He smiled and joked: "Of course, if your company sees that the album sells well, and is willing to give me an extra million yuan, two million yuan or something, or even give me a house in the capital, I am still very happy to accept it." ”

Shu Yi couldn't help but smile and said, "You kid wants to be beautiful, and you have a house in the capital." ”

Both laughed.

Meng Wentian continued: "The most troublesome thing is that one party is willing to sign and the other party is unwilling to sign. What I just said is that if you are not willing to sign and I am willing to sign, before the two sides negotiate, I must bear 25 percent of the signing fee of the agreement, that is, I will take the initiative to reduce the signing fee of 8 million yuan per year by 2 million yuan, that is, I can only ask your company for a signing fee of 6 million yuan. ”

Shu Yi asked: "Then what if you are not willing to sign, and we are willing? Do we have to raise the signing fee by 2 million yuan to 10 million yuan before we negotiate an agreement with you?" ”

Meng Wentian said: "Yes. As long as someone on both sides is unwilling, the active party, that is, the willing side, has to add money. ”

Shu Yi said: "That is, it will increase by 25% every year. …… Do you really have this kind of self-confidence? Twenty-five percent increase every year, which is not low. ”

Meng Wentian smiled: "No way, who calls my song good, who calls my song and someone wants it." ”

Shu Yi asked, "Is there a limit to the number of songs you can provide each year?"

Meng Wentian asked, "I have to ask you." I guess your company must have set a lower limit for me, right?"

Shu Yi said: "The company wants you to provide at least four songs a year, that is, one song a quarter. ”

It's not high, but it's definitely not low, and even the country's most famous composers don't write a good song every quarter.

Meng Wentian said: "Four songs are too few, let's still have twelve new songs a year." It's equivalent to one song per month, but I can't guarantee that it will be submitted every month, and it is likely that three or four songs will be provided in a month, or there may not be one song in a certain month or two. But I'll accomplish my goal of twelve new songs a year. ”

Shu Yi asked incredulously, "You are so prolific, can you write a new song of high quality every month?"

Meng Wentian smiled confidently: "It's not like you haven't seen it." Zhou Yan's six songs are not given to you in a month. ”

Shu Yi shook his head and said: "This is not a concept, who knows that Zhou Yan's eight songs have been brewing for a long time before, maybe these songs were created long ago before you took them out, but they didn't come out to us." ”

Meng Wentian said: "I can! I can also guarantee that if you breach the contract, you can stipulate that I will be punished in the contract." However, I also hope that if I'm in a good mood and I do more than 12 songs a year, you'll have to buy them too, unless you think the quality is really not good. By the way, we have to add a clause to the agreement, if I write a song that you don't think is good, not only don't make an album, but also don't arrange for the singer to sing it, then I have the right to sell the rights to the song to someone else after three months. I can't let my songs go to waste. ”

Shu Yi still agrees with what Meng Wentian said: If Tianji Media doesn't want the songs created by Meng Wentian, Meng Wentian certainly has the right to sell them to other companies.

The two also talked for a while, and the main terms were basically agreed, and the rest was that Shu Yi discussed with the company's executives after returning to Beijing, and it was impossible for him to solve it by phone here, which was not as simple as buying the copyright of a song or several songs.

Asked Shu Yi to invite Yuan Hui over, Meng Wentian asked bluntly: "Do you want to buy songs?" Which aspect do you want to develop, do you want to surpass Tan Yanyan, or catch up with Shu Lanying......

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Hui was stunned by his domineering: Look, as soon as people speak, they will crush the Queen of Sweet Songs, and the small goal must be to keep pace with the powerful queen of songs!

She was originally excited, and she suddenly became timid, and asked in a low voice: "Tan Yanyan, Brother Tian, do you think I can compare with Tan Yanyan?"

It's not that she's afraid of Tan Yanyan, she's too afraid. She has not yet entered the conservatory, Tan Yanyan is in full swing, even now, she is already a student of the conservatory of music, and she has sung two songs with Zhou Yan, but she feels that she is still a person standing on the ground, just a little famous, and there is no comparison with Tan Yanyan who is flying in the air.

Meng Wentian said with a smile: "Be confident! I think your strength is not bad, at most, you are inexperienced, your popularity is insufficient, and your strength is not an order of magnitude different from Tan Yanyan." ”

Yuan Hui almost fell to the ground: Big brother, lack of experience, lack of popularity, and poor strength, you still let me surpass her?

Meng Wentian said: "These are really not important, as long as you are serious." Don't we have the best sweet song in the country? Let's go!

His tone was like going to the supermarket to buy fruit, and it was the most common fruit in the supermarket, and he could buy it as long as he went into the supermarket.

