[058, the landlord's meow song fooled them into joining the company. 】

"Beauty, can you ask, is this meal serious?"

Su Qingyun looked at Wang Xinyi with some confusion.

He has been in the entertainment industry for a long time, and he has also seen some ghosts, snakes, and gods.

The entertainment industry is a big dye vat, the so-called pure goddess, the sunshine boy, is just a human design, no one knows what it looks like in private.

The landlord's meow he doesn't know much about!

However, Su Qingyun has just won the Golden Horse Award, and he is in the limelight, I don't know how many little Internet celebrities want to rub his popularity.

Wang Xinyi's face turned red, and she hung her head and said a little shyly:

"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid it would be difficult for us to end up today, that's why I want to invite you to dinner."

Su Qingyun saw that the girl was shy, and instantly remembered Xu Zhimo's famous poem, and couldn't help but whisper:

"The most is the gentleness of the bowed head, the shyness of the water lotus flower that is not able to overcome the cool breeze......"

Xu Zhimo is a prodigal son in love, writing love poems, which little girl can resist it?

Besides, there is no Xu Zhimo in this world, so naturally there are no these two poems.

"The most is the gentleness of the bowed head, the shyness of the water lotus flower that is not able to overcome the cool breeze......"

Wang Xinyi muttered, and looked at Zhou Dali with bright eyes: "This, is this written for me?" ”

Su Qingyun scratched his head and said vaguely: "I feel it." ”

Hearing this, Wang Xinyi forgot her shyness for a while, and her big eyes were full of admiration and worship that she couldn't hide:

"You are so powerful, casually speaking, it is a famous sentence. No wonder you can write songs like "The Lonely Brave" and "Red Dust Inn" on the spot. ”

"There are also songs such as "City Capital", "Ordinary Road", and "You at the Same Table", I like them all so much!"

"You're really talented!!"

Facing Wang Xinyi's praise, Su Qingyun smiled implicitly.

However, Su Qingyun had just eaten and was not too hungry, so the three of them found a café casually and chatted while eating.

Wang Xinyi rubbed her hands, hesitated again and again before she said:

"Mr. Su, can you write a song for our group?"

The landlord's meow has now encountered a bottleneck in its development, and if you want to go further, you need to have better works.

However, good works are hard to come by.

Coincidentally, Su Qingyun is a talented musician with extraordinary talent for music creation, which makes Wang Xinyi admire him very much.

"Mr. Su, I am willing to buy your song at the market price."

Wang Xinyi's tone was very sincere, looking at Su Qingyun pitifully, she was in desperate need of a masterpiece.

Su Qingyun touched his chin, and a healing divine comedy instantly sounded in his mind - "Clouds and Smoke Become Rain".

In the previous life, this song was the landlord's meow's masterpiece!

However, like this kind of classic song, he will not give it to others for nothing.

Su Qingyun is not a, and she won't be able to walk when she sees a beautiful woman.

To put it mildly, Wang Xinyi and he just met, and they have nothing to do with half a dime, why did he give each other such a classic song as "Clouds of Smoke and Rain"?

This song, it can be said that whoever sings it is popular, even if you Wang Xinyi is a beauty, so what? What does it have to do with me? Even if you're so beautiful that you're bubbling, am I going to write you a song for nothing?

What's more, Su Qingyun has been a human being in two lives, what kind of beauty has he never seen? What he hates the most are those licking dogs who can't walk when they see beautiful women.

So, Su Qingyun shook his head and muttered: "A good song, it's hard to find!" ”

Wang Xinyi looked at Su Qingyun with blank eyes, like a cat waiting to be fed by her owner:

"Mr. Su, I heard that it only takes you three minutes to write a song, and I believe that with your talent, you will definitely be able to write a good song."

Su Qingyun smiled slightly: "A good song is extremely laborious and energy-consuming, and if you want me to write a song, you always have to pay some price." ”

Su Qingyun said slowly, Wang Xinyi was not a fool, and immediately understood what Su Qingyun meant.

This is to say, as far as the relationship between the two of us is concerned, why should I write a song for you?

Wang Xinyi gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Su, as long as I can get the song you wrote, I am willing to pay any price." ”

"Really?"

Hearing this, a wicked smile flashed on Su Qingyun's face.

He took a deep breath and sniffed the faint fragrance on Wang Xinyi's body:

"As long as I write you a song, are you really willing to pay any price?"

Wang Xinyi looked at the handsome and extraordinary face, as if there was a deer crashing in her heart, and nodded in a ghostly manner.

Although she has never been in love, at this moment, it seems that she has fallen into the boy in front of her.

"Tut-tut."

Su Qingyun suddenly smiled cheaply: "If I said that you would stay with me for one night, would you be willing?" ”

"Ahh This ......"

Wang Xinyi's face turned red, she didn't seem to expect Su Qingyun to be so direct, and after a while, she muttered like a mosquito:

"What if...... It's your words, I... I ......"

She was just about to say the words "I do", when Su Qingyun laughed and said:

"I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously, I can write songs for you for free, but only if you become a signed artist of my company."

Actually, Su Qingyun planned to sign the landlord's meow combination from the beginning.

He is also the owner of a music company now, so he naturally has to think about the company, and the pressure can't be put on Yang Mi.

As the saying goes, fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders.

Although the landlord's meow is not popular now, it will be one of the hottest combinations in the folk circle in the future!

Besides, with the song "Clouds of Smoke", it is not difficult to become popular.

"I have a music company under my name, called Qingyun Entertainment, if you can become a signed artist of our company, I can write songs for you for free."

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about any overlord treaty, I run a company very Buddhist, you can decide for yourself what you want to perform, and the income will be divided into six or four shares."

"In the same way, the company's resources will be skewed like yours."

"Most importantly, I will write at least one or two hit songs for you in the first five years. As for five years from now, you will need to work on your own. ”

"Now, our company not only has me, but also Yang Mi, Xue Zhiqiao and others."

Su Qingyun said confidently:

"Now you are just a small Internet celebrity, but with my help, you can even become a sister in the folk song circle."

Hearing this, Wang Xinyi was very moved, and she immediately discussed it with Wu Peiling, both heartfelt and a little hesitant.

Wu Peiling said suspiciously: "Can you really write us one or two hit songs every year?" And not perfunctory us? ”

In the music industry, a musician can have one or two hit songs in his life, which is already very powerful.

Many singers rely on a song for a lifetime.

More singers, who have sung songs all their lives, are all unknown people, not to mention popular songs, even if they don't have a good work.

Obviously, they were still a little skeptical about Su Qingyun's promise.

The corners of Su Qingyun's mouth raised, exuding a strong confidence:

"If it were someone else, it wouldn't be possible."

"But I, Su Qingyun, hit songs, come easily."

After speaking, Su Qingyun took out a piece of paper and wrote it.

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