"How much?"

The one who cares most about this issue here is Li Yugang, he has not been famous for a long time through the CCTV Avenue of Stars, and his "family background" is still relatively thin. He is not like Phoenix Legend, who has been performing in bars for many years in 98 or 99 years before participating in the Walk of Fame, and has already become famous.

After Zheng Xudong listened to Li Yugang's words, he stretched out five fingers.

"Five hundred thousand, no problem. Linghua leaned on Dong Qing and said magnificently, and Zeng Yi also nodded on the side.

After Li Yugang heard it, he also exhaled a long breath of turbidity in his chest, and finally put his heart in his stomach, although he debuted for a short time, 500,000 yuan was not a problem for him, and he also said: "I have no problem!"

"Dollars, 500,000!" Zheng Xudong added.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" Gao Xiaosong exploded directly on the table, and then turned his head to ask Dong Qing, who was reclining on the lady's chair, and said, "Xiaoqing, did I suddenly have a magic barrier just now, or did I have auditory hallucinations, did he say yen or dollar?"

"Komatsu, okay, you heard it right, Anton is talking about dollars. Dong Qing glanced at him and said.

"I'm going to make it so profitable to write songs now? Then I'll do my old job, I'm not bad at writing songs, really, Linghua, Yugang, if you pay this price, I'll be responsible for contracting your songs." Gao Xiaosong took a puff of his cigar and exhaled the smoke and said.

"Xiao Song, you are doing this in front of Anton, this is not authentic!" Dong Qing knew that Gao Xiaosong was joking, and he had not been short of the $1.8 million over the years, so he said with a smile.

Gao Xiaosong didn't care about Dong Qing talking about him, and said directly to Zheng Xudong: "Brother, although your offer to write a song is not the highest I heard, it is almost the same, and those who are higher than you are the master musicians who write background music for those hundreds of millions of dollars in Hollywood movie productions." If you want those old guys to compose a song, you have to fill in a blank check with others, so people have to see how your film is willing to go out, otherwise these masters are afraid that the box office of your film will sink and slap them in the face. But your offer... It's a little ungrounded, brother!" Gao Xiaosong shook the white paper fan in one hand and continued as he smoked a cigar in the other: "500,000 US dollars, 7 million yuan, I estimate... Speaking of this, he glanced at Linghua and Zeng Yi's pale little faces, "I guess Linghua and the two of them can make up their belongings, after all, they have been working hard in society for a few years." But Yugang... Zheng Xudong listened to Gao Xiaosong's words, and saw Li Yugang hanging his head on the lady's chair, his eyes were red, and he was fiddling with his fingers alone like a fourteen or five-year-old girl who had been wronged. Gao Xiaosong couldn't bear to say anything more when he saw Li Yugang like this, but just sighed "sigh".

Gao Xiaosong actually has a very good personal relationship with Phoenix Legend and Li Yugang, otherwise it would be impossible to get to Dong Qing's house to chat, he thinks he is still a very tall person, ordinary people really can't get into his eyes, hearing Zheng Xudong's offer to write a song, although he didn't say it, he was also very Linghua in his heart, Yugang They were anxious, looking at Zheng Xudong smoking a cigar like him and not talking, the scene was suddenly a little embarrassing, here he is the oldest (born in 1969), he is 41 years old this year, and Mao is 42 years old, although Dong Qing usually calls him " Xiao Song", but that was when he called his "own brother", he was old and the old cannon in the capital was a little stingy, so he cheekily sat down next to Zheng Xudong and pulled Zeng Yi aside, "Go over there and sit!" Zeng Yi was not only a little brother in front of Gao Xiaosong, but also a "junior" in the entertainment industry, listening to Gao Xiaosong's words, he didn't dare to put a fart, he sat opposite Dong Qing's lady's chair, and leaned on it, looking at the garden, and smoking a cigar silently.

Gao Xiaosong leaned over next to Zheng Xudong, his arms were already glued together, "Brother, today my brother is an old man, you give my brother a real price, is the 500,000 yuan the asking price or the transaction price?"

Gao Xiaosong is worthy of being the "old fritter" who has been in the circle for many years, and the people next to him understood what he meant as soon as he heard it, because the people in the circle want a "face" no matter what, and if you give me this "face", it is easy to say anything, and the reverse will be broken. So usually the asking price and the actual price of the performing arts contract in the circle are two numbers, and the asking price is for outsiders to see, and you have to let the outside know that "the identity of the master is here!" But the real price is the internal negotiation price, and it is not a new thing to have a good relationship without money, this real price is like in the farmers' market - bargaining. Look at the relationship, look at the feelings, look at the circle, look at the background, see if the iron is iron, whether it is in bed or not... That's why Gao Xiaosong asked Zheng Xudong like this.

Although Zheng Xudong has just entered the circle now, his economist Scott is a hardcore "old fritter" in Hollywood, USA, who can throw off Gao Xiaosongqi, There are more than eight streets, these Scott told Zheng Xudong, so when writing songs for Adele, Scott repeatedly emphasized that he must say that the asking price is one million, and the actual price depends on Zheng Xudong, if he wants to say it, he will say it, and if he doesn't want to say it, no one will dig it on the ancestral grave, after all, a person's income is a very private matter, and the United States cares about this aspect very much, and some big cities in China have begun to stop asking about this kind of income in recent years.