Tan Yanyan looked at Meng Wentian who got up woodenly, and then turned her gaze to her boyfriend.

Shu Yi's appearance was no better than her, and he was even more confused than her, looking at Meng Wentian stupidly, and he didn't know what was in his eyes: admiration, doubt, excitement......

Although Meng Wentian expected the discounted gold card given by the female boss of Jianglou, Meng Wentian did not take it out, but paid the bill at the bar on the first floor: he was already a person who made a lot of money, and there was no need to let the boss of this kind of small business get a discount.

Of course, the main thing is that this consumption is not expensive, and the amount of money spent by the three of them here combined is less than 100 yuan. That is, I ordered a few cups of tea and ordered a little snack and drink for Yuan Hui.

Coming out of Wangjiang Tower, Meng Wentian went directly to the school's music room.

With Yao Xiaoyan's help, Meng Wentian already has the key to the school's music room, and he has a good relationship with the music teacher, knowing that no one uses the music room today. Even because he knew that Shu Yi and they were coming, he also put Guo Qiulan's guitar into the music room in advance.

In fact, the high school music room is very low in use, except for the days before Youth Day, National Day, and New Year's Day, when the school needs to use the music room because of the celebration performance.

Walking into the music room that seemed to them to be very simple, Meng Wentian turned on the lights and took out his guitar with the help of two pious people.

He asked Yuan Hui and Shu Yi to sit aside as the audience, and he himself pretended to think.

His serious appearance not only attracted Yuan Hui and made her heart skip a beat, but Shu Yi was also made solemn by his pretending to be 1, just like entering a tall and silent church and being cleansed by his soul.

Of course, Meng Wentian didn't do this to make Shu Yi worship, let alone flirt with his sister, he just hinted to Shu Yi that he wrote songs quickly, but he also needed to think, and it took a lot of effort and time.

I don't know how many minutes later, Meng Wentian opened his eyes and looked at Yuan Hui and asked, "Two songs, two songs are enough, right?"

Yuan Hui was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly responded: "Enough, enough......"

It was an instinctive reaction on her part, in fact, she didn't even know what she was talking about, and regretted it for the next six months: how could I be so stupid at the time, why did I only need two songs?

Meng Wentian waved his hand and said, "That's fine." …… Let's go!"

Saying that, in the surprised eyes of Yuan Hui and Shu Yi, Meng Wentian walked to the recording table and pressed the recording button of the tape recorder. As he picked up his headphones, he reminded, "Be quiet!"

And then he just hummed!

He hummed without lyrics, looking intoxicated.

If there is an earthling here, you can hear it at once, he is humming "How many good sisters do you have"!

Meng Wentian's voice was not very good, but the melody was good, which made the two people into a petrified state.

As one note after another was hummed out by him, Yuan Hui's already wide eyes widened even rounder, and his mouth almost shouted, and his small mouth covered by his little hand let out an inaudible exclamation: This is ...... This...... This......

Shu Yi has seen people who hum a few notes casually, but like Meng Wentian, he opened his mouth to hum a melody and hummed almost a complete tune, not to mention that Shu Yi and Yuan Hui had never seen it, and he would never have imagined that there was such a cow in the world.

A tune is hummed in a few minutes.

Ignoring their surprise, Meng Wentian turned on the record button and played the humming it had just recorded. After listening, Meng Wentian nodded and said, "It's not bad, it's just that this man's voice is a little worse." ”

This was originally very funny, but Yuan Hui and Shu Yi hadn't come back to their senses yet, and they didn't respond to him.

Meng Wentian turned his head to Yuan Hui and said, "Miss Yuan, can you help me keep a score?"

Yuan Hui asked with great respect, "Teacher Meng, can I do it?"

Meng Wentian nodded and said, "You can do it." ”

It's just too good, even Yao Xiaoyan can keep scores, how can a professionally trained professional like you Yuan Hui not be able to? At least I, Meng Wentian, is much stronger?

Of course, Meng Wentian wouldn't tell them that he was half-, and even if he said it, they wouldn't believe it, so he didn't say it at all, but pretended to be forced to say: "You help me score this piece, I'll think about the next one and organize a few notes." ”

Yuan Hui was flattered and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I must remember it carefully, I must remember it carefully, I must remember ......it carefully."

Shu Yi almost hit his head against the wall: Nima, do you want to live anymore? It's as simple as creating a song? Just a few minutes of thinking, you hum a melodic tune, and now you think about another one, do you have a song in your head to pick up, just bend down?

He couldn't help but sigh: "Genius, genius, people really have to be thrown compared to people, I ...... Compared to him, those composers raised by our company are simply 1, no, not even as good as 1. ”