Chapter 165

Talking and singing to summarize the content of the novel? What is that?

Looking at Tom who was a little excited, Wang Jian was completely confused.

As Tom handed the earphone to Wang Jian, he yelled to the staff, "play that rap song again."

After that, Wang Jian heard a completely different style of gangster rap.

"I eat corn, I am the most dazzling, the gods and Demons bow down.

Many beauties come to me, but I pretend I can't see...

is this... I'm the grand master?

Who created this TM? Have you paid me the license fee?

Er... No.

It's this thing. It's too...

lying in a trough!

After thinking about it for a long time, Wang Jian couldn't think of any suitable adjectives.

He looked Tom up and down with the eyes of a mental patient.

"Wang, you never listen to rap, do you?" Tom noticed Wang Jian's eyes and quickly explained, "it's undeniable that there are some exquisite works in a lot of rap music."

"But the rest of the rap music is basically created by the poor who have little education."

"Therefore, in rap music, there are a lot of swearing, boasting and so on."

"But..." Tom thought, "no matter how much they brag about themselves, they don't brag to the height of gods and demons!"

"We just need to write the lyrics from the perspective of the protagonist of the novel. Other singers are still fighting with the police. We are all fighting with gods and demons."

"How could they blow us off?"

"Excuse me." A staff member interrupted Tom's whim. "Most of the people who listen to rap music are black people who hate the police."

"They should be less interested in gods and demons."

Tom glanced at each other. "Do you know that more and more middle-class young people are listening to rap recently?"

"The most ridiculous thing is that in order to show their taste, these people have to find something different in the garbage heap of rap."

"Just like the hippies before and the Goths now."

"Here it is." Tom pointed to the earphone. "Let's give them something different."

"As for the poor who can't afford computers, they are never our target users."

"Their preferences, even life and death, have nothing to do with us."

"I always thought I was born to love money." Wang Jian glanced at Tom. "It turns out that he is not bad in nature, but he is misled by the guy in front of him!"

After Tom refuted the staff, he turned to look at Wang Jian.

"What's up, Wang? Is this proposal feasible? "

Tim Cook picked up the earphone and listened for a while. Then he looked at Wang Jian: "this kind of thing can record quickly, and it can greatly enrich the content of the audio player."

"If you agree to the authorization, I will apply to the company and give you part of the benefits."

Wang Jian looked at Tom and cook, picked up the earphone and listened for a while.

Well, he admits that in addition to too much nonsense, the lyrics rhyme and narrative ability of this kind of rap is much better than most rap.

So... Just try?

Anyway, it won't cost much more.

Wang Jian looked at the staff and said, "whose work is this rap..."

The staff took a look at cook. "I need to make a phone call and ask the former recorder."

Cook waved his hand. "Ask."

Moments later, the staff returned to the studio.

"It's said that this is a game by a teenager called China Mac."

China mac？

Wang Jian tried hard to recall, and finally thought of the Chinese youth in the Bronx.

"Do you have his contact information?" He put the headphones down.

"I've asked my friend to contact him."

After thinking about it, Wang Jian took out his business card and gave it to the staff.

"When you get in touch, ask him to call me."

The staff saw cook nodding and agreed.

After the accident, the two sides began to discuss the audio book.

After Tim Cook got the authorization of "abnormal", he promised that he would be hosted by some stations with good timbre to record the relevant work.

But Wang Jian repeatedly stressed that time must be fast.

Meanwhile, Vera famega was standing in front of Wang Jian's apartment in her most expensive dress.

She touched the clothes rented from xiakun's bag with her hand and took a deep breath.

"It's said that works are the projection of the writer's consciousness, so vampires, werewolves, cat girls, there is always one is appropriate."

Vera put her face together and gave a sweet smile."Mr. Wang, I've come to clean your apartment."

But after waiting for a long time, she still did not hear the long-awaited response.

After hesitating for a moment, Vera took out the key of the administrator and opened the door of Wang Jian's apartment.

A few minutes later, she sat down on the sofa a little disappointed, "they say that men are the most... In the morning, but he is not here so early?"

"Do you have to watch the chance of fame slip away, and you can only stay at the bottom of Broadway?"

She was a little reluctant to look at the room, thinking about when she could live in such an apartment.

All of a sudden, a stack of documents on the coffee table attracted Vera's attention.

"This is the first edition of the play and the audition memo for the main character of" abnormal "

She eagerly opened the document and read it.

"Wang really has a big say in the selection of actors."

After thinking about it, she was ready to take up a copy of the script of "abnormal".

With this, you can have a certain advantage in the selection of actors.

At the very least, it should be able to pass the screening for the first time by some staff members.

While she was copying on the copier in the apartment, she was thinking about how to climb up to Wang Jian's bed reasonably. Suddenly, she thought of the doorbell outside.

"He's back!" Vera was surprised, and then immediately calmed down. "No, he won't ring the doorbell when he goes back to his apartment."

She quickly put the cleaning tools in a prominent place, and then opened the door of the apartment.

"Are you Naomi Watts, the female star of prison break?" Vera looks a little surprised at the woman outside.

"Who are you?" Naomi searched her memory. "The bottom Broadway actor?"

"Why are you here?"

Vera turned her eyes and half leaned against the door. "This is Wang's apartment. Naturally I will be here."

Naomi Watts looks through Vera at the cleaning tools in the room and chuckles inside.

"I'm sorry, I went to Hollywood to film before. I didn't take good care of Wang."

"Thank you, in this period of time, instead of me to meet the requirements of all aspects of Wang."

"When Wang comes back, I will definitely suggest that he arrange a small role for you in the unusual."