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Chapter 89 Make an Offer

The reality is the same as many things. They all pay attention to one degree. Excessiveness is not good.

Zhou Chang and her two friends are obviously a little too realistic, and the pretty good-looking girl is very willing to hang on Gao Qingsong.

It's a pity that after sending away Qian Yuanbin, who was annoying to look at, Gao Qingsong, who was at least half a professional, was indulged in Zhang Xiaojian's singing and the band's arrangement.

The twenty songs selected by Zhang Xiaojian are all of a certain level. Of course, some songs are still somewhat behind the top works, but listening to the scene and listening to MP3 are always two different things.

There are a lot of songs that are good to listen to live, but when you go home to download and listen again, it is not that taste.

Zhang Xiaojian’s singing skills are unquestionable. Gu Jiahan’s band has also played for many years with rich experience, even if it is a song of ordinary quality, the performance of the live listening is sensational and pleasant.

Naturally, the atmosphere of the singing bar was completely ignited.

Li Feng drank very frequently tonight. Of course, he can look at these original songs from a professional and objective perspective. Some are ordinary, some are good, and some of them are likely to become popular hits after production.

Of course, these are not important.

The important thing is that lead singer Zhang Xiaojian sings really well.

Every technique is perfect for mid-to-low and high-pitched voices and false voices.

If there is any weakness in singers like Zhang Xiaojian, it can only be emotional.

So Li Feng decided to come to the door personally after the end of this singing club.

After thinking about it for a while, he has rarely done such things in the past ten years. He is a little bit enthusiastic. In his eyes, Zhang Xiaojian is obviously a piece of jade. As long as he polishes it a little, he will definitely shine in the Chinese music scene in the future.

The only question is how to convince Zhang Xiaojian..

In fact, record companies have not encountered such a problem for a long time, because most bar resident singers do not want to sign a record company, even those who play rock, just talk about life and reality, and they will all get it right.

But Zhang Xiaojian is different. Zhang Xiaojian seems to be rich, and it should be useless to talk to him about reality.

Then we can only talk about ideals.

Li Feng, who had formulated the strategic plan in his heart, held up the wine glass again. After a mouthful of boredom, his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if Zhang Xiaojian had become a prey in his eyes.

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Time is a strange thing.

When you are happy, time goes very fast, when you are suffering, time goes very slowly, which is especially annoying.

The time at the Singing Bar tonight is surprisingly fast.

Unknowingly, the hour hand was pointing to 10, and Zhang Xiaojian had finished singing nineteen songs. He took the microphone and said: "The last song tonight is for Gu Jiahan and all the band members behind me, "Deep Buried."

"Bury all unrealistic fantasies, don't look forward to, don't expect."

"Bury all young and frivolous ideals, don't speak, you will be laughed at."

"Bury all the unwillingness in the heart, don't be emotional, just calm."

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"Deep Buried" is Zhang Xiaojian's favorite song, and it is also a song to talk to myself, to comfort myself, and to reconcile myself.

Zhang Xiaojian can deeply feel how much disappointment and hardship Gu Jiahan has experienced over the years.

Every time, she might be sad to want to hammer the wall, but reality is reality after all, and the action of hammering the wall has no meaning. You can only choose to accept it and digest it silently.

This song comes from Gu Jiahan being fired by a bar for the first time after arriving in Jiangcheng.

It also came from her first signing to a record company, and she was hidden in the snow for five full years.

It comes from her handing out small samples again and again, but she sinks into the sea. From her perseverance every second, she has never received a response from the world.

After singing the first paragraph, Zhang Xiaojian put down the wheat, and Gu Jiahan picked up the wheat.

"Deep burial is not deep burial after all,

She began to sing.

Sing her own song.

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The song is over.

There was no warm response before.

The depth of the lyrics can arouse people's thinking.

After a moment of aftertaste, the audience burst into applause without screaming. It seemed that everyone remembered the shock they had suffered in their lives. The taste was really uncomfortable.

Zhang Xiaojian took Gu Jiahan's hand and took the curtain call with the band.

Shi Jin took the lead and began to applaud, and finally someone in the audience began to scream. Of course, there was a smile on his face. He knew that after this night, the singing bar might be on fire.

Entering the backstage, the small band preparing for the stage in the middle of the night at the singing bar stood up and applauded.

They know that after this performance, their next performance will make the audience feel dull, but that is not important, just give the money, at least they have listened to a good song all night.

Zhang Xiaojian exhorted: "Just clean up and I will treat you tonight."

So, even with his friends, Gu Jiahan's band, and the mighty group of boss Shi Jin walked out of the singing bar.

Just before getting into the car, a middle-aged man with a shaggy beard stopped in front of everyone.

Li Feng looked at Zhang Xiaojian and said politely: "Hello, my name is Li Feng and I come from Huating Records. Can I sit down and have a chat?"

When Zhang Xiaojian was taken aback, he had already handed out his business card.

Zhang Xiaojian took the business card and looked at it.

Here Gu Jiahan immediately came over and said in a low voice, "Huating Records is a big company, but in recent years, the singers of the company are only old people who are out of fashion. They run business performances on famous songs. "

When she was speaking, Ye Mozhu deliberately walked away with Chen Ning on his arm to prevent the person in the entertainment industry from recognizing Chen Ning’s identity. Now that the scene has just left, many people did not choose to stay in the bar, and there were too many people at the door. .

Li Feng's attention was all on Gu Jiahan. Hearing her whispered but unconcealed words, he immediately countered: "Little girl, you must know that a thin camel is bigger than a horse."

Zhang Xiaojian put the brand name into his pocket and smiled: "Actually, I am not very interested in singing, but my sister is older. Do you see how good she and her band are? Are you interested?"

Gu Jiahan and the band behind her stiffened slightly.

Singing in the bar for too long, who doesn't want to bubble up in the showbiz to breathe?

Li Feng thought about Gu Jiahan's last "Deep Buried" and said: "Don't say it, it really does, but my main target is still you."

Zhang Xiaojian thought for a while and said, "Well, we are going to have a meal. Let's get together and talk about it at the dinner table."

Li Feng is here to sign someone. He has to climb up as long as he gives a shot. He nodded immediately and said, "Okay."

When he came to the car, Zhang Xiaojian asked casually, "Is your record company's economic situation good?"

Honestly, it's normal, but Li Feng certainly can't be honest. He said: "Huating has always wanted to make boutique records. As long as it is boutique, he will not hesitate to invest.

When Zhang Xiaojian heard this answer, he knew that Li Feng had misunderstood the meaning, and he said: "Let me ask another way, can your record company sell it?"

Li Feng: "..." He suspected an illusion in his ears.

No, brother, I'm here to sign you, you ask me if the record company sells it?...What is this number?