As a professor in the art department, Liu Minkang has a high level of vision.

Originally, he had no expectations for Ye Zhiqiu's original songs, but he thought the quality would be about the same for his granddaughter's sake.

But he didn't expect that Ye Zhiqiu's work just now really shocked him.

"The melody is simple, there is no gorgeous rhetoric, but the emotions are expressed very well!"

Professor Liu Minkang said excitedly: "Those art students should really take a closer look at what constitutes a good song."

"Classmate Ye... Zhiqiu, this song is very good, I agree!"

While Liu Minkang was excited, he was also surprised that he had never seen this handsome young man named Ye Zhiqiu, but why had he not discovered such a talent before?

Ye Zhiqiu smiled sincerely and said, "Thank you, teacher."

"However." Professor Liu frowned and said, "The lyrics and music are both good. It is a rare masterpiece. But your singing skills are just average."

"..." Ye Zhiqiu was embarrassed.

Yu Caiwei, who had bright eyes on the side, couldn't help but laugh out loud, and when she saw Ye Zhiqiu looking over at her, she regained her cool and beautiful appearance.

Ye Zhiqiu is also very helpless. He thinks that his singing skills are pretty good among amateurs, but the standards set by industry expert Professor Liu Minkang are too high.

"Your innate conditions are actually very good, but you have not received systematic training before." Liu Minkang said thoughtfully, "Well, there is still a week until the party. During this time, you can come to me after class in the afternoon and I will guide you.

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"Okay! Thank you teacher!"

Ye Zhiqiu was overjoyed when he heard this and of course he would not refuse.

You know, if a person of Professor Liu Minkang's level is willing to give guidance, he is getting a huge advantage.

In fact, Liu Minkang has developed a love for talents. With his current status, basically no one can hire him if he doesn't want to.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Zhiqiu said sheepishly: "Um...teacher, can I come over during the day when you don't have classes?"

Although Liu Minkang found it a bit strange, he had no objection.

At this time, Yu Caiwei suddenly asked: "Your major has no classes in the evening, what are you busy with?"

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't hide anything and said: "I want to earn living expenses. The boss of 'July' invited me to be a singing resident four nights a week."

Yu Caiwei's eyes flashed and she asked softly: "Is it the song "The Parade of the White Blue Pigeon"?"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, and Liu Minkang became interested and asked quickly: ""The Parade of the White Blue Pigeon"? Another song of yours? What kind of song is it? Come and listen to it."

Ye Zhiqiu took it easy and picked up the ancient guitar again and started singing.

The more Liu Minkang listened, the more he admired it in his eyes. After singing the song, he said directly: "Make the music scores of these two songs and send them to me."

Ye Zhiqiu naturally agreed.

In the evening, "July" opened the bar. Since Ye Zhiqiu came to sing, the owner Liu Dabeard was pleasantly surprised to find that the store's turnover has increased a lot.

After dealing with the hints from some attracted female customers, Ye Zhiqiu went on stage to sing as usual.

In an unnoticed corner, a woman wearing a peaked cap was quietly looking at Ye Zhiqiu on the stage.

After finishing the evening's performance with ease and exchanging pleasantries with the boss, Ye Zhiqiu was about to leave when suddenly a figure blocked him.

"Chen Yuan?" Ye Zhiqiu frowned.

Chen Yuan directly asked: "Why didn't you reply when I sent a message? And you blocked me?!"

"There's something wrong."

Ye Zhiqiu ignored the other party, turned around and left.

"Wait!" Chen Yuan didn't expect Ye Zhiqiu's attitude to be so straightforward, so she quickly reached out to hold him.

Ye Zhiqiu said impatiently: "I have nothing to say to you. You don't have to come to me if you have anything to do in the future."

Chen Yuan lowered her voice and said, "Zhiqiu, we don't have to do this. Can you just talk to me properly?"

"I won't waste your time, just one minute."

Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath and said coldly: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have anything to say, let it go."

A flash of anger flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes, but she finally endured it and said, "Actually, I'm looking for you to ask you for a favor."

"I checked. This song "The Parade of White Pigeons" is your original work, right? Can you give me the copyright of this song?"

Before Ye Zhiqiu could speak, Chen Yuan said quickly: "I know this condition is a bit excessive, but I won't ask you for nothing."

"I can give you money to buy it, 3,000 yuan! Aren't your family conditions not very good? This can also reduce your burden..."

Looking at Chen Yuan who was talking endlessly in front of him, Ye Zhiqiu laughed angrily, "Do you think I look like a fool?"

Chen Yuan was stunned, a look of embarrassment flashed across her face, and she quickly said: "5000! I can give you 5000! This price is not low for student original works..."

"roll."

Ye Zhiqiu completely understood what the woman in front of him was and didn't bother to say a word.

Seeing that Ye Zhiqiu was really about to leave, Chen Yuan was really anxious. She held onto Ye Zhiqiu's hand and begged: "Zhiqiu, I'm about to make my debut. That's my dream. You know how important a good work is to newcomers!"

"I was sorry for you before, but we have feelings, right? Please, I really need this song..."

Ye Zhiqiu shook off the other party's hand without politeness and was about to turn around and leave when suddenly a voice came along with the fragrant wind.

"Zhiqiu? What a coincidence, why are you here?"

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned and turned around to see that it was Yu Caiwei.

At this time, Yu Caiwei was dressed the same as last time, wearing a peaked cap that covered most of her face, but she was still breathtakingly beautiful.

Hearing the voice of the visitor, Chen Yuan quickly let go of Ye Zhiqiu's hand and her expression returned to calm. When she saw it was Yu Caiwei, she couldn't help but open her mouth in shock.

"I'm here to sing." Ye Zhiqiu said inexplicably, "Didn't I just say that this morning?"

Yu Caiwei seemed to realize that her question was a bit inappropriate, her cheeks turned slightly red and she said, "Forgot!"

Fortunately, the lights inside the bar were dim, so Ye Zhiqiu didn't notice the change in Yu Caiwei's expression.

Ye Zhiqiu was speechless for a while. Chen Yuan, who was standing aside, saw that the two of them seemed quite familiar. She was so shocked that she forgot her own purpose and looked back and forth at the two of them.

Ye Zhiqiu was too lazy to talk nonsense to Chen Yuan. He turned around and said directly: "The copyright is not for sale. If you want to sing "The Parade of the White Pigeon", you can, and the royalties will be 300,000 yuan."

Chen Yuan's expression changed drastically.

"Wait a minute." Ye Zhiqiu paused, grinned and said: "Three hundred thousand is the price that others paid for it. If you want to sing, you can't miss six hundred thousand."

"You...!" Chen Yuan was so angry that she couldn't speak for a while.

"You will regret it!" Chen Yuan glanced at Yu Caiwei next to Ye Zhiqiu. After all, Chen Yuan didn't say anything. She glanced at Ye Zhiqiu resentfully and left angrily.
Chapter completed!