"Did you really create it?"

Although Feng Qisi had already guessed it, but after Jiang Chen's confirmation, his voice was still a little trembling, full of disbelief.

Zheng Xiaohua also looked at Jiang Chen in surprise.

Huo Zi'an also had to re-examine Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen smiled, not feeling much.

First of all, the birthday song is indeed a very simple song, the whole song is just one minute, and the melody has a repetitive part, which is not very unusual for children to create. If he had composed Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny, he would have been considered a monster.

The second is that Jiang Chen has been in contact with the entertainment industry since he was very young, he once worked as a radio host, apprenticed to famous artists, and has been exposed to too many excellent works in his life, which is far higher than the artistic achievement of birthday songs. Of course, most of them can only think of fragments these days.

Feng Qisi suddenly realized that he was out of shape, barely calmed down, and said: "Little friend Jiang Chen, I want to buy this song from you, uh, how to explain it to you, it is to buy the copyright of your song......"

"I understand, I don't need to explain." Jiang Chen nodded.

"You know? Are you willing to sell songs? I'll give you a price of 3,000 yuan for this song. Feng Qisi said again.

"I don't buy it." Jiang Chen shook his head.

"Not for sale?"

Feng Qisi was stunned, thinking that Jiang Chen would agree, but he never expected Jiang Chen to refuse so simply. The price he gave was good for a newcomer, wouldn't it be that Jiang Chen didn't have the concept of money in his mind?

After all, it's a child, and you like candy?

Feng Qisi thought to himself, and suddenly his consciousness was wrong.

That's right, Jiang Chen is just a child, what is he doing, if he wants to buy songs, he should also talk to Jiang Chen's guardian. Buying and selling without parental consent is legally invalid.

Jiang Chen's appearance as a little adult made him ignore this.

Feng Qisi smiled, patted Jiang Chen's hand, and said, "Jiang Chen, I'll talk to your mother." ”

"I don't agree, and my mom certainly won't either." Jiang Chen shook his head very dryly and said, "I don't think you give a low price, I really don't want to sell it." ”

In fact, Jiang Chen had already figured it out in his heart.

Generally speaking, the price of a song in this line looks at the popularity of the creator and the quality of the song itself.

Jiang Chen is not famous, in all fairness, the price given by Feng Qisi is very reasonable, even if he is the king of music, when he is a newcomer, no matter how good the song is, the price will not be much more than this price. Hundreds of thousands of songs are the price of the industry's top music creators.

However, Jiang Chen knows the breadth of this song, knows the value of this song, and thinks about how much copyright will be generated if this song is registered for copyright and spread in the future, and more and more people will perform in public and sing this song for profit.

Of course, in our world, birthday songs belong to the public domain, and the real original creator has not registered the copyright, and selflessly dedicates this song to the world. This may be one of the reasons why the song has become popular.

The royalties generated by the songs are distributed to the songwriters, arrangers and companies. Jiang Chen sells Feng Qisi, just a songwriter, not an arranger.

What is the difference between composing and arranging?

In the simplest understanding, composition is to write the main theme, and arrangement is to do the accompaniment of various instruments of the song, and the two are different. All in all, the lyrics and songs that Jiang Chen sold to Feng Qisi now are definitely a loss-making business.

Jiang Chen doesn't really need money, so he is not in a hurry to sell songs. In his opinion, either contribute the song to the world for free, or participate in the arrangement process yourself to get a higher royalty tax.

"Really not for sale?"

Feng Qisi smiled helplessly, he was simply helpless for the straightforward Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen nodded again with certainty.

Because Jiang Chen's song was so brilliant, Zheng Xiaohua forgot about the hosting job for a while, but she didn't have the heart to host anymore, she was full of curiosity about Jiang Chen, holding the microphone and letting everyone eat barbecue and play, and she had been paying attention to Jiang Chen's every move.

At this time, He Tian walked over and heard the conversation between the two, and a look of thought appeared on his face.

This song was a birthday gift from Jiang Chen, and she liked it very much, so she felt warm in her heart when she saw that Jiang Chen didn't sell songs.

He Tian waved his hand lightly at Jiang Chen, and said with a smile: "Jiang Chen, come over here." ”

"What?" Jiang Chen looked at Xiao Lori helplessly.

"If you want to come, come here! So much to say! ”

Little Lori snorted softly, she was still too arrogant to do it, and she didn't have a good color for Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen was really speechless.

He is not a puppy, why should he be called around by little Lori, but when he thought of Little Lori's birthday today, okay, he compromised and walked over lightly.

What is little Lori going to do?

Her big pure eyes looked left and right, her small mouth came to Jiang Chen's ear, and she whispered, "Jiang Chen, don't sell this song to anyone." ”

"Do you know what it means to sell songs?" Jiang Chen looked at Little Lori angrily and funny.

"I know, my mother told me." Little Lori smiled softly, her lips raised slightly, and she was a little indescribably tender, "You have already given me this song, and you are not allowed to sell it to others without my permission." ”

Uh, when did he give it to little Lori?

Jiang Chen had a black line drawn down on his forehead, looking at the happy little Lori, he really couldn't bear to hit her.

Also, little Lori, don't you think you're too close to me, okay, it's just little Lori......

Too close to Little Lori, Jiang Chen could see that on her doll-like delicate face, the soft and barely visible hairs had a faint luster, and the shallow scent of shampoo on her black hair. Jiang Chen must admit that he is not disgusted with little Lori by his side at all.

"My micro. Beau will also post some songs. I want to sing this song. Little Lori's eyes were very charming, and she said with a little wistfulness.

Jiang Chen stared at the little Lori, only to remember that the little Lori's voice was very moving, and couldn't help but think, and after a while, asked, "Have you ever been to the recording studio to record?" It's not a recording studio, it's the kind of recording studio that specializes in recording songs. ”

"Recording studio? Haven't been. He Tian shook his head.

"Can your mom get in touch with a professional recording studio?" Jiang Chen asked casually, in fact, Jiang Chen could also find it by himself.

"Of course. My mom's company will definitely be able to get in touch. ”

Jiang Chen nodded, unconsciously thinking a lot in his mind, He Tian's mother is estimated to be He Tian's agent and has her own brokerage company, otherwise it will be difficult for a person to be responsible for He Tian's related matters.

"He Tian, how about we go to the studio to record a song together? You and I, two people sing it, and then make it into a complete song, which can also be uploaded online. ”

Jiang Chen said with a smile that the arrangement was not difficult for him, and the recording studio had professional recording engineers and engineers, who could make the songs by themselves, and then register the copyright information and directly pass the link of the record company.

It is impossible for a song to be released, and the company can't give him a satisfactory price, so it is better to upload it to the Internet himself.

"We?"

Little Lori blinked her eyelashes, thought about it, and said happily, "Okay, stinky Jiang Chen, but don't drag me back." ”

Who is dragging whom? It's good if you don't hold me back, Jiang Chen is really helpless, too lazy to argue with Little Lori.

"Pull a tick." Then He Tian pursed his lips and stretched out his tender little finger.

"Okay, retractor."

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth twitched, stretched out his hand, and wrapped his little finger with He Tian's little finger, completing Jiang Chen's very naïve "hook hanging, not allowed to change for a hundred years".

Speaking of which, there is also a beautiful love story of a princess and a prince about the hook. Jiang Chen couldn't help recalling that the princess committed suicide by the prince's side for the love promise of life and death, and when she was dying, she still wrapped her little finger with the prince's little finger until death.

So the promise of this hook is heavy.