The Water Sky Villa is still quiet, and the trees and flowers occasionally shake, as if you are waking up all night to stretch your muscles and welcome a new day.

In the living room, the mind is running fast, and the brain is organizing the language.

"My name is Tang Yun, I am a contracted singer of Phantom Music Company, I have not been popular in the music industry, I have released a few albums, but I have not been well-known, this year is the last year of my contract with the company, the company has no plans to renew my contract, I want to get a few good songs, sing them, and see if I can change the company's decision, so that the company can give me some more time." Tang Yun calmly introduced her basic information and purpose.

"Then why do you believe that me, a young man you have only listened to one song, can help you?" Lin Feng smiled and asked.

"Intuition and that song from last night." Tang Yun went out and really talked about the little things in his heart.

"Hehe, amazing. But since you're a first-class company in Phantom Music, why don't you ask for songs from those well-known first-class songwriters in your company? ”

"I'm leaving, I'm late when I come back from the composition because I went to drink with those people, and I don't know if I can get a good song." Tang Yun smiled bitterly.

"Then why don't you wait, what are you doing here in a hurry? What if your company's lyricist and composer gives you the song today! Lin Feng said he didn't understand.

"It's impossible, they are all masters who don't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles, and the good songs that can be ranked are all for the stars who give the first line, and occasionally there are one or two good songs that no one wants, and it will also cost people a lot to get Cai Neng. And sometimes for the sake of some breaking principles, or ......, so I am now faced with two choices. The wry smile on Tang Yun's face became even stronger.

"Oh, I see. But I'll give you a few good songs, what can you give me? "Lin Feng plays with taste.

"I, if I can be popular, I am willing to give you 90% of my income in ten years." Tang Yun gritted his teeth, if it was really him, his remaining ten percent would be enough.

"Ten years? Ninety percent? Ten years is not a short time, 90 percent is also a big number, and then you will only have 10 percent left, are you really willing? Lin Feng asked with interest. This courage is not available to ordinary men, how many decades are there in life? What percentage of income can I earn in a lifetime?

"But if there is no good song, I can't go on this road, let alone ten years, what is the point of twenty years, and besides, I am not willing to give up 90 percent now, I don't even have one percent. How can I not make the right choice with such a trade-off? Tang Yun was very determined.

"And if I write you a good song, will you continue to stay in Phantom? Or do you want to go to another family, or do it alone? The haircut asked.

"Continue to be in Phantom, anyway, the power of the company is very strong, and although the company hasn't paid too much attention to me over the years, it's really good for artists from other companies who are similar to me." Tang Yun said.

"Well, okay, last question, can you give everything for music? All ...... included"

Lin Feng's words were not finished, but Tang Yun understood.

"No, everything is music, but music is not everything, some things have a bottom line." Without thinking, Tang Yun replied.

"Hehe, well, sing a song, it's better to be able to show your falsetto and essential timbre and your singing." Lin Feng felt that it was okay, and he would talk about other conditions after judging the song.

Hearing Lin Feng singing, Tang Yun was stunned for a moment, and then began to adjust his mood, looking for a song that met the conditions and could sing well.

"Fate may be the most wonderful thing in the world when it ......"

……

After singing for a stage, Tang Yun consciously stopped and looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng is happy, there is no such thing as the same leaf in one world, two worlds can, this singer can, Lin Feng has a bottom in his heart.

"Your strength is okay, if you can grasp the high and low of the key, this song should have room to rise. Miss Tang Yun, let's talk about it in detail. Lin Feng said lightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin Feng." Tang Yun couldn't suppress the joy in her heart, and it overflowed on her face. shouted out his own bold guess.

"You're welcome, this is the principle of mutual benefit." Lin Feng didn't care at all if Tang Yun recognized who she was, she had been talking for so long, and she couldn't recognize who she was, so she really had to underestimate her eyesight.

"I have two suggestions now, first, I will cooperate directly with you, let's start another contract, I will write you the lyrics and music of the song, and then I don't care what you do, you go and talk to your company yourself, you directly pay me 90% of your income, of course, you can't use my name when promoting, after the album is a hit, it's okay, hehe."

Lin Feng picked up the water cup and took a sip of water, then continued, "Second, you tell your company about the matter. I signed a contract with you, and I also signed a contract with your company, and I became your temporary producer, but in addition to the 90% you gave me, your company also gave me a part of the fee, of course, if you choose the second option, I will ask your company to increase its investment in you, and my name can also be used. ”

Lin Feng was very shrewd in his calculations, and he said it in detail, but Tang Yun was a little dizzy.

