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Holding two cups of coffee, Ling Bingxue led Chen Feng to the middle-aged woman in a suit.

"Director Jiang, this is Chen Feng."

The middle-aged woman got up and held out her hand.

"Hello, director of "I Am a Singer", Jiang Hong."

Chen Feng suddenly thought that Director Jiang Hong was also introduced to him by Dean Yin Xuewen two days ago.

He stepped forward to hold Jiang Hong's hand.

"Hello! Director Jiang."

"Xuewen said that you are a good singer. I don't want your talent to be buried. I have listened to your songs recently. It is really good. I met you because I want you to participate in "I Am a Singer" as a guest in two days. Live broadcast in two days."

Hearing this, Chen Feng nodded.

"No problem, I can go anytime."

Ling Bingxue patted her forehead, looking suddenly enlightened.

"So that's it. I said why Director Jiang called me last night and said he wanted to come to my place. It turns out that Director Jiang wanted to see Chen Feng."

Jiang Hong smiled and nodded at Ling Bingxue, then shook her head and blew on the steaming coffee with a cold expression.

"NO, NO, NO, I haven't finished yet, the theme of the program "I Am a Singer" this time is 'Huaxia Style', can you do it?"

Before Chen Feng could speak, the expressions of the people around were complicated by Jiang Hong's words.

Is it actually "Chinese style"?

This is a theme that many singers in the music world dare not touch.

You must know that Huaxia style songs not only require exquisite lyrics, but more importantly, the lyrics and music only need to have connotations. There are very few good songs that can be called "Huaxia style" in the music world.

To integrate Chinese elements into the main song, and to sing it with the most acceptable pop singing method among the audience, it can be said to be the most difficult style of the song.

The other contestants in "I Am a Singer" are artists with companies and backgrounds. It is not difficult to get a good "Huaxia Style" song, but as a singer who has just entered the circle, Chen Feng can even be called As an amateur singer, there is no way to "borrow" the works of other artists in a short period of time. If he sings rashly, it will also involve copyright issues.

In particular, Chen Feng is still in the center of the whirlpool of negative public opinion, and it is too late for everyone to hide from him, so how could he come up with a song of "Huaxia Style" two days later.

Even Su Shan, a well-informed agent in the entertainment circle, felt that this requirement was indeed a bit harsh, and secretly shook her head.

Ling Bingxue couldn't help but persuade her.

"Director Jiang, this... can we change the theme of the love song and let Chen Feng go to the gym?"

Jiang Hong just smiled, didn't speak, and looked at Chen Feng intently.

Seeing Jiang Hong, Ling Bingxue and the others ignored him, so they focused their attention on Chen Feng.

"Can it work? Chen Feng?"

Ling Bingyan asked in a low voice.

Chen Feng still didn't hesitate, nor did he look embarrassed.

"What's wrong with that?"

Jiang Hong's coming this time was also a helpless move. In his opinion before, Chen Feng was just a small Internet celebrity who suddenly became popular due to accidental reasons, but his old friend Yin Xuewen strongly recommended him, so he had to sell his old friend to save face .

Coupled with the scandal that came out last night, if it is used well, the ratings may be able to rise to a higher level by then. The combination of these two factors made Jiang Hong come to Chen Feng.

Seeing that Chen Feng agreed to him so happily, Jiang Hong's impression of Chen Feng increased a bit.

Susan frowned and said in a deep voice, "This request is too difficult, Chen Feng, please think about it."

Ling Bingxue echoed, pinching Chen Feng's sleeve with green fingers and tugging lightly twice.

"Chen Feng, don't be brave. Your songs are all love songs. The songs of 'Huaxia Style' are not only good-looking tunes, but also have a lot of meaning in the lyrics. I haven't dared to try the songs of 'Huaxia Style' since my debut. You Don't be too hard on yourself."

Jiang Hong didn't speak a word, sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, her eyes bent into the shape of a crescent moon.

"It's just the Huaxia style. Don't worry, Director Jiang. After two days, I, Chen Feng, will definitely be able to get it out."

Jiang Hong put down the cup in her hand and said "Okay!"

"Chen Feng, I have to say my ugly words first. If your singing fails, coupled with your current negative public opinion, I am afraid that you will be removed from the music industry and even the entertainment industry, and you will stop at your 'breakup trilogy'." .”

