Strong Counterattack

Ji Zhiyi recorded the two songs that were changed tonight into the computer, played it with the software electronic music, and then adjusted to the song. Come here, ready to fill in the words.

She looked up at the ceiling and lowered her voice so as not to affect the residents next door or downstairs. She doesn't like wearing headphones because her ears will hurt after listening for a while.

When the rhythm sounded, with the style of the tune, a few literary short sentences appeared in her mind.

Record it first, and then connect it in series to see if it can be stuffed into the song.

She pointed her finger at the table, shook her head, and occasionally lowered her head to scribble messy and scribbled words on the white paper. Until the time reminder set on the phone sounded, it was found that it was midnight.

Ji Zhiyi turned off the alarm, and he is in a good state now. He has not felt this way for more than ten years.

There is no burden or pressure, as if everything in the world is brisk.

... as perfect as the tomato and egg rice bowl tonight!

There is no sleepiness at all, every cell is clamoring for "struggle!", Originally wanted to persist for a while, but then thought of his hair, decided to go back to sleep according to the law.

After washing his face and lying on the bed, Ji Zhiyi remembered Tommy. Try to split a little sleep time into this broken thing.

She took the phone, found Tommy's name in the address book, and dialed it.

The first time the other party missed, Ji Zhiyi lay on his side and played persistently.

Finally, after the fifth pass was hung up, Tommy took it off angrily.

"What are you calling me so late? Can't you tell me something tomorrow?"

Ji Zhiyi took a deep breath and asked herself to say as naturally as possible: "Brother Tang, these are the two songs I asked you to hand over. I won't sell them."

Tommy suddenly sober: "What?"

His voice was tense, and it became sharp in an instant: "You said you have to deliver it, how can you regret it? Why not sell it? Did you find another seller? I didn't tell you to hand it to me, this kind of thing is the most taboo Vote? "

There was a murmur there, and he should have gotten up from the bed.

Ji Zhiyi thought of his panic look and sneered, before slowly saying, "No, I want to sing myself."

"Your appearance is not good! Which of the current brokerage companies does not look at the face? The male singer is okay to say, there is a popular ugly handsome, fans' eyes can be limped, female singers must have a face, otherwise how do you **** powder? "Tommy even beaded," and you used to write lyrics and music, why did you suddenly want to go before the curtain? Do you feel like making money as a star? I tell you that you think too simple, it's not easy for everyone Nowadays, only some of the top people in the music industry make money from various variety shows, and most people ca n’t even sell their tickets! "

Ji Zhiyi said lightly: "I think it's simple. So why not try it? No one in the entertainment industry can be a family talk."

Tommy was badly corrupted: "It's not that I ridicule you, you really should go ... Alas, you repented like this, did you break the contract? Do you know?"

Ji Zhiyi was puzzled: "But I haven't signed the contract yet. Where did the contract break?"

Tommy was choked, only to find that he was really stupid.

"You didn't break the contract, but wasn't it the song that I handed you? I told you no soon after I delivered it. What's going on with people's heart's approval? Isn't it a joke? Broke their rules "Do you know that this is going to be black forever?" Tommy said coldly. "You didn't show up, but I used the relationship to find a relationship. What should I do? I treat you as a friend, so don't hurt me." I. I am most afraid of offending people in this line of business. You did n’t enter this circle the first day, do n’t you know the rules? "

Ji Zhiyi was silent.

Tommy was afraid that Ji Zhiyi would leak the song source in advance, and solemnly warned: "Don't think about other things, you can't vote elsewhere, nor can you publish the two songs you gave me in public. Do you understand the work of a team? "

Ji Zhiyi thought he was right.

The single with little traffic has not yet been produced. If she publishes two songs at this time, the other agent can quickly be alert and respond in time. Kill the song directly, but look for other opportunities.

But for Ji Zhiyi and Tommy who are suspected of playing with them, it is estimated that they will not let it go easily.

The entertainment company has a big business and has so many cooperative marketing numbers and Shuijun under her hands. It is a breeze to make her a declining musician.

Ji Zhiyi was apprehensive about their ability to reverse black and white, which was simply a psychological shadow. Knowing that they cannot be offended without a voice.

And even if the other party held Tommy accountable, what would be the most? No professional ethics. Even the other party will help him conceal the crime of privately selling other people's original songs, after all, in the eyes of businessmen only long-term interests. When the time comes, it will be handled internally. Tommy will stop for a while, and then he can continue to jump around. Then this matter was forced to turn over.

What about the pain she experienced that she could not talk to?

Ji Zhiyi's eyes flashed and nodded, "Okay."

Tommy breathed a sigh of relief: "Do you really understand?"

"Tang brother I know." Ji Zhiyi squeezed out of his mouth one by one, "The two songs, when I sent them out."

"Call me in the middle of the night to scare me ..." Tommy muttered. "Is there anything else?"

Ji Zhiyi: "I'm asleep."

