"Drink tea!"

Cheng Yan and Yin Nuxia walked up with a glass teapot and a stack of teacups.

Yin Nuxia quickly arranged the teacups, and Cheng Yan poured the tea next to each other.

Everyone thanked them one after another.

"The tea is not good, don't mind. Cheng Yan said.

"Where, where, you're too polite. Feng Han said.

"Hmm. Cheng Yan nodded and responded lightly, she said politely, "Then you enjoy it slowly, and I'll pour it over there." ”

"Thank you for taking such a good look. ”

"You're welcome, it was originally placed there for free for guests, but we didn't open it for the New Year, so we put it away. Cheng Yan put the remaining half-half teapot on the edge of their coffee table, and then walked towards Cheng Qiuya and the little mage with another pot.

Suddenly, a butterfly flapped its wings and flew over their heads.

Yin Nuxia seems to have eyes on the top of her head, and she stretches out her hand to the top of her head with a brush, as fast as lightning!

When she withdrew her hand, she had already grabbed the butterfly, pinched its wings with her thumb and forefinger and held it to her eyes, looked at it, and put it back into the sky a moment later.

Zhu Jiayan next to him looked at Lady Yin's 'cheap' behavior, and couldn't help but be stunned again-

Here it is again......

And Feng Han sighed: "The folk are really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

Lin Yuanwu thought so.

When pouring tea for the little mage and Cheng Qiuya, Yin Nuxia kept quietly looking at the expressions of the two of them.

Cheng Qiuya was a little nervous, she knew that this was a conversation that could change her fate, but she wasn't sure if she would be able to talk about it in the end.

The little mage seemed to be very entangled.

He realized that he could make a lot of money from it, and this money was probably something that he had only dreamed of when he was still in the Panyu world, and he was excited about it all night!

But when the excitement ended, reality sobered him up.

Isn't it all a passing thing? What is the point of more money to him?

Won't it still fall, will it be stolen, cheated and robbed?

In the past, it didn't matter if his money disappeared inexplicably, after all, it wasn't much, he was used to it, but now that the amount of money suddenly became very large, his mood was a little complicated.

Is it possible to find a way to use it as soon as you get the money?

But that's not a small amount of money, how can you use it?

In addition, he can't stay in this world forever, he wants to go back, and he can't take it away no matter how much money he has!

But if not for money, what is he for?

The little mage looked at the surface of the glass coffee table with his chin on his chin and a sad face.

The two sides were polite for a long time, and Cheng Qiuya finally couldn't help but speak: "I think we can do this, if you have a ready-made song, you can take it out and take a look, and then negotiate the price according to the quality." Don't worry, I will never let you suffer in terms of price, and you don't have to worry about being Cheng Yun's sister and being embarrassed to ask for a price or something. ”

After a pause, she said: "And if you want to cooperate with singers in other circles in the future, I can also help you match." I will never cheat you or take advantage of you. ”

The little mage hesitated, and said with a tangled face, "Actually...... I don't really care about money. ”

Cheng Qiuya nodded again and again: "I can see it." ”

The little mage glanced at her aggrievedly: "How can you see it......?"

"It's not easy for a talented person like you to be able to calm down at the front desk of Cheng Yun's hotel, instead of shocking the world with his talent. Cheng Qiuya analyzed it seriously, and it could be seen that she was serious.

"......" The little mage's expression was extremely complicated for a while.

"Then what do you think ......" Cheng Qiuya looked at the little mage tentatively, feeling a little apprehensive-

According to the seniors in the circle, most of the talented people are arrogant, and most of them are a little weird. It's best if they can ask you for money, but it's hard if they don't even like it, so it's hard for you to meet their demands.

"Uh-huh......" the little mage muttered.

After a while, he said: "I want to show the songs in my head to the world, and you are the only person I know who was born in the entertainment industry and sings well, so cooperating with you is my best choice at this stage." …… By the way, we know each other, right?"

Cheng Qiuya nodded again and again when she heard this: "Count, of course! We have eaten at the same table and barbecued together!"

"That's right. The little mage said, "I may sing some songs and post them on the Internet, but I will also show them to others, and of course you are the only one who can sing them." ”

"Uh-huh!"

"And I still have some requests, I guess others will find it strange, and I don't know if they will agree...... But since you are the sister of the stationmaster, and you have the stationmaster as a guarantor, I believe that there will be a lot more trust between us than others. ”

"That's right...... Tell me about it!"

"If you're going to use my songs, then an album has to be all my songs, and the naming rights of the album are mine. The little mage said.

