Li Xuan returned to the Civil Affairs Bureau to pick up the information of the orphanage and watched, this was the nth time she had looked through the information of the orphanage.

The orphanage was founded forty years ago. The first director was Ye Shirong, an early investor in the orphanage. Four high-rise buildings, covering an area of kilometers square. More than 10 years ago, the deputy director of the orphanage ran away with a huge amount of money, and there is no news so far. When the orphanage encountered an unprecedented disaster, Ye Shirong relied on the reputation accumulated over the years to solicit funds to save the orphanage. In the past 40 years, nearly 1,000 orphans have been adopted by orphanages, and it was not until the past two years that Ye Shirong was unable to do so, so he slowly narrowed the circle of adopting orphans.

Li Xuan has read this information many times these days and knows the past of the orphanage well. But he always neglected Ye Tiansheng, who was raised by Ye Shirong, and Ye Tiansheng did not have much information, only a few lines.

was adopted by Ye Shirong when he was a baby, and later settled in Ye Shirong's household registration, which was regarded by Ye Shirong as his own. In 2012, he was admitted to Jinghua University. During his college years, he worked and studied part-time all year round, won many scholarships, and became a popular figure in Jinghua University. He was called a "civilian genius" by his classmates.

Li Xuan put down the information in his hand and sighed softly, "This person has a deep affection for the orphanage, he still has weaknesses, how beautiful the university is!" ”

Li Xuan picked up her mobile phone and dialed it out with a smile.

"Toot toot..."

"Hey, what instructions does Auntie have?" A crisp sound came from the phone.

"Is there a student named Ye Tiansheng in your school?" Li Xuan asked.

"Ye Tiansheng? What happened to him? ”

"There are some things that need to be understood, Xiaoxue will help me contact his homeroom teacher."

"Oh, auntie, don't think about the old cow eating tender grass, he is only twenty this year, and he is a green grass in Jinghua." Xiaoxue said seriously.

"Dead girl, auntie dares to joke? Okay, don't bother you with your study, contact who can tell me that his homeroom teacher called my aunt. Li Xuan hung up the phone, shook her head and smiled unconsciously.

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Ye Tiansheng came to the computer room, opened the computer login mailbox, and an unread email.

Smile and click on the email.

Hello, I am Li Ming, the assistant director of 'Memory'. The song "Childhood" you voted for has been selected, please contact me as soon as possible, mobile phone: 136xxxxxx.

Ye Tiansheng was overjoyed in his heart, he was really chosen. I was a little worried.

Although the song is classic, after all, it is the first time to submit, and I am still a little apprehensive.

Ye Tiansheng wrote down the number and dialed it out.

"Toot toot..."

"Hello, I'm Li Ming." Li Mingzheng was chatting with Cao Yongzhong, picked up his mobile phone, and said with a smile.

"Hello, I'm Ye Tiansheng, the creator of "Childhood". Ye Tiansheng said succinctly.

"Oh, I was talking about "Childhood" when you called. It's really said that Cao Ye Cao is here! Li Ming was stunned for a moment, and then said in a refreshing voice.

"Director Li, what price can you give for the song "Childhood"?" Ye Tiansheng asked directly, he was very concerned about this question.

"Oh? Didn't you read the official website? The bidding winner is 20,000 yuan, the lyrics and songs are 20,000 yuan, and the buyout is counted separately. Li Ming said.

"Oh, didn't I get a share of the post-download of the song?" Ye Tiansheng asked.

"No, but if you ask for it, I can tell the singer." Li Ming thought for a while.

"Okay, do you need to sign a contract?"

"Yes, the contract can be mailed, and I will send you the content of the contract later." Li Ming said.

"Okay, I'll wait for your news." Ye Tiansheng said.

"Well, but the download share is estimated to be no play, usually the singer's agency buys it out directly, and you only put a name on the song." Li Ming thought for a moment and said.

"How much buyout can you give?" Ye Tiansheng frowned.

"10,000 to 20,000 like this, this is the song "Childhood", and it may be lower if you change it to something else." Li Ming explained.

10,000 to 20,000? Counting the previous 40,000, that is, 50,000 or 60,000 fast, the price is a bit low in Ye Tiansheng's heart.