As the chief director of a program, Jiang Hong is naturally responsible for her own program. If the program fails to meet the requirements, she will naturally not let it go.

Chen Feng was not frightened by Jiang Hong's words, he looked into Jiang Hong's eyes with burning eyes.

"Director Jiang, if I don't have the strength, no matter how much I say, it will be in vain. See you on the show then."

Hearing this, Jiang Hong patted the table.

"Okay, Chen Feng, you come to the program group to sign the contract tomorrow, and I'll see you on the live broadcast of "I Am a Singer" the day after tomorrow. Dean Yin is my best friend, and the person he recommends to me, I trust you."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Hong, Ling Bingxue, Susan and others greeted each other and left. As the chief director of a well-known show in the entertainment circle, she has many things to do every day. Now that she has seen Chen Feng, there is no need to continue stay.

The door was closed, and sisters Ling Bingyan and Ling Bingxue hurriedly surrounded her.

Ling Bingyan asked anxiously: "Mr. Chen, you are crazy, what should you do now?"

Ling Bingxue turned on the phone, rummaged through the address book and said: "I am now contacting my producer friends, please help them, brother-in-law, you really don't let me worry."

Ling Bingxue mouthed a brother-in-law, and Ling Bingyan's pretty face flushed when she called her.

"Sister, what are you talking about!"

......

Chapter 15

Chen Feng shook his head, thanking everyone for their kindness.

"If possible, lending me the recording studio will be the greatest help to me."

With a recording studio, does...Chen Feng still have to write songs by himself?

Write a "Chinese Wind" song in two days?

Ling Bingxue was so confused by Chen Feng that she forgot to answer Chen Feng's words for a while, but Ling Bingyan who was at the side said directly, "Teacher Chen, don't worry."

From Ling Bingyan's point of view, all she can do now is to support Chen Feng, although she knows that the chances of writing it are not high.

"Huaxia style" is a very popular style of music in recent years. Many songwriters want to take advantage of this outlet to go all the way up, just like the popular rap back then. At that time, young men and women in the streets and alleys would use rap to greet each other. , you can imagine its popularity.

Jiang Hong produced this issue of "I Am a Singer" with the theme of "Huaxia Style" songs, and it is precisely to use this "Dongfeng" to increase the ratings.

Ling Bingxue also lamented in her heart that so many songwriters spent countless hours writing only a few "Huaxia Style" songs. Chen Feng, an ordinary music teacher, had to compose a "Huaxia Style" song by himself in two days. "Song, it's obviously impossible to do it.

However, based on the relationship between him and his sister, and the fact that he was a guest singer for himself, Ling Bingxue felt that even if it was impossible for Chen Feng to write a song, he should support him, at least even if he did not write a song by then. When a good work comes, you try your best and you won't regret it.

Seeing Chen Feng lying on the table thinking, Ling Bingyan felt that this man's side face had a different feeling.

Why do I always want to see him inexplicably?

I really don't know what kind of song he will write?

Ling Bingyan doesn't know, being curious about a person is the beginning of liking.

When Ling Bingyan's eyes became straight, Chen Feng started to write, and Ling Bingyan came quietly behind Chen Feng, wanting to see what kind of lyrics he created.

The plain embryo outlines the blue and white strokes from thick to light.

The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup.

This is the lyrics?

Ling Bingyan's beautiful pupils stared even wider, the eyes were shining brightly, and he was filled with admiration in his heart. If other people saw it, they would definitely think that he was writing poetry.

The name of the song was not written in Chen Feng's manuscript, but in Ling Bingyan's mind, there was an ingenious vase, so gorgeous.

Ling Bingyan bent down unknowingly, wanting to continue reading the lyrics.

The sky is waiting for mist and rain, and I am waiting for you.

The smoke from the cooking rose, thousands of miles across the river.

The inscription on the bottom of the bottle imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty.

Just think of me as a foreshadowing for meeting you.

......

Ling Bingyan was mesmerized by the magic pen.

The lyrics of Zizi Zhuyu made Ling Bingyan stand still there, her mind was full of the pleasant scenery of the waterside in the south of the Yangtze River, the mist and rain floating in the air, and the talented and beautiful women riding bamboo rafts together.

