I collapsed from the roof, the system came?
Chapter 6 Suggesting a strict investigation
Chapter 6 Suggesting a strict investigation
The next day, early in the morning.
Hao Mingxing came to the composition department, and Wang Mo was also there.
Before the official recording of the song today, there is one more important thing to do: the two parties signed a contract.
According to the contracts signed by other singers on weekdays: For newcomers, the company will take 80% of all subsequent revenue generated by a song.For the remaining 20%, the singer will take another [-]%, and the remaining [-]% will be scored by the songwriter.
When a singer becomes famous, the share will gradually increase every year.
Some music kings and queens can even get up to [-] to [-]% of the income.
After all, only those who have strength have the right to speak.
but!
The composer's income has remained unchanged!
"frenzied."
Wang Mo commented accordingly.
Just from the share of revenue, we can see how low the status of the composer is.
It is impossible for Wang Mo to agree to such a condition.
He put forward his own request: the company will take [-]% of the money, but the remaining [-]% will be divided equally among the three parties: lyricist, composer, and singer.Because he is the songwriter of "It Doesn't Matter", so he gets [-]% and Hao Mingxing gets [-]%.
This kind of sharing is similar to that on Earth, so it is relatively fair.
The employee in the finance department who was in charge of signing the contract was terrified.
Such a request is simply letting the composer override the singer.
There is no one else.
"This……"
The staff of the finance department looked at Hao Mingxing.
He originally thought that Hao Mingxing would get angry, after all, the share proposed by Wang Mo was too absurd.
However, Hao Mingxing just smiled naively: "It's quite fair. Let's sign the contract according to Brother Mo's opinion."
It would be great if you could record your own songs.
I still care about the fart's share.
The employees of the finance department were shocked for a while before asking the two parties to sign the contract.
He was sure that if the vocal department knew about this contract, the entire vocal department would be shaken up.
Because this is challenging the authority of the vocal department.
"Forget it, one thing more is worse than one thing less."
The staff of the finance department made up their minds to keep this contract well and never let outsiders know about it.
……
After leaving the finance department.
The two soon came to the recording studio.
As expected, a lot of melon eaters had gathered in the corridor.
Everyone just wanted to see what the two wastes could record.
Wang Mo glanced at everyone, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Liu Zhengwen: "Mr. Liu, many people in our composition department deserted during work. Do you want to take care of it? Also, please tell Mr. Qian in the vocal department , There are also many people in the vocal music department who go to work to play soy sauce, and it is recommended to strictly investigate."
Then put away the phone, and walked into the recording studio with Hao Mingxing.
Hidden strength and name.
Good sound insulation, cut off all the noise from the outside.
Wang Mo: "Do you want to prepare?"
Hao Mingxing shook his head: "No need."
Wang Mo: "Then start?"
Hao Mingxing: "Okay."
What surprised Wang Mo was that Hao Mingxing was able to sing without script today. It seems that he worked hard last night.
The whole recording process went very smoothly.
Hao Mingxing has very solid basic skills.
Thanks to the recording equipment, the voice indeed had a lot more charm than yesterday.
Except for some details, which were recorded repeatedly many times, many other places were almost passed two or three times.
The two didn't notice.
When recording the song, the eyes of the two sound engineers in the recording studio started to look at the joke, and gradually turned into a state of astonishment, and their pupils exploded.
They looked at the equipment, and then at Hao Mingxing.
Look at Wang Mo and then look at Hao Mingxing.
Look at Hao Mingxing, then look at Wang Mo.
The whole process was a look of hell.
It's not what they imagined.
Due to Hao Mingxing's outstanding performance, the recording process ended soon.
"Brother Mo, how is my singing?"
Hao Mingxing's voice was full of anxiety. After all, this was the first time he recorded a song after his voice was broken.Although I know that I can't compare with other singers, I still have expectations in my heart.
Wang Mo gave a thumbs up: "Pretty good."
"Really?"
"real."
Hao Mingxing said: "Thank you Brother Mo, you are so warm."
In his opinion, Wang Mo was definitely comforting himself.After all, he doesn't think Wang Mo knows how to appreciate songs, and it's impossible for him to sing well.
