In front of a computer screen.

Lang Qian pondered for a long time on the blank paper in front of him, only to feel that some of the rigid brains were even more confused, obviously had ideas, but they couldn't describe them in the right words, so that he was still sitting in a daze for several hours, as if he had been immobilized as a monkey.

The large ashtray on the desk was already full of cigarette butts, and the trash can next to the chair had long been filled with clumps of waste paper, and there were a pile of empty wine bottles.

Sighing helplessly, he raised his bloodshot eyes, he landed on the live broadcast platform, intending to relax and change his mood, otherwise he would go crazy if he continued like this.

Lang Qian is a senior music producer, and he has a good level of lyrics and music, but writing songs is like writing poems, which cannot be produced casually, and must have so-called inspiration.

The article is made by nature, and the magic hand is even good.

The ancients have made it very clear that the birth process of those popular poems and chapters that can be sung for a long time is more or less accidental. In other words, it resembles a custom-made, handmade luxury item rather than an industrial product that can be mass-produced.

Therefore, every music producer hopes that a few classic masterpieces can be born in their hands, but it is only a few of the few who can make their dreams come true.

And many talented music producers in the later stage, they can't avoid the phenomenon of exhaustion of inspiration and rigid thinking, and it is difficult to hold back a good song in a few years.

Lang Qian also thought of many ways to do this, go out to travel and relax, see the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, look for inspiration everywhere, or rent a courtyard in a luxury resort with beautiful mountains and rivers to live permanently, precipitate his mood in the quiet and beautiful, almost isolated peach paradise scenery, ponder the writing, and look forward to the moment when inspiration bursts out.

For a certain period of time, he even listened to the ideas of his friends, and became obsessed with the high-end private clubs that men like, and had in-depth exchanges with those lovely-looking and charming young ladies, precise poverty alleviation, and looked forward to being able to hold back a few high-level songs. After all, many talented literati in history loved to wander and like to stay overnight in Flower Street and Willow Lane, and some classic words and chapters were born in that environment.

It's just that this method did not produce the results he expected, so that now the company's top management has no expectations of him, a former big name.

A few days ago, the boss told him bluntly that a certain first-line star of the company plans to release an album in the near future, and ordered him to come up with a high-grade song as soon as possible, whether it is written by himself or by someone ghostwriting, to buy it, to steal, to cheat and rob! If you can't complete the task, just wait to sit on the cold bench!

Lang Qian, who was almost driven crazy, could only reluctantly start work, but the lyrics he wrote were even miserable for himself, let alone take them out.

"God is like the Buddha, the Jade Emperor Guanyin...... Whoever hears it, please give me a new song! ”

Lang Qian muttered, looking at the live broadcast rooms one by one, the anchors and young ladies in it were all dressed up in fancy ways, scratching their heads in front of the camera, selling cute smiles and begging for gifts, of course he was no stranger to such scenes, and even had in-depth exchanges with several of the popular anchors.

The picture flashed, and his clear and pure voice instantly attracted his attention, and a beautiful girl in a sapphire blue student uniform was singing in front of the camera.

"What is this?"

Lang Qian was excited, and quickly sat up straight. As a veteran music producer, he can be sure that he has never heard this song before, but the level of the lyrics is ...... Not to mention more, it is always more than enough to deal with that fat-headed, big-eared, hateful-looking old man, and even that star will not have an opinion.

"It turns out that this song is called 'Qingming Riverside Map'? And really she wrote it herself? Very good, very good! ”

The excited Lang Qian immediately swiped a wave of gifts, successfully attracting the attention of the beautiful girl in the picture, and a soft and elegant thank you sounded.

"Anchor sister paper, I am a music producer of Hanhai Entertainment, can you add my contact information? I would like to talk to you about the transfer of the copyright of this song, and the terms are negotiable. ”

He typed quickly, attaching his mobile phone number and WeChat to the back.

Xiao Yulan smiled in surprise, it seems that the house manager said well, someone came to the door so soon. Think about it, there is a huge group of water friends on the live broadcast platform, there are people from all walks of life, and it is normal for a few music producers to pop up.

After a little weighing, she still wrote down the contact information of the other party, a good song, as long as there is no problem in operation, the benefits are very considerable, and it can be eaten for many years, of course, it is okay to sell all the copyrights at one time.

Xiao Yulan felt that if the price offered by the other party was fair and reasonable, it was not impossible to sell the song, so that his first task could be completed faster.

"Okay, that's all for today's live broadcast, I'm going to rest, see you tomorrow!"

After chatting with the sailors for a while, Xiao Yulan said with a smile.

"No, we refuse!"

"It's only been over in a little time, huh? Stay with us for a while? ”

"Anchor sister paper, as a newcomer, you should be diligent, not too salty, so that you will accumulate more popularity!"

"Is there still a song? Sing us another song, shall you? Give you a gift. ”

In the face of the words of the sailors, Xiao Yulan said slightly apologetically: "I'm really embarrassed, I'm a student, and I have to get up early tomorrow to go to class, so I have to rest as soon as possible." ”

"Isn't it? Really a student? ”

"Well, looking at the age, it should be true."

"Which school? Ask for the address, ask for the noodle base, shall I invite you to dinner? ”

Xiao Yulan smiled and politely refused, of course this kind of private information can't be said, otherwise in the future, a group of guys with excessive hormone secretion will block the school gate every day to show love and beg for a relationship, and she will not be annoyed to death? The school will also have opinions about itself.

finally waved to the camera and closed the live broadcast, Xiao Yulan finally breathed a sigh of relief, patted his towering chest, and said in his heart that it was finally over.

His first live broadcast was very successful, because he appeared without makeup and sang a new song, which greatly shocked the sailors, so the gifts received were equivalent to tens of thousands of Huaxia coins, and he could get more than 6,000 yuan in addition to the company's commission.

In the future, as her fame spreads, her popularity will increase more and more, not to mention completing the task, it will be easy to make a fortune.