Chapter 57: Inspiration Explosion

Chapter 57: Inspiration Explosion

Two million for one song.

What kind of concept was that?

Chen Feng had literally never heard of such a thing.

A stable music creator, unless hitting a creative block where inspiration dried up, typically had a production cycle averaging one to two songs per month.

That would mean earning four million per month, and forty-eight million a year.

Rounded off, that was almost a hundred million!

At this point, Chen Feng gained a deeper appreciation for Lu Wei’s good intentions in introducing Ou Junlang to him.

This guy wasn’t just an ordinary rich fool.

Chen Feng’s look towards Ou Junlang changed.

This super easy mark that had come knocking, he felt that if he let this opportunity slip, he would be even dumber than the other guy.

Anyway, Ou Junlang wasn’t short on money; for him, two million and one million were no different than two hundred yuan and one hundred yuan for an ordinary person, neither here nor there.

As long as he sold him the song, it would be giving him enough face and also helping him chase his dream. He’d still be gaining a favor.

This deal was very solid.

Right at that moment, Chen Feng’s phone rang. It was indeed Chen Li contacting him to discuss buying a song.

After hanging up, Chen Feng said their matter would be discussed later; he needed to go upstairs first to talk with Chen Li.

Ou Junlang immediately objected, insisting on going upstairs with him.

As they walked, he pestered Chen Feng, “Teacher Chen, don’t be like this. I came first. Write for me first.”

Chen Feng said heartlessly, “I’m really sorry, but it has to be Chen Li first. We agreed last month.”

“Oh. That’s a real shame.” Ou Junlang scratched his head. “What if I pay more to jump the queue?”

Chen Feng’s foot slipped, and he almost fell.

He put on a stern face. “No.”

“Okay then.”

Ou Junlang said dejectedly, thinking to himself that Teacher Chen had such strong principles. This must be the air a master-level creative talent had.

When they reached the second floor, Chen Li and her agent had already prepared the contract and were waiting.

The others were there too.

The room didn’t have a strong business atmosphere; it was quite relaxed, as everyone present were friends.

“Teacher Chen, you’re here?”

Chen Li’s agent greeted him warmly. “Sit here.”

Chen Feng sat down next to Chen Li. “You’re too kind.”

“Well… Teacher Chen, you’re really not being fair, you know.” Chen Li held back a laugh and lightly poked Chen Feng’s shoulder.

This was already her most intimate gesture with someone; she really couldn’t be as unrestrained as those younger girls.

Chen Feng actually felt more comfortable with her attitude. “Sister Chen Li, I don’t understand what you mean. Tell me, how am I not being fair?”

Chen Li gave a light snort through her nose. “Obviously, I was the first one to buy a song from you, but you’ve already given three to others. I still don’t have a single one. Even if my initial price was low, you could have at least given me a chance to offer more!”

Chen Feng was actually made to feel a bit embarrassed by her words and repeatedly apologized.

“Actually, I really didn’t think that much about it at the time. Price wasn’t the main factor I considered. My main criterion for selling songs is whether they are suitable or not. Those three weren’t tailor-made for you; they weren’t particularly suitable. See, I’ve come to you now, haven’t I?”

Only then did Chen Li let him off.

“Alright, seeing as your apology is fairly sincere, I’ll let bygones be bygones. But you can’t stand me up again this time. The contract is right here; hurry up and sign it. Your next song must be for me. And I won’t take advantage on the price, one million! How about that?”

Chen Li got straight to the point, showing her sincerity.

Even though her tone sounded very confident, she was actually slightly nervous, paying close attention to Chen Feng’s reaction.

This price was the highest limit her company had given her for buying songs. Any higher, and it wouldn’t be something she could decide on her own.

Little did she know, Chen Feng was observing Ou Junlang’s reaction beside him.

This guy had just said he would pay double the price for a song. Hearing it was as high as one million, so he would have to pay two million, Chen Feng wondered how he would react.

Ou Junlang’s expression remained normal, very calm.

Chen Feng was secretly pleased.

Young Master Ou was indeed Young Master Ou, truly having no feeling at all about whether it was one million or two million!

“Teacher Chen, say something, will you?”

Seeing him stay silent, Chen Li urged nervously.

“Oh, oh, oh! I was just recalling Sister Chen Li’s representative works, analyzing your style.”

Chen Feng started talking nonsense with his eyes open.

“Really? Any ideas yet?”

Now, not only Chen Li, but the others were also intrigued.

Chen Feng thought to himself that since he was about to sell three songs at once, he might as well be even bolder.

Anyway, he had already been almost outrageously arrogant today, so there was no need to deliberately be low-key anymore.

“Hmm, I have some feeling.”

“That’s fantastic!”

Chen Li cheered, clapping her hands.

Seizing the day, Chen Feng took a deep breath and pretended to have a burst of inspiration. “Please get me some paper and a pen. I’ll write the first one for you now.”

“The first one?”

“Yes! My inspiration is a bit strong right now. I can probably write three in one go. It will also make up for not selling the first three to you. You can pick and choose later. If you like them all, I’ll sell them all to you. If there’s one you don’t want, I’ll think about selling it to someone else later.”

