I was rejected when I wrote a song, but I became a king on my debut

Blue Star, Zhonghai City.

Inside Zhou Yu's rental house.

Looking at the dozen new songs that were returned in the mailbox, from top to bottom they were "Nunchaku", "The Bell in the Opposite Direction", "Nocturne"...

"I was kicked out again. These people really don't understand appreciation."

Zhou Yu was a little speechless. These songs he wrote were classics among classics in the previous life on earth. How come they came to this world and no one wanted them?

That's right, Zhou Yu traveled through time.

A month ago, he was an unknown artist on earth, with a professional background, but ten years after his debut, he was still a little transparent. When it comes to singing, he is a professional. When it comes to acting, he has studied for a long time and has been playing supporting roles on the set for several years. His acting skills have been greatly improved, but he is just not popular. Later, he died suddenly because he stayed up late for a long time studying scripts and writing songs. Then when I woke up, I found myself in this parallel world called Blue Star.

The similarity between this place and the earth is as high as 98%, and the historical development is also very similar. However, the modern entertainment industry is different from the earth. To put it simply, he has traveled to a template world in entertainment novels and understands everything.

Came to Blue Star China and became an ordinary employee in the composition department of a small entertainment company here in Zhonghai City. The company was so small that it closed down half a month ago.

As for Zhou Yu, after coming to this world, he found that he was very familiar with the entertainment works in the original world, such as music, novels, and scripts, as if they had been copied in his mind.

As a senior Internet literature enthusiast, Zhou Yu knew that this was the golden finger for his rebirth and time travel, coupled with his identity as a former employee of the composition department. He knew that he was about to reach the pinnacle of life in this world and become the godfather of entertainment.

However, reality gave him a heavy blow.

Before the company closed down, Zhou Yu wrote new songs for many artists and submitted them to them. Then without any surprise, all the new songs he wrote were rejected. Even the previous boss couldn't help but joke when he saw these new songs written by Zhou Yu.

"Xiao Zhou, when you write songs, you have to write some normal songs. Look, can this hum ha ha be a hit?"

"And this one, Tears know it. How could Tears know it?"

Then, and then there was no more, the company went bankrupt due to poor management and investment failure. In order to survive in Zhonghai City, Zhou Yu wrote a lot of songs and submitted them to artists in the circle, but the songs were still rejected.

The reasons are all very similar, either because he is a relatively unknown newcomer who was withdrawn without even looking at it, or because he feels that the songs he wrote are too weird and are not suitable for being withdrawn.

"Do you really want me to take action personally?"

Zhou Yu glanced at the information about a talent show on his phone. Last week, just in case, he signed up for this talent show called "Son of an Idol". I thought that if my new song was still rejected, I would debut on the show with my new song.

At present, it seems that his decision is still correct. The new song he submitted has been rejected. It seems that he can only take the initiative himself.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Zhou Yu opened the door. It was the landlord's aunt who came to press for rent.

"Xiao Zhou, you have to pay the rent for these two months. I know you have just graduated from college, but it's not easy for me. I just count on collecting rent to support my children's schooling."

Zhou Yu's face froze, but he still smiled: "Okay, I understand, sister, I will definitely pay you the rent next month and make up for the past two months."

The landlady was a nice person. She knew that Zhou Yu had just graduated not long ago and the company he worked for had closed down some time ago. It was not easy for a person to work hard in Zhonghai City, and the rent had been waived for him for a long time. I haven't paid last month's rent yet, so it's a great kindness to be able to delay it until now.

Looking at Zhou Yu, the landlady also said earnestly: "Xiao Zhou, Auntie knows that you are engaged in creation, but you also need to have enough to eat. Find a serious job and work hard. What kind of music are you doing? This thing Can it be used as food?"

Zhou Yu smiled and nodded. After sending away the landlady, he looked at his balance and found that he only had 600 yuan left. In the international metropolis of Zhonghai, it is difficult for him, a newly graduated and unemployed college student, to survive.

"It seems that we have to solve the money problem first."

The recording of the talent show will start early next month. During this period, I still have to find a way to make some money. Otherwise, it will be difficult to live in this expensive city.

He was not prepared to ask for money from his family unless absolutely necessary. Originally, my family's conditions were not very good, my parents were getting older, and they had more ways to spend money. I had enough resources, so I shouldn't ask for money from my family after I graduated.

Zhou Yu looked at the new song manuscript he had placed on the sofa, hesitated for a moment, and randomly picked up a few new songs from it: "I can only go to the bar to try my luck."

