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Chapter 19 The Real Artist
Outside the recording studio, Song Qi was sitting upright on a bench, with cigarette butts at his feet,

It may not be so good to expose his mood.

He also wanted to throw his hands away in anger,

I also want to slap Zeng Desheng,
But reason told him no,

It's not that you can't leave,

Can't beat Zeng Desheng,
It's the price of willfulness that he still can't afford.

This song recording is the task of the company,

Zeng Desheng is representing the company this time,

To beat a dog, you need to watch the owner.

And the power of capital is not what he can resist now.

He knows his position very well.
An ordinary handsome guy with a lot of traffic,
Why don't you say artist

Because he also felt unworthy in his heart,

Yes, he has no talent,

"What time is it now?" Song Qi turned his head to look at Zeng Desheng, who was also smoking and squatting in the corner.

Zeng Desheng raised his left hand wearing the cheapest Rolex watch he found on Xianyu, looked at it, and said helplessly, "It's 12 o'clock."

"Why don't these grandchildren come out?"

"It's time for dinner, why don't I order takeaway first." Zeng Desheng asked Song Qi for advice.

after all,

People are iron rice is steel,
No matter how angry you are, you have to eat first.

Who isn't a ruthless cooking machine?

"No need." Song Qi raised his hands to stop Zeng Desheng from taking out his phone.

"?" Zeng Desheng was a little puzzled.

Brother, let’s talk about humanitarianism, okay?
Death-row prisoners have a full meal.

Seemingly understanding Zeng Desheng's confusion, Song Qi pointing angrily at the front door of No. 2 recording studio,
"They've come out, takeaway. Let's order later." Song Qi said very tangled.

"Let's go, I'll treat you when the recording is over." It may be that everyone's morale is a bit low,
Song Qi tried to boost the morale of his side.

At the door of No. 2 recording studio, the three of Lin Chen walked out slowly.
He saw Song Qi and the others approaching him at a glance.

Song Qi glared at the three of them angrily, then walked towards the recording studio,
Write down this hatred in the notebook first,
It's not that it is not reported, the time has not come.

It's still important to record songs.

Zeng Desheng paused, he wanted to say something polite,

Suddenly there was a roar ahead,

"Zeng Desheng, pose your sister."

"Do you still want to get off work?"

"."

Zeng Desheng shook his body in an instant, and wanted to say something, the mountain is high and the road is far away, let's wait and see him,
There was no time to say anything about the scene, so I hurriedly followed.

After the recording of "Flastic", the post-production will take a few days,
But you have to pay in advance.

But it's not a big problem, Duan Lang will be able to pick up the song when the time comes.

Lin Chen and his party came to the payment office on the first floor and reported the information.

"Sir, a total of 6000 Chinese yuan."

have to say,

The fees here are several times more expensive than ordinary recording studios.
A general recording studio costs 500-1000 Wah per hour,

And Feiwu recording studio costs 3000 Huayuan per hour.

but,

Expensive also has its advantages.
at least,

Impeccable in terms of quality and service.

After Duan Lang paid, he said to Lin Chen:
"Da Lin, why don't you go have a drink?"

Lin Chen shook his head and said, "You don't have to drink." He pointed to his head and said:
"hurt this"

"However," he paused, and said, "You can have a cup of tea."

"My treat."

"I happen to have some ideas, and I want to discuss them with Brother Duan."

Lin Chen did have some thoughts in his mind.

A plan came to mind.

"That's great!" Duan Lang rubbed his hands together, smiling, and said:
"However, I dare not let the nobleman invite me,

Duan Lang pointed to Wu Feng, then pointed to his chest, and said seriously:
"Da Lin, you are the real nobleman of Wu Feng and me."

"As far as Wu Feng's matter is concerned, this already owes Lin Da a huge favor."

Wu Feng also scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "Da Lin, if you pay the bill, in our hometown,

This is to make us poke our spines! "

"I am from the countryside. There is a saying in our hometown, if you don't repay your kindness, you are a white-eyed dog"

Duan Lang took the opportunity to interject and said, "Great talent Lin, don't make things difficult for Wu Feng, haha, let's go."

Lin Chen shook his head: "It seems that I won't be able to spend any money today, so I'll just be a casual guest."

Miaoyin Tea Garden,

This is a tea tasting place with a very elegant environment.

The surrounding area is clean and there are not many guests.

The three sat in a corner,
"How about this tea?" Duan Lang pointed to a small pot of tea on the table.

"That's right, it's fresh and refreshing, slightly bitter but sweet." Lin Chen picked up the teacup, savored it carefully, and nodded in praise:
"Just like in life, first bitterness and then sweetness is for obedience, first sweetness and then bitterness is for rebellion, this tea is really the samadhi of life."

Duan Lang nodded, deeply impressed by Lin Chen's profound knowledge and easy-going personality.

Getting along with Lin Chen people is like a breeze blowing on the face, like meeting fresh water.

"Brother Duan, I have some ideas in my mind." Lin Chen paused, put down the cup gently, and said:

"I want to set up an artist studio."

"Brother Duan, you haven't signed with an entertainment company yet, why don't you join my studio."

Duan Lang didn't express his opinion, but became thoughtful instead.

He needs to think more, not to be impulsive,

After quitting Brilliant Entertainment,

He has also been thinking about which entertainment company to sign with.

A relatively large entertainment company would definitely look down on me and Wu Feng,

Moreover, if you enter such a large company, you will definitely have no status and no right to speak.

The power of life and death is in the hands of man,
Unless it is absolutely necessary, he absolutely does not want to go.
The second-tier entertainment companies are about the same as those big entertainment companies,

It is involuntary to go in, the only thing he considers is that kind of small entertainment company,
Before resigning, Brilliant Entertainment was more in line with his requirements.

However, small entertainment companies tend to have more intense involution.

Duan Lang has also struggled brilliantly for a long time,

Barely able to make a living.

Hearing that Lin Chen wanted to set up an artist studio,

Although Duan Lang really wanted to join,

After all, they are all acquaintances. Lin Chen's easy-going personality also makes getting along with him stress-free.
If only as himself, he is in favor of it,

But as Wu Feng's manager,

He had to think more,
For example, Wu Feng's future path.

Lin Chen is certainly a good person,

But it doesn't mean his studio is good,
What resources can a newly established studio expect to have?
The growth of an artist requires the support of many channel resources.

And these are backed by strong capital,
Even a small entertainment company like Brilliant Entertainment,
Its market capitalization scale is an astronomical figure,
At least hundreds of millions of Chinese yuan.

Although Duan Lang is optimistic about Lin Chen's future,
But Lin Chen, who is only in his early 21s,
How could there be such a large capital nowadays.

Lin Chen's studio,

Without capital support, without channel resources,
This is why he has not made a statement yet.

Duan Lang didn't express his opinion.
Wu Feng next to him was in a hurry,

He is more simple,

Unexpectedly, those twists and turns,
After all, he is just a pure, musician.

Wu Feng persuaded: "Brother Duan, let's join Da Lin's studio."

"It's really a dream to be able to cooperate with Lin University."

"Following Lin Da, I can learn a lot." Wu Feng paused, and said firmly:

"More importantly, Lin Da is a pure person"

Yes, Duan Lang agrees, Lin Chen is a very different person.

Under the handsome appearance, there is a pair of eyes as clear as clear water.

Not stained with any impurities.

"This is the real artist," Duan Lang thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)