Chapter 96 Art Examination
One song falls.
"Menghan!" Zhang Xiaozi wiped away tears and ran towards Wang Menghan, "That's great, it's really great."
"Let me just say, you have held back for such a long time, so you are trying to make a big move. The song just now can easily reach the top of this year's music chart!"
"you are great!"
As soon as Zhang Xiaozi hugged Wang Menghan, she screamed, as if she saw a fan of her idol.
Wang Menghan looked helpless, "Xiao Zi, I didn't write this."
"Huh?" Zhang Xiaozi immediately let go of Wang Menghan, "Then where did you get this tune? I haven't heard the same or similar tune before."
Wang Menghan took the phone over and swipe it a few times, "Look, this is what Chen Yun just sent me. These four songs were composed by him just now. I have read them. Each song is a masterpiece among the best."
While speaking, Zhang Xiaozi picked up the phone and finished watching one after another, "Menghan, the Chen Yun you mentioned is the handsome guy who drove the McLaren to pick you up?"
"You said he finished it in a few minutes?!"
"And composed four palace-level pieces within a few minutes?!"
She stood up, touched Wang Menghan's head, "I don't have a fever."
Wang Menghan slapped her hand away, "What I said is true."
"Then what should we do now, shall we use it?"
"I don't really think about it. After all, I have signed a contract. If I really release the song, the copyright should belong to Huaying. Even if I file a lawsuit, I'm afraid I won't be able to get the copyright back."
Zhang Xiaozi snorted coldly, "According to me, I can't give them these four poems. Let's hurry up and finish the lyrics. I'll go to the supervisor and open a special contract without releasing the copyright."
She puffed out her chest, and said proudly: "Well, the stuff is good, our waist is hard!"
"it is good!"
Immediately, Wang Menghan began to write lyrics. At the same time, while writing lyrics and singing, Zhang Xiaozi intercepted a few clips and sent them to the supervisor. The latter also looked horrified after listening to it!
On the same day, the supervisor approached the upper-level manager, who kept shaking his head after listening to it, and then when he heard that Wang Menghan wanted to keep the copyright, his face darkened.
"Xiao Sun, I'm afraid this is not appropriate."
"Manager Su, there is no other way. I said it too, but Wang Menghan said that these four songs were not written by her, so if you want to release the songs, you can't hand over the copyright."
After hearing this, Manager Su rolled his eyes, "Xiao Sun, you have been in Huaying for so many years, you should know that our Huaying has always attached great importance to copyright, and the copyright contract must be signed by someone above the manager, but, I I'm going on a business trip recently, so, do you know what I mean?"
"I understand, of course I understand. I will sign this contract." Director Sun nodded after hearing this. I will not understand, "I will draw up a contract right away and let them release songs first."
After seeing the supervisor go out, Manager Su sneered. He has stayed in Huaying for such a long time, and he has never heard of the non-payment of copyright. Artists signed by Huaying, you can leave Huaying, but your works Want to go back too?
Delusion!
funny!
It is not a day or two for Huaying to eat human blood steamed buns.
This way.
Wang Menghan and Zhang Xiaozi received the notice from the supervisor, and stayed up all night again.
I don’t know why, but Wang Menghan’s thoughts flowed like a spring, and she wrote the lyrics extremely fast, as if the song had already appeared in her mind when she played the piano once before.
After one night, Wang Menghan was extremely exhausted, and fell asleep directly on the desk with Zhang Xiaozi.
On the table, there are four songs.
"Moonlight That Year"
"Fengyue Nine Heavens"
《Long You My Heart》
《Remembrance》
Yulong Tiange.
Chen Yun got up in the morning, and transferred a few actors from the Jiangcheng University of the Arts from Shengtian to give the two little girls the last day of special training.
For a day, Chen Yun was also watching from the side. Seeing that the two were in good condition, he felt quite relieved.
Afterwards, it was time for the mule or the horse to come out for a walk.
Early in the morning, Chen Yun drove the Mercedes-Benz Big G and walked towards Jiangcheng University of Arts with two girls.
"Did you bring everything with you, your admission ticket and ID card?"
"Don't be nervous you know? You are the best."
"Okay brother." Chen Mengmeng looked at Chen Yun, and immediately pursed her lips into a smile, "Brother, look at you now, you are almost like an elderly child's parents, and you don't look like a big boss, besides, My parents have already told me this morning."
She naturally felt that there was nothing wrong with it, but now that Chen Yun was like this, it made her a little nervous.
"OK."
Chen Yun looked at the two little girls, "Go ahead, come on, after you finish the exam, I will make whatever you want to eat."
"okay!"
Chen Mengmeng salivated when thinking about the dishes of Yipinju.
After sending them to the place, Chen Yun sat in the car and did not leave. Then he saw Wang Menghan send over the singing version of several songs.
Chen Yun put on the AirPods, and the beautiful singing voice came out immediately. His songs, together with Wang Menghan's lyrics and her passionate singing, are simply adding bricks and tiles!
Not only did it not destroy the beauty of the song at all, but it also made the song a higher level and made the song more emotional.
"Nice to hear."
After listening to it, even Chen Yun thought about it for a long time. His music was revived in Wang Menghan's hands.
"Chen Yun, have you finished listening? How do you feel? We are now ready to sign the copyright contract, and we should be able to release new songs today."
Wang Menghan sent a voice, and Chen Yun replied a few words, expressing his understanding.
Hearing Wang Menghan's thanks, Chen Yun chuckled. He just wrote these songs casually, or it was just to test his super musical sense and music creation skills.
If he thought about it, a few pieces or even a dozen pieces a day would not be a problem at all.
(end of this chapter)