"I……"
Wang Mo took a deep breath, why did this sound so awkward.
He's not a warm guy, even if he is... Fuck, he won't be warm to a man in his 30s, okay?
After going out.
He found that the door was empty from the buzzing before.
clean.
Refreshing.
It seems that my text messages have had an effect.
After walking a few steps, he turned his head and looked at Hao Mingxing behind him: "Brother Xing, I won't participate in the next song release. You go to communicate with your manager. Anyway, I only have one request: this song must be in line with Like other songs, it will be released simultaneously in the early morning of August [-]st. If you encounter trouble, please call me in time."
Nowadays, the initiative to release songs is all in the hands of the vocal department, so even if Wang Mo wants to participate, he has no choice but to take it step by step.
Hao Mingxing nodded: "Okay."
"Oh, right."
Wang Mo remembered a very important thing: "My house has collapsed now, and my name is a taboo in the entertainment industry. So you can't write my name in the songwriter column."
"Then what do you write?"
"Speechless." Wang Mo thought for a while and said.
"Speechless?" "That's right."
Only Wang Mo knows the special meaning of the word "silence".
Because actually Wang Mo is just his stage name, his real name is Wang Yan.
Before his debut, Yuan Xiong took him to a fortune-teller to do a fortune-telling, because the entertainment industry believed in it.
The fortune teller said that Wang Yan had better change his name.Because there is a catastrophe in his life, which happens when too much talk is bound to fail.
The master said: "Wang Yan, the implication is to talk too much. But you can't talk too much, you should be silent."
Then his stage name was changed to Wang Mo, the original intention was to talk less, because misfortune comes from the mouth.
Who would have thought that even if the name was changed, the master's words would still come true.
……
After recording the song.
Wang Mo felt much more at ease.
Now it is equivalent to everything is ready and only owes the east wind.
He just waited for the release of "It Doesn't Matter", and then successfully received the reward from the system.
"System, bring up the panel."
With his heart moving, a transparent attribute panel appeared in front of his eyes:
【Name: Wang Mo】
【Age: 22】
【Height: 179cm】
【Appearance: 90】
[Reputation: -26018200]
【Props: None】
[Lottery draw: none]
[Mall: not yet opened]
[Task: Publish "It Doesn't Matter" to the music platform (in progress)]
"The height is 1.8 meters, thank you."
Wang Mo roared inwardly.
Then look at the reputation column.
After plummeting for almost a week, his reputation has finally stabilized at minus 2000 million.
"The negative reputation of more than 600 million is too spectacular."
He sighed with emotion, and thought to himself: "System, what's the use of reputation?"
System: [Reputation can be used to draw prizes and purchase items in the mall.So please the host work hard to make your reputation become a positive number as soon as possible. 】
Made!
This has to wait until the year of the monkey to make the prestige a positive number?
Wang Mo vomited blood.
Just as he was walking with thoughts in his heart, he saw Yuan Xiong coming towards him.
Seeing Wang Mo, Yuan Xiong's eyes lit up, and he hurried up to hold him back: "Wang Mo, I heard you went to write a song?"
Wang Mo: "Yes."
"you……"
Yuan Xiong sighed: "Actually, you don't have to be a composer, after all..."
Wang Mo smiled: "Brother Xiong, are you saying that I lose my status as a songwriter? Or are you afraid that I won't be able to bear this kind of psychological gap? Actually, now that I have nothing, what's wrong with writing songs?
Life has to go on, doesn't it?Ants still steal their lives, let alone humans. "
Yuan Xiong let out a sigh, and patted him on the shoulder: "Good job."
Many celebrities are basically devastated after the collapse of their houses. They either give up on themselves, are depressed and lonely, or jump off a building. Few people can see it.
But Wang Mo actually has such a mentality, which makes him seem to know this little boy in his early 20s again.
Paused.
Yuan Xiongcai said: "Although you have a good mentality, you should stop writing songs in the future. You are useless. Today I bring you good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"
Songwriting is useless?
Wang Mo raised his eyebrows and did not argue.
Some deep-rooted concepts can only be broken with facts.
He said, "Then let me hear the good news first."
