Chapter 137 Four Songs

Following the cheerful music, Xu Lan began the first lyrics:

"Knowing that there is no ending to loving you, wishful thinking that you will give me sweetness, having a heart that is powerless and out of reach, all fantasies are written into the song, flying with you and falling with you, feeling and being happy with you, and you want to do too much, but you can only miss it. ”

The lyrics simply sang to Xu Lan's heart, the love in her heart was sweet and romantic, but it backfired, Wei Chengdong's conditions were not good, and Xu Lan's parents also agreed to this matter, she knew that falling in love with Wei Chengdong was a bumpy road, but she was still a moth to the fire.

The lyrics and melody seem to tell the love she is looking forward to, written into the song to look forward to the future, there are too many things that have not been done now, I just hope to try them one by one in the future.

After singing this sentence, Wei Chengdong took the microphone and began to sing:

"Saying that I love you through the screen is thick and ambiguous, sweet like honey around my heart, teased by you, become intoxicated, willing to give up everything just for your beauty, even my ex-girlfriend didn't introduce you to my friends, but I always talked about you, and always mentioned ...... to my friends"

Wei Chengdong has a deep understanding of this song, he knows that this is a story about love, and it is also a type of online dating, knowing that love has no ending, but he is still deeply immersed in it, fascinated by each other, and expresses his heart through the fantasy of love.

After the song was sung, the two were silent for a moment, enjoying the feeling brought by this song.

"Knock knock..."

There was a knock on the door, which brought the two of them back to their senses.

Wei Chengdong walked to open the door, and when he opened the door, he saw the panting takeaway brother:

"Oh, big brother, I've made some calls to you, why don't you answer, I'm climbing the stairs!"

"Huh?" Wei Chengdong's face was dry, and when he saw the sweaty takeaway brother, he was a little embarrassed, and said embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry, the phone just ran out of power and turned off and forgot to charge, sorry, sorry." ”

"Hey, okay, remember to give me a good review. The takeaway guy waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Mm-hmm, definitely. Wei Chengdong nodded repeatedly.

Wei Chengdong took the whole chicken package, put it on the computer table, and said, "Then let's eat first, just take a look at the contract." ”

"Hmm. Xu Lan replied with a smile.

The two read the contract while eating a life-improving supper.

"Full copyright transfer, isn't it? I read that right?" Wei Chengdong almost squirted out of the chicken steak he had just eaten.

For songs with full copyright transfer, it is still rare, and it is generally the kind of contract with a share, especially a song like this one.

"Yes, you read that right. Xu Lan noticed the information below, her face was bitter, and she said, "Look below, this song costs 200,000!"

"Huh, 200,000?" Wei Chengdong was stunned for a moment, and then his face became bitter, and said, "We, we don't have 200,000!"

The two have worked hard for a few years, and they only have about 120,000 yuan in savings, although the monthly salary is relatively not low, but they can't stand the cost of living and music!

As we all know, living in a fast-paced city, earning 5,000 a month is not enough to do anything, enough to spend is good, food, clothing, housing and transportation, everything costs money.

"What then? or ..... I'm asking my friend to borrow money?" Wei Chengdong said with some hesitation, he really didn't want to give up this song.

"Your friend, forget it, there aren't that many people to borrow from them. Xu Lan shook her head and said.

His friends are not rich and noble, they are all ordinary people, it is okay to borrow three or five thousand, but it is impossible to borrow one hundred and eighty thousand at once.

"Hey, my parents don't have much money, so it's not enough to ask for some estimates. Wei Chengdong couldn't even eat the chicken steak, and he looked a little sad.

"My parents won't be there. Xu Lan's mouth pursed, her parents didn't like Wei Chengdong in the first place, and they still wanted money?

After a deep groan, Xu Lan pursed her lips and said, "Or, why don't we contact Mr. Hanyang first?" ”

"This, how accommodating. Wei Chengdong smiled bitterly: "Everyone clearly marks the price, and this song is really worth the price in my opinion." ”

"I'm not talking about bargaining. Xu Lan sighed lightly and said, "I mean, let's contact him and ask if we can pay in installments, just like buying a house, give him a down payment first, and then return the rest to him within the year." ”

"Okay, then ask, I'll add him as a friend. Wei Chengdong's eyes lit up.

I found Hanyang's penguin account on the mailbox and added friends, I thought it was late today, and Mr. Hanyang might rest, but I didn't expect that after two minutes of application, the friend was approved.

This couldn't help but make Wei Chengdong's heart skip a beat, he glanced at Xu Lan, and under her gaze, he opened the dialog box and typed in a row of words:

"Hello Mr. Hanyang, we watched your songs, and they are really well written. ”

"Hmm. ”

"By the way, what's the name of this song?" asked Wei Chengdong.

The title of the song?

