Han Jin smiled, briefly introduced the music copyright system in the United States, and finally said, "It is very profitable to write songs in the United States, as long as there is such a song that is popular, you don't have to worry about it in this life." ”

"Wow, really?" When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel envious. I can't help but understand the rhythm and know how to create, if I can write a few good songs, I won't have to worry about food and clothing in this life.

"Uncle Wang!" Hu Zehong, who played Xichun, suddenly shouted, "Go to the United States, you can write a few songs there, and you won't have to worry about food and clothing." ”

Han Jin looked for the sound, and saw a middle-aged man, walking by the lake, looking at his frowning appearance, it should be that his creation has encountered a bottleneck.

"Lao Wang, come over here and introduce you to a rare guest." Director Wang Fulin beckoned.

The middle-aged man nodded and walked over quickly, "Director Wang." ”

"Well, this is Mr. Han Jin from Hong Kong, and he is also the great benefactor of our Red Mansion crew." Wang Fulin introduced with a smile, "Mr. Han, this is Wang Liping, the composer of our Red Mansion crew. ”

Han Jin immediately stood in awe, this is a bull.

Let's not mention his works, just talking about the title he puts on his head can scare people away.

Member of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, head of the China Film Orchestra, deputy to the National People's Congress, and vice chairman of the Association for the Promotion of Democracy......

What makes Han Jin more concerned is his status as the chairman of the China Music Copyright Association.

The China Music Copyright Association is the highest-ranking organization in the mainland music scene, and the only non-profit organization dedicated to safeguarding the legitimate rights and interests of composers, lyricists and other music copyright holders.

Whether songwriters can get their own money depends on the faces of others, so although this organization is a non-profit organization, it is the top boss of all mainland musicians.

Han Jin also respects and hates this institution, because many of the songs he wrote in his previous life, although they are all sung in the streets, but he, the creator, can't make a penny.

"Oh, Mr. Han, hello." When Wang Liping heard that the person in front of him was Han Jin, he hurriedly smiled and said.

Han Jin just nodded lightly, "Okay." ”

Wang Liping couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Han Jin so cold, thinking that Hong Kong people are very proud.

"Uncle Wang, I just heard Mr. Han say that writing songs in the United States can make money. You should also go to the United States, write a few songs and make a fortune. Hu Zehong said with a smile.

Wang Liping smiled slightly when he heard this, "Silly boy, people are talking about English songs, I can only write Chinese anthems, and I don't use them when I go to the United States, and people won't like them." ”

"So that's the case, so how can Mr. Han write English songs?" Hu Zehong nodded, and then asked suspiciously.

"Hong Kong is now British, and Mr. Han is a Hong Konger, so he naturally knows English." Shen Ling said with a smile.

"That's a pity, Uncle Wang, you can't make any money." Hu Zehong shook his head and said.

Han Jin sneered, "In fact, writing songs in China may not make money." European and American countries make money by writing songs because they have copyright protection associations like ASCAP, and all songwriters are members of this association. Anyone who uses the song will need to pay a royalty to ASCAP. However, there is no such organization in China, and the rights and interests of songwriters are not protected. ”

"If there is such a copyright protection organization in China, with the current prosperity of domestic music, songwriters can also make a lot of money. I don't dare to say more, at least hundreds of thousands, millions can still be earned. Han Jin said.

In the 80s, the domestic music market was surprisingly prosperous. Li Lingyu's cassette can sell for 30 million copies, and Zhang Mingmin's "My Chinese Heart" can be sung to the streets. If royalties can be collected, songwriters can really make a lot of money.

"Wow, you can make so much money, don't lie to people, right?" When everyone present heard Han Jin say this, they couldn't help but be surprised, they really didn't expect to make so much money by writing songs. You must know that in the 80s, even if it was a 10,000-yuan household, it was a rarity.

"What Mr. Han said is right, but it's a pity that our country doesn't have such a copyright protection organization that can work for the well-being of our songwriters." Wang Liping sighed and said that he had also composed many popular songs before, such as the "Shepherd Song" in the movie "Shaolin Temple".

Judging from the box office of hundreds of millions of yuan in "Shaolin Temple" that year, if it was transferred to the United States, Wang Liping could earn millions of dollars with this "Shepherd Song" alone. It's a pity that now he didn't even get a hundred yuan, let alone a million dollars.

"If only I could see this organization formed one day." Wang Liping said again.

"I'm afraid that the organization will be established, and I won't do anything good." Han Jin said with a sneer.

"What does Mr. Han mean by that?" Wang Liping saw that Han Jin said strangely, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"It's nothing, I just hope that Mr. Wang will not forget his original intention and always remember the current words." Han Jin said with a sneer.

Everyone saw that his tone seemed to be a little wrong, and they couldn't help but look at him and Wang Liping suspiciously.

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them had only met for the first time today, everyone would have wondered if there was some feud between the two.

Wang Liping also felt a little puzzled, he didn't know how he offended Han Jin, he seemed to be aiming at himself with every word.

Han Jin also noticed everyone's puzzled gazes, but he didn't want to explain, and he couldn't explain.

Everyone stood there embarrassed for a while, and Zhang Li suddenly smiled, "Uncle Wang, what were you thinking about on the other side of the lake just now, so distracted?" ”

"Oh, I'm still thinking about how to match the song "Funeral Flower Yin"." Wang Liping frowned and said, "It's really difficult, I've been writing it for more than a year, and I still don't have a clue." ”

In his previous life, Wang Liping, the song "Funeral Flower Yin", pondered for one year and nine months, but it was said that he had exhausted his brains.

