The best male god of rebirth

Chapter 20

Sell ​​rights?A smile appeared in Li Qingfeng's eyes, I'm afraid you are crazy.

Directly refused: "Sorry, my copyright is not for sale"

Both Li Mingguo and Zhao Ailian were staring at Li Qingfeng's conversation, the microphones were loud, and they were surprised to hear that the other party wanted to buy the copyright.

In their minds, although Li Qingfeng's two songs are not bad, that's all. If the other party can buy the copyright of the two songs, then the work must be extremely good.

Feng Xialan did not give up, and said in a seductive tone, "Don't worry, Mr. Li, listen to me first.

Although the sales of your two songs are good, they are all completed under the operation of our website, and personal income tax needs to be deducted. The final share is in your hands. The two songs are probably at most a hundred thousand.

And without the operation of the website, the performance may be much worse, so you have to think clearly.

Besides, we will quote you 50 yuan for each song, after tax~"

Li Mingguo and Zhao Ailian gasped when they heard these words, and looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

50 for a song?Two songs are worth 100 million, after tax.

The combined annual income of the two of them is no more than [-] to [-] yuan. How easy is it to earn money that they haven't been able to earn back for decades?
Both looked at Li Qingfeng with apprehension and anticipation, especially Li Mingguo, the pride and deep fatherly love in his eyes almost gushed out.

Which parent doesn't want their child to become a dragon?

For a while, the air was a little quiet, and everyone was waiting for his reply.

Li Qingfeng sneered, he really treated me like a child, if a website doesn't choose high-quality ones to operate, why should it choose low-quality ones to operate?

Chu Xialan also had some expectations at this time. The current market price of songs is only [-] to [-] for high-quality songs, and [-] songs are sky-high.

And the price of 50 is because the two songs have passed the test of the market, and there will be a lot of room for profit in the later stage, so this price was paid.

If it's a new song that hasn't been released yet, for a new song like this, [-] is her limit.

But now who makes the data of these two songs stand out?

Li Qingfeng glanced at Li Mingguo and Zhao Ailian, and could see their anxiety in anticipation.

Smile slightly, I won't let you suffer so much in this life again.

In the previous life, I was busy and busy all my life. In this life, let me bring you glory.

"I'm sorry, I refused, and we don't have to test each other out. We will never sell two songs. Let's talk about the promotion. How can I cooperate?"

Chu Xialan heard the determination in the young man's voice, and understood that there was nothing to be done, and her heart was instantly filled with regret.

But it was adjusted immediately. Anyway, the acquisition was just a temporary idea, and now it is still necessary to arrange publicity.

She wasn't that immature yet, and her original job was affected by a sudden incident.

Clearing his voice, he continued, "It's okay, since Mr. Li doesn't want to sell it, it doesn't matter, if there are songs of similar quality in the future, welcome to talk again.

Now let’s talk about promotion, the website has decided to give you [-]/[-] promotion through all channels, but now you need to re-record those two songs, the simple guitar is a bit too monotonous, and it will affect sales.”

Li Qingfeng nodded, no matter how good a guitar could sing, it was indeed too monotonous.

What's more, these two songs are not pure folk songs, and it is still impossible to support the whole song with a guitar. Only richer music can express the meaning of these two songs.

After thinking about it, Tianhai City is an economically important city in the south, and there is still no shortage of these professional recording studios.

But the cost, turned around to look at Li Mingguo and Zhao Ailian, I can only ask my parents to get it.

"No problem, when do I need to give it to you?"

"You'd better be within May Day, of course the sooner the better"

"No problem, thank you very much, feel free to contact me if you have any questions"

"Okay, I will bother you today, goodbye"

"Goodbye"

slap~
After hanging up the phone, Li Qingfeng's tone was very polite. Maturity doesn't just refer to the mind, it is more reflected in the way of dealing with people.

Even if you know that the other side is a little whimsical, it is still necessary to maintain a good relationship.

Getting angry just because of a proposal from the other party is not because of personality and temper, but because of lack of life experience.

In business talk business, Fang Shuang's position is not wrong.

Seeing Li Mingguo and Zhao Ailian looking straight at him, Li Qingfeng shrugged and said softly: "No way,

Your son is your own, and got your true inheritance, that's why he is so outstanding."

puff~
Zhao Ailian sneered, and gave him a chestnut when she heard such shameless words.

He deliberately said with a straight face: "Why didn't you sell two songs just now, 100 million, money that your mother can't make even if she works hard all her life."

Li Qingfeng rubbed his head, his face turned bitter, he is really his own mother, willing to beat him.

"Mom, I'd be fooling you, these two songs have been downloaded more than 50 times.

My price is two yuan a piece, although only half of the share, and 25% personal income tax, it seems that the price is not high.

But this is only one week's data. In a few months, this data may double, and it will be more than 100 million by then. Although the tax to be paid later may reach 45%, the income will definitely only be more Not a lot.

