I was eliminated from the draft, and I became a superstar with a ballad

Chapter 58 058 The Landlord's Meowing Song
【058. The landlord's meowing songs tricked them into joining the company. 】

"Beauty, can I ask, is this meal serious?"

Su Qingyun looked at Wang Xinyi with some doubts.

He has been in the entertainment industry for a long time, and he has also met some ghosts and monsters.

The entertainment industry is a big dye vat. The so-called pure goddesses and sunny boys are just human beings. No one knows what they look like in private.

He doesn't know much about the landlord's meow!
However, Su Qingyun has just won the Golden Horse Award, and he is now in the limelight. I don't know how many small Internet celebrities want to take advantage of his popularity.

Wang Xinyi blushed, lowered her head and said shyly:

"If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid it would be very difficult for us to end today, so I want to invite you to dinner."

Seeing the girl shy, Su Qingyun instantly remembered Xu Zhimo's famous poem, and couldn't help but whisper:
"The most is the gentleness of bowing the head, the shyness like a lotus flower that cannot withstand the cool breeze..."

Xu Zhimo is a prodigal son in love. When it comes to writing love poems, which little girl can resist it?

Moreover, there is no Xu Zhimo in this world, so naturally there will be no these two lines of poems.

"The most is the gentleness of bowing the head, the shyness like a lotus flower that cannot withstand the cool breeze..."

Wang Xinyi murmured, looking at Zhou Dali with bright eyes: "This, is this written for me?"

Su Qingyun scratched his head, and said vaguely: "I feel it."

Hearing this, Wang Xinyi forgot her shyness for a moment, and her big eyes were full of admiration and admiration that could not be concealed:
"You are so amazing. Just saying it casually is a famous sentence. No wonder you can write songs like "The Lonely Brave" and "Red Dust Inn" on the spot."

"There are also songs such as "City Capital", "Ordinary Road", and "You at the Same Table", I like them all!"

"You are so talented!!!"

Facing Wang Xinyi's praise, Su Qingyun smiled implicitly.

However, Su Qingyun was not too hungry just after eating, so the three of them found a random cafe and chatted while eating.

Wang Xinyi rubbed her hands, hesitated again and again before faltering and saying:

"Mr. Su, can you write a song for our group?"

The landlord's development has encountered a bottleneck period. If you want to go further, you need to have better works.

However, good works are hard to come by.

Coincidentally, Su Qingyun is a talented musician with extraordinary talent in music creation, which Wang Xinyi admires very much.

"Mr. Su, I am willing to buy your song at the market price."

Wang Xinyi's tone was very sincere, and she looked at Su Qingyun pitifully, she desperately needed a masterpiece.

Su Qingyun touched his chin, and a healing divine comedy-"Clouds and Smokes Become Rain" instantly rang in his mind.

In the previous life, this song was the masterpiece of the landlord's meow!

However, like this kind of classic song, he will not give it to others in vain.

Su Qingyun is not a virgin whore, let alone be unable to walk when she sees a beautiful woman.

To put it bluntly, Wang Xinyi and him just met, and they have nothing to do with each other, so why would he give such a classic song "Clouds into Rain" to him?

It can be said that whoever sings this song is popular, even if you, Wang Xinyi, are a beautiful woman, so what?What does it have to do with me?Even if you are effervescently beautiful, do I have to write songs for you for nothing?
What's more, Su Qingyun has been a human being for two lifetimes, what kind of beauty has he never seen?What he hates the most are those licking dogs who can't move when they see beautiful women.

So, Su Qingyun shook his head, and pondered: "A good song is hard to come by!"

Wang Xinyi looked at Su Qingyun eagerly, like a cat waiting to be fed by its owner:
"Mr. Su, I heard that you only need 3 minutes to write a song. I believe that with your talent, you can definitely write a good song."

Su Qingyun smiled slightly: "A good song takes a lot of effort and energy. If you want me to write a song, you have to pay some price."

Su Qingyun spoke slowly, Wang Xinyi was not a fool, and immediately understood what Su Qingyun meant.

This means, as far as our relationship is concerned, why should I write songs for you?

Wang Xinyi gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Su, as long as I can get the song you wrote, I am willing to pay any price."

"Really?"

Hearing this, a smirk flashed across Su Qingyun's face.

He took a deep breath and sniffed the faint fragrance of Wang Xinyi's body:

"As long as I write you songs, are you really willing to pay anything?"

Wang Xinyi looked at that handsome and extraordinary face, as if a deer was bumping in her heart, she nodded in a strange way.

Although she had never been in love before, at this moment, she seemed to be falling for the boy in front of her.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Su Qingyun suddenly smiled cheaply: "If I said I would let you stay with me for a night, would you be willing?"

"Ah... this..."

Wang Xinyi's face turned red, she didn't seem to expect Su Qingyun to be so direct, after a while, she murmured like a mosquito:

"If... it's you, I... I..."

Just when she was about to say "I am willing", Su Qingyun laughed and said:

"I'm just joking, don't take it seriously, I can write songs for you for free, but the premise is that you will become signed artists of my company."

In fact, Su Qingyun planned to sign the combination of the landlord's Meow from the very beginning.

He is also the boss of the music company now, so he naturally has to think about the company, and the pressure can't be put on Yang Mi.

As the saying goes, fertile water does not flow to outsiders' fields.

Although Landlord's Meow is not popular yet, it will be one of the most popular groups in the folk music circle in the future!
Besides, with the song "Smoke into Rain", it was not difficult to become popular for a while.

"I have a music company under my name, named Qingyun Entertainment. If you can become a signed artist of our company, I can write songs for you for free."

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about the overlord's contract. I run a company very Buddhist. You can decide for yourself about performance endorsements, and the income will be divided into sixty-four."

"Similarly, the company's resources will also be tilted like you."

"Most importantly, I will create at least one or two hit songs for you in the first five years. As for five years later, you need to work hard on your own."

"Now, our company not only has me, but also Yang Mi, Xue Zhiqian and others."

Su Qingyun said confidently:

"Now you are just little Internet celebrities, but with my help, you can even become the first sisters in the folk music circle."

Hearing this, Wang Xinyi was very moved, and she immediately discussed with Wu Peiling, both excited and hesitant.

Wu Peiling was dubious and said: "You can really write us one or two hit songs every year? Are you not trying to perfunctory us?"

In the music circle, a musician can have one or two hit songs in his lifetime, which is already very powerful.

Many singers rely on one song for a lifetime.

More singers, who have sung songs all their lives, are all unknown people, not to mention hit songs, but they don't even have a single work that can be sold.

Obviously, they still had some doubts about Su Qingyun's promise.

The corner of Su Qingyun's mouth raised, exuding a strong self-confidence:

"If it's someone else, naturally they can't do it."

"But I, Su Qingyun, have hit songs, and I can come up with them at my fingertips."

After speaking, Su Qingyun took out a piece of paper and started to write.

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