"I think it's better to share." Ye Tiansheng said truthfully, if you can share it, you will have a long-term income, and it will be more than a buyout.

"Let me ask, I'll send you the contract first, you can read it first."

Li Ming hung up the phone, looked at Cao Yongzhong with a frown, and said, "The other party asked for a share of the song download." ”

"There's no precedent, huh? Wouldn't it work with a buyout? Cao Yongzhong also said with a tense face.

He disagreed. I told him that the song sharing needs to be agreed by the singer's agency, so we have a way out. Do you see this share given? Li Ming said.

"You can think about it, after all, this song is very much in line with 'memory'." Cao Yongzhong lit a cigarette and thought for a while.

"A tenth?" Cao Yongzhong pondered and said.

"Yes, but the contract should indicate that the song is officially bought out by 'Memory'." Cao Yongzhong continued, "The singer of the song has to find a new one, and Chen Zhiqiang may not be able to sing the taste of this song." ”

"Well, find a singer again, don't enjoy the share of the song, only the right to sing." Li Ming said.

Cao Yongzhong nodded, and when Li Ming revised the contract and sent it to Ye Tiansheng, Cao Yongzhong said, "This song will definitely be popular all over the country!" ”

Li Ming nodded, waited for a while, felt that Ye Tiansheng had almost finished reading the contract, picked up his mobile phone and dialed it.

"Director Li, one-tenth of the share buyout?" Ye Tiansheng had just finished reading the contract, picked up the phone and asked.

"Yes, I don't know if you're satisfied?" Li Ming affirmed.

Ye Tiansheng silently calculated, if the song can be popular, then he should be able to get more of this one-tenth of the share than a direct buyout. Remove the fans who download pirated versions, and there will not be too few fans left who download official songs, and the share they can get is also considerable.

"Sign the contract!" Ye Tiansheng said.

"Yes, send me your address. I wish us a happy cooperation in advance. When the contract comes back, the money will be sent to you. Li Ming said happily.

Ye Tiansheng ended the call with Li Ming, and calculated the time for the contract to be mailed, and it should take less than a week to go back and forth. You should be able to get the first money after a week, and then the song share will come at any time.

"Hey! It's still a drop in the bucket, it's not enough! Ye Tiansheng silently calculated the expenses of the orphanage, which cost about 8,000 yuan a day, and basically spent more than 3 million yuan a year. The daily necessities that children need are also more than one million a year. The total congestion should be around five million throughout the year. And a song should be able to sell more than 100,000 yuan, if you only rely on selling songs, you need forty or fifty songs a year.

Forty or fifty songs, you won't be caught and studied as a monster, right?

The income of the creators in the early days was not high, and Ye Tiansheng's first song could be sold for hundreds of thousands, which was considered a high price. If it's singing, how much more is a song?

It's not good to sell songs, obviously losing watermelons and picking up sesame seeds.

Ye Tiansheng pinched his throat, closed the computer, and walked out of the computer room.

Ye Tiansheng did not return to the dean's office, and inspected every room as usual, and Ye Tiansheng walked out of the orphanage.

At this time, it was just two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and Ye Tiansheng planned to find a recording studio and try his voice.

Although Jincheng is a developing city, the consumer group is still very objective. Businessmen are profit-seeking, and some video stores, in order to maximize profits, have set up small recording studios for some young people who play music to record songs.

Ye Tiansheng searched for several video stores, and finally stopped at a video store called 'Vientiane Audio'. Because other video stores can only record ready-made music, Vientiane can record new songs.

"Welcome!" When the waiter in Vientiane saw Ye Tiansheng coming in, he stepped forward and greeted sweetly, and then asked, "Do you need anything?" ”

Ye Tiansheng glanced around the layout of the store, nodded and said, "Can you record new songs here?" ”

"Yes." The waiter in Vientiane nodded, looked at Ye Tiansheng, his face was slightly red, and said secretly: This person is a little handsome, but he is a little dirty, and he wears an outdated robe.

"How do you calculate the price?" Ye Tiansheng then asked.

"It takes a lot of money to record a new song, and it costs 2,000 yuan to record a song, and it's much more expensive if you need a manual soundtrack." The waiter introduced.