"If you have this idea again in the future, remember to tell me in advance." Tommy's eyes rolled and suddenly said: "If you really want to be a singer, after all, I am also your friend. How about signing in to Stellar Entertainment? "

Ji Zhiyi: "Oh, let's talk. I can't sleep casually. Good night."

Tommy always felt that she heard a sneer.

Ji Zhiyi hung up the phone and tucked the phone into the outermost cabinet. Lie down and roll over.

Her vocal conditions are good, the range is wide enough, and she can sing high and low. The tone is neutral and the sound is very strong.

This really depends on talent, there is no way.

If it were not for her love to sing, she would not go this way. It's just that she doesn't like to show her face in front of the public and stick to various personalities like an artist, so she chose to go behind the scenes.

Ji Zhiyi weighed for a long time.

Fans now equate nuclear missile-grade lethal weapons in her mind. But behind the scenes it was far from enough for her to have enough listeners.

She does not need fans, she only needs people who can listen to her seriously.

So she still has to sing herself.

Xiaohua can sing that level, not to mention her?

Ji Zhiyi thought a lot of things in a mess, not knowing when he fell asleep.

At 7:30 in the morning, Ji Zhiyi woke up on time. Stepping down on slippers to eat downstairs.

The industrious little boss had already gotten up, and stood at the door akimbo, his eyes looked meaninglessly far away, his face deep and mysterious.

Behind them are crowded diners, and waiters and chefs who are busy ascending to heaven.

"Yo." The little boss voluntarily nodded to her, threw the towel over his shoulder, and asked, "What do you eat?"

Ji Zhiyi said: "Xiao Long Bao."

Little boss: "No."

"Meat pack."

"No."

Ji Zhiyi carefully cried out: "... buns?"

Little boss: "..."

He walked to the side, vigorously pointing to the small blackboard that stood, with a serious look.

Ji Zhiyi turned his eyes to look over and wrote: "Today's breakfast serves soy milk, fried dumplings, noodles, wontons, fritters, pancakes ..."

Anyway, there is no buns.

Ji Zhiyi looked to the next door.

That is a professional bun shop, only selling all kinds of buns.

The little boss pinched the end of the towel and stared at her dangerously, as if as long as she dared to trample the dignity of his breakfast, a towel was thrown on her face.

"Ah ..." Ji Zhiyi shook his shoulders, "Soybean milk noodles."

The little boss walked in with satisfaction, scooping soy milk from the big copper pot.

Ji Zhiyi found a corner and sat down, and the order came up quickly. She hummed down, opened the chopsticks next to it, and prepared to have breakfast.

The little boss stood for a while, and suddenly said: "Singing is very nice. If you are a singer, it should be good."

Ji Zhiyi raised his head and said, "Thank you."

The little boss Gao Leng responded: "Well."

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Ji Zhiyi quickly finished his noodles and rushed home to finish writing yesterday's song.

If the hair can move, it must be standing upright at the moment, because Ji Zhiyi feels like a steam engine, there is a burst of breath in his head.

After filling in the words, she moved out of the musical instruments accumulated at home, and began to record accompaniment and editing alone.

These two days began the practice of retreat.

Because the equipment is not good, the sound quality is still rough, and there are many noises. She doesn't care, after all, she is not a professional recording studio here.

After finishing the demo, she clicked on dozens of popular social software and music software. Regardless of whether you are overseas or domestic, you can retrieve the password with an account, re-register without an account, and then upload the song.

For the first song, she plans to use free distribution to earn traffic. But she also understands that in today's entertainment-oriented society, there are hundreds of new songs uploaded every day, and there are all kinds of data brushing, the quality cannot be guaranteed to be king, exposure and marketing are the only ones. It's hard to expect yourself to stand out with extraordinary luck. So after she finished the song, she didn't watch it again.

Ji Zhiyi has no money for marketing and can't idle. I also excitedly searched all the business cards I could find at home, and at the same time searched the contact information of each producer or musician through social software.

After all, she was popular after all, and she added a lot of industry insiders' accounts, but she didn't say two words, and even the cooperative relationship was not worth mentioning.

Regardless of whether this group of people has changed careers now, add everyone to the same category. Edit the bulk.

"I have a new song, and I have attached the URL. I haven't signed the contract yet, please contact me."

After texting, she crouched on the ground and waited for a long time.

Less than two minutes later, one person texted back and asked, "Who are you?"

Ji Zhiyi laughed twice and didn't care.

Waited another twenty minutes, and no other reply was expected.

Although expected, he was still disappointed.

Ji Zhiyi put down his phone and rubbed his forehead hard.

"Opportunity," Ji Zhiyi murmured. "It really has to be created by myself."

She reopened the website and decided to follow the newcomer's path honestly, and the phone vibrated again.

The other party sent two question marks to express their confusion.

Ji Zhiyi carefully looked at the name for a long time, only to realize that she seemed to have entered the number of the takeaway business card.

Ji Zhiyi glanced at the time and hesitantly asked: Do you still give away food?

The other party back: Yes.

Little boss: there is a bun

Little boss :!