"When I talked to the British female singer, I asked for a million dollars, but I liked the singer's singing style, voice and profound singing skills, so I voluntarily cut the price by half and gave her the song. Zheng Xudong said lightly.

Linghua, Zeng Yi, and Li Yugang's just ignited hope was poured to death by Zheng Xudong's soak of urine, the real price is 500,000 US dollars, oh my God!

This price was not only unexpected by the three singers, but even Gao Xiaosong and Dong Qing were very surprised, because Gao Xiaosong and Dong Qing really didn't believe that Zheng Xudong, the newly debuted "chick", dared to ask for this price, originally thought that Zheng Xudong would say that the asking price was 500,000, and then Gao Xiaosong would take the opportunity to sell an old face to Linghua, Yugang asked for a lower family price, and it was not in vain that Dong Qing called him as a middleman, although Dong Qing did not say it.

But now a thousand words are useless, and the real price of 500,000 yuan has been blocked.

The atmosphere in the pavilion became awkward again, Gao Xiaosong felt that his face was a little unbearable, he was still embarrassed for the first time to lose face and lose such a "big hair", put away the hippie smile just now, and said with a big round face: "Brother, what kind of song can be worth 500,000 yuan!? Can it make my brother open his eyes? Let my brother also catch the trend of international pop music!"

This was already a little sour, not only Zheng Xudong heard that Gao Xiaosong was a little unhappy, but even other people heard it, Dong Qing hurriedly said: "Xiaosong, speak well, since someone can give 500,000 yuan, it means that Anton still has this strength!" Dong Qing's words made Gao Xiaosong smoke there without saying anything.

Zheng Xudong smiled indifferently: "Actually, that female singer can't afford 500,000!"

"Then you lowered the price later, didn't you? How much did you want?" Gao Xiaosong was a little anxious and asked regardless of it.

"Brother Gao, I didn't reduce the price. When Gao Xiaosong heard this, the spirit he had just started fell again, and Zheng Xudong continued: "That female singer likes the song I wrote for her very much, although she doesn't have so much money, she promised to pay it back to me as soon as she earns money after the record is released." ”

After hearing this, Gao Xiaosong said coldly: "You really hook my interest by saying this, can you let me hear your masterpiece worth 500,000 US dollars!?"

"Okay!" Zheng Xudong readily agreed, and then looked at Dong Qing, "Sister Qing, you must not have a drum kit at home!"

Dong Qing said with a wry smile: "I usually love quiet, I can't accept that thing, do I have a piano shop at home?"

"Xiaoqing, you're really funny, are the drums and pianos the same thing!" Gao Xiaosong said with a smile on the side.

"I want you to take care of it!" Dong Qing threw him a charming white eye.

"Sister Qing, do you have a guitar? It's better to have an electric guitar. Zheng Xudong asked.

"This one is! Someone else gave it to me, and I won't keep it in the study all the time and haven't used it, I don't know how it's now. Dong Qing said.

"Okay! Prepare a few stainless steel basins, prepare five!" Gao Xiaosong understood as soon as he heard Zheng Xudong's request, after all, he was engaged in music, "You want to play the piano and drums alone?!"

"The conditions are limited, let's sing roughly!" After Zheng Xudong finished speaking, Dong Qing got down from the chaise longue and went into the villa to get something.

Linghua beckoned to Zeng Yi, who was sitting opposite, Zeng Yi walked over with his head down, Linghua stabbed Zeng Yi twice with her arm, "Look at Anton, I have to give a full score for this forced pretend! Look at you again, a stuffy gourd, learn from others." ”

Zeng Yi lowered his head and took a puff of his cigar and said, "I can't learn this, I can only sing, and at most I will bring a backup dancer." It's not like people's films, visions, and songs can develop all-round, alas!"

Linghua saw that her partner was like a frosted eggplant, snatched the cigar in his hand, took a puff in his mouth, and said, "Bear-like!" and then said: "Eh! Don't say that this cigar is indeed very smoky than cigarettes, not spicy, and sweet." ”

Zeng Yi took the cigar from her hand, "You are the lead singer, smoking less is not good for your throat!"

Before Zeng Yi could smoke, Li Yugang, who was sitting next to Linghua, snatched the cigar over, put it in his mouth and took two sips, and then coughed loudly, and tears came out in an instant.

Zheng Xudong took the guitar, connected the power supply in the pavilion, adjusted the strings, and corrected the tuning accuracy.

Then he put the five stainless steel basins upside down on the ground, took the two wooden shovels for rice that Dong Qing handed him, tied the shovels to the tips of his shoes with duct tape, and let the handles of the shovels flush out. Five steel basins are placed around you so that both feet can reach them.

Seeing these five steel basins, Zheng Xudong thought: "Fortunately, the size of these basins is different, if the sound comes out of the same size, it should be the same." He stretched out his foot and struck the basin twice in turn, and rearranged it again in order of sound.

When everything was ready, he hugged the guitar in his arms and smiled at everyone, "The name of my song is ROLLING IN DEEP." ”

"Brother, what do you mean?" Linghua asked Gao Xiaosong.