"Normal recording is fine, can I record now?" Ye Tiansheng thought for a while.

"Yes, please come with me." The waiter led the way, and the two passed through several doors to a recording studio of about 50 square meters. The studio is very quiet, you can't hear the car outside, and the sound insulation is very good.

"Do you have pen and paper?" Ye Tiansheng was very satisfied with the recording studio and said, "I need pen and paper to write down the songs." ”

"Yes, you wait, I'll get it. By the way, let the recording staff come over. The waiter nodded and said.

After waiting for a while, two people came in one after another, nodded to Ye Tiansheng, and said hello. Then they were busy with their own, turned on the electronic instruments in the recording studio, and waited for the waiter with Ye Tiansheng.

It took a few minutes for the waiter to come in, bringing pen and paper, which was a piece of paper for sheet music.

"Thank you! Wait a minute, just a few minutes. Ye Tiansheng nodded and thanked him.

"Don't be busy, you write slowly." The waiter said with a smile.

Ye Tiansheng put pen and paper on a small table, thinking about what song should be recorded. With tens of thousands of songs in my head, it's hard to choose at a moment's notice.

My voice is not high, so I can't choose too high.

Ye Tiansheng thought about it, and then began to write. He was going to record a song and give it to his grandfather, who was also father and mother.

It took half an hour to finish the song "Father", and after carefully checking it several times to make sure that there were no mistakes, Ye Tiansheng handed the written song to the staff.

The recording staff pouted, and he could write a song in half an hour? Nonsense, right? But if you have money, you are an uncle, no matter if you are good or bad, it is good to make money. Now the rich second generation doesn't play with beauties, they all switch to music.

The waiter stood behind the recording staff and watched the song quietly.

Ye Tiansheng didn't care about the attitude of the two recording staff, after all, a song really can't be completed in half an hour. Facts speak louder than words, and although he can't really write a good song in half an hour, he has memories from parallel spaces.

The waiter glanced at the title of the song, and it was not bad. Then I looked down, and the more I looked, the more sour my my heart became, and my eyes moistened.

And the two recording personnel who felt that Ye Tiansheng was writing blindly glanced at each other, and then looked at the song tremblingly.

"When I was a child, I used to sit on my father's shoulder......"

After reading the lyrics, the recording staff sighed, "Is this a rich second generation written by the second generation?" No, absolutely not, it was written by a talented creator. ”

The recording staff was silent for a moment, then whispered something to the waiter. The waiter nodded, glanced at Ye Tiansheng, and turned around and walked out of the recording studio.

There was no shouting of surprise, but the recording staff was thrilled, and this would probably be the best original song they had ever recorded. Out of work quality, they can't ask Ye Tiansheng, does this song really have to be recorded with electronic synthesis music? But they asked the waiter to go to the boss.

Half an hour later, the recording crew was seen fiddling with electronic instruments. It's obvious that I'm familiar with the score.

"When does it start?" Ye Tiansheng was a little anxious, it was almost half an hour, and the electronic synthesized music should be able to be recorded soon?

"This... Wait a minute, you'll be fine," said the recording crew. I thought anxiously, why didn't this boss come yet?

"Squeak!"

The waiter opened the door of the recording studio, and a middle-aged man walked in with a big belly, very rich. Fat head and big ears, at first glance, it is overnutrition.

The waiter closed the door and followed the middle-aged man.

"The contemptible Xu Fei is the owner of this video store." Xu Fei approached and introduced himself. Then he stretched out his right hand and looked at Ye Tiansheng with a smile. It's handsome, but it's dirty. Xu Fei gave Ye Tiansheng's evaluation.

"Ye Tiansheng." Ye Tiansheng shook hands with Xu Fei and said, "I wonder why Boss Xu came over?" ”

"The person below has a good song, I'll take a look." Xu Fei said and took the song handed over by the recording staff.

"Father"? Not bad.

"Huh!"

The more he looked at it, the more surprised Xu Fei became, and in the end, it seemed that a seed was sprouting, as if he had returned to his childhood. Father's abuse, harshness, and a hint of love. In my memory, my father's aging face...

