Trafford’s Trading Club

In the studio, next to the glass, not only Cheng Yun and Li Zifeng, but also the tuner and two employees of Fei Yun Entertainment: another senior supervisor and image consultant.

Several people are commenting on the recording room at the end of the glass window.

A fairly trendy outfit, but some sissy... about thirty years old demonic man crooked his head: “Well, that's a normal image, that's just the face of the passersby. ”

The tuner was putting the demo on at this time, and this is a sample of Li Zifeng's questioning journey.

The other musician who accompanied the listener, one of the original directors of Shadow Entertainment, frowned: “This singing is... not to say no, it's not ugly anyway, but there's nothing special about it. Li Zifeng, this is just the standard of a normal nightclub. Is there something wrong with you this time? ”

Li Zifengton also had some difficulty... This demo he himself heard only a little while ago, when the agenda also came, he brought it with him.

“Let's hear him sing live first.” Li Zifeng had to force the tunnel.

Though, his voice was also somewhat understated - sitting in the recording room and holding the guitar in his hand seemed confident.

But listening to this guy's demo alone is hard to remind Li Zifeng of that night at the nightclub, the kind of blood-spraying fanaticism.

“Forget it, they're all here. Let's sing. ”

Cheng Yun looked at the watch and slapped the board directly - to say the least, try to meet the work requirements of these old employees and not discourage them.

Otherwise, he would have preferred to see those beautiful young girls come here to try it out... even if they can't sing, but the image is good enough.

Isn't there a late stage?

Isn't there a tuner?

As long as the conditions are good enough to smash the money, even if the five sounds are incomplete, you can hold it! Besides, Feiyun Entertainment is not the main singer, can't sing, go to the movies!

Just be the agent behind the mysterious power!

What 3D special effects to smash hard, then a Chinese-foreign joint venture stunt, then a group of foreigners to star, then insert a lady who can save the world, then some elements of Chinese style, what the Great Wall, Dajiang Yellow River, don't shoot the best, only the most expensive!

So why not the kind of woman who's nice and diving?

Instead of a... a bar-studded man with a street face at first glance?

Sung Yun doesn't understand the ideas of these musicians, but among these musicians, he can still sit in the middle —— that's the power of capital.

“Mr. Cheng, sing a piece first. ”

Li Zifeng pressed the microphone and said to the inside process: “If you're ready, make a gesture and we'll all listen... try to act better and not hide. ”

Cheng also naturally heard the voice at this time - this studio is truly the first time he has come in. The natural value of building such a studio.

Had it not been for this guitar... I'm afraid there's nothing more he could have done in his life besides pay for it?

With this in mind, Cheng sighed softly - Li Zifeng made him do the demo, he sang it with another ordinary guitar, and he listened to it several times himself.

On the subject, it's just normal, even if he's used his singing skills as much as he can over the years, but ultimately, it's the usual color.

But in the end he chose to send the demo.

He wanted them to have little expectation of themselves, or to put it bluntly.

“Surprise! Let my guitar conquer your ears! ”

Cheng also made an OK gesture, then closed his eyes and placed his fingers on the strings of the guitar, but the person hasn't moved for a long time and has not opened his mouth.

As Cheng Yun waited a little impatiently on the other side, Cheng Yan's fingers were cut off quickly on the string.

A few simple tones, like a volcanic eruption at this time, has great impact! The sound simultaneously impacted into the eardrums of clouds and others, catching all their attention all at once!

As if… have magic!

The tuner even suddenly forgot that the console in front of him seemed, his eyes lit up and his fingers started pounding naturally, subconsciously: “War… this is the Black Panther song. ”

Finally, Cheng Yaran's mouth approached the microphone and sang:

- Love is love, that silent gesture!

- Lei Li Feng acted without repentance!

- There's a sea in my eyes!

- Drown anyone's arrogance, quickly!

- Straight between heaven and earth, straight and white!

- Someone is fooling around with understanding!

- Play harder, play harder!

- You don't like me, look forward to it!

- Speaking of you, sweetie, come here...

……

Cheng Yan's voice stopped, and the guitar stopped after the last SOLO, but the heartbeat didn't stop immediately.

When it came to cloud reaction, he found himself not knowing when to stand up… just now, he seemed to have followed the rhythm of the sound, constantly shaking his arm.

“Fantastic... Fantastic! This is fucking awesome!” Cheng Yun touched the sweat on his forehead, incredibly: “I'm sweating! ”

“Cheng, me too! Hoo!” Li Zifeng next door also wiped the sweat... half was really excited and the other half was shocked - he was obviously afraid that Cheng couldn't live up to his expectations, but at this moment he was clearly relaxed!

“I'm telling you! ”

The tuner said positively at this time: "A guitar, vividly popped out of the atmosphere of tens of thousands of concerts, I was really impressed! Cheng, with more than a decade of experience, he can definitely be red! Big Red! If it doesn't, me and I will quit the orchestra!! ”

“How many times have you quit? ”

As the image guide, this rather ‘gorgeous' man whites up like a tuner, but is fascinated to look at the process inside as well. “Oops, it can't be packaged... if the potential fanaticism can be released, it can be very attractive! ”

“So what?” Cheng Yun looked at these seemingly self-styled old employees and frowned.

In addition to Li Zifeng, there is another director, the older senior director, nodded at this point: “Cheng Cheng, I think this guy can definitely! ”

“Oh, really? ”

He nodded in the clouds, stood up, tidied his clothes and nodded: “Then do it! Uh... by the way, who, give me a copy of the one I just recorded and I'll listen to it! ”

Out of the studio, Cheng Yun touched his chin and said to himself: “This time... you didn't find Bao? Forget it, if it's not a young model, it's not a young model... yay! ”

Cheng Yun still had some bloody feeling of wanting to dance with his hands, and went back to his office all the way.

……

“Mr. Cheng! You've shown me what a real show is!” Li Zifeng opened the door and came in front of Cheng Yan, “Hall level! Absolutely hall class!! ”

“Thank you.”

Cheng nodded softly, but carefully packed his things - he was really carefully packing his guitar.

“Our director was just quite satisfied.” Li Zifeng smiled at this moment: “I think we can talk about your contract next. ”

Cheng also put the guitar on his back at this time and said softly: "Well, I'll think about it first. Let's see what you can offer. ”

“Let's talk about the terms!” Li Zifeng smiled.

It's not that I haven't seen such an arrogant musician… or much more.

But really talented musician, there is a kind of guy who makes people listen and beat the craziness out of his heart, and he also admits to being arrogant!

“I'll be in touch. ”

Cheng nodded and had no intention of staying. He left the studio and the building where Feiyun Entertainment Company was located.

……

When he walked alone in the street, he measured the lights of the city in front of him and took a deep breath... although he said that such a dragging face of such a large company had never dared to think.

But……

“Seems good too...”

Cheng smiled, so enjoy this admirable feeling first! Cheng also suddenly extended his palm toward the sky and opened his five fingers, then closed his middle and unnamed fingers.