Nowadays, there is a shortage of money. Those celebrities who don’t want their own songs can only try their luck in music bars and other places to see if they can sell to resident singers. It doesn’t matter if it’s cheaper, as long as it can solve their urgent needs.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhou Yu came to a bustling street, where there were the most bars and music bars.

On the night in May, the weather was already very hot. Zhou Yu was carrying his bag and holding his manuscript in his hand. He looked at the first music bar, gritted his teeth and walked in.

However, it didn't take long for him to come out disappointed. Then he tried one after another, and he visited the whole street, but he didn't sell a single song.

After wiping his sweat, Zhou Yu turned around and prepared to enter the last store, but he bumped into a woman walking out of the store, and the manuscript in his hand was scattered on the floor.

He hurriedly knelt down to pick up his manuscript. When he got the last one, a white and slender little hand picked up the last manuscript. Zhou Yu was stunned, stood up, and when he looked up, he saw the standing In front of him was a woman wearing a high-end black dress, sunglasses and a peaked cap.

Zhou Yu couldn't see her appearance clearly, but he could tell from the part of the woman's cheek exposed under her sunglasses, her noble and cool temperament, and her graceful figure that she was a beauty.

Seeing her reading the song he had written, Zhou Yu asked tentatively: "Is the beauty interested in original music?"

The woman looked at the song called "Period" in her hand and looked at the lyrics. Her eyes flickered under her sunglasses, as if she saw her own experience in these lyrics.

He looked up at Zhou Yu and asked, "Did you write this?"

Seeing the woman's interest, Zhou Yu nodded quickly: "Yes, these are all original songs written by me. Are you interested, beauty? If you want, I can sell them to you cheaper."

Zhou Yu was also worried that the woman would not believe him, so he showed her the copyright information he had registered online.

"Beauty, you don't have to worry that I'm a liar. I wrote these songs myself and the copyrights are mine. If you want them, buy them and use them as you like. You don't have to worry about copyright issues."

He knows that the world attaches great importance to copyright, so the copyrights of the songs he wrote were registered early.

The woman's eyes flickered. She looked at the people coming and going around her, pointed to a coffee shop across the road and said, "Let's talk over there."

Zhou Yu's eyes lit up, there was something going on.

Following the woman, I looked at the bag in her hand and her clothes. She looked very rich.

There was no one in the coffee shop at this time. Only Zhou Yu and the woman found a corner and sat down. The woman pointed to Zhou Yu's "Period" and said.

"I like your song better. Please give me a price."

Zhou Yu looked at the woman sitting opposite him, unable to see clearly what she looked like or who she was. But these are not important. She seems to be rich, as long as she can buy her own songs.

He tentatively quoted a price: "I think you are also a person who understands music, beauty. How about this? Can I give you 50,000?"

Seeing as she is so rich, she should be able to give her 50,000, right? Although he also knew that as a newcomer, the price he quoted was a bit high, but when it came to buying and selling, he had to leave enough room for bargaining.

Sure enough, the woman frowned slightly and just said: "Let's do this, I will give you the highest price for the newbie, 20,000, and the subsequent share will be based on the newbie, 1% of the profit share, what do you think? ?”

Hearing the woman's words, Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment, could he still get a share? He thought that newcomers like himself wouldn't get a share, but he didn't expect that this rich woman was quite nice. Give him a 1% profit share for a newcomer, and it's still 20,000 yuan, which is the highest price for a newcomer, so it's not bad.

However, on the surface, he still pretended to be embarrassed. Seeing that the woman seemed a little impatient, he agreed in a embarrassed manner: "Okay, that's it."

"Leave your contact information. I'll go back today and have someone prepare the contract and send it to you."

He nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll scan you."

The woman hesitated, took out her mobile phone, and the two of them added their contact information.

The conversation between the two lasted only ten minutes. Even after they walked out of the coffee shop, Zhou Yu felt a little emotional when he saw a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle parked on the side of the road and picked up the woman.

Life with money is so good.

Looking at the WeChat message of the beautiful woman just now on my phone, fortunately, I sold a song this time. Although the price was cheap, at least it was a first step to help me solve the rent problem.

In the Mercedes-Benz business car, the woman took off her hat and sunglasses, revealing a perfect and delicate face. Next to her, sat a short-haired woman in her early thirties with a sullen look on her face, looking at the text. Shiyi scolded her for a while.

"I said, aunt, can you tell us next time you come out? Do you know how worried I was just now?"

"If something happens to you, how do you want me to explain it to your parents?"

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