Azure is waiting for the smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you

Cooking smoke rises thousands of miles across the river

At the bottom of the bottle, the book is engraved to imitate the elegance of the previous dynasty

Just when I was foreshadowing to meet you

Azure is waiting for the smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you

The moonlight was salvaged and fainted

Such as the hand-me-down blue and white porcelain is beautiful

You've got a smile in your eyes

It's really just the time of a song, and the lyrics of the whole song were written by Qin Luo on the spot.

Seeing the full version of "Blue and White Porcelain", Jay Chou's eyes lit up, and he had a longing for it.

"I want this song!" Dong Chou stared at Qin Luo with burning eyes, and said bluntly, "No matter what conditions you make, I will buy it!"

Although Zhang Yu also felt that "Blue and White Porcelain" was a little unexpected, he didn't expect that Dong Chou would value it so much and be determined to win.

"Hehe, King Zhou Tian's words are serious. Qin Luo said with a smile, "King Zhou Tianwang can take a fancy to the songs I wrote, which is also a recognition for me. I can't cut my love for the song "Snail", but I can give this song "Blue and White Porcelain" to Dong Chou. ”

When Dong Chou heard this, he was first happy, and then frowned slightly, he knew that there was no free lunch in the world, and such an excellent song was given to him for nothing, he didn't believe it.

Originally, if you bought the copyright and released the single yourself, you could spend a certain amount of money and just treat it as a transaction.

But if it was really Qin Luo's gift, then it would be equivalent to 'owing' Qin Luo a favor.

Favors are like debts.

In the entertainment industry, personal debts are more of a test of human nature than money exchanges.

Although Dong Chou is unwilling to 'owe' Qin Luo a favor because of a song, he likes this "Blue and White Porcelain" very much, and he is determined to win, and he really can't give it up.

"You don't have to send it. At present, the highest song copyright fee in China is 5 million for a song, and I will buy the music copyright of your song "Blue and White Porcelain" according to 5 million per song. Zhou Dong proposed.

"Zhou Tianwang's price is very fair, but it is not attractive to me, and I am not short of these 5 million. Qin Luo didn't accept the money transaction, "This song is priceless to me, but I am willing to give it to King Zhou Tian." ”

"In my opinion, each capital has its own 'master', and I think the most suitable owner for this "Blue and White Porcelain" is Zhou Tianwang. ”

"I also believe that this "Blue and White Porcelain" can become popular all over the country and become a classic song in the name of King Zhou. ”

Chou Dong pondered for a while, and finally couldn't resist the temptation of "Blue and White Porcelain", he also felt that he was really the 'master' of "Blue and White Porcelain", and in his own hands, this song could truly become a classic.

"Okay, I'll take your song, and I'll make you a friend. A kind smile appeared on Dong Chou's face.

For Zhou Tianwang, who stands at the top of the pyramid of the domestic entertainment industry, his friendship is a very important connection for any star.

This is also one of the purposes for Qin Luo to choose to give away for free instead of money transactions, and it is much more cost-effective to obtain the friendship of King Zhou Tianwang than 5 million.

Friendship was reached, and then King Zhou took the initiative to invite Qin Luo to visit his personal studio and various sports cars in his collection.

When Qin Luo saw the sports car, he subconsciously touched his right shoulder, the contusion had not healed yet, and occasionally there was a faint pain, all of which were caused by the sports car.

After the visit, King Zhou, as the host, gave Qin Luo a warm welcome.

After the meal, it was already dawning, and Qin Luo was about to say goodbye and leave, when Zhang Yu called and said that the three musicians had already arranged the song of "Blue and White Porcelain".

"Let's go and have a look. "Dong Chou invited again.

Qin Luo didn't expect the speed of the three musicians to compose the music, and it only took half an afternoon to match the lyrics to the tune.

With curiosity and anticipation, he nodded, "Then let's go and have a look." ”

Back in the recording studio, the three musicians were pointing and drawing on the lyrics, looking very engrossed.

Seeing Dong Chou and Qin Luo coming in, the three of them stood up, looking at Dong Chou with joy and excitement on their faces, "Each of us composed a separate tune for this "Blue and White Porcelain". ”

"Oh?" Dong Zhou was a little surprised, glanced at Qin Luo, and saw that there was nothing unusual about him, so he looked at one of them and said, "Brother Zhen, let's listen to the music you composed first." ”

Brother Zhen understood, made a few clicks on the operating table, and played a recorded tune, the singing skills are average, after all, it is just a song sample, "The plain embryo outlines, the blue and white brushstrokes are thick and light, the bottle body is depicted, the peony is just like your first makeup, the sandalwood, I know what is going on through the window, and the pen is on the rice paper, so far half of it is ......"

A few words were added in the middle, and a few words and phrases were changed.

Brother Zhen introduced by the way: "The popularity factor of this song is relatively strong, and the lyrics have been slightly changed, but they are just imaginary words, and the changes are not big, and they are still original." ”

Dong Zhou listened calmly until the song sample was played, and there was nothing unusual, but he looked at Qin Luo beside him, "What do you think?"

After all, the lyrics were written by Qin Luo, and if the song is played, I just want to ask his opinion.

Qin Luo frowned and shook his head when he heard this, and said bluntly: "It's not good, the pop elements are too much, so that the whole song has no ancient rhyme and ancient flavor, which is not in line with the Chinese artistic conception of the song itself." ”

Brother Zhen couldn't listen to it anymore, so he came back directly and said, "But this is pop music." If it's not popular and the melody isn't catchy, how can it be called pop music?"

"This is Liu Zhen, a composer who has written four tunes for Dong Chou. Seeing that the atmosphere was not quite right, Zhang Yu took the initiative to stand up and introduce Brother Zhen's identity to Qin Luo, so as not to collide with each other.

Brother Zhen swore and said: "I promise, if you use my soundtrack, this song will definitely be popular!"

Dong Zhou's face pressed his hand on him calmly, "Brother Zhen, don't worry, sit down first, and let Qin Luo listen to another song." ”

Chou Dong's face, Brother Zhen must be given, he didn't speak, sat down and listened.

Zhang Yu looked at another musician, and saw that he had made a few strokes on the operating table, and introduced by the way: "The Chinese style of the following song is relatively strong, and the melody is very distinctive. ”

The music sounded, this time it was a bel canto singing, the charm was okay, but the melody was not good!

Anyway, Qin Luo listened to it for a long time, and he was not interested at all, and his brows furrowed even deeper: "This tone is not good, it is too obscure, and I can't feel the charm of Huaguo style at all." ”

Dong Zhou's face was as usual: "Then listen to it again, the last one?"

"Well, our team made three songs, and this is the last one. Zhang Yu said.

As a result, the musician said: "I'll play and sing by myself, I'm not satisfied with what was recorded in the sample because I'm in a hurry." ”

As he spoke, he walked over, picked up a guitar, and sang while playing, "Azure color, waiting for the smoke and rain, and I'm waiting for you!"

He brought up the latter word and used it in the first sentence, and he used a style that leaned towards rock 'n' roll.

After he finished singing, Zhang Yu looked at Qin Luo and said, "How?"

Qin Luo took a deep breath and said amazingly: "It's not good." I kind of regretted it, and I was really disappointed with this level of composition. ”