Su Suyuan has only known Chu Qiankun for two days, and she has been shocked not once or twice, she is always surprised from time to time, and her heart is a little unbearable, compared to Chu Qiankun, what kind of person Jie Junyan did she meet before, they are all a bunch of garbage who rely on her father, mother, and ancestors.

She felt that her worldview, outlook on life, and materialist theories had collapsed, which was really unscientific, and she wanted to explode rudely.

Chu Qiankun flipped through nearly twenty pages, and finally stopped turning down, tore off a piece of paper again, then closed the book with a snap, handed it to Peng Kaile, who had been watching him on stage, and said, "Brother Le, you try this song and see how it goes?"

Peng Kaile ran off the stage with a swish, took away the broken paper in Chu Qiankun's hand with a whoosh, and held it with both hands, more careful than holding his own son, for fear of falling and falling. It's also a torn paper torn off a book, and the difference in treatment before and after is too big.

Put the notebook in the backpack, zip it up, patted it, and looked at Su Suyuan quietly.

Su Suyuan touched her heart with one hand, her eyes lit up, and she kept following the black book, even if the book was put into the schoolbag by Chu Qiankun, those eyes were staring at the backpack, as if they wanted to see through it.

"Sister Su, you can wake up. Pulling the backpack to his side, Chu Qiankun was also a little worried, afraid that she would suddenly burst out and snatch his backpack. He felt that he would be very conflicted in that way, and he didn't know whether it was better to resist or go along with it.

Su Suyuan, who was woken up, looked away with difficulty, and looked at Chu Qiankun sadly, with an expression that you are responsible.

"The book is full of songs?" asked Su Suyuan, gritting her teeth.

"Yes!" Chu Qiankun replied lightly.

"You wrote it all yourself?" the muscles of the beauty's face trembled.

"Sister Su, my good sister, don't get too excited!" Chu Qiankun looked at Su Suyuan's face that was a little ruined in beauty, and hurriedly persuaded.

"Whew," Su Suyuan also found that she was a little too excited, took a deep breath, calmed down her good mood, and continued to ask, "Is it really your original?

"Yes, I wrote it. It's not a full book, and there are a few pages left blank at the end. ”

Su Suyuan had just calmed down, and when she heard the words, she suddenly kicked Chu Qiankun in frustration, "Die." ”

And the next few pages are blank, is this modesty? This is a naked show-off. Knowing that you have the ability and talent, so what, is it necessary to stimulate the old lady so much?

"Calm down, calm down, let's not move our hands, ah, we don't move our feet!" Chu Qiankun predicted that these words would be hated, and he slipped away from Su Suyuan's shadowless feet.

Looking at the high heels worn on Su Suyuan's big white legs, pointed soles, pointed toes and dazzling "diamonds", Chu Qiankun touched a handful of cold sweat on his forehead, and said secretly: It's so dangerous, if you don't die, you won't die.

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In Chu Qiankun's low voice and his apology without the dignity of a man, Su Suyuan finally stopped pursuing it. The two sat on one side and listened to the four people on stage play and sing a new song.

Give me your hands and your loins

Let's melt into this rhythm

Don't pay attention to yesterday's sad moments

Ignore unfulfilled promises

Let's swing together, swing together

Forget all the pain and swing together

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Swing together

The strong guitar sound spreads, explodes instantly, the melody arrangement is simple and powerful, and the strong sense of rhythm is vividly released.

The more the four of them practiced, the more they got high, and finally stood in a row, singing together with the rhythm and swaying together, this song is a long drought and a rain for them, and they will not stop if they don't sing coolly.

Chu Qiankun and Su Suyuan stopped sitting, stood up and swayed with them in rhythm. Sure enough, the easiest thing to bring rhythm is rhythm.

Have fun,......

Finally, I was tired of singing, and I vomited.

Peng Kaile walked to Chu Qiankun and Su Suyuan with a few bottles of mineral water, each of them gave a bottle, opened the cap of the bottle by himself, drank most of the bottle with a bang, and sang with a smoky voice, and felt that he couldn't quench his thirst if he didn't drink water.

