Qian Ananda glanced at Ding Liang and then at Jiang Chengwen.

He took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Chengwen and said, "Young and promising." ”

Jiang Chengwen smiled at him and said, "No, I'm just just playing, it's mainly you, brother, since you're here together, you're ready to sign it?" ”

Qian Shaonan nodded and agreed: "Hmm." ”

Jiang Chengwen knew it in his heart, but he was a little curious about how many times Zhang Binbin had found money before he said that he would be moved.

Qian Shaonan looked at Ding Liang and asked, "I want to ask Mr. Ding, how much money can I get?" ”

Ding Liang paused when he heard this, and he saw the eagerness in Qian Shaoyan's eyes.

He asked, "Short of money?" ”

Qian Shaonan shook his head, and said calmly: "It's not really, it's just a little bit of a need for money." ”

Ding Liang glanced at Qian Shaoyan again when he heard this, and then said, "I can advance you 50,000 yuan in advance." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Ding."

Qian Shaoyan opened his mouth, but he was a little hesitant.

Ding Liang saw that he seemed to be very embarrassed, and asked, "Less?" ”

Qian Shaonan shook his head and said with a smile: "No, it's enough." ”

His smile was a little far-fetched, then he calmed down and said, "Sign the contract." ”

Ding Liang's heart paused slightly, but he didn't ask much.

He looked at Zhang Binbin and said, "Secretary Zhang, take the contract out." ”

After that, everything went on naturally.

The time to sign the contract is five years, which is good, and some black-hearted entertainment companies sign for ten years as soon as they sign it, and the pure Gu cultivation model will be directly hidden if there is no improvement.

Zhang Binbin made it clear.

Qian Shaonan signed his name and pressed his handprint, and the signing contract was considered to be effective.

After some processes passed, Ding Liang shook hands with Qian Shaonan, and he said: "Go back and prepare, the plane the day after tomorrow, go back to Chongqing with me, you will have something to do soon." ”

Qian Shaonan agreed, "Okay." ”

After that, Ding Liang originally said to go to dinner together, but was rejected by Qian Shaonan, saying that he wanted to go home to have dinner with his wife.

After that, Zhang Binbin drove the money back.

In the courtyard of the wine courtyard, only Jiang Chengwen and Ding Liang were left.

Ding Liang looked at the car that was moving away, he couldn't help but touch his chin and asked, "Xiao Jiang, what do you think?" ”

Jiang Chengwen said: "I heard that he didn't agree when the scenic spot asked him to sign a contract before, he just liked to sing with a group of people, and what can be determined is that his temperament is free." ”

Ding nodded and said: "I also heard you say this, so I was a little confused, he seemed to be very short of money, and it seemed that he had encountered some difficulties, but he didn't say it." ”

"Because we don't know him well."

Jiang Chengwen said: "If it is a little more familiar, maybe he will borrow it directly." ”

Ding Liang pondered: "What can it be?" Is someone in the family seriously ill or what? More than 50,000 is not enough? ”

"Probably not." Jiang Chengwen said: "If this is the case, whether he is familiar with it or not, he will speak." ”

"Hmm."

Ding nodded and said, "I'll know when Secretary Zhang comes back and asks." ”

He changed his voice, looked at Jiang Chengwen and said, "Then again, I have already signed it, what about the song you promised me?" ”

"Hair back to you."

"No, I'm going to watch it now, I don't understand what kind of two songs you want to ink me for so long."

Ding Liang grabbed Jiang Chengwen and didn't let go.

Jiang Chengwen smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, I'll show you, I'll show you." ”

Ding Liang laughed proudly and said, "Hurry up." ”

Jiang Chengwen took out his mobile phone, and then found a folder in the local file.

Ding Liang watched the whole process and saw that the name of the folder opened by Jiang Chengwen was - [Backup]

When I opened it, there were two more folders inside.

【n】

【y】

Jiang Chengwen opened the [Y] folder

[Miss Dong] [Wild Son] [The Rest of My Life] [Ordinary Road] [Flammable and Explosive] [Slow Voice]

These are all things that Ding Liang knows.

There are also two word documents.

【Blind Man】【Queen of the North】

Ding Liang was stunned for a moment, he vaguely seemed to have guessed something.

Jiang Chengwen opened the word of the [Queen of the North] and handed it to Ding Liang to read.

