Game Design: Players are moved to tears

Chapter 60 I don't want to agree either, but he...

"Old Zhou, someone paid 100 million to ask you to sing a song..."

"Tsk tsk, it's good to be famous, and the appearance fee is just 100 million."

In the studio, a middle-aged literary man with long hair pushed open the door and entered.

"Didn't I tell you not to disturb me these days?"

Zhou Tangqian replied grumpily.

The literary middle-aged man was already accustomed to the strangeness and sat down minding his own business.

The music world is different from the entertainment industry. As long as you have a few popular and famous songs, you will still be active in the public eye all year round even if you have no further works.

Some people eat one song until they die, while some people...

The literary middle-aged man glanced at Zhou Tangqian with slight admiration. His messy short hair made him look very energetic, and even his irritable behavior had a certain artistic touch.

Some people are unwilling to remain mediocre and want to create greater glory.

Zhou Tangqian is such a person.

But...the literary middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Times have changed!

Now is the era of young fresh meat, as long as they look good, have some skills, sing and dance rap, and practice for a few years, they will be able to make their debut.

As for whether the song is good or not...who cares.

Regardless of his age or appearance, Zhou Tangqian looks like an adult uncle.

There was no competitiveness at all, and the brokerage company behind it also terminated the contract.

Without resource support, it is basically impossible to turn around in this life.

But... now the situation has taken a slight turn for the better.

"I said, Lao Zhou, you don't have to bother with anything else, but you must sing this song!"

"Didn't I say it? I will never hold a concert before my new album comes out!"

"Oh?" A smile appeared on the corner of the literary middle-aged man's mouth, "But this time, the song is original and has lyrics. You only need to sing it once to get 100 million, and there is even a possibility of turning over."

Ok?
Zhou Tangqian immediately turned around: "You're not singing my song?"

"No, they arrange the lyrics and music, you just need to sing."

Zhou Tangqian nodded, put down the pen in his hand, and followed the artistic middle-aged man to the recording studio.

It’s not that he wants to earn this 100 million.

Although 100 million is a lot, for an older generation artist like Zhou Tangqian who has ideals, it is far from breaking the rules.

He was just curious.

Who on earth is this person who arranges music and lyrics by himself, spends another million, and ends up just asking himself to sing a song?

Zhou Tangqian instinctively felt that someone who could spend 100 million to do such a thing definitely didn't come here to tease him on purpose.

And... maybe this song will provide me with some inspiration.

When they arrived at the recording studio and both put on their headphones, Zhou Tangqian asked belatedly:

"By the way, what's the name of this song?"

""black rx""

"biack rx? What a strange name." Zhou Tangqian said to himself.

But the next second, the drum accompaniment like raindrops and the passionate guitar sound suddenly came to mind in the headphones.

Zhou Tangqian's whole body shook suddenly, and his pupils shrank instantly.

"This, this is!"

next second!
"Wake Up!"

"Wake Up!"

"Wake Up!"

Multiple uninterrupted 'wake up' sounds directly push the rhythm to the ignition point.

At that moment, a hero seemed to appear in front of him who was unyielding in the face of difficulties and obstacles.

"How's it going, old..."

"To shut up!"

The questioning voice of the artistic middle-aged man was directly interrupted by Zhou Tangqian. He covered his earphones with burning eyes, and there seemed to be fire burning in his eyes.

His body was trembling slightly due to excessive excitement, and his lips were moving up and down unconsciously, as if he was repeating the tone of the song.

Soon, the song is over.

But Zhou Tangqian was still immersed in the world of music, unable to extricate himself, humming in a low voice.

If you listen closely, you will find that it is the tone of the song just now.

"Play it again, play it again!" Zhou Tangqian repeated with a trembling voice, and the middle-aged literary and artistic man played it again with a smile.

again...

twice...

Half an hour passed.

Zhou Tangqian is still immersed in the tune of "black rx" and cannot extricate himself.

Close your eyes, you are surrounded by darkness, but the music of "black rx" plays.

A bright and dazzling sun seems to appear in the darkness, symbolizing unyielding and resistance.

"Where are the lyrics? Give me the lyrics!" Zhou Tangqian asked anxiously.

The literary middle-aged man did not take the opportunity to tease him, and directly handed the lyrics to Zhou Tangqian.

Zhou Tangqian took it and took a cursory look at it, then his face froze and he looked at the literary middle-aged man in confusion.

Are you serious about this?

The middle-aged literary and artistic man spread his hands helplessly.

Only then did Zhou Tangqian look at the manuscript in his hand.

Overall, the lyrics of "black rx" are full of struggle and justice, which fit the tune very well.

But at the same time, because it is a theme song, there will be some words describing the protagonist in the lyrics.

For example 'if you fear getting hurt, the earth will fall into the wrong hands. '

'Kamen Rider, black body. '

'Kamen Rider, real red eyes. '

If you can't read Japanese, the content will sound more interesting.

But if someone like Zhou Tangqian studied in Japan and is more or less proficient in Japanese, he would sound a bit... middle school.

The literary middle-aged man said at this time: "How about it, I will say that this song can help me turn over."

Zhou Tangqian smiled helplessly.

A middle-aged literary and artistic man, he knows music, but not foreign languages.

So when he heard the tune of "black rx", he could tell at a glance that this song would be a hit.

But the content of the lyrics... was not something he could understand.

But he doesn't understand, Zhou Tangqian understands.

If this is really sung, will the character not collapse?
"Old Song, you can ask the other side, if I can buy the copyright of this song, it doesn't matter how much it is."

Literary Song picked up the phone and walked out of the recording studio to start contacting.

Zhou Tangqian was left in the recording studio repeatedly looping the song while looking at the lyrics with an extremely troubled expression.

This thing... the dogs don't even sing!
I am a middle-aged uncle who is currently studying for his fifth grade. If you ask me to sing something like this, isn't this completely destroying the "Uncle Vicissitudes" persona I have created over the years?
You know, Zhou Tangqian's current audience is middle-aged men and women who are suffering from life's hardships.

But after a while, Wenyi Song came back with a phone call:
"The other side said it could be sold."

"No problem, how much?" Zhou Tangqian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, as long as he can sell it.

Although he is tepid now, he can still get a few million.

Wenyi Song twitched the corner of his mouth, and that young and careless devilish voice seemed to ring in his ears again:

"Brother Zhou is my idol. I'll give you a 4000% discount and [-] million."

Damn it, I’ll get a 4000% discount for [-] million!

Your idol is fake!

"What the hell, 4000 million? Is he crazy?"

Zhou Tangqian was almost shocked when he heard this.

4000 million, which basically cost him half of his life savings.

Is it really possible to sing such mediocre lyrics?

Zhou Tangqian fell into a dilemma.

One option is to save half a life's savings in exchange for the copyright of a song that is sure to be popular, but I don't know how popular it will be.

Another option is to sing this song without spending a penny, you can become popular, and you can also get 100 million.

The only price is... the possible collapse of the character.

At this moment, Literary Song put the last straw that broke the camel's back:
"The other person also said that as long as you take the initiative to promote this song for him, you can directly use this song. To put it simply, you can use this song as the title song of the album."

"I agree!"

Zhou Tangqian agreed without hesitation, showing no trace of his previous entangled expression.

(End of this chapter)