Chapter 98

Huayan music, you Qingsong is listening to all kinds of music samples submitted in the mailbox, and soon becomes a little impatient. Even after layers of screening, there are still few people who can really enter his ears. I can't help feeling that the golden age has gone, leaving behind some shoddy and unsightly skills, There are fewer and fewer people who can really settle down to make music.

In fact, Huayan music has had a good time recently. Although [I'm a little bird] had twists and turns last time, the final result benefited the company a lot. With cover singing, the [faith band] stood at the peak of the current Chinese rock music and brought tens of millions of benefits to the company.

However, recently, the popularity of [faith band] has dropped. You Qingsong is also looking for the next music with explosive potential. Unfortunately, it's all rubbish!

You Qingsong was impatient. At this time, a knock on the door sounded. You Qingsong said impatiently, "come in."

Opening the door was his attractive secretary. You Qingsong's face softened a little: "what's up?"

The secretary gave him a charming wink: "the music director wants to invite you to the regular meeting today."

You Qingsong was stunned. What did he do at the regular meeting of the operation department? But at the thought that Le Jianming was not such a boring person, you Qingsong didn't put on airs and got up and left the office.

When he arrived at the meeting room, Le Jianming was not polite and directly said, "Lao you, listen to this song."

You Qingsong was shocked as soon as he heard the prelude. Obviously, this is a new song, but when the first lyrics came out, you Qingsong shook his head with regret. It turned out to be a Taiwanese song. It sounds good, but its popularity must be much worse than Mandarin songs.

"How's it going?" Le Jianming asked eagerly when he saw you Qingsong take off his headphones.

You Qingsong sighed: "the song must be a good song. That is, the songs in Minnan language are difficult to spread all over the country. When I just listened to it, I was wondering if I could fill in a Mandarin version of the word again, but the song is too special. Forcibly filling in the word will make the song four different."

Le Jianming smiled bitterly: "old you, your concept needs to be changed. How can there be so many popular songs now? It's good as long as it can be popular in a small area. Moreover, we also bought data from pirated websites. Although most of the audience of this [world first-class] song are concentrated in Minnan language areas, the audience in other areas is also very wide."

"Don't forget, most people don't speak Cantonese, but it doesn't affect the popularity. The key is whether the song is good enough that everyone will learn its pronunciation!"

You Qingsong was stunned. Indeed, he always looked at this problem from the perspective of a creator. As Le Jianming said, compared with those salivary songs now, this song is much better in quality. As long as it is operated properly, it will be able to catch fire, just making more and less.

"What does it mean that the author of this song has lost his name?" you Qingsong glanced at the title on the pirated website.

Le Jianming smiled proudly. There was an inexplicable meaning in his smile: "in fact, the audio of this song came from Baodao. You know the author, so you might as well guess?"

"Is it......" you Qingsong thought hard, and the names of the creators came to mind, and were denied in an instant.

Le Jianming couldn't help laughing: "ha ha, Lao you, you are a fan of the game. In fact, don't you know as long as you search and compare the lyrics of this song in the copyright library?"

You Qingsong patted on the forehead, but he didn't turn on the computer. Instead, he surrendered with a bitter smile: "OK, Lao Le, I know you're smart. Don't sell the key. Just tell me."

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In the cafe, Han Fei saw two familiar figures again. This time, when the two sides met, they were not so tense.

You Qingsong and Le Jianming are smiling. Now Han Fei is the God of wealth in their eyes. Who can keep a straight face when they see the God of wealth?

Han Fei was a little puzzled: "two predecessors manage everything every day. How can you ask me, a poor student, for coffee?"

You Qingsong said, "brother Han, why do you need to talk about anything? Let's talk about it. We had a pleasant cooperation before, didn't we?"

When Le Jianming saw that Han Fei was still confused and forced, he also smiled and said, "I haven't congratulated old brother Han on his success at the box office."

"Oh, what do you say about this? It's just that a friend came to the door and did me a favor. The game is not worth mentioning. It's not worth mentioning." Han Fei suddenly sighed that these people's dog noses are really smart.

You Qingsong's nose is almost out of breath. Is this still the work of the game? So what other people have bothered Baal to write is not all rubbish? Besides, what movie are you going to play? I have time to think about two new songs. Isn't it fragrant?

"We hope to get the copyright of this song. How about sharing it according to the previous?" Le Jianming didn't spare the detours and put on a sincere gesture.

Han Fei actually considered it. After all, it's a Taiwanese song. Naturally, the income of this [first-class in the world] can't be compared with that of [I'm a little bird]. It's good for both sides to hand it over to Huayan for operation.

"I have no problem. You have the contract ready and I can sign it at any time."

Both Le Jianming and you Qingsong are secretly relieved. The difficult situation of the last negotiation is still vivid. Originally, they thought it would be another hard battle today. Unexpectedly, Han Fei is much happier than they thought.

In fact, Han Fei is quite satisfied with the efficiency of Huayan, especially the money making efficiency. [I'm a little bird] it's only half a year now, and Han Fei has won millions of shares.

So on the night Han Fei signed the agreement, Huayan music invited Zheng Junyi, a music elder, to re record the song. Zheng Junyi is a pioneer in mainland pop music and has a high status. More importantly, his mother is from southern Fujian. She grew up in Southern Fujian and has been committed to promoting Southern Fujian songs in recent years.

Han Fei was even more impressed by the marketing plan adopted by Huayan. After the [world first class] officially launched the music app, they put the Taiwanese homophonic translation of this song at the top, which undoubtedly solved the problem that most people like to listen but don't know how to pronounce, and the popularity of singing rose sharply for a time.

Jia Youqian was a loyal fan when [world first class] was not hot. Now that this song is hot, he naturally has the capital to boast. Moreover, as a Chaoshan person, he also undertakes the burden of helping his friends and classmates correct their pronunciation.

But one day, of course, I was shocked when I accidentally found the author column of the lyrics.

"Sleeping trough, so this song was written by this guy again? Wait, why should I say again?"