Entertainment 1998

Chapter 28 28, Exchange

He wore baggy black shorts, a baggy black T-shirt, and a pair of classic flip-flops!
There was no need to look at the face. Just by looking at the figure and the dress, Jiang Feng knew who this person was.

Sister Kuan...

Qiu Likuan, a prominent figure in Taiwan's entertainment industry.

And seeing her, Jiang Feng could basically infer that the queen of pop Wang Fei was recording a song here, otherwise this big sister would never appear here.

"The boy is good-looking, quite handsome!"

She was a female hooligan to begin with, and when she saw a handsome guy like Jiang Feng, she immediately stopped, walked around him twice, and looked him up and down.

"No. 43 Baojia Street?"

At this moment, the No. 43 Baojia Street that Qiu Likuan was talking about was not the rock band founded by Wang Banbi, but the Central Conservatory of Music.

"No!" Jiang Feng smiled and shook his head.

"I'm a student in the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy. I'm a sophomore this year."

"Department of Performance..., can you write songs?" Qiu Likuan, who was originally a little interested, frowned at this time.

"will not!"

"No..., no, what are you bragging about? You said that a song you composed is worth 3 RMB?" Qiu Likuan laughed angrily and wanted to reach out to pinch Jiang Feng's face.

This face is so tender.

However, Jiang Feng dodged faster, and just as she stretched out her hand, his body quickly retreated.

"Wow, you're quite agile. Good!" At this time, the fat Qiu Likuan became more interested in Jiang Feng.

"Um…"

However, Jiang Feng quickly changed the subject.

"Ma'am, I can't write songs, but I can hum them. And I think my humming is pretty good. I think my fans will like it."

"Ha ha…"

The sudden laughter startled Jiang Feng, who was about to compete with Qiu Likuan in wits and courage. His buddy was determined to earn enough money to record the music master tape today.

"Haha..., sorry, Sister Kuan, this kid is so funny, I can't help laughing." The woman who walked out of the recording studio was tall, 1 meters tall, but at this moment, she was smiling with her lips slightly covered.

"Oh..., Afei, isn't the song right?"

"Yes, I plan to choose from the more than 100 songs prepared for me by EMI to see which song is more suitable for me." At this point, Wang Fei, who came out of the recording studio, paused and smiled:

"Let's go, Sister Kuan. It looks like we won't be able to record today."

"Where's Xiao Dou?"

"He... he said that he wanted to get together with some friends and look for some inspiration to see if he could help me write a song." Wang Fei said this casually, and then walked directly towards an orange Beetle parked in the alley.

"Sister Fei, I'm your fan, and I still have posters of your music albums in my dormitory.

I want to sell you a song, I wonder if you need it..."

"LOL, really?"

Perhaps the two words "humph" just now completely hit Wang Fei's funny bone. The beautiful woman who was smiling brightly finally stopped and turned to look at Jiang Feng.

“Are you my fan?”

"Correct."

"Produce the evidence?" Standing in the alley, the tall Wang Fei stretched out her hand towards Jiang Feng.

"pui micro side Wang Luqin micro busy knot dyun
I have the Lin Cang family eight relatives

Wood ash mulberry finally shakes tin
Night rain always hits early in the morning
......"

Jiang Feng hummed a few words in broken Cantonese when Wang Fei interrupted him with a smile.

"You didn't lie to me, you are indeed my fan. Tell me, why do you want to sell me songs?" "I want to record a music album with 10 songs, but I have no money, so I was thinking, can I earn the money for producing the music album from you." Jiang Feng said this very frankly, because I have seen many interviews with this beauty in my previous life, and she has said more than once that I am most afraid of hypocrisy and affectation.

"Um…"

After hearing the reasons given, the tall Wang Fei lowered her head and thought for a while, then said, "Just hum a song. If the song you hum really satisfies me, I will ask Yadong to help you produce a music album."

"it is good!"

Seeing Wang Fei agreed, Jiang Feng was in a good mood and asked immediately.

"Sister Fei, do you prefer Cantonese, English, Japanese or Mandarin? How about I learn a few sentences in Korean for you?
Well, there is also the style of the songs. Do you like rock, blues, country music, or pop?"

"You know all of these?"

Before Wang Fei could ask, Qiu Likuan, who was standing nearby, spoke in surprise.

Just now I thought this kid was just joking, or wanted to attract the attention of me and Wang Fei. Even if I can't recruit him as a member, at least I can introduce him to people in the circle and help him avoid detours in his struggle.

Could it be that I really had made a mistake?

Just as he was thinking about it, Qiu Likuan saw Jiang Feng shook his head very firmly.

"Neither!"

"Get out, get out... If you don't get out, I will beat you up, believe it or not." Qiu Likuan felt insulted. After so many years in the circle, no one had ever dared to tease her like this.

No, why are you pretending to be so cool!

"Ha ha…"

But Wang Fei laughed even louder than before.

"Sister Kuan, don't, don't be angry, I think this young man is so interesting, haha..."

Holding the Beetle parked on the roadside with his hands, Wang Fei laughed for a long time before he straightened up and said, "It's in English, lyrical, easy to sing, and it suits my voice."

"Um…"

After thinking carefully for a while, Jiang Feng coughed twice, cleared his throat, and began to sing:
“well i wonder could it be
when i was dreaming about you baby
you were dreaming of me
call me crazy
......"

To be honest, at the beginning, Wang Fei just felt that the boy in front of her was very handsome and interesting, and what he said was always so unexpected, so she just wanted to play around and listen to what he would sing.
After all, humorous and handsome boys are always popular with women.

However, as she listened, she suddenly felt that the song sung by the boy was very interesting, with a delicate style, deep emotions, and a beautiful and moving melody that was almost unforgettable.

I felt like I was a person sipping coffee, sitting in a street shop, watching people coming and going at night, and my own shadow was also among them.

Don't say that nostalgia is so thorough. Sometimes it seems too perfunctory and too hypocritical. The people and things in the past are all like the roar of dust, and they are gone with the waves in the music. Too many things seem clearer and more emotional. If one day, this is everything, just at that moment, I will be intoxicated and don't want to think about anything. Dewdrops hit the leaves, just taste a drop, it's enough...

"Sister Fei..."

"Sister Fei, why are you crying?"

After finishing the song, Jiang Feng felt that he performed well, at the level of a microphone master in KTV. He was just about to ask Wang Fei if his interpretation of the song was okay.

If possible, we can settle our accounts. You give me the money and I give you the song.

But before he could ask the question, Jiang Feng saw Wang Fei leaning against the Beetle and she was actually crying.

"Oh..., are you crying?
Maybe it's because the wind and sand in the capital are too strong.

You went to college in Beijing, and you know that there are always some sandstorms in May and June."

Wang Fei, who usually wouldn't reveal his true emotions in front of others, turned his head and wiped the corners of his eyes with the tissue in his pocket.

"Okay, come with me."

"Oh, by the way, what's your name?"

"Jiang Feng is a student of the 1996 undergraduate class of the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy. His homeroom teacher is Ms. Cui Xinqin." Jiang Feng said in a happy mood.

(End of this chapter)