Ding Liang wanted to get his mobile phone, but was stopped by Jiang Chengwen and said, "Just look at it this way." ”

Ding Liang then looked at the song.

"Ballads?" Ding Liang asked.

"Yes."

Jiang Chengwen said: "A ballad that is biased towards telling, this song is very quiet. ”

Ding Liang then looked at the score and words.

Jiang Chengwen said: "Whenever someone asks why I'm not in love, I prevaricate on the grounds of trouble. ”

"Someone started asking me who I liked or not, and I said no. Countless friends have told me that maybe you haven't met someone you really like, but I can't tell them, in fact, I have met before, and I met too soon, so I didn't have time to distinguish or figure it out. ”

Ding Liang listened to Jiang Chengwen's words and combined the lyrics and songs, as if he heard a little taste.

But he didn't have that amazing feeling.

There was no wild son at the beginning, and he was stunned by the slow voice of yesterday.

"This song ......"

Ding Liang pondered for a moment, frowned, and said, "I'm not questioning your level, but no matter how I look at it, it's not a song that can become popular." ”

"I didn't say that this song would definitely be a hit."

Jiang Chengwen said: "The tone of this song is deeper, and it is a niche song. ”

"Okay."

Ding Liang nodded and said, "What about the other one?" ”

"Another ......"

Jiang Chengwen closed the word, and then opened another word called "Blind Man".

He said: "This song is very special, but I think it is very suitable for money and difficulty. ”

Ding Liang then watched.

But when I saw the lyrics and the score of the first few lines, I frowned.

He said: "This score doesn't match the lyrics! ”

Jiang Chengwen said: "You go on." ”

Ding Liang didn't say anything when he heard this, and then looked down.

[The autumn cicadas are calling, I'm by the pavilion, it's just raining, I'm embarrassed that I can't drink wine, I'm reluctant, and the boats are shouting to hurry up......]

He suddenly reacted and said, "This is a dialect? Wait, not Chongqing? This is... Qianzhou dialect!? ”

"Yes."

Jiang Chengwen said: "This song can only be sung in dialects to convey that feeling. ”

Ding Liang is actually a little ridiculous.

In his independent impression, many dialect songs are vulgar, in fact, it is not surprising to have this idea, at this time, many dialect songs on the Internet are stained with some bad things.

But Ding Liang didn't make a judgment so quickly, and said, "You wait for me to take a look." ”

He continued to read it word by word.

He followed the lyrics and combined with the score to mutter, which was quite smooth, and it made him feel a little funny at the beginning.

But the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Ding Liang opened his mouth, looked at Jiang Chengwen and said, "Are you sure, are these two songs?" ”

Jiang Chengwen nodded and said, "I'm sure." ”

Ding Liang took a deep breath and said, "To be honest, I didn't watch these two songs. ”

His words were straightforward.

Jiang Chengwen said: "If you don't think it's okay, I can also change it for you, but it's two songs for one song." ”

Ding Liang thought for a while, but hesitated.

He felt that Jiang Chengwen would not cheat him, but it would be better to bring less personal emotions when it came to trading.

But I don't know why, Jiang Chengwen, who was calm in front of him, gave him an inexplicable confidence, as if if he really changed the song, he would definitely remember these two songs and regret it.

"Should I believe you once?" Ding Liang looked at Jiang Chengwen and seemed to be asking for an answer.

Jiang Chengwen said: "If you don't think it's okay, I'll write you another one." ”

His other folder is full of hot songs.

"What about these two?"

"Sell it to someone else."

"Hey, what you said, can't you sell it to me?"

"Don't you know that you can't have both?"

In Jiang Chengwen's view, copying songs is already a bit of a loss of conscience, if a song is still questioned like this, or even abandoned, it is better to change to a suitable person.

"You kid."

Ding Liang smiled helplessly, but the smile suddenly faded, and he muttered: "But the more you are like this, the more I want to gamble." ”

There was a look in his eyes that was peculiar to gambling dogs, as if it was a stimulus, affecting his nerves and judgment.

"Hair back to me."

Ding Liang said: "I'm looking forward to these two songs now, I want to see where you got such confidence, how big a market can a dialect song be." ”

Jiang Chengwen said: "You can throw it to others as the Queen of the North, but this song "Blind" must be sung by Qian Ananda. ”

"I see." Ding nodded his head.

