Chapter Twenty-Eight: Are You a Monster?
After singing the song, Wang Fan asked Wang Yuyan: "What do you think?" Wang Yuyan just looked at Wang Fan quietly and didn't speak, Wang Fan saw that Wang Yuyan was just staring at herself, and she couldn't help touching her face, and there was nothing dirty on her face! Do you think that your singing is very ordinary, and it's not right, you feel that you can sing okay! When Wang Fan was confused and confused, Wang Yuyan spoke faintly, "Wang Fan, are the things written on these pieces of paper on your table on the same level as what you are singing now?" Or is this your best song? Wang Yuyan's words didn't carry much emotion, and Wang Fan couldn't taste too much meaning, Wang Fan could only answer honestly: "These tunes on my table are basically the same level as the ones I sing, some are better and some are slightly worse, how about it?" I think it's pretty good! ”
Wang Fan's taste has always been very strange, for example, a recognized beauty, in Wang Fan's opinion, there is nothing outstanding, a recognized good song, Wang Fan does not have too deep feelings, because of these differences, Wang Fan and the classmates in the class are not together, when other classmates are talking about something they think is cool, Wang Fan can only listen silently, probably because of this reason, Wang Fan does not know whether the song he thinks is good in Wang Yuyan's opinion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Wang Yuyan listened to Wang Fan's words, although there was a trace of conjecture before that this song was not the most wonderful one that Wang Fan came up with, but Wang Fan's answer was still deeply shocked Wang Yuyan, Wang Yuyan couldn't believe it, ordinary people can basically be proud of creating such a song, but Wang Fan said that he had a big stack, looking at the stack of papers that were randomly placed on the table, Wang Yuyan subconsciously swallowed her saliva, and excitedly Wang Yuyan didn't notice this action that damaged her image, she said to Wang Fan in disbelief: "Wang Fan, Can you sing one more song? Wang Fan didn't hear the evaluation he wanted to hear, but was asked to sing another song, although he still had some doubts in his heart, but he had already let go of half of his heart, thinking that he should sing well, otherwise Wang Yuyan would not be able to let himself sing another song, Wang Fan, who was in a good mood, casually smoked a song in it, and it was another Chinese style, because of Wang Fan's own preferences, a large part of the songs he extracted from his mind were Chinese style songs, and this one was the one Wang Fan liked more, because he was more familiar with the song, Coupled with the previous practice, Wang Fan already has an understanding of the guitar, so Wang Fan no longer needs to look at the score and devote himself to this song.
The song is sung in a low voice, singing from Wang Fan's mouth is a **** song about martial arts, it stands to reason that Wang Fan has not experienced a mature relationship It is impossible to express the feelings in it vividly, but Wang Fan has liked to read martial arts novels since he was a child, and brought himself into the story, thinking that he is the hero, and he has an unforgettable love with the heroine, singing like this, Wang Fan actually sang a sentimental taste, in Wang Fan's interpretation, As if there were really two children of the rivers and lakes who were loyal and compassionate, and staged a poignant love story, Wang Yuyan listened to it, and tears welled up in her eyes.
As soon as the song was sung, there was a knock on the door, Wang Fan was sad for the protagonist in the story, this knock ruined the atmosphere, Wang Fan scolded in his heart, got up and went to open the door, outside the door was Li Qin, Li Qin just went to the nearest small shop to get a new contract, in which Li Qin suddenly felt that it seemed a little inappropriate to leave Wang Yuyan alone in Wang Fan's house, Wang Yuyan is so good, as a woman, she is often fascinated by her charm, if Wang Fan suddenly has a wolf nature, she has a bad intention towards Wang Yuyan, the consequences are unimaginable, although Wang Fan doesn't look like that kind of person, but he doesn't know his face but doesn't know his heart, who knows who is behind Wang Fan? The more I thought about it, the more anxious Li Qin was, and hurried in as soon as she got it done.
As soon as he opened the door, Li Qin looked at Wang Yuyan first, Wang Yuyan had a few tears in her eyes, Li Qin panicked when she saw this, it was over, Wang Fan really couldn't help but do it, Li Qin looked at Wang Fan like he was looking at his father and his enemy, and suddenly slapped Wang Fan, Wang Fanzheng wondered that Li Qin's expression was a little wrong, and when he saw a slap coming, he quickly grabbed Li Qin's hand, "You are sick!" Wang Fan was furious, this woman didn't know what was crazy, Li Qin struggled like crazy, "Wang Fan, you dare to bully Yu Yan, you're done, wait to stay in prison for the rest of your life!" Wang Fan laughed angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who bullied her? Wang Yuyan also reflected at this time, "Sister Qin, Wang Fan didn't bully me, you speak slowly first." Li Qin asked Wang Yuyan: "Why are you crying if you didn't bully!" Hearing this question, Wang Yuyan couldn't cry or laugh: "You misunderstood, it was Wang Fan who sang to me just now, and I was so moved that I cried." Li Qin, who calmed down, also found that something was wrong, Wang Yuyan's expression didn't look like she was being bullied, "Is this really the case?" Li Qin asked. When Wang Fan heard this, he sneered and said, "Then what do you think? I'm so like a bad guy, isn't it? ”
Li Qin, who learned that she had made a joke, did not fight back against Wang Fan this time, but Wang Yuyan spoke again: "Wang Fan, is this song really created by you?" "Then it's still false, I said what kind of eyes do you have, am I that bad?" Wang Fan was a little depressed, Wang Yuyan hurriedly said: "You misunderstood, I mean if this song is really created by you, I think we can cooperate again, these two songs are very good just now, I hope you can sell these two songs to me too." After a pause, Wang Yuyan looked at the stack of papers on the table again, and continued: "Even, we can cooperate more. ”
After listening to Wang Yuyan's words, Wang Fan secretly thought, judging from Wang Yuyan's performance, these songs of his own should be very good, at least they belong to the middle and upper levels, there are many such songs, it is better to sell the songs to Wang Yuyan, anyway, these songs are useless in their own hands. After thinking for a while, Wang Fan said: "Yes, I have a number of Chinese style songs of the same grade as the two songs just now, if you want, I can give you the copyright." ”
"Really? That's great! Wang Yuyan shouted out like a child, although Wang Yuyan had released an album before, but the results were not very ideal, now Wang Yuyan has reached a peak on the big screen and small screen, if you want to go further, Wang Yuyan can only develop in other directions, so Wang Yuyan once again set her sights on the music industry, Hua Guofeng has been very popular in China in recent years, Wang Yuyan wants to start from this aspect, and re-enter the music industry with Chinese style songs, but a good song is so easy to get it, Wang Yuyan thought that many songwriters invited drafts, but the result is not ideal, how can these songwriters come up with top songs for a while? Wang Yuyan has been worrying about this matter, but she didn't expect that this matter could be solved here.