"Good! Good! Good! After shouting three times in a row, the corners of Xu Fei's eyes were moist, his hands trembled a little, and he held the song and said, "Do you really want to record this song with electronic music?" It's a pity. ”

"Let's record it electronically first, and then watch it later!" Ye Tiansheng understood what Xu Fei meant, but he didn't know if he could sing it well, so how could he record it with an artificial soundtrack?

"Hey! All right! "Xu Fei is a pity, no matter how good electronic music is, it is not as good as real instrument soundtracks. However, let's record it first and listen to it, and you can record it later.

Ye Tiansheng smiled and nodded, give this song to the grandfather in the sky!

"Record it first!" Xu Fei's chubby body moved, the flesh of his whole body trembled, and he turned his head and handed the song to the recording staff.

The music sounded, and Xu Fei and the waiter stood quietly aside. Ye Tiansheng put on a headset and stood on the recording table and closed his eyes slightly.

"When I was a child, I often sat on my father's shoulders, my father was the ladder to the sky, my father was the cow that pulled the cart, I can't forget the coarse tea and light rice that raised me, and I can't forget the sigh of half a pot of old wine......"

Ye Tiansheng recalled the laughter with his grandfather when he was a child, and remembered his grandfather's erhu. The old man's face was full of smiles at that time, but now he is forever separated. worked hard to pull Ye Tiansheng up, but he couldn't see the last side......

Xu Fei frowned slightly when Ye Tiansheng opened his voice, a little unsatisfactory. He didn't interrupt Ye Tiansheng's recording, and continued to listen quietly. Subsequently, Ye Tiansheng seemed to let go, with a wide voice, strong and a magnetic surname. Let Xu Fei be deeply immersed in the music, and completely forget a little flaw in the sound.

"It's so sad," the waiter whispered to himself unconsciously, "It's very good." ”

Xu Fei turned his head and glared at the waiter, so frightened that the waiter lowered his head.

"When I grow up, the children in the mountains go out, thinking about a letter to the family when I was a child, and I hope that my child will return to a bag of stuffy smoke and stars all over the sky, and they all say that raising children can prevent old age, but the mountains and rivers are far away from home, and they all say that raising children is to prevent old age, but no matter how hard you are tired, you don't open your mouth, and you only have a light song and tears to sing, and I wish the parents of the world a safe spring and autumn ......"

Moved, shocked, sighed. All kinds of emotions were mixed, and Xu Fei couldn't say what he felt in his heart. Although Ye Tiansheng's singing is flawed, he does not lose his emotion, and his strong feelings make people have tears in his eyes. The lyrics sang his heart.

Sour, bitter.

I miss my old father who is still struggling at home.

wanted to speak and stopped, Xu Fei couldn't speak for a long time.

When the song is recorded, the music stops. The studio was still quiet, with only a stout gasp and a dull smell of longing.

Ye Tiansheng didn't take off the headset, he cried. He had no tears to cry when Grandpa left, and this time he was going to cry a lot.

After a long time, Ye Tiansheng took off the headset and gently wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes. He may not be able to sing a song well, but he must sing it with feelings. Songs should not be flowing water, they will be forgotten when they pass. It should stay at the tip of the human heart, to heal the wounds, and to evoke forgotten memories.

"Bang Bang!"

Xu Fei took the lead in applauding, stepped forward and hugged Ye Tiansheng with his fat body, and said, "Thank you, thank you for making me make up my mind, I want to pick up my parents here." For the sake of my father and mother, I should not have left them and left the country with my wife and children, but I did not go back to visit them for several years. ”

Ye Tiansheng nodded, he didn't want to speak, and he was still silent in the arms of his grandfather when he was a child.

The recording staff quietly wiped the corners of his eyes, this song is too shocking.

Disdain at first.

The recording staff apologized.

At this time, the recording staff said to Ye Tiansheng very sincerely, "It's a little uncomfortable to ventilate, but it will be fine to record a few more times, your feelings are enough, this is the soul." You've given this song a soul, it's amazing... However, I suggest that you don't upload this song on the Internet yet, your singing skills need to be improved, you can practice more first, and wait until you can skillfully control this song and publish it. ”;