And with the copyright in hand, we can eat it for 50 years. If someone wants to steal your chicken that lays golden eggs, you are still willing to give it away. Isn't this...cough cough"

Seeing Zhao Ailian's unkind eyes, she didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence.

When Li Mingguo and Zhao Ailian heard the detailed data, they couldn't believe it. How could they have an income of hundreds of thousands in a week?

So scary.

The two hurriedly dragged Li Qingfeng into his bedroom to check the sales of the two songs.

After entering the room, Li Qingfeng lay on the bed safely, looked at the surprised faces of the two, and said with a bit of a smile: "Mom,

Or let’s just sell these two songs, anyway, we can get 100 million, and we can buy a house directly.”

Zhao Ailian's face turned red, and she couldn't hold it any longer, so she stepped forward and gave him a chestnut,
Looking at Li Qingfeng's gloomy expression, his expression was a little funny: "No matter how powerful you are, you are still not my son. If you are disobedient, I will still beat you up."

Li Qingfeng shook his head dumbfounded, it really didn't make sense, but he also enjoyed this kind of pure family affection in his heart.

Only by his parents' side can he feel that he is still the same as a young man of seventeen or eighteen.

After all, they are parents who always treat their children as children, and they are also his eternal reliance.

Watching the two of them going out in whispers, Li Qingfeng closed the door and began to search for recording studios in Tianhai City on the Internet.

There are indeed quite a few. After choosing the one with good reviews and the best environment, I made a phone call and made a reservation first, and I will go there tomorrow afternoon.

May 5st, the first day of the May Day holiday.

Li Qingfeng took a taxi and went straight to the recording studio that was agreed yesterday.

In a high-tech industrial park, I found it after asking a few passers-by.

Generally, the rent in industrial parks is relatively cheap, and the space can be very large.

When you come to the fifth building and go up to the tenth floor, when you step out of the elevator, you can see the beauty of Liuyun recording studio.

Walking around casually, I saw that the entire floor was occupied by Liuyun recording studio, and the related recording equipment was extremely professional.

After clarifying the situation, Li Qingfeng walked to the reception desk.

The beautiful front man's eyes lit up when he saw Li Qingfeng, his handsome figure was very attractive, and several beautiful girls in the hall all looked at him.

"Hi sir, what can I do for you?"

Li Qingfeng smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Hello, my surname is Li, and I made a reservation for this afternoon's song recording last night."

The front desk smiled slightly, took out the registration book, flipped through it, looked up at that handsome face, blushed unconsciously, and said softly, "Mr. Li Qingfeng?"

Li Qingfeng nodded, and said with a bit of a smile: "It's me, are there so many beauties in the recording studio now?"

The front desk laughed softly: "There are a lot of handsome guys, especially after you come."

"Haha, business bragging"

Li Qingfeng smiled and pointed inside.

The receptionist nodded slightly, understanding his consciousness, and slightly stretched out her hand to signal him to come with her.

After a few turns, push open the glass door and enter a small living room.

"Wait a moment, we will have a professional teacher to talk to you later"

"Are you leaving now? Haha, if I can meet a girl with temperament like you every day, I'd like to come a few more times."

The front desk smiled sweetly, turned around and walked out. Although the handsome guy is good, he can't lose his job.

Not long after, a chunky middle-aged man walked into the house.

Li Qingfeng saw the visitor standing up gently, and politely said a few words to each other, saying each other's names.

The two take their seats.

Wei Yuanhang looked at the young man in his eyes with some curiosity. Although he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, his temperament was a little too mature.

With a bit of curiosity, he said: "Mr. Li, I don't know which performing arts company you are working for now?"

Li Qingfeng smiled slightly, and said softly: "Boss Wei laughed, he's still a sophomore in high school."

Wei Yuanhang was a little surprised, this kind of mature temperament is not like a young man can have.

A man's age can be hidden, but that temperament cannot be hidden from these fine men who are used to fighting with others.

"Mr. Li, this title is a bit of a twist. Let me tell you how many years older than you, so I'll call you Brother Li. You can just call me Brother Wei."

Li Qingfeng laughed, and said boldly: "Brother Wei, I like to deal with people who are bold like Wei Brother."

Wei Yuanhang nodded, and said with a smile: "Brother Li, what kind of song do you want to record this time, do you have a demo?"

It's normal for people in this industry to build relationships, but it's almost impossible for people in business to have their eyes above the top, especially for people like Wei Yuanhang who make a living from their connections in a recording studio.

"Small sample" refers to the preliminary effect of the audition singing before the official recording and production of the song, which is generally completed by the musician who sings the "small sample".

Not all singers can read notation, and musicians who sing "demos" must be professional.

Li Qingfeng nodded, and took out the memory card, which was the stock that was uploaded to Huaxia Music Online twice before.

Wei Yuanhang took the memory card and brought Li Qingfeng directly to the recording studio.

Pushing the door open, a small room is surrounded by professional tuning equipment.

