Wen Zheng and his party walked out of the campus accompanied by Dean Zhang Ming.
"This...is this your car?"
The dean looked at the van with the words "Specialized in repairing building leaks" in front of him with a strange expression.
Zhang Ming frowned, raised his hand and said: "Our college just needs to change the cars for some professors recently. Although you are not from our school, you have also made outstanding contributions to the school. I think..."
Wen Zheng interrupted with a smile: "I like to keep a low profile, and the front car is just right."
Zhang Ming was speechless.
The dean advised: "Although you are a big star, it is not easy to make money. If you refuse even one meal, how can we have the nerve to ask you for help next time?"
Wen Zheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Because he is a big star, he has to take on more responsibilities. The three songs "Little Star Variations", "Senbonzakura" and "Zheng Feng", together with the previous songs
I will sort out the piano etudes and send them to Mr. Zhang tomorrow."
Seeing that the elder was hesitant to speak, he took the initiative and said: "If you really want to pay the copyright fee, just ten thousand yuan for one song. This is my biggest concession."
Zhang Ming smiled bitterly.
The dean couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Those who don't know better think we are deliberately lowering the price. I have heard that one of your songs now costs nearly ten million."
"Hahaha, I have the power to set the price anyway."
Wen Zheng smiled and waved his hand, "Goodbye, call if you need anything. I am a professional at repairing leaks." As he said this, he patted the bumper sticker on the car.
Wang Sisi looked at Wen Zheng's slightly trembling hands, took the initiative to take the car keys, and sat in the driver's seat.
Zhang Ming and others watched the van drive away, and then walked back together.
Li Jiafeng said in a deep voice: "Wen Zheng is very different from other entertainment stars. It would be great if he came to engage in art."
Zhang Ming said with a smile: "Low-key and humble, with a sense of social responsibility, he has hundreds of millions of fans, and his only means of transportation is a broken van. Alas... no wonder Yueyin Records thinks so highly of him, this guy has a bright future."
"A gentleman has no power."
The dean sighed, "In the past, we always thought that celebrities only debuted because of their vanity, but Wen Zheng is so low-key and so knowledgeable. It really subverted my understanding. Mr. Zhang, do you think we should do something for him?
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Zhang Ming thought for a moment and replied in a deep voice: "This kind of thing cannot be forced. We should not burden him by making our own decisions. If we really want to repay him, we have to find a suitable opportunity."
The next day.
Wang Sisi, accompanied by her agent Li Nan, went to catch up with the announcement.
Wen Zheng sent away the reluctant Lin Qi and drove to the company alone, intending to sort out the music score and send it to Zhang Ming.
He has been putting off the music score for a long time.
However, as soon as he arrived at the company, before he could take a breath, Zhao Lei immediately appeared at the door.
"Is something wrong?"
Wen Zheng asked as he asked him to come in and sit down.
Zhao Lei walked into the room with a smile and said some polite words. Seeing that Wen Zheng was getting impatient, he hesitated and said: "Mr. Wen, can you give me another song?"
"The song last time didn't work? You're quite suitable for singing ballads."
Wen Zheng was confused.
Zhao Lei looked confused and didn't know how to answer this question for a while.
The highlight of the song "Painting" is the lyrics, but the lyrics were written by Wen Zheng, which has nothing to do with him.
In addition, when the song was released, Feng Qin's "The Wind Rises" was also released together. He also successfully took advantage of Wen Zheng's live broadcast debut and took the entire Internet by storm with his song "Chi Ling". Feng Qin can be said to be a hit.
And red.
Just when he thought that when this gust of wind passed, his song "Painting" would become popular all over the Internet.
As a result, Wen Zheng participated in a variety show and came up with another song "Reserved", and it was also given to big names like Lin Qi.
What's even more terrible is that before the popularity of "Reserved" waned, Wang Sisi's advertising song became popular on the streets again.
After going back and forth like this, everyone in Wen Zhengpeng became popular.
Everyone on the Internet is saying that whoever Wen Zheng favors will become famous.
But in fact, Wang Sisi and Feng Qin are busy taking part in various large-scale activities all day long, gaining both fame and fortune, and what about him?