"What you mean by this, Mr. Lin, is that there is a private cooperation between you and me, and a cooperation between you and me and the company, and then I will pay you 90% of the income in both ways." Tang Yun's eyes widened, why was this genius so greedy?

"Didn't you bring it up 90 percent yourself?" Lin Feng was very innocent.

"Ninety percent of the time in private isn't enough for your naming rights, and that's what makes you more visible." Tang Yun didn't understand it very much.

"Am I not well-known enough now?" Lin Feng asked rhetorically.

"............" Tang Yun did not speak.

"I can't make a few albums for you in ten years, you know, after my studio opens, under normal circumstances, I only make one album for people, and you can earn 90% for each album, so you have to have faith in me."

"Not every album, not all the proceeds?" Tang Yun was stunned.

"All the gains? Hehe, I'm not so greedy, as long as I make 90% of the revenue from the album I make for you. Lin Feng was a little stunned, am I so greedy? If you want all the income in ten years, it's too much to underestimate people.

"Which one do you choose?" Lin Feng asked.

"The second option is to let the company pay some more money, and they won't care, as long as they won't be able to get a higher benefit than the cost. Even if it's just a small gain. Tang Yun made a choice.

"Okay, in the past two days, I'll find a time to go to your company, do you want to talk to your company first, well, just say that I heard you singing by chance and think your voice is good, so I hope to be able to cooperate with you, so that you can talk on your company's side." Lin Feng is very considerate of others.

"Well, okay, I'll ask my agent to talk to the company's senior management today, I don't know if Mr. can leave me a number, I'll go back and inform you." Tang Yun was also a cheerful person, and felt that Lin Feng's idea was good, so he agreed.

"Well, okay, but please don't tell anyone, XXXXXX." Lin Feng reported his successor number.

"Okay, no problem, I know, then Mr. Lin Feng, I won't bother you." Tang Yun wrote down Lin Feng's mobile phone number, stood up and was about to leave.

"Don't send it, goodbye."

……

After Tang Yun left, Lin Feng touched his hungry stomach, walked into the kitchen, started the soymilk machine, and waited on the side.

Lin Feng was able to agree to help Tang Yun not only because of her courage and strength, but also because she was a person from Phantom Music, so far Lin Feng has cooperated with only one music company, Starlight, this kind of transfer speed is too slow, although there will definitely be more music companies to find after the empire is good production, but Tang Yun has more than one stone, why not do it.

And Galaxy Music, which is at the same level as Phantom, has come to the door to join by itself, although he refused, and he has already let go out to be an independent musician, but the arrogance and greed of these big companies cannot be dispelled in a sentence or two, so what he has to do now is to build momentum, another invincible album, although it will make them more greedy, but it also shows them that they have the strength to be free, you can't block it.

The speed of the newly bought soymilk machine is better than the old one, and the soymilk is done quickly.

After Lin Feng settled the breakfast, he returned to the study and continued to carry the Dou Po Firmament, moving the Twin Emperor Yuan to this world earlier, and completing a project earlier. The opening of a project is always at the end of a project, and things must be done one by one, even if they go hand in hand, it is fatal if it is too much.

Just after the morning, the sun, which had shown its power intermittently, finally broke out, and the sun dispersed the dark clouds and sprinkled the world strongly, giving everything a golden coat, and the world became very rich.

It's just that it's not winter at the moment, and the sun brings color and doesn't bring a warm feeling, only sweaty, boring heat.

As a last resort, Lin Feng closed the curtains, turned on the air conditioner, and turned on the lights.

When the air conditioner adjusted the temperature in the room moderately, Lin Feng did not move, and sat in the room all morning coding words, enjoying the words.

At around twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Feng stopped what he was doing, clicked on the link left by Shenzhou Jinbei Literature, and followed the path of light to send out the things that had been prepared before yesterday evening. This time, Lin Feng looked at the picture, and there was no essay, but a poem.

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In a house full of computers on the thirteenth floor of a building in Kyoto.

Drip! Drip! Drip!

Three beeps sounded in the audio of a computer, which means that there are new files in the area that the computer is responsible for, but there is no one in front of the computer, and at twelve o'clock at noon, the staff should be eating!

It didn't take long, drip! Drip! Drip! , and a few more ticks replaced the penultimate first of the document that had just arrived, and then in the next half an hour, it became a relationship of substitution and replacement.

People want to squint for a while at noon in summer, but it is easy to oversleep after squinting for a while, and if it is unfortunate that it is past three o'clock, many people will not find a place to cry.

So when the staff in charge of receiving the Shenzhou Gold Cup Literary Contest was eating, the computer was very busy.