My singer girlfriend is super fierce

"Mr. Qin!"

When the assistant with an excited face rushed into the study with a tablet, Qin Dewen was practicing calligraphy.

"What are you so excited about?"

Qin Dewen's face was calm, and he kept waving the brush on the rice paper.

"The author of "Zhu Xian" responded to Tang Yun's challenge on Weibo and wrote a poem." The nearly 40-year-old assistant was still excited, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Oh? What's the name?" Qin Dewen said with a slight exclamation.

He had read the poem "Big Stone" by the mysterious author, and he just laughed at it. However, he didn't believe that the other party couldn't write poetry at all, as he could write a sentence like "The saint is not benevolent and treats the people as straw dogs."

The assistant didn't say anything, but solemnly handed the tablet to Qin Dewen with both hands.

Qin Dewen calmly put down the brush in his hand, put on his reading glasses, and he didn't care when he took the tablet.

This assistant is also one of his disciples, but his cultivation is still not enough. He was so excited by a poem.

Qin Dewen has seen countless poems and has written many of them himself. After decades of immersion in this art, he doesn't think any author can write poems that can shock him.

"The Knight-errant?" Qin Dewen read out the title of the poem softly.

"The guest from Zhao wears a Hu tassel, and the Wu hook shines brightly in the frost and snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, which gallops like a meteor."

When he read the first two sentences, Qin Dewen's expression became serious.

"Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles. When the task is completed, leave with a brush of clothes, and hide your body and name."

When he read this, Qin Dewen's voice was already trembling a little.

"I passed by Xinling and drank, took off my sword and laid it across my knees. I was about to feed Zhu Hai with roasted meat, and held the cup to persuade Hou Ying"

"Three cups of wine made me promise, and the Five Mountains seemed light. After my eyes were dizzy and my ears were hot, my spirit was full of energy."

"He swung the golden hammer to save Zhao, and Handan was shocked first. Two heroes of the ages, glorious in Daliang City."

"Even if I die, my chivalrous spirit will be fragrant, and I will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world. Who can write for you, Taixuan Sutra in your old age?"

After reading the rest of the poem in one breath, Qin Dewen's face flushed, and he stared at the poem on the screen in his hand.

"Good! What a "Xia Ke Xing"! This is what a chivalrous man should be!" Suddenly, Qin Dewen slammed the table and shouted.

After a long time, his emotions calmed down a little. Qin Dewen thought about it and called his old friend directly.

"Old Liu! Who is the author of "Zhu Xian" you mentioned?!"

"This person is very talented! Can you check it out? I want to meet... No, I want to pay my respects to this person."

"What, even you don't know?! What happened... Go to that Weibo and see for yourself!"

In Huahai City, Liu Minkang, who put down the phone in the office, was confused, not knowing why his long-time friend was so excited.

It seems to be because of the author of "Zhu Xian"?

Liu Minkang opened the Weibo that he had just learned to use, and was shocked when he saw the poem that had already topped the hot search list...

At the same time, the poem "Xia Ke Xing" swept the entire cultural circle with a storm-like power...

At this time, the verbal battle between Tang Long and Ye Zhiqiu was no longer important, and no one cared about how Tang Long felt now.

Simply put, since the poem "Xia Ke Xing" came out, no one would think that the two were at the same level.

"Zhu Xian" book review area.

"Kill one person every ten steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles! Kneel down, I really kneel down this time."

"It's not that the author can't write poetry, it's that he doesn't bother to write it!"

"Every move is a killer!"

"My mother asked me why I was kneeling down to look at my phone."

"Author, I apologize for wanting to send you a razor blade."

"Queue up to apologize to the author +10086."

"Reader 'Wang Dashao' rewarded this book with 100,000 orange coins and said: Awesome!"

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu had already hidden his merits and fame, and he didn't care whether Tang Long would fulfill his promise.

Ye Zhiqiu pushed open the door of a private cafe with a rather high-end style outside the school and walked into it.

He looked around and quickly locked onto a slender figure wearing a baseball cap, walking towards the table.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time." Ye Zhiqiu approached and said.

"We arrived early, Zhiqiu, please take a seat. I don't mind if I call you that."

Song Mei wore a casual suit that was obviously expensive today, showing her mature charm while being capable.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded indifferently and sat down opposite Yu Caiwei.

It was Yu Caiwei who sent him a WeChat message to ask him out today, saying that there was a cooperation to discuss, so she also brought her agent Song Mei.

Since the graduation party, maybe Yu Caiwei knew that Ye Zhiqiu was also a fan of "Zhu Xian", and she sent WeChat messages to Ye Zhiqiu from time to time to discuss the plot, and the two became more and more familiar with each other.

"Zhiqiu, what would you like to drink?"

Without mentioning the purpose of today, Song Mei greeted him enthusiastically.

Ye Zhiqiu was too lazy to go into itWhat flavors do each string of English letters on the menu represent? He randomly ordered one and looked at Yu Caiwei with a puzzled look.

"How many times have you had coffee?" Yu Caiwei suddenly asked.

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, then reacted.

Yu Caiwei was referring to the sentence he said at the graduation party, "It took me 18 years to sit with you and drink coffee." He didn't expect that she still remembered it.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said truthfully, "The second time, I actually prefer carbonated drinks."

Yu Caiwei nodded thoughtfully, and Ye Zhiqiu asked directly, "Tell me, what can I do to cooperate with a big singer."

Yu Caiwei didn't waste any words and said, "I'm going to release my first album, and I want to buy the copyright of your song "Goodbye" or the right to authorize its use."

"You name the price, it's okay if it's not outrageous."

Yu Caiwei was straightforward, but how could she negotiate like this? She put forward all her conditions at once.

Agent Song Mei looked at Yu Caiwei helplessly.

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned and asked subconsciously, "Which song?"

Song Mei replied, "The song "Goodbye" from the graduation party. I wonder if Zhiqiu is willing to give it up."

"That song...isn't suitable for girls to sing?" Ye Zhiqiu looked puzzled.

"The original version is not suitable, but Weiwei's singing skills are very good and she can adapt."

Song Mei explained, "Weiwei's new album is themed on 'youth'. There is still a song missing for the time being. I have been looking for it but I can't find one that I am particularly satisfied with. If you adapt your song "Goodbye", it will be very suitable."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded slightly. If it is the theme of "youth", "Goodbye" is indeed very suitable.

"For personal reasons, the copyright will not be transferred, but the right to use is no problem."

I didn't expect Ye Zhiqiu to answer so straightforwardly. Song Mei looked happy. In fact, she was prepared in her heart, and getting the right to use was enough.

Ye Zhiqiu asked curiously, "How much are you going to spend?"

Ye Zhiqiu really didn't know much about the market. In his previous life, he heard that a normal song was worth tens of thousands of yuan. I wonder how it is now.

Fortunately, this world attaches great importance to copyright, so the price should be higher, Ye Zhiqiu guessed.