Water is the source of life, and it is indeed a good thing. Peng Kaile instantly felt resurrected with full blood, and grinned: "Mr. Chu, what a talent, this is another golden song, in the rock world, there has not been such a good song for many years." ”

Chu Qiankun also took a sip of it, although he was not as tired and thirsty as Peng Kaile and them, but just now he shook it together, sweating profusely, and his body still felt hungry and thirsty.

"Brother Le, don't call me Mr. Chu, I don't sound awkward, you still call me Xiao Chu or Kunzi. ”

Su Suyuan also smiled and echoed, "That's it, I feel uncomfortable listening to it, Mr. Chu, it's so sour." I think you should call him Kunzi, it looks kinder. ”

"Okay, let's call it Kunzi, it does seem a lot closer. Peng Kaile wiped the sweat from his face, smiled at the two and said, "You wait for me, I'll come when I go." ”

After finishing speaking, he ran to the second floor, and turned back in two minutes, holding a thing held with a newspaper in his hand, put it in Chu Qiankun's hand and said: "Kunzi, don't say much about thanks, this is 40,000 yuan, and our four brothers are 10,000 yuan each." Just think of it as the royalty of this song, and you shouldn't be too little. If you have anything to record and accompany in the future, you can come to me, we will meet your requirements no matter how busy we are. ”

Chu Qiankun was a little surprised, he just saw the knife thing held by the newspaper and judged that it was money, but he didn't expect it to be 40,000 yuan, it's really good, he gave 40,000 yuan for a song, and it really didn't insult the prestige of the second generation.

"Brother Le, how embarrassing is this, I can't accept this, I say it's a friend, shouldn't I give you a song!" Chu Qiankun was happy in his heart, and he pretended to be very polite, but there was no trace of embarrassment on his face. "Besides, I'm going to give you money to record songs. ”

"Those are two different things, and the recording fee will not be charged. One, I said before that I would give us Su Da Beauty's face and record it for free; ”

After speaking, Peng Kaile smiled at Su Suyuan and said, "Do you say that is the case, Su Da Beauty." ”

Su Suyuan glanced at Peng Kaile and patted the table, "This matter is so decided, if other songs are not worth the price, but your song is not simple, I feel like it is going to be popular when I listen to it." This is a great opportunity for them, if they are so popular, 40,000 yuan is cheaper for them. ”

"That's it, Director Ji Yan, if our brothers are really hot, you two are our nobles. People like to listen to nice words, Peng Kaile imagined that he would become a singer, smiling with chrysanthemums on his face, and there were three chrysanthemums on the side and nodding his head.

"Haha, the happiest thing is your wife, she was chased by you with a broken guitar back then, and now she is really going to become a singer's wife, you see that she still brags in front of me every day. ”

"Haha, the hero didn't mention the courage back then, but now I know that the so-called songs I wrote are all garbage, and no one will pick them up if they are thrown into the stinky ditch. Peng Kaile was sad there, reminiscing about the past.

A few people on the side laughed when they heard it, and the thin and tall man who acted as a keyboard player couldn't help it, and pushed Peng Kaile: "Brother, you have thrown it into the stinky ditch, and no one will pick it up." ”

It's okay if he doesn't say it, as soon as he reminds them, Chu Qiankun and them really can't help it, and they laugh upside down.

"Day, Lao Tzu is such a metaphor, you still hold on to this loophole, laugh, don't blame me if you laugh to death. "Peng Kaile is not to mention how depressed he is.

"Okay, don't laugh, I'm down to business. Chu Qiankun had some thoughts in his heart, and felt that it was necessary to make it clear, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble in the future.

"Originally, I didn't plan to sell the song, but as for this song, I will transfer it to you, and the copyright will be given to you in one fell swoop, which can be regarded as making friends. But I want you to promise me one condition, don't reveal my identity. ”

Chu Qiankun didn't want someone to ask him to write and buy songs every day in the future, wouldn't that annoy him. He is also ready to have the opportunity to open a record company in the future, these songs are his capital, and the value that each song can create is far more than tens of thousands of yuan.

At the beginning of next year, the country will begin to pay attention to the intellectual property rights of copyright, and the download of each song on the Internet will be a large amount of income, and he can also play the game that the singer has cultivated, and the commercial value that can be created in the future is even more limitless.