Everyone spoke in unison, surprised. “Three songs?”

Chen Feng looked very serious. “Yes, three.”

Even Zhong Lei, who knew his talent extremely well, couldn’t tell at this moment if he was joking.

Writing songs wasn’t like writing an essay. Inspiration that came easily could often only be a particular melody segment.

A complete song required rhythm and lyrics that needed to correspond from start to finish. Almost no one could do it in one go.

Even if one could have a burst of inspiration and barely manage it, afterwards one still couldn’t avoid carefully refining it word by word.

Only when there was nothing left to adjust could a song be considered finished.

Throughout history, only those truly great master-level figures could first work out the entire composition in their minds and then write it down in one go.

This skill might look simple, but how much accumulated effort and meticulous work lay behind it, no one could really say.

Although Chen Feng was brilliant, claiming three songs at once was too astonishing.

Everyone both didn’t believe it, yet couldn’t outright deny him.

Chen Feng couldn’t be bothered to explain. Once the paper and pen were handed to him, he bent over the desk and started writing swiftly.

Lines of writing poured out onto the simple notebook like flowing water.

His pen hardly paused, as if there was no thinking process at all.

Several heads leaned in behind him, faces touching faces, eyelids near eyelids.

Everyone did not dare to speak, only daring to silently read the lyrics in their hearts.

When the first six lines of lyrics appeared, all that remained in everyone’s hearts was shock.

Extremely smooth, the rhythm was extremely beautiful, the tempo and emotion were infinitely perfect, and the lyrics carried meaning.

This truly was a pop song that perfectly fit Chen Li’s style!

Not only did Chen Li herself think so, actually Zhong Lei and Lu Wei also liked these lyrics at first glance.

Everyone quietly looked at Chen Feng, who had an expressionless face, his gaze focused, entirely absorbed in writing. They did not know what words to use to describe their feelings.

Ten minutes later, Chen Feng’s hand paused.

“I’m done.”

Chen Li’s mouth was only three inches away from Chen Feng’s ear; she had completely forgotten the principle that men and women should not have intimate contact.

She asked, “What about the music?”

Chen Feng said casually, “I’ve also figured out the complete score. But time is tight, let me simply sing a part for you first. You listen and think about whether you like it or not; we can talk about the score later. After all, we must hurry, before the inspiration disappears, I’d better quickly write the other two songs as well.”

Everyone was speechless.

You’re for real!

Since he had already done it, there were no more reservations, and there was no turning back.

Chen Feng didn’t care about his own clumsy singing skills and ordinary voice; he just started singing a cappella right in front of several music industry big shots.

Admittedly, he sang very averagely, basically just hitting the right notes.

But the people present would mentally fill in the gaps, substituting their own voices into the rhythm of this new song, and a strong impact in their minds arose spontaneously.

Ou Junlang, being the only male present besides Chen Feng, because of his body size and gender, couldn’t conveniently squeeze behind Chen Feng with the others, so he could only watch from across the room.

But at this moment, the look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Feng was no longer the ordinary admiration from before.

He was practically looking at a god!

My goodness!

Amazing!

An hour passed…

During that time, Lu Wei went out briefly.

Although very reluctant, as the hostess, Lu Wei had to attend to guests coming and going, or she would be impolite.

But after seeing the guests off, she didn’t dare to stay outside any longer and ran all the way upstairs to return.

She happened to hear Chen Feng sing the last note of the final song, followed by Chen Li’s loud cry.

“Teacher Chen, I want them! I want them! I want all three songs! I want them all!”

Lu Wei’s hand, pushing the door, paused slightly.

A feeling called disappointment welled up in her heart.

She had to admit that she, who had always created independently, felt jealous of Chen Li’s good luck at this moment.

But, missing it was missing it.

She really wished for a chance to feel what it would be like to sing Chen Feng’s songs with her own voice.

Seeing everyone thoroughly shocked by him, Chen Feng was very satisfied inside.

Since Chen Li had already spoken to take them all, then these three million were as good as his.

The next focus should be the six million in Young Master Ou’s pocket.

He secretly glanced at Zhong Lei.

Stealing three songs right in front of her, he didn’t know if she would suffer internal injuries.

“Ah!” Suddenly, Zhong Lei let out a loud shout.

Chen Feng’s heart skipped a beat, thinking internally that trouble was coming.

But then Zhong Lei ignored him, only turning to look at Lu Wei at the door.

“Sister Lu Wei, do you have a practice room here?”

Lu Wei nodded, “Yes, why?”

Zhong Lei rushed over, “Could you take me there? The impact of Chen Feng’s three songs is too strong for me. Right now… I want to immediately go write a song that truly belongs to me! I was too hesitant before. I should believe in myself more, I should be like Chen Feng, as soon as I have inspiration, write it out immediately!”

Chen Feng stared wide-eyed.

You must be a monster!

What about the promised internal injuries?

How come you’re inspired too?

Even copying you like this can’t subdue you?