Cannon fodder fake master was stunned after being reborn

Chapter 64.1

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After Shen Xingsui finished chatting with Anran, Anran couldn't wait to leave.

The filter he had of Anran's protagonist status was also completely broken. In fact, he knew from a long time ago that Anran was not as kind as he showed. The outburst of hostility was too strong, to the extent that someone as clumsy as him could feel it.

This was the first time he cooperated with Anran. He was a little flustered, he didn't trust Anran very much, so he turned around and went to the monitoring room of Hengtong Building. With a little effort, he got a copy of the coridor's monitoring from the staff. Thanks to the building's excellent security measures, the communication between Anran and Shen Xingsui was completely recorded.

He needed to have this to guard against sneak attacks in the future.

After finishing all this, around afternoon, he went back to the corridor to wait for director Zhang Jiang. Fortunately, at one o'clock, the receptionist notified him, "Mr. Zhang Jiang is back, come in. "

Shen Xingsui nodded, "Okay, thank you."

Shen Xingsui was somewhat curious about this producer who he had only heard of. After entering, he saw a man sitting on a chair. The middle-aged man wore a low-brimmed hat, overalls, and a sweater jacket. He had a messy beard growing. Currently, he was taking a nap on a chair with his legs propped up on the coffee table.

After Shen Xingsui shook his head, he quickly bent down and bowed, "Hello, Producer Zhang."

"You're Suisui, right?" Zhang Jiang's voice was sleepy. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and said, "Do you mind if I smoke here?"

Shen Xingsui shook his head, "I don't mind."

The flame of the lighter lit up the dark room, and the smell of smoke slowly wafted out. Zhang Jiang sighed softly, and then looked at Shen Xingsui, "I heard your work in the recording studio of that movie from two days ago. I think you have great potential. But I heard you don't cooperate with them anymore?"

Shen Xingsui was surprised by this sudden praise from a famous producer. He finally nodded obediently:,"Well, they found someone else. If this isn't rude, can I ask, why are you there?"

"They asked me for help." Zhang Jiang blew out a puff of smoke, "That team is just so-so anyways. Too much money talking."

Shen Xingsui did not dare to answer.

Zhang Jiang flicked the cigarette ash to the ashtray on the coffee table. "Although I think your arrangement is not bad, you also have a lot of problems. Beginner's mistake, mostly. To be honest, I didn't plan to consider you at the beginning."

"However," Zhang Jiang paused, "I also heard of your original composition on Weibo. I think you just lack a solid foundation. You have good talent, just need a serious polishing. This type can be saved, so... here I am, asking you to have a look."

His misfortune led to such a fortune!

"My foundation is indeed not solid, but I can learn." Shen Xingsui showed enough modesty, "Actually, I used a night to improvise the composition of the song "Of Great Rivers". I was in a hurry, so there's indeed some sections that can be fixed. I'm willing to spend more energy and time to polish it up. I want to make good music!"

Zhang Jiang was a little surprised by this declaration. He raised the brim of his hat for the first time, his dark eyes looked up and down the young man in front of him. He originally was just a little bit curious about Shen Xingsui. But this really moved him. He felt that these days, pure artistic type celebrities like this youth have been completely washed out thanks to the power of connections and money.