Trafford’s Trading Club

Volume 2 Chapter 45 Dead

But Hong Guan finally decided to go to Cheng Yiran's home to see what happened.

To be honest, this buddy really has such an opportunity, and he feels that he can be happy.

But what he didn't expect was that when he came to the place where Cheng Yiran rented, he was told by the landlord that Cheng Yiran had moved out.

Not only did they move out, but they also paid off the rent they owed.

"Tsk! It looks like it's holding something in your mouth when you walk, and you're not afraid of falling when you walk."

Just like in all TV dramas, certain plots must be played at a fast-forward speed... Cheng Yiran felt as if he was experiencing this pattern himself.

The image consultant of Feiyun Entertainment spent the whole day arresting him, doing everything from hairstyle to clothes, and even a full spa treatment. He was so stunned that he couldn't even tell that it was him in front of the mirror.

"Sure enough, can side bangs save the world?"

But looking at his new self, Cheng Yiran naturally didn't say a single word "no"... He even didn't find it annoying at all the upcoming classes that he had to take, such as etiquette classes and conversation classes.

The only thing he hates is probably the image consultant's hands, which always like to touch his chest.

Now, he is taking another course in singing skills.

Cheng Yiran's singing is wild and he figured it out on his own. Naturally, it is not as good as those players who have been specially trained, let alone compared with those from the academy.

"Resonance, you must find the place where the eyebrows resonate. Your voice has always been unstable, which means your breath is unstable. This requires more practice! Pop songs are not difficult, but they are not easy either. You have to work hard! "

Since the teacher who teaches singing is paid by Feiyun Entertainment, he also knows that this newcomer is a key target for training, so he will not be careless.

Cheng Yiran is currently enjoying one-on-one teaching... Others at different times are all under the guidance of the same teacher and use another singing practice room.

Singing is the most important indicator of a singer. Cheng Yiran naturally did not dare to be careless in this aspect, although he knew that as long as he could hold the guitar, he had the capital to shock everyone.

But... who doesn't want to make themselves more powerful?

Outside the singing room, Li Zifeng and the image consultant were quietly staring... Li Zifeng dug out the person, so of course he had to be very attentive to it.

If Cheng Yiran becomes famous in the future, he may not let go of the position of manager, "Well, Luy, you really have a way. This guy, after being dealt with by you a few times, has completely changed!"

There is nothing wrong with men with female English names, so Luyang smiled proudly at this time: "As long as it's not like seven taels of gold, I can save you!"

"Then... with seven taels of gold, is there really no way to save him?" Li Zifeng asked curiously.

"Yes!" Luy shrugged and said, "Go to South Korea, let alone seven taels of gold, you can save even a disfigured person!"

Li Zifeng's phone suddenly rang, "Who is it?"

"Ah, that's it, Producer Li, there is someone here looking for Mr. Cheng." The receptionist on the phone said politely.

"Oh...who is it?"

Li Zifeng asked curiously... If it wasn't an important person, he wouldn't want anyone to disturb Cheng Yiran's practice. After all, the company plans to launch Cheng Yiran as a newcomer as soon as possible, and has already begun to plan the date for his first show.

"Oh, this gentleman's surname is Hong. He said he is a friend of Mr. Cheng. They formed a band together and are good friends."

Li Zifeng was stunned... He was at the nightclub that night, and he did have the impression that Cheng Yiran was not alone at first. There was another one who he didn't care much about what he looked like.

Anyway, the highlight of the night was at the end.

"Oh...that's it." Li Zifeng thought for a moment, "Well, you make arrangements and let him go to the reception room, and I'll see him first."

Li Zifeng just turned off the phone, and Luy asked curiously: "Is something wrong?"

Li Zifeng thought about things and said casually: "Well... I'll go for a while. I'll see if I didn't pick up any fish that were caught in the trap."

"It does not make sense?"

"Say it again, say it again."

Li Zifeng walked quickly.

Hong Guan sat a little reservedly... In Li Zifeng's opinion, this condition was similar to Cheng Yiran's in terms of appearance.

"Mr. Hong? Hello, I am the producer of Feiyun Entertainment, so my surname is Li." Li Zifeng sat down opposite Hong Guan.

"Mr. Li, hello, hello."

