After learning that the singer selected was Hu Yuanliang, Jiang Yan listened to his song, and the sad little prince really lived up to his reputation.

"Please Don't Go", "Tears of Thinking of You Every Day", "Will We Meet Again".

is not only sad in the lyrics, but also the title of the song reveals the word bitterness from the inside out.

After listening to Hu Yuanliang's masterpiece, Jiang Yan's mind appeared in his mind the singer who traveled through the former Celestial Dynasty, Zheng Yuan!

The styles of the two are surprisingly consistent, and what impresses Zheng Yuan the most is "How Can You Hurt Me Ruthlessly".

This song was popular all over the country back then, and whenever I heard the melody of the song, I could subconsciously hum the lyrics.

Jiang Yan and Hu Yuanliang agreed to meet tomorrow morning in the recording studio specially prepared by the program team for the guests, and then went to meet Fang Yuande.

"Xian Xian Xian", this is a very famous restaurant near the TV station, and you will know that the specialty is seafood when you look at the name of the hotel.

"The bill for box eight is settled."

Jiang Yan took out his bank card and said in front of Fang Yuande.

"Hello, a total of 8,000 yuan was consumed, this is a small receipt." The waiter returned the bank card to Jiang Yan.

"Jiang Yan, it's okay to say that I'm in for a treat."

Fang Yuande was a little embarrassed, it was really Jiang Yan's hand speed that was too fast, and before he took out his wallet, the account had already been settled.

"Teacher Fang is a senior, I am a junior, how can there be a reason for seniors to treat themselves." Jiang Yan said.

Fang Yuande listened to it very much, 8,000 yuan is nothing for a gold medal lyricist like him, the point is that Jiang Yan is very modest.

"I can't take advantage of you for nothing, so let's do it, I have some good tea in my collection, and I'll give you two cans next time I record the show." Fang Yuande said.

The atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant, and the two chatted while heading to the box.

Opening the box door, Jiang Yan glanced at it roughly, plus Fang Yuande had thirteen people, and the other seven gold medal lyricists did not come.

"I don't need to introduce this one."

Fang Yuande said with a smile, because he was a guest, so everyone deliberately left the main seat, and Jiang Yan sat next to Fang Yuande.

Other gold medal lyricists, you look at me, I look at you, it seems that Jiang Yan didn't expect to come.

"I don't know the other seven people, so I didn't call them." Fang Yuande explained, Jiang Yan nodded.

As the dishes gradually became complete, everyone began to eat, and the chats were all about the show "Sing Up", as well as exchanging experiences in writing songs with each other.

During this period, someone raised a wine glass to toast Jiang Yan, and Jiang Yan did not refuse, and then returned the salute.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, everyone drank almost enough.

"Jiang Yan, you and Quan Yongsi's lyricist association..."

It was Xue Anping, forty years old, who was promoted to gold medal lyricist five years ago.

"Today I'm attending a party as a lyricist, and I don't talk about anything else." Jiang Yan stood up.

"I'll go to the toilet first."

As Jiang Yan left, the box instantly boiled.

"Lao Fang, what do you mean by calling Jiang Yan over?"

"That's right, if you let Huai Bowen know that he eats with us, his heart is smaller than a needle!"

Fang Yuande frowned.

"Huai Bowen Huai Bowen, what are you afraid of, all the people present are gold medal lyricists, even if Huai Bowen knows, will he dare to cancel our status as a gold medal lyricist?!"

"As for wearing small shoes, I used to worry about this problem, but now that Quan Yongsi and Jiang Yan's lyricist association is in the limelight, it's too late for Huai Bowen to talk to us!"

Fang Yuande analyzed, drinking the liquor in the cup.

"It's always a good thing to have multiple ways out, you are waiting, why am I not, the reason why I invited Jiang Yan to dinner is not to join his lyricist association, but to show goodwill, and strive for which lyricist association will not be offended, and whoever has the upper hand will choose which!" Fang Yuande raised his eyebrows.

The expressions of those present were cloudy.

Fang Yuande is right, no one can be offended, whoever has the upper hand will choose whomever it is, it is a wise move for them!

In the toilet, Jiang Yan's face was red and he kept vomiting, and after vomiting, he asked the waiter for a cup of tea to slow down, which made him feel much better.

"In the future, this kind of dinner will call Lu Lesheng."

Jiang Yan thought.

At the beginning, he drank thousands of glasses with Qin Deming and they were not drunk, and even sent them to the hospital for gastric lavage, because he had taken the props rewarded by the system in advance.

In fact, he doesn't drink at all, and Lu Lesheng is mainly responsible for socializing in the company, so he naturally drinks a lot.

Holding hot tea in his hand, Jiang Yan closed his eyes and recalled the attitude of the gold medal lyricists in the box.

It's very ambiguous, just like a couple who have just fallen in love, and they will blush when they hold hands.

"They're neutrals!"

Jiang Yan rubbed his face vigorously to keep himself awake, the grass on the wall, where the wind is strong, and this group of neutrals is exactly what he urgently needs at the moment.

Throwing the plastic cup into the trash, Jiang Yan returned to the box.

"Jiang Yan, let's talk about the new lyric association, everyone is very interested." Fang Yuande said.

"What are you interested in?"

Jiang Yan asked.

"When a lyricist sells a song, what percentage of the commission does the lyricist need to pay to the lyricist association?" Fang Yuande poured Jiang Yan's wine glass full.

Any lyricist registered with the Lyricist Association who sells a song with a bronze medal needs to pay a commission of 100 yuan, 1,000 for the silver medal, and 100,000 yuan for the gold medal.

"Is there still such a statement, anyway, the Quan Lao's lyricist association doesn't need to pay any commission if it sells a song."

Jiang Yan shook his head.

"Huh?" Fang Yuande and the gold medal lyricist present were stunned.

If you don't pay the commission, how can the lyricist association operate, and where will the money come from to pay the salaries of employees?

"You don't need to worry about the financial problem, can't a big Beifeng Entertainment still support the Lyricist Association?" Jiang Yan asked rhetorically.

"Makes sense."

Fang Yuande nodded frequently.

"In addition, all lyricists registered with the Lyricist Association, the Lyricist Association will introduce singers to them, so you don't have to worry about no one reading the songs written by the Lyricist Association, and there are many benefits, if you are interested, you can log in to the website to view." Jiang Yan said.

"It's much better than the lyricist society we were working for."

"Yes, although I am not short of the 100,000 yuan, but who thinks that there is a lot of money, I have to pay a commission of 100,000 yuan to sell a song, I used to think it was reasonable, but after listening to Jiang Yan's words, I always felt uncomfortable."

"Then again, did the Lyricist Society train us? No, we're just registering an identity, and it's not so good to have a lyricist association that introduces new lyricists. ”

"Let's wait and see, after all, everyone only recognizes the old lyric association now, and the authority of the new lyric association is still not enough."

The crowd began to whisper and discuss the merits of the two lyricist associations.

"After recording the show tomorrow, it's still here, I'm in for a treat, please be sure to enjoy it."

Jiang Yan said.

"Okay, I just want to exchange my experience and experience in writing songs with you, especially in love songs."

"No problem, tomorrow will be idle, by the way, enjoy the beautiful scenery here."

Leaving the hotel, Jiang Yan sent a message to Lu Lesheng.

"Old Lu, you don't want your boss to be drunk to death, do you?"

Some people died, but not completely......