Entertainment: Run To North America, Win Taylor At The Start

being so watched.

No matter what, Jiang Feng couldn't refuse the manuscript submitted by Michael.

Helpless, I had no choice but to remind at last: "Mr. Michael, are you sure you want to show me the new draft?"

A musical score may not matter.

But if this score comes from the Uranus superstar, Michael.

That value will speak for itself.

All that aside, a musician who is obsessed with music.

A score written with painstaking care.

He even randomly showed it to someone like Jiang Feng who he had known for a short time.

And let him modify it!

To be honest, this is not a common trust anymore.

"Of course! If you are not qualified to watch, then no one in this world can watch it." Michael said with great certainty.

The words have come to this point.

It would be inappropriate for Jiang Feng to find excuses to shirk.

"In that case, Mr. Michael, if you damage your manuscript, don't make me angry." Jiang Feng said half-jokingly.

"Relax, I have great confidence in your talent. 21

Seeing that Jiang Feng agreed, Michael happily stuffed the manuscript into his hands.

After Jiang Feng received the manuscript, he took out the first one and glanced at it. 10

When he saw the title of the song written on it.

His head exploded.

"Billie Jean"

This is one of Michael's many famous songs.

Unexpectedly, Michael actually asked himself to point him out?

"Mai........." After seeing the title of the song, Jiang Feng subconsciously wanted to say something.

But as soon as he looked up, he was bumped back by Michael's expectant eyes.

There was no other way, Jiang Feng could only bite the bullet and continue reviewing the score.

A few minutes later, Jiang Feng asked Michael: "Mr. Michael, the tune of your song seems to be brisk and dynamic, but..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Feng paused for a moment, and continued: "It seems that there is a little thrill of passing by the god of death again?"

"Yes, that's right!"

When he heard the second half of Jiang Feng's words, Michael's eyes widened and he screamed.

"That's right, Jiang! You mentioned the feeling that I've always wanted to find a group!"

Excited, Michael grabbed Jiang Feng's shoulder and shook it vigorously.

Until Jiang Feng was shaken out of breath.

Michael then stopped and apologized again and again.

"Ahem~ It's okay, Mr. Michael, I can understand your excitement."

Jiang Feng handed the manuscript back and said: "Since you have found the feeling, I think you can complete the following content by yourself."

"No!" Michael vetoed it, and said to him with a firm expression:

"It's up to you, I'm afraid, I will ruin this manuscript."

"ah?"

Jiang Feng was stunned by Michael's answer.

Write your own songs, are you afraid?"

"Jiang, please, it's my request to you."

Seeing Jiang Feng's unsteady expression, Michael thought that he was unwilling to continue.

"Don't worry, I naturally have nothing to worry about." After thinking about it, Jiang Feng could only say so.

"Thank you, Jiang!" Michael was very excited.

Facing Michael’s extremely excited face.

Jiang Feng shook his head and said, "I may need a little time to finish."

"Of course! If you need anything, tell me anytime." Michael quickly replied.

Time passed by.

The sun at noon the next day was exceptionally bright.

Villa Michael, which should have been active.

At this moment, it was so quiet that a pindrop could be heard.

Jiang Feng removed his arms from the sandalwood table covered with music scores, and simply stretched a few times.

Then pick up the phone to look through.

Today, Michael went to be busy with the pre-concert surroundings.

Avril Lavigne was invited to an event about music.

Only he stayed in the villa and continued to perfect the score of "Billie Jean".

"I don't know what happened to that girl."

Looking at the 'Come on' message sent to him by Avril Lavigne in the early morning, Jiang Feng couldn't help but murmur.

"Die Jiang Feng! Smelly Jiang Feng! Why don't you message me back!"

In a certain building.

Avril holds the phone in both hands.

He is venting his grievances on the interface.

She had been waiting for a reply from Jiang Feng all morning.

As a result, no news has been received so far.

"I'll go back and deal with you right away!"

Avril Lavigne put away her mobile phone resentfully, she took her bag and was about to rush back.

at this time.

A fat figure suddenly stood in front of her, "Hello, are you Ms. Avril?"

Hearing the sound, Avril looked up in doubt.

"I'm Burt Harold, the general manager of Basker Entertainment. Nice to meet you."

"this is my name card.

Harold smiled shyly and took the initiative to show his favor to Avril Lavigne.

"Hello." Avril took the business card, glanced at it, and said, "What can I do?"

"Well, our company is discovering some very promising titles.

Fortunately, I see you here. "

Harold behaved like a gentleman.

But the eyes that kept looking up and down Avril's figure betrayed him deeply.

Avril Lavigne also noticed the situation, and she felt disgusted in her heart.

"Sorry, I don't need to sign a company for the time being." Avril Lavigne directly refused.

Harold's smiling face froze, and it took him a long time to adjust, and continued:

"I guess, Ms. Avril may not understand the strength of our company."

"We, Besco Entertainment, have a strength comparable to that of Universal Records."

"As long as you join us, I can guarantee that the company will immediately release a lot of resources to lean on you.

He listened patiently to Harold's long speech.

Avril didn't even think about it, and said again: "Thank you for your company's cultivation, but I really don't need it."

After all, Avril Lavigne was about to step around Harold.

"Wait a minute!" Harold stopped again, saying: "Miss Avril, I hope you can make the right choice."

"Don't pick the wrong place like that idiot champion on The Voice of America."

Avril Lavigne was already on the verge of going berserk.

After hearing this, the pot exploded immediately.

The punch hit Harold directly in the eye.

"ah!"

"boom!"

Amidst the screams, Harold's plump body made intimate contact with the ground.

"Harold, you're lucky to have pissed me off too!"

Avril was so angry that she stepped forward and kicked Harold again.

There was another scream.

"Tell you! Take your shit business card and get out of my sight!"

"No matter how powerful Basker Entertainment is, I will never join!"

Wiping her lips and lipstick, Avril Lavigne said word by word:

"Because, what you call the 'idiot' champion."

"I will definitely be able to create an entertainment empire that is countless times stronger than your company!"

"And I, under his command, will open up a wider world!"

"boom!"

Another kick.

Only then did Avril carry her handbag, and she left gracefully under the stunned eyes of passers-by. .