Next, according to Wang Yuyan's request, Wang Fan picked eight songs from these songs and handed them to Wang Yuyan, a few of which were not in the stack of paper that Wang Fan took out, Wang Fan returned to the bedroom and took out the rest of the manuscripts, and picked out a few in it, Wang Yuyan saw that the song she just took out was just the tip of the iceberg in all the songs, and Wang Fan's expression was even stranger, like looking at a monster, "Are you a monster?" Wang Yuyan muttered to herself, "What did you say?" "Wang Fan, who was busy picking up songs, didn't hear it too clearly." Nothing, nothing. Wang Yuyan hurriedly replied.
After watching the eight songs picked out by Wang Fan one by one, Wang Yuyan couldn't wait to sing according to the tune, to say that Wang Yuyan's singing skills are also quite good, it may be that she has not encountered any good songs before, so she has not succeeded in breaking into the singing world. After singing these songs, Wang Yuyan became even more excited, and it took a long time for Wang Yuyan to calm down her mood, Wang Yuyan thought for a while and said to Wang Fan: "I have two bidding methods for these eight songs, one is to buy out each song at a price of 200,000, plus 10% of the final album sales results, and the other is 20,000 yuan per song, and finally pay you 20% of the album sales results, these two options are very generous, I dare to say that few companies can offer such conditions, what do you think?" Although Wang Fan doesn't have much experience, he has also heard that the treatment of new composers is very low, and the treatment that Wang Yuyan gave himself is very good.
In fact, Wang Yuyan's approach has her own considerations, Wang Yuyan saw a thick stack of paper on the table to make such a decision, the most valuable thing in this era is talent, Wang Fan is the talent among talents, and a top songwriter is very important to do a good job, a top songwriter can be popular with his own strength, looking at the current music industry, which superstar is not standing behind a top songwriter, Wang Yuyan sees Wang Fan's future potential, So I decided to have a good relationship with Wang Fan now, Wang Yuyan is not short of money, she really likes these songs, in order to get more songs in the future, Wang Yuyan has offered such generous conditions.
Wang Fan calculated in his heart, it would be good if the current album could sell 500,000 copies, the quality of this album was guaranteed, even if it could be doubled, it could sell 1 million copies, 30 yuan per album, and 30 million yuan, excluding the taxes paid, publicity costs, production fees, MV fees, director fees, etc., the profit may be more than 10 million, and the second one may be higher, but the current album is sluggish, whether it can sell one million copies or not. After weighing for a long time, Wang Fan finally made a decision: "I choose the second option." Wang Yuyan smiled, Wang Fan is very confident in his songs, this is a good thing, it shows the potential of this album from the side, and it is also a good thing for himself, thinking about the potential of this album, Wang Yuyan is not only full of longing.
Next, Wang Yuyan called her team, in just half an hour, a new contract was drawn up, the contract was accepted through the Internet, and then the contract was printed, and after working for a long time, everything was finally done, Wang Yuyan, who was busy with everything, was ready to leave, before leaving, Wang Yuyan's eyes stared at Wang Fan for a while: "There will definitely be a chance to meet in the future, by the way, you sing very well, we will have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future." Wang Fan saw that Wang Yuyan suddenly praised herself for singing well, but she didn't react for a while, and said Mumu: "Thank you for the compliment." Seeing that Wang Fan couldn't understand what he meant correctly, Wang Yuyan didn't say much, and left with a smile.
After Wang Yuyan left, Wang Fan took out the card in his pocket, stared at the card in his hand and looked back and forth, Wang Fan was happy in his heart, he had 160,000 more in his pocket, and the rest had to wait for the specific benefits of the album, hoping that the album would sell well, Wang Fan sincerely looked forward to it. Suddenly, Wang Fan seemed to think of something again, he picked up the paper on the table, and burned the paper on the table with a fire, the paper on the table is not ordinary paper, this is all money, if these papers are stolen, he will not regret dying, anyway, he remembers the content of it, and then writes it out after burning, what is put in his mind is the safest, watching the last piece of paper burned to ashes, Wang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.