Rebirth: Uranus Superstar

Chapter 127 Nursery Rhymes
"I have some ideas about the promotional song, and I would like to write it for you..."

In the reception room, Han Sen poured a cup of coffee for Richard himself, and said politely, "But I don't guarantee that it will be popular, or else, would you listen first?"

Richard took the coffee and was overjoyed when he heard the words: "Father above, may the Lord bless you, young man, I would love to hear it!"

Seeing this, Han Sen went to play the demo song he had made on his mobile phone, which lasted about 50 seconds.

Richard was elated at first, but the more he listened, the more he frowned, and at the end he even looked bewildered.

what is this?
Is such a song popular in China now?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Han, I didn't understand." Richard was a little embarrassed.

He actually knows some music theory, and he can hear that a lot of orchestral music is used in this song, and there is even electronic synthesis music throughout the song, but he really can't appreciate such music, so he can only say that he doesn't understand .

Han Sen was not surprised, it wasn't just that the other party didn't understand.

When Wu Yu and the others heard this in the morning, they also felt that they had encountered a difficult challenge in their careers.

But because of their trust in Brother Sen, all of them were blown to the sky.

Han Sen was dumbfounded for a while.

"Can I listen to it a few more times?" Richard asked.

"of course can."

Han Sen nodded. He handed the notebook to Richard. Seeing that Richard was listening seriously and didn't bother him, he turned and left the reception room to get the violin. The theme song of the game was used to deal with it.

For the moment, Richard was absorbed in his thoughts.

But after listening to it a few times, he was still at a loss. He felt that it was indeed a piece of music above the standard, but it was not too amazing. Maybe it would be more understandable when paired with the lyrics?
Richard looked up and found that Han Sen had left, so he lowered his head again and forced himself to listen a few more times.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a document with "Nursery Rhymes" written next to the player, "Oh, is this the lyrics?"

Thinking of this, I clicked on it, and saw a sentence written in Chinese characters.

"Ten little Indian boys, running for food;
One can't be saved if he chokes to death, and only nine out of ten remain.

Nine little Indian boys, weary sleepless nights;

Fall asleep and die, only eight of the nine..."

……

Richard's Chinese is not bad.

Although there are still some dyslexia, Richard can also figure out the general meaning by connecting the context and the context, and quickly plunge into the story.

Gradually, he only felt his hairs standing on end.

"What are you looking at?"

At this moment, Han Sen returned to the lounge with a violin and glanced at Richard.

Richard came back to his senses, pointed to the nursery rhyme in the file and asked, "Mr. Han, is this the lyrics?"

Han Sen looked sideways and said, "You clicked wrong. This is a nursery rhyme in a novel, and the lyrics are in another file."

Han Sen took the notebook, clicked on the real lyrics file, and handed it to Richard again.

Richard took one look and was dazzled.

My Chinese is really not good enough, I just feel that these square characters make people dizzy.

He took a deep breath. Although he couldn't read or understand, he knew that this young man was the baby bump of Guangguang Group.

If you make friends with the other party, you will definitely get strong support from the Guangguang Group. You can't care about the immediate gains and losses, so you immediately take out the contract:
"I want this song, Mr. Han, this is the sincerity of our "Godfather" crew."

Han Sen took the contract, looked it over carefully, saw the amount of 200 million, and said unexpectedly: "It's quite a lot."

Richard obviously investigated Han Sen and knew that someone paid 100 million for Han Sen's song, but that was a long time ago, and now the song "Bubble" has proved Han Sen's marketability, so he doubled the price .

200 million is already a lot. In Italy, it is enough to shoot a low-cost short film.

Han Sen looked at Richard's gray hair and remembered the movie "The Godfather" he watched yesterday. He admired the director who was over sixty in his heart, and asked curiously: "Director Richard, would you like to shoot a movie?" How much does the film cost?"

Richard was taken aback, and replied: "About RMB 800 million. In Italy, I can still get 3% to 5% of the box office share."

Han Sen was a little surprised.

In other words, the other party can earn tens of millions of dollars in a film.

No wonder you can take out 200 million casually.

At this price, Han Sen is still willing to help.

He poured Richard another cup of coffee, then approached Richard and talked in a low voice for 2 minutes.

The more Richard listened, the more surprised he became. At the end, he was so excited that he shook his whole body. He didn't notice the coffee spilled out of his hand. He just looked at Han Sen with surprised eyes: "My God, is this true? Really? Can you promote it on such a big stage? Young man! You really gave me a big surprise! Tell me quickly, what request do you have, I can try my best to satisfy you!"

"Help me keep it a secret."

"Yes, of course!"

Richard nodded his head.

Soon, the two parties signed the contract, added a few clauses, and after pressing their fingerprints, Richard left happily.

He considered himself very lucky.

I am also deeply grateful to Xu Xiao, the post-production director of the Guangguang Film and Television Department, for his suggestion. Even though he doesn't pay much attention to the Chinese entertainment industry, he still knows how popular the show "The King of Masked Singer" is recently.

only……

Richard was sitting in the carriage, looking at the lights of Wanjia passing by, but the nursery rhyme he saw not long ago could not help appearing in his mind.

"...two little Indian boys sighing in the sun;
Baked to death and sad to death, only one of the two remained.

A little Indian boy, all alone;
Hang Liang committed suicide in this life, leaving no one left. "

He vaguely felt that there was a story that could be excavated in this nursery rhyme.

Unfortunately, I forgot to ask Mr. Han for his contact information.

After returning to the hotel, little Indian boys still appeared in Richard's mind...

In the middle of the night, I had related dreams one after another.

The next day, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the phone, and called Tan Gaohan: "Dear Mr. Tan, I want to know if there is a story behind that nursery rhyme created by Mr. Han? It must be a Great story!"

Tan Gaohan was about to go to the company for a morning meeting at this time, when he heard the words, he asked, "Nursery rhymes?"

"Yes!"

Richard even couldn't help singing: "Ten little Indian boys, running for food. One can't be saved from choking to death, and only nine out of ten..."

Although he is 60 years old, Richard has a good memory and almost sang the nursery rhyme in his own voice.

After hanging up the phone, Tan Gaohan called Han Sen and asked about it.

Han Sen just came back from his morning run, and didn't pay attention to the words. He directly sent the nursery rhymes in the document to Tan Gaohan, and also sent the related stories that he had written half of earlier.

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