Zhang Han was slightly stunned, glanced at the email information, and found that this song forgot to change the file name to the name of the song, so he replied with two words:

"Wen Ai. ”

"Wen Ai, the name is also meaningful, Mr. Hanyang is really talented, thank you Mr. Hanyang for the song, thank you for the opportunity. Wei Chengdong typed with some excitement.

"You're welcome. ”

"Let's get down to business. Seeing this, Xu Lan felt that the other party didn't seem to like chatting very much, so she talked to Wei Chengdong.

Wei Chengdong nodded, a little embarrassed in his heart, but he had no choice but to do anything, and finally typed a row of words in the dialog box:

"Mr. Hanyang, your song is very, very good, and it is worth the price of 200,000 yuan, but we don't have so much money now, I can borrow it, I can probably make up 150,000 yuan, I want to discuss with you, can I give 150,000 yuan first? I will give you the rest of the money in half a year, can you see it?"

When these words were sent, Wei Chengdong and Xu Lan's hearts became nervous.

Their eyes stared at the screen without blinking, and they desperately hoped that Hanyang would grant their request.

After waiting for a few seconds, the two of them only felt like years, and they could even hear their own heartbeats, and finally, a message came out of the dialog box, which made the two of them stunned at first, then ecstatic, and finally turned into complex emotions such as emotion and admiration, just because of the words Hanyang said on the screen:

"Then give 100,000. ”

A few simple words, in the eyes of the two, reveal Mr. Hanyang's freedom and freedom, and he is a songwriter whose money is like dung.

In a word, what made Wei Chengdong and Xu Lan excited, they didn't expect Mr. Hanyang to be so atmospheric and so easy to speak.

"No way!"

After the joy, Xu Lan's eyes froze, she glanced at Wei Chengdong, and said in a solemn tone: "Although Mr. Hanyang is so heroic, we can't do this, like you said, the song is worth 200,000, so let's pay 100,000 first, and the other 100,000 will be paid within half a year." ”

"Good. Wei Chengdong nodded heavily, typed a reply, explained their intentions, and insisted on the price of 200,000 yuan.

Seeing this, Zhang Han smiled lightly and replied:

"Whatever you want. ”

The matter of this song was finalized 'casually', but Zhang Han also had a request, the songs he wrote would be released on the Internet the next day.

After all, Zhang Han just wants to enrich his music library.

At the same time, in a warm-colored apartment-style house, Midou, a young girl, is lazily lying on the bed, holding her mobile phone and wearing a high-quality headset listening to recent popular songs, humming while listening.

Suddenly, a prompt tone rang on the mobile phone, Meidou opened it curiously, her eyes froze, and she sat up suddenly:

"Wow! so fast?"

Because she saw the email that Hanyang gave her, she hurriedly clicked in to read it, and when she saw the name of the song, she was slightly stunned:

"9420?The name of the song is so special, why don't you call it just love you? But it's okay, it looks quite attractive, listen to the song first! ”

Meidou smiled and clicked on the accompaniment and other documents.

After watching it a few times, she couldn't help but start recording with the software and try to sing it again to listen to the effect.

She knew that this was a fine song, and she was a little worried, afraid that she would not be able to sing it well.

"Well, the label says that the voice should be sweet, a little thinner, cough cough, then I'll suppress my voice. ”

She cleared her throat and began to sing along with the accompaniment:

"Hand in hand walking on the happy street together, the breeze slowly blows you and I snuggle together, the eyes of love are so warm, this love is like a burning fire, the blazing flame is like a blooming rose, no matter day and night continue to indulge in ......"

"About us... Uh-huh, I just want to say... Hmmmmmmm Yu Yu Yu Yu just loves you... Babbling and babbling, flying with wings... Babbling babbling, Jin Toad as a matchmaker.... One night and one night, a pair made in heaven!"

After singing a song, she hurriedly listened to it.

Listening to this, her expression gradually became cute, and after listening, she opened her mouth wide and said with a look of disbelief:

"Mom, my voice can be so sweet!"

Kamikyo City.

In a very well-decorated big house, the musician 'winter' looked at his computer screen in a daze, and the accompaniment in the mailbox sent by Hanyang was played in the stereo, and after half a ring, he hurriedly plugged in the equipment and sang the lyrics deeply:

"Let me look at you again from south to north, like blindfolded by the Fifth Ring Road, please tell me again, about that day, the girl holding the box and the man wiping the sweat, I know, those summers are like youth and can't come back......"

After singing a song, his eyes were obsessed, he was silent for a while, and finally spit out a few words in his mouth: "Anheqiao ......"

On the other side of Shangjing City, in an apartment house, the musician Brother Xue is singing a song with a look on his face:

"Maybe I can still see your messages on the Internet, maybe the songs I sing are still stored on your mobile phone, maybe I love you buried in my heart and become a secret, maybe I think about you when you miss me, how many times have I told myself that this love has become a memory......"

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