Chapter 18 Business is booming
came here, and by the way, I also bought the song for Song Chunye, anyway, the money is enough.
"I'm going to buy a folk love song."
Lao Fan's "I Want to Hug You in a Mediocre Life" next door.
Lu Xiansen's "Spring Breeze Ten Miles".
After listening to it for a while, Yu Siyuan found that "Ten Miles of Spring Breeze" did not quite fit the theme of "Love Baiwei", but was more in tune with "Love and Love".
If he had made a deal with Song Chunye earlier, this guy would have been able to make a name for himself in today's recording, and he would have died.
However, these two songs, one hundred thousand songs are definitely not pitted.
If you want to sell songs to others, he told the system not to register the copyright, so as not to be discovered by someone with a heart, which will be a goof.
When the business was done and the money was gone, he had to look idly out the window at the street scene that flashed by.
But he didn't know what was going on, Shen Qinglan's face kept appearing in his mind, and he couldn't get out.
"The door is not the right one, and the personality is not matched, which is not exciting."
He secretly warned himself in his heart that he must maintain the purity of money transactions, and must not have feelings for customers, otherwise he will definitely encounter white P.
One song is 500,000, ten songs are 5 million, 10 songs are 50 million, and that scene is very distressing to think about.
Back at the training camp, after dinner, Yu Siyuan started to act.
Through micro-chat, he passed the accompaniment and score of the two songs to Song Chunye, there is no song sample, and low-end customers of 100,000 songs do not have this treatment.
At the same time, he also left his bank card number and instructed the other party to call the rest of the money after paying the tax through Qichen Records.
In his previous life, many celebrities on the earth overturned because of tax issues, he didn't want to be that unlucky guy, and besides, the song transaction is a transfer of the right to use the work, and the tax rate is less than 20% after conversion.
Guarding the system, this Jinshan Bank, it is not worth taking risks for this money.
Shen Qinglan's side is more difficult, if there is no song sample, it will not reflect the special style of Tike cowboy at all, although he can imitate a little bit of taste under his efforts, but this kind of shady transaction cannot be recorded in the room at all, so many cameras are shooting.
Forced to be helpless, Yu Siyuan had no choice but to sneak into the yard, pretend to take a walk to eat, and slipped into a no-man's corner, the surrounding woods and rockeries can just hide their figures, and the enemy is bright and dark, if someone comes, they can be found as soon as possible.
"I've heard about your good and bad, and I'm the one who is willing to fall into it."
"No one blesses me after being sure, but wants to accept it bravely"
He tried his best to imitate the tone of the Tjek cowboy, trying to recreate the hoarse and low and furious roar.
"Our Story: Love is Worth Love"
"It's worth it to be wrong"
"Love turns the world upside down and it will come to fruition"
"Don't wait for you to say a more beautiful promise"
"I can promise myself"
In the chorus part, he deliberately used a more vicissitudes of life when singing, and Shen Qinglan claimed that he liked a vigorous style, so it made this girl completely high.
In fact, when his singing skills were despised, this kind of competitive emotion grew in his heart and intensified.
Either the east wind overwhelmed the west wind, or the west wind overwhelmed the east wind, and he was far from standing and earning this money.
After recording four times, he finally got a rough sample, and he hurriedly passed the accompaniment, music score and sample to Shen Qinglan through WeChat chat.
Next, just sit back and wait for the money to be collected.
As for Zhang Youhe's two songs, they have to be delayed again, otherwise they will create two golden songs in a few hours, which is easy to play at an ordinary speed.
In front of a big man in the circle like the god of singers in the Hong Kong area, it is better not to play with a big knife.
Back in the dormitory, as soon as he sat down and took a sip of water, his cell phone rang.
It was a micro-chat voice sent by Shen Qinglan.
"The song is good, hard enough, I like it very much. It's just whether you can be serious when you record the sample, what kind of mess you sing, oh I'm sorry, I blame you, it's not a matter of singing skills, not attitude. ”
When Yu Siyuan listened, he could imagine the disgusted look on the other party's face, and the anger in his heart was "puffing".
"In order to keep it a secret, I went to the woods to record, and I had to sing so as not to attract attention, and I even pinched my nose and endured being bitten by mosquitoes, isn't it rude for you to talk like this?"
After a while, I finally received a reply.
"I paid for it, isn't that what you're supposed to do? When I encounter some difficulties, I complain bitterly, and I don't let people say that I don't want to be a father of Party A? ”
"Shen Qinglan, don't think that you can buy the dignity of a person by paying 500,000 yuan, in the future cooperation, if you still don't respect my ......personality, then you have to add money."
After a long time, there was a "sigh" over there.
As a human being in two lives, Yu Siyuan felt that Shen Qinglan was the most annoying opposite sex, but at present, he still had to continue to work hard for him, there was no way, people gave too much.
Just as it is time to lie down and taste the guts, the end of the program recording is the time for him to soar for nine days.
However, it is really unpleasant to be criticized for his singing skills, and with the anti-heaven artifact of the system, it is not impossible for him to quickly improve his singing skills.
After redeeming two hours of teaching time for "At Least There's You", he only left a few thousand yuan on his body for emergency, and it was not Xiang Yu's patent, he could do it even if he was in a hurry.
In the surveillance screen, Yu Siyuan was only lying on the table for a few seconds, but in fact, in the system space, the two-hour teaching time had ended.
The system is quite intimate, in addition to showing him the original version of Lin Yilian, there are also cover versions of Li Ronghao and Zhang Jingxuan.
After learning more about the style of each version, he combined his own strength to adapt a most suitable version of "At Least You".
Leaving the system space, there is no sound that prompts the upgrading of singing skills, it seems that the fire has not yet arrived, and we have to continue to work hard.
Now that his pocket is empty, he can't play canvassing for new songs, so he has to try his best to search for the barren musical memories of his previous life, trying to recall a few "free" songs.
Not to mention, two songs were really dug up, "Norwegian Wood" and "The Man Who Cried".
When he was in college, the brothers in the dormitory often sang Wu Bai's songs at KTV, and Yu Siyuan followed along, and over time, these two songs remained in his memory forever.
It's also strange to say, he was a pure music idiot in his previous life, why can the memory of songs in his mind be so clear and comprehensive?
Could it be that this is a gift from fate to the traverser?
It's a pity that this guy didn't remember a few songs in his previous life, otherwise why bother to pay the system for nothing.
It took a long time, and even when some tunes were not called accurately, he had to use the guitar to test the music one by one, and he could barely complete the music in his memory.
Just as I was about to start playing and singing to try the effect, an idea came to me involuntarily.
"Do you want to give one of these two rock songs to Shen Qinglan?"
Then Yu Siyuan felt a thrill in his heart, and suddenly sobered up, and scolded himself vigorously for being unproductive.
"I can't walk when I see a beautiful girl, can I have some interest? It's been almost sixty years since the two lives were single, why do you subdue a punk hottie like a garbage player? ”