Like flying an airplane, the tuning equipment in front of you is densely covered with hundreds of buttons, making it a headache even for non-professionals.

This is a tuning room. A transparent glass separates the recording studio. You can see several girls laughing in the recording studio separated by a glass.

The girls stopped fighting after seeing the two, opened the door and walked out of the recording studio.

Wei Yuanhang didn't pay attention to other things, he inserted the memory card into the computer and started listening.

Several young and beautiful girls came out of the recording studio and walked into the tuning room one by one.

Seeing that Li Qingfeng and the others were about to audition, they were a little curious, and they all gathered around.

Wei Yuanhang glanced at the curious girls and said nothing.

These are students from the art school, and they came to record a few songs they wrote. Of course, it's hard to say how the quality is.

Seeing Li Qingfeng's handsome appearance, several beautiful girls whispered to each other and looked at him with some interest, obviously wanting to know how this handsome guy's singing is.

The prelude of a guitar sounded in the speakers. The sound quality of the high-priced speakers was excellent, and several girls showed some expressions of enjoyment on their faces.

Wei Yuanhang's eyes lit up, and he said softly, "Martin D45?"

Li Qingfeng nodded, with some respect: "Excellent, Brother Wei"

It is not easy to hear what kind of guitar it is, and it is even more necessary to tell the exact model. Professionals are professionals.

After the guitar prelude was played, the mellow and magnetic voice slowly echoed throughout the room.

"Simpler
Keep it simple..."

This voice is perfect.

Wei Yuanhang glanced at Li Qingfeng in amazement, and it was obvious that he sang it.

"I should be acting with you, but I turn a blind eye

Don't force someone who loves you the most to improvise~
When did we start to put away the bottom line
Follow the changes of the times and watch those clumsy performances

......"

Until the climax sounded, everyone's eyes on Li Qingfeng changed, it was so nice.

The catchy lyrics and beautiful melody have no flaws at all.

A simple guitar accompaniment does not appear monotonous, and the singing skills are extremely skilled, with sincere and full emotions. This song is very flavorful under Li Qingfeng's singing.

Simply perfect.

After Wei Yuanhang finished listening, he looked at Li Qingfeng and was speechless for a long time.

If it is true that this boy wrote all the lyrics and music, it would be terrible, and there will be great development in the future.

Originally, it was a polite idea, but at this time, there was a psychology of further friendship.

Wei Yuanhang thought for a while, and said with some curiosity: "Little brother, your song is very good, are these copyrights still in your hands?"

Li Qingfeng nodded: "It's still there, and now it's uploaded on Huaxia Music Network, Brother Wei, give me some pointers, I need to re-record it.

The main reason is to cooperate with the promotion of Huaxia Music Network, otherwise the guitar would be too monotonous."

These are nothing worth keeping secret, Li Qingfeng said it directly.

One of the three girls next to him seemed to have remembered something, covered his mouth and let out a scream, which directly attracted everyone's attention.

"Are you a three-footed Qingfeng? You sang the actors and the vast sea and the sky?"

Seeing the surprised and excited look of the girl in the white dress, Wei Yuanhang became a little interested: "Xiaoyue, are you famous for writing two songs?"

Zhang Xiaoyue nodded fiercely, and looked at Li Qingfeng curiously, never expecting such a young man to be able to write a song as rich as the sea and the sky.

"These two songs are both original. They entered the top 60 of the new song list within two weeks after being uploaded on Huaxia Music Online, and the download volume has reached an exaggerated [-]."

The two girls next to him looked at Li Qingfeng in astonishment, as a student of the Art Academy, he is more sensitive to these news and data, and understands what such a result means.

Wei Yuanhang also looked at Li Qingfeng in surprise. After hearing this song, he judged that it would definitely become popular based on his rich experience, but he didn't expect that he had already achieved good results.

As he spoke, he couldn't wait to click on the next song.

"Today I
Watching the snow drift by in the cold night.”

Cantonese songs, Wei Yuanhang's eyes lit up, with a bit of anticipation.

As a professional, there is no situation where you can't understand Cantonese songs.

When the three girls heard this slightly hoarse voice, they were still chattering, but suddenly quieted down, and began to listen attentively.

"Flying far away with a cooled heart

Chasing after wind and rain, unable to distinguish traces in fog
The sky is wide, you and me

may change

How many times have I faced cold eyes and ridicule

Never give up the ideal in my heart

Feeling lost for a moment
unknowingly faded

heart love

Forgive me for my unruly and indulgent love and freedom in my life
I am also afraid that one day I will fall

Anyone who abandons their ideals can do it
How can I be afraid that one day it will be only you and me”

This kind of emotion, this kind of singing skills, and this kind of lyrics are simply impeccable.

Wei Yuanhang took a deep breath and pressed the pause button.

There is no need to listen to it anymore, if these two songs were written by this young man.

The future is boundless.

(End of this chapter)