The Omnipotent Big Shot Refuses His Villain Role

   Chapter 92 I want to ask you two songs

  Qiaoyuqiao hesitated for a while, "What happened to Mr. then? Are we going to check out?"

  He Xinyan thought for a while: "...I don't need it for now, let's live."

   This matter was not at the instigation of Shi Rin himself, and it had nothing to do with him. If he and Qiao Yuqiao checked out and left directly, it would definitely arouse Shi Rin's suspicion and make He Chenxiao feel that she was threatening them.

   Anyway, I decided to cut it, not less than a few days.

   Speaking of which, she has also paid attention to her sense of proportion these days. She has a lot of things to do every day. She leaves early and returns late, and she also avoids meeting with Shi Rin.

   As for the benefits she got from Shirin... She will return all of them at any opportunity.

   The phone rang, and He Xinyan glanced at the text message and put on her earphones.

   is a Demo sent by Lu Sichuan. After taking the medicine, his voice finally returned to its original level. He has been recording songs in the recording studio for the past few days.

  He Xinyan listened to the demo several times, and had to say that the other party was born to eat this bowl of rice.

   The song is perfect, she has no opinion as the original author: "Perfect, better than I thought!"

   Besides, these two songs were actually written for Lu Sichuan by her.

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   When Tang Zheng walked into the door, he saw Lu Sichuan smiling with his eyes down, and couldn't help but wonder, "What's so happy about it?"

  Lu Sichuan put away his mobile phone, "Brother Zheng, I think... I can negotiate with the company about the conditions."

   After so many years of silence, he is fully prepared and confident that he can return to the top.

   For the release of this new album, he wants to get more resources and channels.

   Speaking of which, he has more bargaining chips, and the copyright of these two songs is in his hands.

   If the talks with the company collapse, it is not impossible for him to set up a personal studio and release albums on his own.

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  Fu Ran has been busy with the announcement recently, so he only had a little free time to go back to the company today.

   For the album in the second half of the year, he was under a lot of pressure. The company arranged a vocal class for him, so he wanted to improve his singing skills.

   When passing by the recording studio, he listened to the singing coming from inside, and he was completely stunned, as if his soul had been hacked, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

  My God, what kind of fairy song is this, it must be so good!

He immediately opened the door and walked in, and said excitedly: "Brother Zheng! Did you write this song for me? It's great, I like it very much, and it can be used as the title song in my album! I have a hunch The song will definitely be a hit, a big hit!"

   The pressure that had been in his heart for a long time had melted away, and he was thinking about the future with a smile on his face.

   "What if this song accidentally kills all the music charts? Oh, then I'll be a little embarrassed, after all, Senior Ling Xuan will release a new album in the second half of the year."

  Tang Zheng glanced at him subtly, you are talking shit.

   "I didn't write this song for you, this song belonged to Ah Chuan."

  Fu Ran said indifferently: "Oh, that's okay. Seniors definitely don't mind if I use this song, I'll pay for it."

   His family is in good condition, he is a rich second generation, of course it is no problem to spend some money to buy songs.

  Tang Zheng: "Listen carefully to this voice, who do you think sang this song?"

  Fu Ran listened again in confusion, the expression on his face gradually solidified.

  's agent next to him quickly said with a look of surprise: "Is it Lu Sichuan's voice, his voice is better? God, that's great!"

  Fu Ran: "..."

  Tang Zheng smiled and said, "Do you feel familiar with this melody and lyrics again?"

  Fu Ran listened carefully, and the expression on his face was suddenly a little stunned, "This is..."

   "Yes, A Chuan bought the copyright of the two songs from a newcomer I recommended to you before, and spent two million out of his own pocket." Tang Zheng said with a smile.

  Fu Ran walked out of the recording studio in a trance.

   The agent followed behind him, and after thinking about it, he still felt a little emotional: "So Lu Sichuan's voice is really good."

   This song is amazing no matter how you listen to it, and the performance is very perfect. For those bass parts that they disliked at the beginning, the other party sings in a low voice, but the gentle and low-pitched singing is particularly touching.

  Fu Ran was so anxious that he wanted to bite his nails, "I was really blind at the time! What should I do, Brother Lu wants to release an album, and I will be turned into scum in seconds."

  The reason why he refused at first was not because he felt that the newcomer lion opened his mouth.

   The company's assessment is not worth that much money, and he also thinks it's not worth it. There are so many people who can write songs, and it's not bad.

   But now he found that it was really only that one!

   The songs that the company chose for him were either very normal or strange, and they said that the market is like this now, and fans will pay for it anyway.

   But he doesn't want this! Even he thinks the song is rubbish, and he sings rubbish, it deserves an ugly hot search, why should the fans pay for it, what did the fans do wrong!

  Fu Ran: "...Brother, how about I go to the newcomer now and ask him to write a song for me?"

   Agent: "But didn't you dislike the newcomer to take Joe before, and were you worried that the newcomer would post it for hype?"

  Fu Ran: "No, no, no, I have no eyes. When Brother Lu's album is released, this newcomer will become a famous musician, and it will be difficult to get a song by then!"

  Although I am a traffic idol that the company strongly supports, my business ability is really not good. Maybe one day I will suddenly become confused.

  What is posted to hype, people may not take a second look at me at that time, okay?

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  He Xinyan was lying on the bed just after taking a shower when she received the email.

   She wanted to log out of the email, but she saw the WeChat friend application, and clicked through friend verification.

   The other party's WeChat avatar is a selfie, and his nickname is Fu Fu Ai Singing.

  Fu Fu Ai sings: [Brother, have you read the email? I want to ask you about two songs, the price is two million, can you see it? 】

  He Xinyan looked at the title and couldn't say anything.

【Can. 】

  The business that comes to your door, why not do it.

   And the price was very satisfying to her. It was the first time she wrote a song for Lu Sichuan, and the asking price was only 500,000.

  Fu Ran saw the other party's reply, so excited that he clenched his fist and shouted "yes"!

  The agent came over: "Are you so happy?"

   "Of course." Fu Randu could already have a hunch that he would definitely leave his name on the music scene!

   The agent was a little speechless. Before, you were unwilling to buy two songs that were only priced at 1 million. Now you are rushing to double it. Don't you think it hurts to be slapped in the face?

  Fu Ran: "By the way, brother, because it's a tailor-made song, and they want to know my past song style, which ones do you think I should post?"

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   When Qiao Yuqiao went to He Xinyan's room, he was a little surprised when he heard the loud music inside, "Why do you listen to this kind of song, it's so noisy."

  He Xinyan raised her hand and turned off the music, her expression was a bit indescribable.

   "I'm writing songs for people... After all, it's really hard to make money."

  It turns out that some songs not only can't soothe the soul, but also hurt the soul, making people so irritable that they want to climb over the network cable and beat the other party.

   (end of this chapter)