Jiang Chengwen nodded.

Ding Liang changed his voice and said, "Then again, what is in your [n] folder?" ”

"Scrapped." Jiang Chengwen said.

Ding Liang was a little unconvinced, and said, "What are you doing with some waste manuscripts?" ”

Jiang Chengwen said: "Writing songs is also about inspiration, and it is always useful to keep scrapped manuscripts." ”

"Can you take a look?"

"I can't."

Ding Liang cut off and said, "Stingy." ”

He didn't ask any more questions, and after Jiang Chengwen sent him the score and lyrics, he pondered it himself.

And Jiang Chengwen just sat in the courtyard and fiddled with his mobile phone.

He opened the folder of [n].

All of them are songs that have not yet been released, some have applied for copyright, and some are still idle, these songs are all songs that Jiang Chengwen recalls day after day, and then composed songs with his own memory.

To put it bluntly, it's also a copy.

It's just a bit of a laborious copy.

Jiang Chengwen turned off his mobile phone, glanced back, and saw that Han Jing and Duan Fang were in the backyard, so he walked towards the backyard.

Before he got closer, he heard Duan Fang's voice.

"As for the grain, soak the grain for about a day to allow the grain to absorb enough water to cook or steam the grain. Whether it is boiled or steamed, the grain must be thoroughly cooked. ”

"In the case of fruits, the fruit is washed, peeled, and mashed into a pulp. Fruits do not need to be cooked or steamed, they are special fruits that need to be soaked in warm water to remove the astringency of the peel, such as persimmons, and the time to soak to remove the astringency is about a day. ”

Han Jing nodded as if she didn't understand, and said, "But what about the heat and the proportion of koji?" ”

"The ratio of koji on the market is usually about 5 to 10 parts per thousand, and the amount of koji used in the operation is 6 parts per thousand.

Duan Fang explained as he stirred the koji and grain in the barrel.

Jiang Chengwen stepped forward, smelled the sweet smell of koji and grain, and couldn't help but say: "This taste is really gluttonous." ”

Han Jing couldn't help but smack her mouth when she heard this, and said, "Yes, this thing smells sweet, but it's a little unpleasant." ”

Duan Fang said with a smile: "Sweet rice wine may be suitable for you." ”

Jiang Chengwen looked at Duan Fang and said, "Boss, your method should be more modern." ”

Duan Fang nodded and said: "Yes, if you want to make base wine, this method is actually very good, but if you want a better charm, the ancient recipe is more suitable, but the overall process is not bad." ”

"Speaking of which, I can give you a taste of the rice wine I brewed earlier."

Sweet rice wine is also known as mash.

It can be said to be wine, but more often it is regarded as a snack, like the ice powder cold shrimp sold on the street, and in ancient times, there will always be mash dealers on the official road, drinking a bowl is not only sweet, but also warms up.

After that, Duan Fang took out the wine.

Jiang Chengwen and Han Jing drank a small bowl alone.

Han Jing said: "I've eaten rice wine before, but I feel that the boss is sweeter, can you have another bowl?" ”

"You can eat less, rice wine will be intoxicating." Jiang Chengwen said.

Han Jing was shocked and said, "It's not outside." ”

Duan Fang said: "In the end, it can be regarded as wine, it is better to drink less, you are not energetic yet, you will know in a while." ”

The boss said a good thing.

After drinking a small bowl, Han Jing's face slowly turned a little red, and her head felt a little drowsy.

She took a deep breath and said, "This wine is so slow. ”

If Jiang Chengwen hadn't stopped her from drinking, it is estimated that she would have been able to eat three or four bowls in such a short time just now, and when the wine came together, it was estimated that she would have to fall here.

Jiang Chengwen said with a smile: "If you like to drink, go back and ask the boss to send some back." ”

"Yes."

Duan Fang said: "Didn't you say yes before, you help me recommend tenants, I'll give you a can, and leave me an address when I go back." ”

Jiang Chengwen was not polite, nodded and smiled: "That feeling is good." ”

Duan Fang smiled, and then asked, "Anyway, you should check out the day after tomorrow, do you plan to go back or play for two more days?" ”

Jiang Chengwen couldn't help but think about it when he heard this.

Honestly, he didn't plan it.

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