Why, don't you want to write to me?"

"Ha, that's not it. "

"There are too many really good songs. I sometimes really jealous of the talents of you and Zhong Lei, but I believe that singing your songs will give me new insights."

Chen Feng nodded, "That's right. That's good..."

"No, Weiwei, let me write it to you."

At this time, Zhong Lei came over and said without a doubt: "Chen Feng, you have been busy enough recently. Meng Xiaozhou said that you are still writing a movie script, right?"

Chen Feng wanted to say, He also raised a mouth with Meng Xiaozhou about this matter, before he had time to start writing, he was not so busy.

But he looked at Zhong Lei’s eyes more, nodded decisively, "Yes, I am indeed writing a script."

"Then it’s not convenient for you, just There is Laurei Lei."

Lu Wei happily said without any complaints.

Zhong Lei just wrote "Self-Burning", and he took the initiative to write a song for Lu Wei. It was not presumptuous, and he even sold Lu Wei as an adult.

But the know-how inside is not enough for outsiders.

Chen Feng knows vaguely, but he doesn't want to care about that much.

He can't hold so many things in his heart, especially the love of his children.

Love whoever goes.

Now Zhong Lei is a full-time contract artist of Star Peak Entertainment, and all of her expenses and expenses for participating in training and learning are also borne by Star Peak Entertainment.

The cost of her creation and song recording is also passed on to Star Peak Entertainment.

So according to the contract, the copyright of the song written by Zhong Lei belongs to her, and the other part naturally belongs to Star Peak Entertainment, so whether it is Chen Feng personally creating the song or Zhong Lei writing the song to Lu Wei , The company has revenue.

Chen Feng just lamented the wonder of fate.

In the last timeline, I forcibly seized a song written by Zhong Lei to Lu Wei, but after thousands of times, Zhong Lei returned it to her.

However, Chen Feng's actions are endless.

This time because of the increased memory, the library of works he prepared when he came back was very large.

As a ruthless copywriter of professional acquaintance wool, he did not spare Lu Wei because of friendship, but took extra care of him.

Lu Wei’s creation blowout stage was a girl’s age. After she was twenty-five years old, Yugong only created two real classics.

Chen Feng all prepared grafting flowers onto a tree and sang them to Qin Lu.

He gave himself a very good reason.

Maybe Lu Wei, who was already a thousand years ago, can be forced out of his potential and enter the top 100?

I'm doing good deeds!

After becoming accustomed to everything becomes natural, Chen Feng's psychological burden when performing these operations is getting lower and lower.

Gradually, he has no taboos in copying songs.

At this time, there are other female singers who followed He Jiaqi to catch up with the popularity, and finally couldn't help it.

She raised her hand and asked loudly: "Teacher Chen, what about us? How long do you mean in the short term? We all want to buy songs too."

Everyone was attentive.

These artists have never cooperated with Star Peak Entertainment, and have not so close relationship with Chen Feng.

They can only wave a check and wait for Teacher Chen's pity, so they are especially concerned about this "short-term" deadline.

In everyone’s understanding, under normal circumstances, the “short-term” mentioned by people like Chen Feng should refer to one to two years.

As long as it does not exceed three years, everyone can accept it, and there is still hope of waiting.

However, Chen Feng said just now that the rhythm was too fast. He finished Qin Lu's album in three days, and then finished Ou Junlang in three days.

This has made everyone feel coveted and expected that they shouldn't have.

Chen Feng glanced at Zhong Lei a little more before expressing his opinion and thought briefly.

Although what I said next was a bit slapped Zhong Lei's face, Chen Feng could not change his plan of realizing cash as soon as possible.

Chen Feng lightly coughed, said in a melancholy tone: "Recently busy recently. After finishing the first two albums, it will take two weeks to write some movie scripts. It will take 20 days at the earliest. Only then can I start to write more songs."

As soon as he said this, there was absolute silence in the huge banquet hall.

In the end, Lu Wei broke the silence.

"Then you should write me a song when the time comes?"

Chen Feng turned to look at Lu Wei, and then at Zhong Lei.

The corner of his eyes floated to Qin Lu again, "Okay, no problem."

No one knows how many things he had in his heart when he said this. Back.