"This ......" Cheng Qiuya hesitated slightly, "It should be no problem, many people are now releasing mini albums, and there are only two or three songs in one album." If your songs are at the same level as you sang last time, I'd be happy to use all of them. As for the album naming rights, since you are the songwriter of all the songs on the album, of course you can name it. ”

"I'm going to be your producer too! ”

"I'm going to report this to the company, but it should be fine. Cheng Qiuya said, "A small artist like me brings a songwriter and producer to save trouble for the company." ”

"I won't sign my name to the songwriter of the song!"

"Why?" Cheng Qiuya was stunned.

"I don't want to. The little mage replied simply.

"......" Cheng Qiuya looked at the little mage a little strangely, thinking that these talented people were really strange.

"Whose name is that?"

“…… I don't know, I'm making it up, but I can only make it up. The little mage said.

"You mean by stage name, right?"

"No, it's made up!"

"Isn't a blind name a stage name?"

"No, no, no, I mean, I might write a different name for each song, depending on my mood. The little mage said.

"Huh?"

Cheng Qiuya's expression was even stranger.

"No problem, right?"

"No, no problem, it's your freedom. Cheng Qiuya said, "But in this way, even if you make a lot of good songs, it will be difficult for you to become famous!"

"I don't care. ”

"I felt a hermit. Cheng Qiuya said.

“……”

"Then when you register your copyright, you have to use your own identity, right?" Ms. Cheng said.

"Do you want an ID?"

"Of course. ”

"Forehead......" The little mage felt a little headache.

After a moment's thought, he said, "Is it okay not to sign up for this?"

"Well, theoretically, yes, whether you register your copyright or not, your legal copyright will not be affected. However, we usually carry out copyright registration, because copyright registration helps to resolve disputes caused by copyright ownership, can better defend your legitimate rights and interests, and can provide you with preliminary evidence in the event of a dispute, if you do not register, it may be a lot of trouble. Cheng Qiuya looked at him with a frown, a little difficult to understand what he thought.

"I suggest that you complete the copyright registration so that you don't have to get into trouble with others. Especially since you're still ...... You have to sign the name of the songwriter indiscriminately. Although there are very few people in the circle who steal songs now, there are still many people who cover them wantonly and use them for commercial purposes. She added.

"Okay, I'll think about it. The little mage groaned.

"Hmm. ”

"Then register as the stationmaster. The little mage said.

"Huh, with his identity?" Of course, Cheng Qiuya knew that the stationmaster in the little mage's mouth meant Cheng Yun.

"Hmm. ”

"Why? You have to think about it!"

"I thought it through. ”

"Why? Can you give me a reason? Is there any reason why you can't use your identity to do these things?" Cheng Qiuya couldn't help but start to guess.

"This ...... I don't have to explain it to you, do I?"

"Uh...... Also. Cheng Qiuya nodded awkwardly, "It's me who took the liberty." ”

"It's fine. ”

"The next copyright fee for that song ......"

"It's okay, I'm sure I won't have a dispute with the webmaster. The little mage said.

"That'll do. Cheng Qiuya said weakly, "These are not the scope of my care." ”

"But you are kind and warm-hearted. ”

"Are you praising me......

"Yes. ”

"Thank you then. ”

"We can now talk about price. The little mage propped his chin on the coffee table and looked at Cheng Qiuya.

"Okay. ”

"Do you like any of the songs I hummed before?"

"I like every song very much!" Cheng Qiuya's eyes suddenly lit up, and the little mage's words seemed to give her chicken blood, which made her instantly surprised and excited-

She thinks those songs definitely belong to the genre that 'can be a big hit, but also stay in the wash of time'. It's rare for a good song to reach one of these points, and it's an immortal song to reach both at the same time. She wasn't sure if her aesthetic could represent the public, but she felt that no matter how bad it was, it wouldn't be far behind, right?

Her initial expectation was to get one of them.

But I didn't expect it......

Cheng Qiuya's heart began to pound, she pinched the teacup in one hand, and the green tendons on her hands burst out.

Then the little mage said, "But I don't think a few of them are suitable for you to sing, and most of them are half-finished products, and I have to reprocess them." ”

Cheng Qiuya was stunned and blinked.

The little mage said, "But it doesn't matter, I still have many songs, and they are not bad, or even better. We can discuss it slowly. ”

"Really?" Cheng Qiuya was shocked.

"Hmm. ”

"Okay, okay, no problem. ”

"By the way, I just want to revise the lyrics, and I can also refer to your opinion, you have this level, right?"

"Forehead ......"

"Uh...... Never mind. The little mage was a little embarrassed, "I'll show you first...... I was more satisfied with the translation, I played the piano yesterday and recorded it, it was very rough, it should be called 'sample', I will listen to it first. ”

"Okay, okay!"

"Hmm. The little mage reached out for his Redmi phone.