"Poof!" Guo Xiaozhen couldn't help but smile, looked at Han Jin and said, "Uncle Wang, don't worry. Isn't there Mr. Han here today, they all say that he is a creative talent, so it is better to let him give it a try. ”

"Well, that's a good idea. Didn't they all say that Mr. Han, you can become a poem in seven steps, why don't you help a group of old kings. Wang Fulin also said with a smile.

Although he didn't know why Han Jin and Wang Liping didn't deal with each other when they met, from his point of view, he still hoped that the two could get along peacefully.

"yes, let's do it, let's open our eyes too." Deng Jie also said with a smile.

A large group of girls also looked at Han Jin with burning eyes, all wanting to see if he was as amazing as he said on TV.

"Okay then." Han Jin nodded, "But which sister showed me the lyrics of "Funeral Flower Yin"?" ”

In fact, the whole song "Funeral Flower Yin" has long been lying in his stomach, but he can't just sing it directly, which is too shocking. You have to pretend first.

Hearing him ask, nine of the ten people present took out the little book.

It turned out that these actors all carried a small notebook with them, on which they all wrote their understanding of "Dream of Red Mansions", their experience of the role they played, etc., so that the actors could better understand the characters and they could enter the play faster.

Because this "Funeral Flower Yin" is the highlight of the book, everyone copied this poem.

Seeing that so many people had taken out their little books, not only Han Jin was stunned, but these girls were also stunned, and then they all laughed a little embarrassed.

Han Jin also smiled, looked at it, and finally chose Chen Xiaoxu's small book.

"Please ask Sister Lin to help me turn it over." He said with a smile.

Chen Xiaoxu nodded with a red face, quickly turned to the paragraph of "Funeral Flower Yin", and then handed it to Han Jin with a smile.

Han Jin thanked him and took it with a smile, his tentacles were warm, and he still carried Chen Xiaoxu's body temperature. At the same time, there is a faint fragrance, I think it is a personal collection, the daughter fragrance of the touch.

Han Jin couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled.

Chen Xiaoxu was originally a crystal-hearted glass person, seeing Han Jin's different expression, after thinking about it, he guessed the reason, and couldn't help but blush.

The other girls didn't notice this, but they didn't dare to disturb Han Jin for a while when they were thinking.

Han Jin was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, and then looked at the poem "Funeral Flower Yin".

I saw that the handwriting on the paper was delicate and neat, slender and weak, and it was written by a girl at a glance. And the words are like their people, they are all so beautiful.

Han Jin looked at it carefully, then closed the small book, closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

These girls all looked at him curiously, and they all felt that Han Jin was really handsome now thinking about it, and he was really handsome in his creation.

The so-called serious man is the most handsome, not to mention that Han Jin is already handsome~

Just as he was thinking about it, another group of cast and crew came over, Li Ting who played Jia's mother, Ouyang Fenqi who played Jia Baoyu, Yuan Mei who played the attacker, etc., there was a team of twenty or thirty people.

They were all waiting for filming in Qiushuangzhai, but they didn't see anyone coming over after waiting for a long time, so they thought about coming over to take a look, and they saw that this large group of people were standing here, so they all came over curiously.

"If you don't go to Qiushuangzhai, what are you doing standing here?" Ouyang Fenqi asked with a smile at everyone.

"Shhhh Chen Xiaoxu shushed him.

Ouyang Fenqiao was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Han Jin standing in the crowd, and immediately recognized him as the "Jia Baoyu" that Wang Fulin had in mind.

"Well, he looks very handsome." He couldn't help but admire.

"What is he doing here?" Ouyang Fenqi then asked Chen Xiaoxu in a whisper.

Chen Xiaoxu quietly told him the reason, "We are all waiting for his "Funeral Flower Yin". ”

Ouyang Fenqi looked at Han Jin in surprise, he really didn't expect him to be so bold and dare to show off in front of Mr. Wang Liping.

You must know that Wang Liping is a well-known musician in the mainland, and the songs he wrote are also well-known and sung for a while. Even he was helpless against the song "Funeral Flower Yin", no matter how talented Han Jin was, he was still young and inexperienced, could he have the ability to compose good tunes? !

You must know that "Funeral Flower Yin" is an ancient style poem, not the popular songs he wrote before. Han Jin, who grew up in Hong Kong, how much ancient literary attainment can he compose a song suitable for "Funeral Flower Yin"?!

Just when he was puzzled, he saw Han Jin suddenly open his eyes.

"What bright eyes!" Ouyang Fenqi couldn't help but admire.

Han Jin's eyes are as bright as stars, and his eyes are cut water, which is very beautiful.

"Mr. Han, how is it, is there one?" Wang Fulin hurriedly asked.

"Well, it's not very good, but I estimate that it's seven or eight points appropriate." Han Jin said with a smile.

"Oh, that's really going to hear your masterpiece." Wang Fulin said with a smile.

"Mr. Han is really talented, I have been thinking about it for more than a year without an idea, and I didn't expect that Mr. Han only thought about it for a few minutes." Wang Liping was also surprised.

"Mr. Han, sing it to us." Guo Xiaozhen said with a smile.

"yes, let us hear it." Deng Jie also smiled.

Han Jin nodded, "Okay, then I'll be ugly." ”

When everyone present saw that he was really going to sing, they couldn't help but prick up their ears and listen.

I saw Han Jin clear his throat first, and then chanted softly.

"Flowers and flowers fly all over the sky......"

As soon as Han Jin said the first sentence, Wang Liping couldn't help but move his ears.

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