Xia Chu left, Chu Xiaoxiao was having a bad temper,
First, she was angry that her mother left and did not go out with her and her father to play, but neither of them allowed her to drink the hot and sour soup.
When the little guy is angry, he likes to pout, cross his chest, and turn his head to one side, as if I am not paying attention to you.
"Dad is going out, do you want to come with him?"
The little girl still pursed her lips and said nothing.
Chu Han changed his shoes and then asked: "If you don't leave, dad is gone. Stay at home and don't open the door if someone knocks on the door. Dad has the key."
Chu Han said that he was about to walk out. When Chu Xiaoxiao saw it, he immediately became unhappy and hurriedly stepped forward and said anxiously: "Wait for me."
The little girl shouted crisply, and then quickly changed her shoes.
This afternoon, the bookstore still has some last things to tidy up, and the goods have already arrived. They are basically in the categories of novels, magazines, reference books, and poetry, and each category is divided into more than a dozen small categories.
Novels include youth literature, science fiction novels, suspense novels, etc.
These books should arrive around six o'clock in the afternoon.
The bar has been set up, with a cashier and a coffee counter.
In the corner next to the wall, there is also a piano placed for decoration.
In fact, it's not just decoration. Chu Han can play it, but he definitely won't play it in a bookstore, otherwise it will disturb customers while they are reading.
After arriving at the bookstore, Chu Han looked at his shop with satisfaction and smiled knowingly.
Du Jun came to help after school in the afternoon. After all, there were quite a lot of books purchased. The publishing house didn't have much of anything, but there was a lot of inventory. Since there was a lot of inventory, Chu Han bought more. It didn't matter if he couldn't sell it. He just kept it for himself.
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Yesterday, because of the box office incident, Chu Han also paid attention to the Internet and found that many marketing accounts had promoted the movie Buried Alive. Regarding this matter, Chu Han was cautious.
No matter how hard you brag now, you will fall badly when you make a mistake in the future. This is the current situation of everyone in the entertainment industry.
The wall of the bookstore facing the street is naturally made of glass. People outside can easily see the products and atmosphere in the bookstore. As for whether they are willing to come in, it depends on them.
At this moment, a man in a shirt outside knocked on the glass wall. Chu Han, who was leaning on the desk beside the glass wall, raised his head and smiled with the man.
The man opposite also smiled and strode into the bookstore.
"Brother, long time no see." Uncle Ji stepped forward and gave Chu Han a warm hug as he stood up.
"Yeah, long time no see. You look much more handsome today." Chu Han looked at Uncle Ji who had a new look and was no longer dressed like a street singer, and praised him sincerely.
"Brother, are you going to sell the folk songs that were played on the street that day?" Ji Bo asked.
Chu Han mentioned this matter to Uncle Ji last time in order to raise money to buy a house, and Uncle Ji was willing to buy it for five hundred thousand.
To be honest, if it was just the original singing and broadcasting rights, half a million was already a very generous price. But later, when he heard that his box office had exploded and he had no urgent need for money, Chu Han did not plan to sell this song.
The song sells.
"That song... don't worry, Brother Ji, you do it first." Chu Han gave up the seat opposite to Uncle Ji.
"Your daughter is so cute." Ji Bo praised him when he saw the obedient little girl sitting next to Chu Han.
Chu Xiaoxiao said very sweetly: "Thank you, uncle."
As soon as Ji Bo sat down, he saw several pieces of staff on the table, the ink on them had not yet dried.
As a professional, he picked up the staff and started reading it.
Chu Han did not disturb him and puzzled together with Chu Xiaoxiao. However, after the two of them finished putting the puzzle together, Ji Bo was still reading music, and his fingers were still faintly white due to exertion.
So, Chu Han planned to put together the puzzle with her daughter.
Finally, when the two of them finished the puzzle for the third time, Ji Bo quietly put down the score, took a few deep breaths, and tried his best to suppress his excitement.
"Don't hold back, I know the weight of this song." Chu Han said straight to the point.
"Are you really going to make it for me?" Ji Bo was trembling a little as he spoke.
"Of course, I can trust you."
"How much do you plan to ask for?"
"The price of an ordinary song is fine."
Ji Bo was stunned and said in surprise: "Are you sure? You know this song is a classic and is destined to cause a bloody storm in the entertainment industry."
In the entertainment industry, there are many singers who have made a living by relying on one song. But they also have to distinguish what kind of song they are.
Ordinary Xiaohuo songs, like Little Lucky, are popular, but they cannot become classics. If Xia Chu only has this song, even if she does not release any works in the future, as long as she is still in the entertainment industry, then she will be a third-tier singer
singer.
But if a singer has a classic song, even if it is just this song, the singer will reach the top second-tier position, and his net worth will not change for many years.
A classic song must be widely circulated, and the lyrics and music must be classic, profound, and resonate with people. When the song sounds, any passerby will be able to accurately name the song and even hum a few lines.
Even if it takes five, ten, fifteen or twenty years, it can still influence generations of people. This is called a classic.
For ordinary singers, having one song like this is enough to live a lifetime of food and clothing.
When he has no money, as long as he opens his mouth, there will definitely be a program for him to appear on.
"I'm sure." Chu Han was very sure.
"Where's the request?"
For such a song, the songwriter's asking price of one million is not an exaggeration. Because this is a long-term benefit, and the benefit can not be summed up in the word "substantial."
Chu Han smiled: "Brother Ji understands me. The request is very simple, just like the previous song."
Ji Bo clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I understand, don't mention it, this song is really suitable for her. By the way, you have to sign this song, right? I don't care if this kind of song remains anonymous.
Don’t go there.”
"Can I sign a pen name?" Chu Han still didn't want to reveal his identity casually.
"sure."
"Then let's call her Chu Xia." Chu Han touched Chu Xiaoxiao's little head and said with a smile.
"Okay, Niubi, can you sing the demo to me?"
Chu Han got up, went to the piano, and started playing.
His piano skills are not that superb, but he can still do simple playing and singing. Ji Bo just listened quietly, as if he was demented. He knew that he had found a treasure. When this song was released
At that time, the singer circle will be shaken again.
"Brother Chu, you just shocked the film industry, and now you want to shock the singer circle." After listening to the song, Ji Bo gave a thumbs up.
Uncle Ji is passionate about music. When Chu Han sang the demo live, he had already recorded it on his mobile phone. After getting the demo, he hurried back to the company. Before leaving, he asked Chu Han to wait for them here.
For the company's staff, the contract will be announced immediately.
Watching Uncle Ji leave the bookstore, Chu Xiaoxiao finally spoke.
"Dad, why don't you tell mom the song you wrote for her?"
"Because dad has done something wrong and wants to make up for mom, but he can't let mom know. Your dad and I are asking for forgiveness, so please don't tell your mom about this matter, do you understand?"
"Oh, I understand." Chu Xiaoxiao nodded as if she understood.
When Uncle Ji came just now, Chu Han told Chu Xiaoxiao not to mention that Xia Chu was her mother when talking about Xia Chu.
The little girl was really well-behaved and didn't say a word.