Yuan Xiong said: "The bad news is: Although you have not been officially banned, your reputation has completely collapsed, so there is basically no possibility of a comeback in the future."
"Oh."
This result was expected by Wang Mo, so he was not surprised.
"The good news is."
Yuan Xiong continued: "Because the official has not banned you, we can find another way. After research, the company has decided to let you do live broadcasts."
Wang Mo was stunned: "In my situation, can I still do live broadcast?"
In this era of the Internet, live streaming is all the rage.
Even the king of heaven and the queen of heaven cannot refuse the huge profits of live streaming.
In fact, when Wang Mo was still top-notch, the company also thought about letting him broadcast the goods live, but felt that it was not yet time, and planned to plan after a while.
Unexpectedly, the house collapsed directly.
Yuan Xiong said with a smile: "Of course you can. The authorities didn't ban you, why not? But you can't live broadcast with your real appearance, otherwise the public opinion will be unstoppable. The company's plan is that you wear a mask to do a webcast, Then use your real voice. After all, although your house has collapsed, you still have a lot of diehard fans.
So as long as you wear a mask, don't admit that you are Wang Mo.Then with your figure and voice, you can still attract huge traffic. "
Wang Mo's eyes widened: "Use my voice, isn't this looking for scolding?"
Yuan Xiong said indifferently: "At the beginning, there must be suspicion and abuse. But as long as you don't take off your mask, who can be sure that you are Wang Mo? As long as there is traffic, you can make money."
Wang Mo: "But."
Yuan Xiong: "Don't be so, now you have only one way to go. Even if you will be suspected and abused by black fans. But even black heat is hot, right? When there is heat, value can be created."
"..."
Wang Mo said helplessly, "But I don't like the heat."
Yuan Xiong: "Then what kind of heat do you like?"
Wang Mo: "Tokyo."
Yuan Xiong: "...you are an artist, you still have to pay attention to your words and deeds in the future."
Wang Mo: "I look like this, do you still need to pay attention?"
"Too."
Yuan Xiong thinks so.
After half a sound.
Yuan Xiong said: "Actually, I like it too."
(End of this chapter)
The next day, early in the morning.
Hao Mingxing came to the composition department, and Wang Mo was also there.
Before the official recording of the song today, there is one more important thing to do: the two parties signed a contract.
According to the contracts signed by other singers on weekdays: For newcomers, the company will take 80% of all subsequent revenue generated by a song.For the remaining 20%, the singer will take another [-]%, and the remaining [-]% will be scored by the songwriter.
When a singer becomes famous, the share will gradually increase every year.
Some music kings and queens can even get up to [-] to [-]% of the income.
After all, only those who have strength have the right to speak.
but!
The composer's income has remained unchanged!
"frenzied."
Wang Mo commented accordingly.
Just from the share of revenue, we can see how low the status of the composer is.
It is impossible for Wang Mo to agree to such a condition.
He put forward his own request: the company will take [-]% of the money, but the remaining [-]% will be divided equally among the three parties: lyricist, composer, and singer.Because he is the songwriter of "It Doesn't Matter", so he gets [-]% and Hao Mingxing gets [-]%.
This kind of sharing is similar to that on Earth, so it is relatively fair.
The employee in the finance department who was in charge of signing the contract was terrified.
Such a request is simply letting the composer override the singer.
There is no one else.
"This……"
The staff of the finance department looked at Hao Mingxing.
He originally thought that Hao Mingxing would get angry, after all, the share proposed by Wang Mo was too absurd.
However, Hao Mingxing just smiled naively: "It's quite fair. Let's sign the contract according to Brother Mo's opinion."
It would be great if you could record your own songs.
I still care about the fart's share.
The employees of the finance department were shocked for a while before asking the two parties to sign the contract.
He was sure that if the vocal department knew about this contract, the entire vocal department would be shaken up.
Because this is challenging the authority of the vocal department.
"Forget it, one thing more is worse than one thing less."
The staff of the finance department made up their minds to keep this contract well and never let outsiders know about it.
……
After leaving the finance department.
The two soon came to the recording studio.
As expected, a lot of melon eaters had gathered in the corridor.
