Chapter Ninety-Five: The Art Examination

A song fell.

"Menghan!" Zhang Xiaozi wiped away his tears, and ran towards Wang Menghan, "Great, really good." ”

"I'll just say, you've been holding back for so long, it turns out that you're making another big move, this song just now can almost reach the top of this year's music charts!"

"You're amazing!"

Zhang Xiaozi hugged Wang Menghan, and there was a scream, as if he was a fan who saw his idol.

made Wang Menghan look helpless, "Xiaozi, I wrote this." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaozi suddenly let go of Wang Menghan, "Then where did you get this tune? I haven't heard the same or similar tune." ”

Wang Menghan took the phone over and slid it a few times, "Look, this is what Chen Yun just sent me, these four tunes were composed by him just now, I have seen them, and each one is the best of the best." ”

While speaking, Zhang Xiaozi picked up the mobile phone and read it one after another, "Menghan, the Chen Yun you are talking about is the handsome guy who drove McLaren to pick you up before?"

"You said he wrote it in a few minutes?!"

"And composed four palace-level tunes in a few minutes?!"

She stood up and touched Wang Menghan's head, "I don't have a fever." ”

Wang Menghan slapped her hand away, "What I said is true." ”

"So what now, let's use it?"

"I don't really want to, after all, I signed a contract, if I really release a song, the copyright should go to Huaying, even if there is a lawsuit at that time, I am afraid I will not be able to get the copyright back. ”

Zhang Xiaozi snorted coldly, "These four songs, according to me, can't be given to them, let's hurry up and finish filling in the words, I'll go to the supervisor, open a special contract, and don't release the copyright." ”

She straightened her chest and said proudly: "An, the thing is good, our waist will be hard!"

"Good!"

At that moment, Wang Menghan began to fill in the lyrics, and at the same time, while filling in the lyrics and singing, Zhang Xiaozi intercepted a few clips and sent them to the supervisor, who was also shocked after listening to it!

On the same day, the supervisor found the upper-level manager, and the manager kept shaking his head after listening, and then when he heard that Wang Menghan wanted to keep the copyright, his face turned gloomy.

"Xiao Sun, this, I'm afraid it's inappropriate. ”

"Manager Su, there is no way, I also said it, but Wang Menghan said that these four songs were not written by her, so if you want to send songs, you can't hand over the copyright. ”

After hearing this, Manager Su's eyes rolled, "Xiao Sun, you have been here for so many years, you should know that our Huaying has always attached great importance to copyright, and the copyright contract must be signed by someone above the manager, but what, I happened to be on a business trip recently, so do you know what I mean?"

"I understand, of course I understand, I'll sign this contract. After Director Sun heard this, he nodded again and again, this is also a small trick of Huaying, and everyone at the top knows it, but the level of Zhang Xiaozi and Wang Menghan will definitely not understand, "I'll draw up a contract right away and let them sing first." ”

After seeing the supervisor go out, the corner of Manager Su's mouth raised a sneer, he has been in Huaying for so long, and he has not heard of not paying the copyright, the artist signed by Huaying, you can leave Huaying, but you also want your work back?

Delusion!

Funny!

Huaying has been eating human blood steamed buns for a day or two.

This way.

Wang Menghan and Zhang Xiaozi received a notice from the supervisor, and it was another all-nighter.

I don't know why, Wang Menghan is like a spring of thought, and the speed of filling in the words is extremely fast, as if the song has appeared in her mind when she played it on the piano before.

After one night, Wang Menghan was extremely tired, and fell asleep directly on the desk with Zhang Xiaozi.

On the table, there were four songs.

"Moonlight That Year"

"Nine Days of Fengyue"

"Yo My Heart"

"Remembrance"

Dragon Pavilion.

When Chen Yun got up in the morning, he transferred a few actors from Jiangcheng University of Arts from Shengtian to give the two little girls special training on the last day.

For a day, Chen Yun was also watching from the side, and looking at the good state of the two, he was also quite relieved.

Then it was time for the mules and horses to come out and slip away.

Early in the morning, Chen Yun drove a Mercedes-Benz big G and walked towards Jiangcheng University of Arts with two girls.

"Did you bring everything with your admission ticket and ID card?"

"Don't be nervous, you know? you're the best. ”

"Okay, brother. Chen Mengmeng looked at Chen Yun and immediately pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother, look at you now, you are just like the parents of an elderly child, where is there a big boss, besides, my parents have already told me these things in the morning." ”

She naturally felt that there was no problem, but now that Chen Yun was like this, it made her a little nervous.

"Haha, okay. ”

Chen Yun looked at the two little girls, "Go ahead, come on, when you finish the exam, I will do whatever you want to eat." ”

"Okay!"

Chen Mengmeng thought back to Yipinju's dishes, and her saliva suddenly flowed out.

After sending them to the place, Chen Yun sat in the car and did not leave, and then saw Wang Menghan send the singing versions of several songs.

Chen Yun put on AirPods, and his beautiful singing voice suddenly came, and his songs, coupled with Wang Menghan's lyrics and her passionate singing, simply added bricks!

Not only did it not destroy the beauty of the song at all, but it also made the song go to the next level and made the song more emotional.

"Sounds good. ”

After listening to it, even Chen Yun had a long aftertaste, and his music was rejuvenated in Wang Menghan's hands.

"Chen Yun, have you finished listening? How do you feel? We are now ready to sign the copyright contract, and we should be able to release a new song today. ”

Wang Menghan sent a voice message, and Chen Yun replied a few words, indicating that he knew.

Listening to Wang Menghan's thanks, Chen Yun chuckled, he just wrote these tunes casually, or it was just to test his super musicality and music creation skills.

If he thought, a few or even a dozen songs a day would not be a problem at all.