Second, the live music doesn't match the atmosphere of the show.

This link was thought of by Ding Li, after all, he still knew a little bit about the music of "If You Are Honest, Do Not Disturb" of the earth fire in his previous life.

Of course, what Ding Li knew was only scratching the surface.

To be honest, Ding Li is also very puzzled, since the script of "If You Are Honest, Do Not Disturb" can be turned out in the computer bag, why is there no supporting music?

Like "Titanic", or "Mythology", and now "If You Are Honest, Do Not Disturb", all of them have no corresponding music.

In other words, the music in "Titanic", "Mythology", and "If You Are Honest, Do Not Disturb" needs to be found by Ding Li himself in Aqua Blue Star!

But Ding Li didn't expect Meng Fei to be able to see this, and even mentioned it.

In this regard, Ding Ligao glanced at Meng Fei.

"Then what kind of music do you think matches such a show?" Ding Li asked.

"I think it should be a soft, a bit of lost music, when the male guest fails to leave, this kind of music naturally sounds, in order to reflect the mood of the male guest. After Meng Fei finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, slapped his bald head suddenly, and suggested tentatively to Ding Li: "Teacher Ding, I know a song that matches our program very well, but the other party is not well-known, you see?"

"As long as the music is right, everything else is fine. ”

"I'll get in touch now. Meng Fei took out his mobile phone and was busy making a call.

Seeing this, Ding Li pointed to the watch on his wrist, "Meng Fei, it's more than three o'clock in the middle of the night now, and the other party is ......." ”

"No matter how much it is, let's call first. After Meng Fei finished speaking, he went straight over.

Meanwhile.

In the basement of a luxurious office building not far from Beijing TV, in a small, less than 4 square meter cabin.

In addition to a bed, a desk, a computer, and a small wardrobe, there was a guitar, a somewhat torn, but exceptionally clean and spotless guitar.

In addition, there are many posters of countless Chinese and foreign music masters on the walls around the room, which may be too old, or because they have not seen the sun for a long time, and the tide is excessive, all around them are yellow, and the corners are also curled.

In front of the computer under the poster, a young man with fluffy hair and a sallow yellow face is staring at the computer while eating instant noodles.

This young man is twenty-eight years old this year, and he is a typical Jingpiao.

According to incomplete statistics, the capital has a population of 11 million, of which Jingpiao has more than 6 million.

They live in cramped rental houses, eat the cheapest food, endure the world's most congested traffic, breathe the world's most rubbish air, and dream of the world's most beautiful dreams.

Wang Jing.

This young man with a slethered face and malnutrition in the rental room is a lyricist and a composer at the same time.

In other words, Wang Jing is a musician, a musician who has not yet become famous and is struggling in the underground music circle.

Like many people who engage in art, Wang Jing is also a night owl through and through, sleeping during the day and creating energetically at night.

Tonight, Wang Jing, who ate a bucket of instant noodles, has not stretched the pimple on his brow.

Rejection.

He didn't know how many times he had been rejected.

Even because he was deceived in order to become famous, he was cheated of money, but he was not cheated.

Suddenly, the phone on the bed rang.

Surprise.

Wang Jing was surprised.

If he remembered correctly, his phone was down.

How will the call come?

Wang Jing, who didn't think much about it at all, went straight to block the phone call.

He has suffered such losses, he has suffered such a fall, and he has suffered such injuries.

Considers.

Soon another call came in, this time on a landline.

The corners of Wang Jing's mouth flashed with a mocking smile, and she said in her heart: The current liar is really persistent, and he even called himself one after another.

He hesitated for a moment and pressed the answer button, although his heart was still full of doubts, Wang Jing still habitually said, "Hey, hello, that one?"

A thick male voice came from the other end of the phone, maybe in his thirties, or maybe in his forties, "Hello, may it be Mr. Wang Jingwang?"

Looking for me?

Have you received a reply to your submission?

No, it's still a lie, and you want me to be deceived?

Don't say I don't have any money now, even if I do, I won't send money to you.

"Sir, no. Wang Jing said self-deprecatingly: "There is a man named Wang Jing, what is the matter with me? Could it be that he is interested in my music? Do you want to release an album for me? Or do you want to release a single? Do I still have to send you some money?"

The man on the other end of the phone was not annoyed and angry by Wang Jing's words, and still said politely: "I am Meng Fei, the host of the Beijing TV "Do Not Disturb" program group, we found that you have a song that is particularly suitable for the program "Do Not Disturb", I called you, just to ask you, the copyright of the song is still not in your hands, if it is in your hands, our program team will buy it at a reasonable price. ”

Swindler.

What a terrible liar actually pretended to be Beijing TV.

The director of Nima's "If You Are Honest, Do Not Disturb" program group, why don't you say that you are Ding Li.

Hearing the other party's self-introduction, Wang Jing was slightly stunned, Beijing TV?

No need to ask.

Definitely a liar.

Scammers who want to cheat themselves out of their money.

The key is that now I don't have much money to be deceived by the other party, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to pay the phone bill of fifty yuan.

When Wang Jing was stunned, the man on the other end of the phone continued: "That's the case, Mr. Wang Jing, I want to ask first, do you have all the copyrights of the music you created yourself? Is there any copyright dispute?"

Even though he was a little suspicious in his heart and thought that the other party was a liar, Wang Jing still had a glimmer of hope and said truthfully: "No, all my music is in my own hands." ”

"Well, in that case, it's much simpler. ”

Wang Jing didn't understand the meaning of his words at all, and immediately said in his heart: Could it be that the liar has changed his methods now?

"What's the matter, you say. Wang Jing, who was suspicious in her heart, raised her vigilance and asked.

"Okay, since there is no copyright issue, then I will say it bluntly, our Beijing TV variety channel, which is commonly known as BTV TV channel, wants to buy part of the copyright of your music!" The male voice on the other end of the phone said amazingly.