Trafford's Trading Club

Translator: AlfredoPoutineSoup Editor: DesTheSloth

In the video studio, Cheng Yun, Li Zifeng, the tuner as well as another two employees of Feiyun Entertainment, a senior producer and an image consultant, were standing on one side of the glass window.

They were talking about Cheng Yiran who was sitting on the other side of the window.

A fashionably dressed man about 30, but with a rather feminine look, said, “Emm, just so-so. He just looks like an ordinary man.”

The tuner was playing the demo from Cheng Yiran.

The other musician who was one of the producers of Heaven’s Shadow Entertainment was also listening to the demo. He said, “The voice seems…the voice is not bad, but there is nothing special. Li Zifeng, this is just at a nightclub level. Did you make a mistake?”

Li Zifeng then felt a little embarrassed… He was also listening to the demo for the first time as it was just brought by Cheng Yiran today.

“Let’s see his performance.” Li Zifeng said.

Although, his voice was not strong—Cheng Yiran sitting in the video studio with the guitar in hand looking quite confident.

Just from the demo, it was difficult to let Li Zifeng feel the fanaticism in the nightclub that night.

“Fine, just let him have a try.”

Cheng Yun took a look on his watch and said directly—‘Boss said, just satisfy the work requirements of these senior employees to encourage them to work hard.’

Otherwise, he would prefer those beautiful girls to come here and have a try… After all, they had beautiful looks.

‘We have post-production after all.’

‘We have a tuner.’

As long as their conditions were good enough and if they were willing to spend money on them, no matter how bad they sang, they can still be made famous! Besides, Feiyun Entertainment was not just focusing on singers. They could make movies as well.

They could be the mysterious agent behind those people!

Such as 3D effects plus Sino-foreign joint ventures, then with some foreign actors, a heroine who can save the world, and Chinese style elements like The Great Wall, The Yellow River… Maybe it would not be the wonderful film, but it must be the most expensive one!

So, why not chose obedient girls who were more likely to be famous?

Rather than… this kind of ordinary man from a nightclub?

Cheng Yun couldn’t understand the views of these musicians, but he was still the most important one among them—That was the power of capital.

“Mr. Cheng, please sing something.”

Li Zifeng turned on the microphone, saying to Cheng Yiran on the other side of the window, “Let me know once you are prepared, we are listening here… Just do the best you can.”

Of course, Cheng Yiran only heard the sound… To be honest, this was the first time that he came into such a kind of video studio. Apparently, it had cost a lot of money to set it up.

Maybe he would never come here without that guitar unless he paid for it out from his pocket.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yiran signed slightly—The demo he gave Li Zifeng was played with another ordinary guitar and he had also listened many times.

In fact, it was definitely not good, although he had tried his best while singing it.

But he still chose to take that demo here.

He hoped that these people would not have much expectation for him, or even hold him in contempt.

“Behold! Let my guitar conquer your ears!”

Cheng Yiran gave an ‘OK’ gesture, then closed his eyes. He put his fingers on the guitar, but didn’t sing or move for a long while.

Just as Cheng Yun was about to lose his patience, Cheng Yiran suddenly plucked the strings quickly with his fingers.

Several sounds with a huge impact struck everyone’s ear and attracted all of their attention!

As if it had magic!

The tuner even forgot about the mixer in front. His eyes suddenly brightened, with his fingers tapping the mixer involuntary, and said, “<The War>… It’s the song from Black Leopard.”

At last, Cheng Yiran moved to the microphone, singing:

— Love is love, that silent gesture!

— Resolute and fierce, move without repentance!

— There is a sea in my eyes!

—Drowning quickly those in arrogance!

— Be straightforward between heaven and earth!

— Some people are dishonest even though they understanding!

—Competing with their toying attitudes!

— You are not happy with me, full of expectations!

— Say you, little boy, just come on…

…

Cheng Yiran stopped singing and playing his guitar after his last solo, but his beating heart didn’t stop immediately.

As Cheng Yun mind became clear, he found he had already stood up… it seemed that he had waved his arms with the rhythm while listening to the song.

“Amazing… amazing!” Cheng Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead, saying inconceivably, “I even sweated!”

“Manager Cheng, me too! Hoo!” Li Zifeng also wiped the sweat, half in excitement and half in fright—Apparently, he was afraid that Cheng Yiran’s performance wouldn’t meet his exceptions but he was totally relaxed now!

“You know!”

The tuner said seriously, “He created a concert atmosphere of tens of thousands of people, I was really convinced! Manager Cheng, with my 10-years of experience, he will definitely become famous! Extremely famous! If not, I, I will quit the music industry!!”

“How many times have you said you will quit the music industry?”

The feminine director gave an angry stare at the tuner, but looked at Cheng Yiran inside with fascination. He said with surprise, “Oh, it is not impossible to design a good image for him… If that wildness could be released, it can be very attractive!”

“So, how is he?” Cheng Yun looked at these elder employees that were getting excited on their own, frowning.

Another senior producer nodded, “Manage Cheng, I think he’s qualified. He will be well known someday!”

“Oh, Yeah?”

Cheng Yun nodded; he stood up and tidy up his clothes, “Then let’s get started! Oh… by the way, you, give me the copy he played just now, I will listen to it again!”

Walking out of the video studio, Cheng Yun touched his chin, muttering to himself, “This time… did we get a treasure? Fine, not being a young model is alright, yeah yeah yeah!”

Cheng Yun still couldn’t stop his excited actions, walking back to his office with a happy dance.

…

“Mr. Cheng! Wonderful! You let me know what a real show is!” Li Zifeng opened the door and walked to Cheng Yiran, “Palace level! Absolutely a palace level!”

“Thank you.”

Cheng Yiran nodded calmly, tiding up his guitar carefully—He was really careful with his guitar.

“Our chief inspector is also satisfied.” Li Zifeng smiled, saying, “I think, we can go on talking about the contract.”

Cheng Yiran took up his guitar, saying, “Well, I will consider it as well. And see what conditions you can offer me.”

“It’s alright about the conditions, we can talk about it!” Li Zifeng smiled.

He had seen many musicians that were filled with arrogance.

But he could accept those who were capable and could touch people’s hearts.

“We’ll get in contact later.”

Cheng Yiran nodded and left the studio and the building Feiyun Entertainment Company was located.

…

When he walked alone on the street and looked at the city lights, he took a deep breath… He had never expected that he could be so arrogant when facing the staff of such a big company.

But…

“It felt good…”

Cheng Yiran smiled, then, enjoying the feeling of being pursued! He suddenly reached out his palm, facing the sky. Opening his fingers, he folded his middle finger and ring finger.