When he was not opening a hotel, he would go to nightclubs to promote it. Not only did he make little money, but he also had a pitifully small number of followers who ridiculed him for being a poor man who couldn't support him.
He had held these words in his heart for a long time, but when he really faced Wen Zheng, he found it difficult to say them.
He never doubted his ability, he just blamed bad luck.
In his opinion, as long as Wen Zheng can give him a good song and open a window, he can break into a world of his own!
Wen Zheng saw his expression and immediately realized that this man's current situation was a bit miserable.
He was secretly thinking about what songs to give to the newcomers in the company, when Zhao Lei spoke eagerly:
"Mr. Wen, writing a song is just a matter of minutes for you. There's no need to be so entangled in such a small matter, right? We are both prosperous and deprived."
Wen Zheng noticed that there was something wrong in his words and couldn't help frowning: "What's wrong with both?"
Zhao Lei sneered in his heart.
Do you think I don’t know about your affair with Feng Qin? Why would you praise her so much if you hadn’t left her unwritten rules?
The same goes for Lin Qi. After releasing a song, she went to your house and stayed there for several days.
There is no clue here, who would believe it?
I was the only one who caught you negotiating terms with Feng Qin, otherwise I wouldn't have believed you had such a big appetite.
Thinking of this, he became more confident.
"Haha, don't worry, there are some things that we all know well. I don't ask too much. A song as good as "The Wind Rises" will do. I promise it will only be this once and I will keep it secret."
Wen Zheng squinted at the playful and smiling Zhao Lei, feeling confused.
He lit a cigarette, put his elbows on the table, leaned forward slightly, and wondered: "Are you threatening me?"
Zhao Lei was slightly startled, thinking that he had angered Wen Zheng, so he decided to be tougher.
He then sneered and said: "How dare I threaten you? I won't discuss this with you. I hope you will consider my suggestion. I am a trustworthy person."
Wen Zheng frowned deeply and fell into thinking.
I did not do anything bad, but Zhao Lei made a mistake at the beginning.
When I gave him a gift earlier, I discovered that he had some mental problems, and now he came and threatened me inexplicably. I had to ask him to get a checkup later.
We need to take another look at Ge's matter to prevent him from really having problems and causing waste.
Thinking of this, Wen Zheng said in a deep voice: "Well, you go back and calm down first, and we will talk about the song later. I still have something to deal with now and I need to hurry up."
When Zhao Lei was rejected, his eyes turned cold and he stared at Wen Zheng, who was writing at the desk.
Seeing that Wen Zheng had no intention of changing his words, he felt that his self-esteem had been severely damaged, so he turned around and left.
Wen Zheng just felt baffled.
On the same day, he sent the compiled piano music and guzheng music to Zhang Ming.
The other party happily gave him a full 100,000 yuan, and said some words of thanks, and the matter finally came to an end.
Later, Wen Zheng found Zhao Qiuxing and specifically asked about Zhao Lei's situation.
Zhao Qiuxing smiled and gave his evaluation: "Zhao Lei is quite talented, but he is unreasonable. He has had two agents."
Wen Zheng asked again about the suspension of the singing competition.
Zhao Qiuxing only said: "At present, it is a bit difficult to recover, but this has nothing to do with you. The boss has specifically told you that you don't need to worry about these things."
Wen Zheng spread his hands and could only say goodbye.
Before going home.
Wen Zheng was thinking about having a patient chat with Zhao Lei. If the person didn't have any big problems, giving him another song wouldn't be a big problem.
Anyway, the company also hopes that its artists will become popular, so this is nothing to him.
Unexpectedly, when he came to the door, he learned that Zhao Lei had already gone home after getting angry at his agent for no reason.
Wen Zheng had no choice but to leave work early.
I had just driven home and was thinking about what to eat for dinner when the phone rang with an unknown number.
Wen Zheng thought it was a harassing call, so he hung up subconsciously.
As a result, the other party called again.
Wen Zheng picked up the phone and asked, "Who is it?"
There was a burst of sickening laughter on the phone, and then someone said:
"Win-Sang, my name is Eguchi Keikawa. We met in the school auditorium. I wonder if we can have a little chat in the evening? I would like to ask some questions about music theory."