Little did they know that a strand of black hair fell down and touched Chen Feng's ear, which made Chen Feng, who was serious about writing lyrics, startled.

Turning around subconsciously, Chen Feng and Ling Bingyan, who was standing obliquely behind and bending over to read the lyrics, took a closer look. The fluff on the tip of the nose was almost intertwined. Their eyes met, and it felt like time stood still for an instant.

It felt like a long time passed, and Ling Bingyan, whose face was already red to the neck, stood up abruptly, covering the tip of her nose shyly.

"Ms. Chen... that... that... I..."

At this time, Chen Feng was also a little uncomfortable.

"It's okay...it's okay...then what...it's okay..."

Chen Feng himself was stunned, thinking: What the hell am I talking about! !

Both of them stopped talking, and the atmosphere in the recording studio became a little different.

Ling Bingyan lowered her head and looked at her toes.

"Mr. Chen, you're thirsty. I'll go get some ice water."

Impatiently walking out of the recording studio, Ling Bingyan, who had a pretty ruddy face, fanned her face with her hand.

I thought to myself: What happened just now, obviously nothing happened, why are you nervous!

Such a talented man, yet so handsome.

Why didn't I realize before that Mr. Chen's nose is so pretty, and his mouth is so pretty, why did I have the urge to kiss her.

not like this!

Ling Bingyan shook her head, stopping her wild thoughts.

Facing the open refrigerator door to cool off for a while, Ling Bingyan shouted to Ling Bingxue: "Sister, come here, come here!"

Ling Bingxue, who was playing games on the sofa, walked over angrily.

"What's the matter? I'm playing games, Headwind Bureau!"

Ling Bingyan took Ling Bingxue's arm and was about to walk into the recording studio.

"Don't drag me, there is no signal in the recording studio, I can't cheat my teammates!"

Ling Bingxue stared straight at the game on the phone, and quickly swipe and click on the phone screen with both hands.

Ling Bingyan blushed, she wanted her sister to see Chen Feng's writing too much, but her strong desire to share was poured cold water by her sister playing games, so she pouted and muttered: "Ling Bingxue, If you don't go in and watch Chen Feng write lyrics, you will regret it."

"I regret it. Your sister and I have been in the entertainment industry for so many years. I haven't heard any songs or seen any words. He, Chen Feng, is good at writing love songs. I admit it, but if he wants to write a good 'Huaxia style' song, It’s not that I look down on him, it needs cultural background to support him, he’s still too immature.”

Ling Bingyan admitted that what she said was indeed reasonable. If a good "Huaxia Style" song has no connotation and background, it is impossible to write gorgeous rhetoric and a beautiful and melodious melody.

But how could she, Ling Bingxue, dare to be sure that Chen Feng did not have the accumulation of Chinese studies and cultural heritage?

Seeing the red word "failure" appearing on Ling Bingxue's game, Ling Bingyan snorted.

"Do you dare to bet with me?"

Ling Bingxue was already a little annoyed when she lost the game, and she was worried that she had no place to be discouraged. When she heard Ling Bingyan ask herself if she dared to bet, she immediately became interested.

"Joke, what dare I, Ling Bingxue, dare? Tell me, what are you betting on? What is the lottery?"

"Of course it's a bet on the song written by Mr. Chen. He will definitely be able to create a 'Chinese style' song that will make you dumbfounded. The first prize is that new sports car you bought."

"Xiao Nizi's tone is not small, the song that made me dumbfounded, let me tell you, Fang Wensan has never surprised me, do you dare to say that his song can shock me?"

Ling Bingyan hugged her shoulders, and said with a proud smile: "Don't say those useless words, dare you bet."

"Dare, of course you dare, but you haven't said what the lottery will be if you lose. How about this, if you lose, promise me three things."

Hearing this, Ling Bingyan pointed at herself.

"I'll lose? Chen Feng will definitely blow your jaw off, Ling Bingxue, just wait and hand over the keys to your newly bought sports car to me!"

Seeing her sister's confident look, Ling Bingxue was furious.

"Okay, married daughter, splashed water, you haven't married Chen Feng yet, just defend him like this!"