I Really Didn't Want to Be the Savior

Chapter 20

Sure enough, less than five minutes later, four bodyguards in Black opened the way in front, and a large group of people came in from the door of the night show.

It must be he Jiaqi and his party.

Director Liu led the way and rushed to the lounge with the crowd.

Chen Feng didn't get a chance to speak all the way. Only when the crowd passed by, he vaguely saw a proud figure walking through the crowd surrounded by bodyguards.

At night, many fans, real or fake, shouted he Jiaqi's name to the crowd.

But the crowd did not stop and linger at all.

After he Jiaqi went in, the bodyguards spread out again and didn't let anyone close to the door of the lounge within five meters.

Half an hour later, the wrist finally came out of the door. The makeup was bright and the clothes had a stage style.

At this time, a whole row of security personnel had been standing under the performance stage at night, all strong and carrying hands. Under the flashing stage lights, these people looked like the door god of Nantianmen.

Chen Feng paid attention to he Jiaqi all the way. He still didn't have a chance to talk, but at least he could determine who her agent was.

This is a feminine man who looks quite feminine. The powder on his face is too thick to see his specific age.

Finally, after he Jiaqi had performed on the stage, the man came back alone.

Chen Feng leaned up and tried to squeeze out a silk smile, "hello."

The man didn't react at first, and still walked towards the rest room.

Chen Feng shouted again behind him. He turned around.

"Are you calling me?"

His voice is really sweet. I don't know whether he was born like this or whether excessive estrogen secretion makes his pronunciation strange, both weak and sharp.

Chen Feng nodded, "yes, sir."

"Do I know you well? Has anyone ever told you that it's impolite to greet strangers casually?"

The agent seemed suddenly angry.

Chen Feng was stunned.

Since he began to dream, he first dealt with Baizhen · big men like Zhong Lei in the future thousands of years ago. Although Zhong Lei was very difficult at the beginning, it can be seen that Zhong Lei is good in essence, but he is used to protecting himself with arrogant camouflage color.

Later, Chen Feng dealt with Lu Wei and Zheng Rou, and the experience was obviously better this time.

His previous successful experience made him forget the truth that the king of hell likes to see children difficult. He suddenly met the style of he Jiaqi's agent, which was very inappropriate and unexpected.

"I'm sorry, but I really want to talk to you about something with Mr. He."

Chen Feng usually has a great temper, but this time he has a rare self-control.

The dead mother gun suddenly sent a sanitary eye, "don't you just want to sign? It's so tall. Go away, I've seen a lot of people like you."

With that, he walked forward, squeezed Chen Feng's shoulder and continued to walk in.

Chen Feng hurriedly said, "I don't want to sign. I'm a music producer. I wrote a song and wanted to sell it to Mr. He!"

The dead Niang gun fiercely turned around and squinted at Chen Feng up and down.

The night lights were a little dim, so that the eyes of the dead mother gun looked a little cold.

"I know all the famous musicians in China. But I don't know you. I'll give you five seconds. If you can't say your teacher's name, I'll ask the security guard to drive you away immediately."

Of course Chen Feng has no teacher.

He has decided to give up.

Tried and failed.

As expected, only the disgusting degree of the sun thief was slightly higher than expected.

Sure enough, the world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders.

Chen Feng was silent, lowered his head, picked up his guitar and turned away.

In the evening, he Jiaqi's song seemed very noisy.

Although the agent is very annoying, it can not be denied that he Jiaqi's rock singing is very special.

Her voice is very high and penetrating.

The music seemed to come out of her throat like milking milk.

Chen Feng is really sorry. This rock voice is very suitable for "the night is deep".

"Miss Mai, what are you doing?"

Chen Feng just walked away. The chubby director Liu leaned over when he saw the situation here.

The agent Pooh, "manager Liu, please warn the entertainers in your store. Don't bother me if you have nothing. I'm very busy. Just like him, he sells songs to our Qi? I'm kidding! Cut, it's a waste of my time."

Watching the dead mother gun go away, director Liu turned back and glared at the staff behind him, "who was the man who was carrying the guitar just now? Call him for me!"

The deputy director in charge of the arrangement of today's warm-up singer quickly took out his mobile phone to read the memo and wondered, "there's no such person today! Maybe it's someone from outside? We're carrying the pot for nothing?"

Director Liu shrugged. "Forget it. In fact, I think it's nothing. Other young people have ideals. Maybe they write good songs. No one is born with a wrist, right?"

The person next to him echoed, "yes. But I heard that the agent named Mai Hui was very neurotic before. Sure enough, he was very easy."

Director Liu smiled, "you don't understand. An artist just needs to be a good person and laugh at everyone. But the artist's agent has to do this thing. It's all knowledge, you can't learn."

Here, the middle-level leaders of several lemy bars are talking. Just now, the dead mother gun agent Mai Hui who pulled his tail into the sky is coming out of it at a very fast speed.

As he walked, he said on the phone, "Oh, OK, sister Rou, I'll come out right away. Oh, Jiaqi and I can't work for you."

"We didn't dare to disturb you and sister Weiwei before, so we didn't tell you. If you wanted to talk to us earlier, I'll make a time to visit tomorrow. OK, OK, I'll be right there."

Seeing this, director Liu quickly followed, "what's the matter with Mr. Mai?"

Mai Hui looked up proudly, "Lu Wei's agent, teacher Zheng rouzheng, heard that our family Qi was holding a song club in Lemei. He came to say hello in person and said he would talk to our family Qi later."

The people in the lemy bar were shocked.

Night performers in Hanzhou basically know that Lu Wei, the biggest wrist in Hanzhou and the loudest wrist among the younger generation in China, is in Hanzhou.

Every night show owner sharpened his head and wanted to invite this giant Buddha to come and shake it. Even if he didn't sing, he could just drink and chat there.

However, no one has ever been invited, and no one dares to invite Miss Lu even if she doesn't take the initiative to bring it up.

He is a real big Buddha and can't enter the small temple easily.

Now, although Lu Wei didn't come personally, Zheng Rou, the agent, came to say hello and gave enough face. How can she be ignored.

Inside, a group of people rushed out vigorously, but outside, Chen Feng collided with Zheng rou.

Chen Feng walked with his head bowed. Zheng Rou, who was an agent, had the ability to remember everything. He recognized him first.

"Mr. Chen, are you here to sing tonight?"

Seeing him with a guitar on his back, Zheng Rou thought he was a resident singer.

Chen Fengmeng regained his mind. He looked up and saw Zheng rou. He shook his head in embarrassment. "No, I heard that he Jiaqi was coming to sing today. Come and have a look."

He didn't mean to say that he came to sell songs, but he was rejected.

First, I decided not to find Lu Wei before. Second, I just made a "boring" not long ago. It was not long before I made another complete new song, which was a little too confusing.

Zheng Rou nodded, "he Jiaqi's song is good, but he is good at rock and roll. It's not very suitable for Mr. Chen's folk style."

"That's right, sister rou. Are you coming here?"

"After all, we are landlords in Hanzhou. He Jiaqi voted for Weiwei in the singer selection a few days ago. I came to say hello."