Everyone just wanted to see what the two wastes could record.
Wang Mo glanced at everyone, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Liu Zhengwen: "Mr. Liu, many people in our composition department deserted during work. Do you want to take care of it? Also, please tell Mr. Qian in the vocal department , There are also many people in the vocal music department who go to work to play soy sauce, and it is recommended to strictly investigate."
Then put away the phone, and walked into the recording studio with Hao Mingxing.
Hidden strength and name.
Good sound insulation, cut off all the noise from the outside.
Wang Mo: "Do you want to prepare?"
Hao Mingxing shook his head: "No need."
Wang Mo: "Then start?"
Hao Mingxing: "Okay."
What surprised Wang Mo was that Hao Mingxing was able to sing without script today. It seems that he worked hard last night.
The whole recording process went very smoothly.
Hao Mingxing has very solid basic skills.
Thanks to the recording equipment, the voice indeed had a lot more charm than yesterday.
Except for some details, which were recorded repeatedly many times, many other places were almost passed two or three times.
The two didn't notice.
When recording the song, the eyes of the two sound engineers in the recording studio started to look at the joke, and gradually turned into a state of astonishment, and their pupils exploded.
They looked at the equipment, and then at Hao Mingxing.
Look at Wang Mo and then look at Hao Mingxing.
Look at Hao Mingxing, then look at Wang Mo.
The whole process was a look of hell.
It's not what they imagined.
Due to Hao Mingxing's outstanding performance, the recording process ended soon.
"Brother Mo, how is my singing?"
Hao Mingxing's voice was full of anxiety. After all, this was the first time he recorded a song after his voice was broken.Although I know that I can't compare with other singers, I still have expectations in my heart.
Wang Mo gave a thumbs up: "Pretty good."
"Really?"
"real."
Hao Mingxing said: "Thank you Brother Mo, you are so warm."
In his opinion, Wang Mo was definitely comforting himself.After all, he doesn't think Wang Mo knows how to appreciate songs, and it's impossible for him to sing well.
"I……"
Wang Mo took a deep breath, why did this sound so awkward.
He's not a warm guy, even if he is... Fuck, he won't be warm to a man in his 30s, okay?
After going out.
He found that the door was empty from the buzzing before.
clean.
Refreshing.
It seems that my text messages have had an effect.
After walking a few steps, he turned his head and looked at Hao Mingxing behind him: "Brother Xing, I won't participate in the next song release. You go to communicate with your manager. Anyway, I only have one request: this song must be in line with Like other songs, it will be released simultaneously in the early morning of August [-]st. If you encounter trouble, please call me in time."
Nowadays, the initiative to release songs is all in the hands of the vocal department, so even if Wang Mo wants to participate, he has no choice but to take it step by step.
Hao Mingxing nodded: "Okay."
"Oh, right."
Wang Mo remembered a very important thing: "My house has collapsed now, and my name is a taboo in the entertainment industry. So you can't write my name in the songwriter column."
"Then what do you write?"
"Speechless." Wang Mo thought for a while and said.
"Speechless?" "That's right."
Only Wang Mo knows the special meaning of the word "silence".
Because actually Wang Mo is just his stage name, his real name is Wang Yan.
Before his debut, Yuan Xiong took him to a fortune-teller to do a fortune-telling, because the entertainment industry believed in it.
The fortune teller said that Wang Yan had better change his name.Because there is a catastrophe in his life, which happens when too much talk is bound to fail.
The master said: "Wang Yan, the implication is to talk too much. But you can't talk too much, you should be silent."
Then his stage name was changed to Wang Mo, the original intention was to talk less, because misfortune comes from the mouth.
Who would have thought that even if the name was changed, the master's words would still come true.
……
After recording the song.
Wang Mo felt much more at ease.
Now it is equivalent to everything is ready and only owes the east wind.
He just waited for the release of "It Doesn't Matter", and then successfully received the reward from the system.
"System, bring up the panel."
