Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

Luo Yun was thinking in her mind.

The girl in front of me has a good voice. She is very distinctive when singing ancient songs. She is also very delicate and is very suitable for acting in ancient costumes. Even if she does not sing and acts in costume dramas in the future, she will be good and she is very capable.

It's a pity that it's buried like this.

"Why don't you, Yawen, open a studio?" Luo Yun thought of an idea.

"Teacher Luo, I have also considered your question." Zhao Yawen didn't want to hide anything:

"But I don't have the funds, and you know it costs me a lot of money to go to school."

Opening a live broadcast room not only requires upfront investment, but also is fixed in accordance with relevant national laws. Singing in the live broadcast room requires copyright fees for the songwriters!

"Isn't it possible? You have sung a popular song after all. Although Jinye Records got the lion's share of the income from that song "Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain", you also got a lot according to the share, right? Even if you study for one year at your own expense, It won’t all be spent, right?”

Luo Yun was a little confused.

"I gave it all to my family." Zhao Yawen lowered her head and twisted her hands together, looking very embarrassed.

Luo Yun estimated that the girl had something to hide, and it was hard to ask further.

But you are short of money, so you just agreed with me.

So he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter.

"You don't, but we do. Our studio can invest in your studio. With Teacher Yu and me, are you still worried about not having resources?"

Invest in my studio?

Zhao Yawen began to make calculations in her mind.

If Teacher Yu wants to invest in his own studio, what funds and resources will he worry about? If I don’t have a song, can Teacher Yu write it for me?

And the song "Chi Ling" can be sung to myself legitimately, right?

Isn't this equivalent to signing a contract in disguise?

"Okay. I agree!" Zhao Yawen agreed immediately.

"Okay, let's discuss this matter carefully."

Two hours later, Zhao Yawen left the studio with a happy face, and Luo Yun also sent a WeChat message to Yu Dongqing to briefly explain the situation.

If you have time in the afternoon, come to the studio and talk about the details.

At this time, Yu Dongqing was watching a group of old men playing chess after finishing a run in the park. She was slightly surprised when she saw WeChat.

Zhao Yawen wants to open her own studio?

I invest?

Yu Dongqing immediately understood the reason.

Okay, give the girl a hand at this time.

He still thinks highly of this girl.

Yu Dongqing took a nap before driving to Jingyuan. After meeting Luo Yun, the other party handed Yu Dongqing a piece of information.

"This is what Yawen and I have discussed. You can see if it works. If it's suitable, you can sign an investment contract."

Yu Dongqing looked at it, and there are actually two main points: First, as Party A, Yu Dongqing's Evergreen Studio invested 500,000 in one-time investment of Party B's Zhao Yawen Studio, which will account for 55% of the shares; second, Party A promised to do everything possible Find resources for Party B.

"Look, Yawen is like this now, Dongqing, you have to be responsible." Luo Yun suddenly said.

Yu Dongqing felt strange after hearing this: "What responsibility do I bear?"

"Originally, the ancient style song you wrote became popular last year when they sang it. I should have sung a few more songs while the iron was hot. But you asked the girl to learn it, and then she came back to cool off. After all, ancient style is a niche."

Ah?

Is this also going to be blamed on me?

It seems that there is still some responsibility.

"What are your plans for her? I want to hear." Yu Dongqing asked again.

"Yawen and I have discussed it and plan to open a live broadcast room for her and conduct online live broadcasts to gain popularity."

"Start a live broadcast? Is she willing?"

"What's not to like? The record industry is in a slump right now. Except for some top singers, most singers don't dare to release albums easily. Live singing is undoubtedly a very cost-effective way, and Yawen is very pretty. It is popular among passers-by and is very suitable for live broadcasts.”

Luo Yun explained.

"You won't let her bring goods live in the future, right?" Yu Dongqing was really doubtful.

"Of course not. I want to wait for the live broadcast to accumulate some popularity, and then release a single or even an album according to the situation. If there is a good opportunity to act in a film and television drama. You don't have to worry about these specific things, you just put Yawen Just finish writing the song "Chi Ling" I mentioned."

that's not bad

It is not easy to cultivate a famous singer. It is not only about singing skills, but also about packaging and providing various resources.

This all requires people to worry about.

Yu Dongqing gets a headache thinking about those messy things.

Yu Dongqing's life was completely leisurely. It only took three days to write "Chi Ling", and the rest of the time was spent doing nothing.

I still pick up and drop off my daughter Yu Tongtong every day. In my free time, I go for a run by the Rending Lake, watch the old man play chess, go for a walk, or go fishing with Liu Yimin and the others.

After this period of practice, he found that his fishing level improved by leaps and bounds.

As for the studio, Luo Yun is busy. In addition to contacting music platforms such as NetEase Cloud and QQ Music to sign studio settlement agreements, she is mainly helping Zhao Yawen build her own studio, especially the live broadcast business.

In her words, the earlier Zhao Yawen's studio opens and the earlier the live broadcast, the earlier the income will be. By the end of the year, the income of our studio will increase by one, and my commission will be larger.

Yu Dongqing was a little skeptical about her words.

Are you really so short of money?

However, my subordinates are so active in their work. As the boss, I should support them.

After sending her daughter to school today, Yu Dongqing ran a long lap in the park along Rending Lake as usual, and then stood under a willow tree to watch some old men playing chess.

Don't tell me, just looking at Yu Dongqing, I feel that my chess level has improved a lot, and they all know each other. Sometimes when I feel itchy, I even take the initiative to play two games. Unfortunately, I lose more than I win. The main reason is that these guys The old men love to regret their moves too much and do not abide by the rules of the game.

This morning, Yu Dongqing was blushing because the opponent actually regretted playing with an old man. Yu Dongqing suddenly worried whether the opponent would have a heart attack?

Just at this moment, the phone rang. Yu Dongqing stood up and picked it up when he saw it was Luo Yun.

"Xiao Yu, let me help you with a few steps." An uncle immediately filled the vacancy left by Yu Dongqing.

Yu Dongqing shook her head and said no, but the uncle didn't care and started walking.

Yu Dongqing had no choice but to walk to the lake not far away before asking: "Luo Yun, what's the matter?"

"There is something about Yawen. How about you come to the studio?"

"I haven't finished playing chess yet. Wait until I finish playing this game. Just wait." Yu Dongqing hung up the phone without waiting for the other party's answer, and then hurriedly shouted to the old man.

"Hey, Uncle Zhang, this is mine, wait a minute."

"Hey, Xiao Yu, look, I'll help you save the chess piece and make two more moves for you." Uncle Zhang said but his butt wouldn't move, and Yu Dongqing couldn't do anything to him.

Don't talk about martial ethics.

Yu Dongqing had no choice but to stand aside and stare.

After a long time, the game of chess was finished. Yu Dongqing was about to squeeze in when he suddenly saw two beautiful women walking towards this side from the entrance of the park.

It turned out to be Luo Yun and Zhao Yawen.

Ah?

What's the urgent matter, he actually came to the door in person.