"Ye Fei, there is a record company that wants to buy the rights to our songs. ”

As soon as Ye Fei arrived home that day, Jiang Fan called him to tell him the news.

Ye Fei was a little puzzled, and said into the phone: "They want to release a record for you?"

"Dream on. On the phone, Jiang Fan said angrily: "Give me a record and people are not afraid of losing money?" The name of this record company is Yinjue Entertainment, and it is said that it is transforming into digital music. You know, in recent years, there has been less and less market for records, and immediately after the launch of Monternets, the CRBT business appeared, and several small companies that were previously unknown suddenly rose, and even faintly showed signs of surpassing those traditional giants, do you know why?"

"These companies are quite discerning, and it is estimated that they are buying music rights on a large scale early, which will cost a lot of money. ”

"Huh, you're quite smart!" Jiang Fanqi said: "This Yinjue Entertainment used to be a large-scale company, with many well-known artists, but I heard that the income has been very poor in recent years, especially after the CRBT business became popular, the huge company was squeezed around to buy the songs of those second- and third-tier singers to fill the façade." ”

"Our song isn't that bad, is it?" Ye Fei said depressedly. Could it be that people's auditory aesthetics have changed in this world?

"Of course not, otherwise how would they offer to pay a high price?"

Ye Fei said: "You are not a well-known singer now, what high price can you offer?"

"Twenty thousand. ”

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Ye Fei was a little surprised, although he knew that the profits brought by the copyright of these songs in the future would definitely be more than this money, but in this era when the Internet was not deeply popularized and piracy was rampant, someone was willing to pay 20,000 yuan to buy the song copyright of a young singer who was still in high school, and he still felt a bit fantastical.

"Don't sell it, if you're not very short of money, 50,000 yuan is a bit of a loss......"

"A song is 20,000 yuan, and the use period is five years"

Ye Fei immediately changed his tone: "Sell, but you can't sell them all, choose five songs to sell to them first, and keep the remaining ones that are better, and the money will definitely increase in the future." ”

Jiang Fan said disdainfully: "I see that you are quite short of money! Didn't you say that you will suffer losses in the future?"

Ye Fei said: "If you are a well-known singer, of course you will suffer, but think about it, if you can make our songs on the charts with their channels, your little-known singer is estimated to become hot immediately, and this fame is not something that can be bought with this money." ”

Jiang Fan thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he said: "Okay, anyway, it's the song you wrote, you have the final say, then you send the copyright file back, and I asked a cousin who works as a company to sign a contract with them instead of me." ”

"Okay. Ye Fei hung up the phone, an excellent work is a cow, Jiang Fan is indeed very talented in music, but she has not received systematic professional training, so there are still people who have discovered the potential of these songs with vicious eyes, and they are really specialized in art.

About less than half a month later, the copyright royalty of 100,000 songs went to Ye Fei's pocket. According to the previous agreement, Jiang Fan got 30,000 yuan, but she was not in a hurry to ask for this money, Ye Fei couldn't help but sigh that the daughter of the secretary of the municipal party committee was arrogant, and she didn't even pay attention to 30,000 yuan.

With the capital, Ye Fei's mind became active.

The knowledge of junior high school is too boring, and it is a sure thing to be admitted to the first middle school in the market, after the results of the last midterm exam came out, Ye Yuntian was simply ecstatic, and his mother Mu Qing, who was far away, called to congratulate her son on his progress. Since the purpose of learning has been achieved, there is no need to take the top exam.

What Ye Fei is thinking about now is how to follow the tide of this era and get the ticket to the top domestic stage in the future. It's not the 90s, and although we are experiencing an unprecedented winter, the Internet giants have already blossomed everywhere, and it seems a little difficult to catch this fast train.

If he had been reborn a few years earlier, Ye Fei would definitely go to Hangzhou to find Ma's father, but it would have been too late now. For now, 70,000 yuan is not a small amount, but it seems that it is not enough to do any business.

Ye Fei is not so ambitious, he will start from scratch in the future, he knows that he should never look down on projects that start from a young age, but what is better?

This Friday afternoon, the third grade of the third middle school, which was changed to a monthly holiday, finally had a holiday.

Approaching the end of the semester, the students who have always liked to make appointments to play somewhere during the holidays are out of interest. With only two days of vacation, the test papers issued as homework in each subject can add up to the thickness of a history book. The students complained and scolded the teachers for being inhumane and it was better to keep everyone in school, is this to let people go home and write novels?

Ye Feitian shamelessly leaned in front of Qin Yege and said: "Yege, I may have some other things to do this holiday, it is estimated that the homework will not be completed, or we will do half of it alone, and I will go to your house to find you after you finish writing, and you will lend me the half for me to copy first?"

Qin Yege glanced at him, and then concentrated on packing up his things, as if there was no such person as Ye Fei by his side.

Ye Fei continued without giving up

"If we hadn't come half an hour early on the morning of the first day of school, we would have been able to finish it in half an hour." ”

Qin Yege knew that if he ignored him, he might keep talking, so he said, "There are two points that I won't agree with. ”

"Which two?"

Qin Yege said lightly: "First, go to my house, and second, copy homework." ”

Ye Fei touched his nose and said stupidly: "Why are you so stingy, I won't die if I copy my homework." ”

Qin Yege ignored him, put the materials needed for the last vacation into his schoolbag, and left the classroom without looking back.

Ye Fei, who was ruthlessly rejected, still had hope, he saw that Dong Xingqi hadn't left yet, so he hurriedly trotted over and sat opposite her, and said with a smile: "Xingqi, I have something to do during the holidays, can I borrow a copy after the holiday homework is written?"

Dong Xingqi didn't raise his head and said, "Yes." ”

Ye Fei is ecstatic! In the end, he is still a good friend who grew up together, what a hardship to see the truth!

Then Dong Xingqi kept his previous posture unchanged, stretched out his right hand and said, "Give money, ten yuan for a roll." ”

Depend on!

Ye Fei said depressedly: "The relationship between the two of us, does it hurt my feelings to talk about money? I really have something, otherwise you see where I copied my homework after I came to No. 3 Middle School." ”

Dong Xingqi raised his head, looked at him with a look of contempt, and said, "What can you do, go to the Internet café with Sui Hongyu and them? You can go to the Internet café for two yuan an hour, right? Then the holiday homework is the fruit of my labor, is it too much to charge you ten yuan per paper?"

Ye Fei defended: "We haven't been to an Internet café for a long time, okay, and we go once in a while to finish our homework." ”

At this time, Sui Hongyu appeared at the door of Class 18, and his loud voice was as high as ever: "Ye Fei, what are you rubbing, there must be a lot of people in the Internet café when you are on holiday, and if you don't leave, there will be no place." ”

Dong Xingqi glanced at Ye Fei with an expression of "what am I talking about", picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom with Zhang Jiayi, who was covering her mouth and chuckling.

Ye Fei turned his head and glared at Sui Hongyu fiercely, and said, "What are you making trouble? You will always show up when you shouldn't." ”

Sui Hongyu wondered, "What's wrong with me?

Ye Fei was speechless, sighed and said, "I won't go today." ”

"Why? Didn't you say it yesterday?"

Ye Fei pointed to the schoolbag on his shoulder: "Go home and do your homework." Then he walked straight past Sui Hongyu.

Sui Hongyu scratched his head strangely and said, "When did this guy love holiday homework so much, no wonder he has made so much progress." Or I'll have to go home and do my homework. ”

An hour later, in an Internet café, Wang Bo sat in front of a computer, the screen displayed the interface of the room where the battle game was created, and he muttered while boringly refreshing the news page: "Why haven't these two .......people come yet?"