With his heart moving, a transparent attribute panel appeared in front of his eyes:
【Name: Wang Mo】
【Age: 22】
【Height: 179cm】
【Appearance: 90】
[Reputation: -26018200]
【Props: None】
[Lottery draw: none]
[Mall: not yet opened]
[Task: Publish "It Doesn't Matter" to the music platform (in progress)]
"The height is 1.8 meters, thank you."
Wang Mo roared inwardly.
Then look at the reputation column.
After plummeting for almost a week, his reputation has finally stabilized at minus 2000 million.
"The negative reputation of more than 600 million is too spectacular."
He sighed with emotion, and thought to himself: "System, what's the use of reputation?"
System: [Reputation can be used to draw prizes and purchase items in the mall.So please the host work hard to make your reputation become a positive number as soon as possible. 】
Made!
This has to wait until the year of the monkey to make the prestige a positive number?
Wang Mo vomited blood.
Just as he was walking with thoughts in his heart, he saw Yuan Xiong coming towards him.
Seeing Wang Mo, Yuan Xiong's eyes lit up, and he hurried up to hold him back: "Wang Mo, I heard you went to write a song?"
Wang Mo: "Yes."
"you……"
Yuan Xiong sighed: "Actually, you don't have to be a composer, after all..."
Wang Mo smiled: "Brother Xiong, are you saying that I lose my status as a songwriter? Or are you afraid that I won't be able to bear this kind of psychological gap? Actually, now that I have nothing, what's wrong with writing songs?
Life has to go on, doesn't it?Ants still steal their lives, let alone humans. "
Yuan Xiong let out a sigh, and patted him on the shoulder: "Good job."
Many celebrities are basically devastated after the collapse of their houses. They either give up on themselves, are depressed and lonely, or jump off a building. Few people can see it.
But Wang Mo actually has such a mentality, which makes him seem to know this little boy in his early 20s again.
Paused.
Yuan Xiongcai said: "Although you have a good mentality, you should stop writing songs in the future. You are useless. Today I bring you good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"
Songwriting is useless?
Wang Mo raised his eyebrows and did not argue.
Some deep-rooted concepts can only be broken with facts.
He said, "Then let me hear the good news first."
Yuan Xiong said: "The bad news is: Although you have not been officially banned, your reputation has completely collapsed, so there is basically no possibility of a comeback in the future."
"Oh."
This result was expected by Wang Mo, so he was not surprised.
"The good news is."
Yuan Xiong continued: "Because the official has not banned you, we can find another way. After research, the company has decided to let you do live broadcasts."
Wang Mo was stunned: "In my situation, can I still do live broadcast?"
In this era of the Internet, live streaming is all the rage.
Even the king of heaven and the queen of heaven cannot refuse the huge profits of live streaming.
In fact, when Wang Mo was still top-notch, the company also thought about letting him broadcast the goods live, but felt that it was not yet time, and planned to plan after a while.
Unexpectedly, the house collapsed directly.
Yuan Xiong said with a smile: "Of course you can. The authorities didn't ban you, why not? But you can't live broadcast with your real appearance, otherwise the public opinion will be unstoppable. The company's plan is that you wear a mask to do a webcast, Then use your real voice. After all, although your house has collapsed, you still have a lot of diehard fans.
So as long as you wear a mask, don't admit that you are Wang Mo.Then with your figure and voice, you can still attract huge traffic. "
Wang Mo's eyes widened: "Use my voice, isn't this looking for scolding?"
Yuan Xiong said indifferently: "At the beginning, there must be suspicion and abuse. But as long as you don't take off your mask, who can be sure that you are Wang Mo? As long as there is traffic, you can make money."
Wang Mo: "But."
Yuan Xiong: "Don't be so, now you have only one way to go. Even if you will be suspected and abused by black fans. But even black heat is hot, right? When there is heat, value can be created."
"..."
Wang Mo said helplessly, "But I don't like the heat."
Yuan Xiong: "Then what kind of heat do you like?"
Wang Mo: "Tokyo."
Yuan Xiong: "...you are an artist, you still have to pay attention to your words and deeds in the future."
Wang Mo: "I look like this, do you still need to pay attention?"
"Too."
Yuan Xiong thinks so.
After half a sound.
Yuan Xiong said: "Actually, I like it too."
(End of this chapter)
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