"Mr. Hong, I heard that you are looking for Yi Shi, right?" Li Zifeng said directly.

"Well, yes, that's right." Hong Guan nodded, "He hasn't shown up much recently, so I'm a little worried about him. Oh, by the way, I found out about him after reading about him in a magazine. "

Li Zifeng smiled and said: "Yi Ran has been busy training during this period, in a closed manner. We want him to concentrate more, so we have made some rigid requirements. Don't be surprised."

Hong Guan suddenly said: "That's right...that's right, that's right. Big companies are all like this...then, are you here today?"

"Oh, he's here." Li Zifeng nodded and said, "He's learning singing from the teacher, and get out of class hasn't ended yet. Mr. Hong, if you have anything to do, you can tell me, and I can convey it to you, so as not to waste your time. "

"This... actually means nothing." Hong Guan shook his head and said, "Just tell him that I have looked for him and ask him to come to me when he has time, or just make a phone call."

After saying that, Hong Guan quickly stood up and said, "Well, Mr. Li, it's nothing, I won't disturb you anymore."

Li Zifeng said coldly: "Mr. Hong, I heard that you were in a band with Yi Ran before, right?"

Hong Guan smiled awkwardly and said, "Actually, it's just a few of us buddies who got together to play. We can't take it seriously."

Li Zifeng suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Hong, would you mind singing something for me to listen to?"

"What?" Hong Guan was stunned, obviously not expecting Li Zifeng to make such a request.

Li Zifeng smiled and said: "Just sing a few lines, it won't stop you for too much time... I think, Mr. Hong, you won't refuse me, right?"

"This..." Hong Guan looked hesitant.

Should he... give it a try?

Hong Guan has never used such a high-end recording studio. For him, even if he breaks any of the equipment here, he will probably have to pay for it for a long time.

As for Li Zifeng standing in front of the glass, and a sound engineer sitting there, they put even more pressure on him.

But I finally agreed...

Even though he made the decision to give up his music dream, when such an opportunity came, Hong Guan still couldn't hold back his impulse.

Speaking of which...if you have such an opportunity, you would be a fool not to give it a try, right?

But it was a bit confusing for Hong Guan... He had given away his bass just a few days ago, and he gave it to a street vendor selling fish eggs.

Destiny really likes to tease people!

Hong Guan took a deep breath. In the previous band, he was the main bassist, but he still had guitar skills.

"I..." Hong Guan took another deep breath and placed his hands on the strings, "I'm starting!"

Seeing Li Zifeng in the other room nodding, Hong Guan began to brew his emotions, and slowly sang one of the songs he sang most often and most skillfully during his years of residency.

He didn't know how Li Zifeng and the tuner who were listening across from him felt, but as he sang, he got into the mood.

I can't care so much anymore.

"It's different, it's completely different..."

The sound engineer fiddled with the tools on the mixing table, "My singing skills are just average, right? A better level for ordinary people... Li Zifeng, what did you find this time? Isn't it good? You said he and Cheng Yiran are in the same band." ? How do you feel, one sky and one earth?"

Li Zifeng was a little disappointed, but not too disappointed, "I'll just take a look. Maybe I can find a good seedling again? But it doesn't matter if I can't find it. If I meet a Youcheng Yiye, it will be much better than expected." .”

"Okay." The tuner shrugged: "Then I said stop?"

But Li Zifeng shook his head and said, "Let me finish singing. It's already started anyway. Idle time is idle... let's not look so ugly when we eat."

"hypocritical!"

"Your uncle!"

If there is any news, we will inform you as soon as possible, Mr. Hong... By the way, we will also convey the news about your visit to Yi Ran, so don't worry.

It's probably just such a polite wording.

Hong Guan did not see Cheng Yiran in the end, and then left Feiyun Entertainment with some embarrassment and walked on the street. Everything was so strange.

So did he and Cheng, as if they had suddenly become strangers.

But he took a deep breath, patted his face vigorously, and was ready to go to work because he had found a fairly stable job.

The most important thing is that the boss is nice and helped buy medical insurance. When his wife gave birth, he was reimbursed, so the burden was naturally much easier.

Hong Guan smiled and suddenly stretched out his hand to the sky, his middle finger, nameless and thumb together. This life-long rock and roll dream was over.

died. (To be continued.)

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