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Chapter 249 Selling His Songs to Him

A few days later, in the afternoon.

Beijing.

In a cafe facing the street, Chen Yu ordered a cup of coffee alone, sat by the window, squinted at the street scene of people coming and going outside, and took a sip of coffee from time to time.

About ten minutes later, a man wearing terracotta blue jeans and a black T-shirt came to Chen Yu. This man was wearing a black sun hat and his voice was a little rough when he spoke, "Mr. Chen?"

Hearing this, Chen Yu turned to look at him. Seeing the face under his sunhat, Chen Yu smiled, stood up and stretched out his right hand, "Mr. Zhao! I'm Chen Yu. Nice to meet you!"

Zhao Lei nodded, stretched out his hand to shake Chen Yu's hand, glanced around subconsciously, and whispered: "Shall we all sit down? It is easier to attract everyone's attention if we are all standing."

Although he lowered his voice, his voice was still very rough.

Chen Yu smiled, understanding his concerns.

After participating in "Chinese Good Songs" at the beginning of this year, Zhao Lei has become famous. Although he may not be very famous, maybe someone in this cafe will recognize him.

"Okay! Please sit down!"

"please!"

The two sat opposite each other.

A waiter came over, and Zhao Lei casually ordered a cup of coffee. After sending the waiter away, Zhao Lei looked at Chen Yu and asked: "Mr. Chen, you invited me here through my friend, what's the matter?

?Sorry! I am a straightforward person and I like to speak straight to the point, so don’t mind."

Chen Yu was also sizing him up.

I feel that although this man is not very handsome, especially in the entertainment industry, he is not considered a handsome guy.

But it has a masculine vibe.

This made Chen Yu feel good about him.

A man should act like a man.

Hearing him directly ask about the purpose of his visit, Chen Yu smiled and said: "I like your songs very much..."

"Thanks!"

As soon as Chen Yu started, he was interrupted by Zhao Lei's thanks.

Chen Yu smiled slightly and continued: "So, I tried to write a song based on your voice and singing style. I heard that you are preparing a new album recently, so I wanted to show you that song.

If you like it! I will sing it for you. If you don’t like it, I will try to find another singer. Are you interested in that song?"

Um?

Zhao Lei was shocked after hearing Chen Yu's purpose.

On the way here to see Chen Yu today, he speculated in his mind many kinds of reasons why Chen Yu asked him out.

But I just didn't guess this one.

Because you like his songs, you wrote a song based on his voice and singing style?

real or fake?

Can anyone write songs these days?

Apart from being stunned, Zhao Lei was also a little speechless.

At this moment, he thought of some modern poems written in the vernacular by some so-called modern poets in the literary world. In the past, he had also specially read the masterpieces of some modern poets with an attitude of learning.

Then, his eyes were opened.

He feels that those so-called modern poems just break up a paragraph and treat each sentence as a paragraph, and that's it.

That level...

It gave him the confidence to write his own lyrics.

reason?

All that nonsense can be considered poetry, so why can’t I write lyrics?

At this moment, he seriously doubted that the lyrics written by Chen Yu were anything like modern poetry.

But out of politeness and respect for the friend who introduced him to see Chen Yu, he suppressed the discomfort in his heart, forced a smile, and said: "Yes! Of course! Where are the lyrics? Let me take a look."

Chen Yu saw the change in his expression, but didn't care.

He can probably guess Zhao Lei's mood at this time, and he can understand it.

Just because he could understand Zhao Lei's mood at this time, Chen Yu didn't waste any time, took out his mobile phone, called up the lyrics on the phone, and handed it to Zhao Lei.

He first copied the lyrics of "Chengdu" on scratch paper, then took pictures with his mobile phone and stored them in the form of photos on his mobile phone.

Zhao Lei was mentally prepared for the eyesore. He smiled politely, took Chen Yu's phone, and lowered his head to read the lyrics on the phone.

The title of the song first caught his eye.

——"Chengdu"?

These two words were very neutral, and he couldn't comment on them. He could only continue reading the specific lyrics.

"What makes me shed tears is not only the wine last night. What makes me reluctant to leave is not only your gentleness, but also how long we have to walk. You hold my hand. What makes me feel embarrassed is the freedom of struggle...

…”

As he read the lyrics line by line, Zhao Lei's expression became more and more surprised.

Because the quality of the lyrics was much better than he expected.

He liked the parallelism at the beginning.

The seemingly simple lyrics outline a little story bit by bit.

After reading the short lyrics of the song, he seemed to have read a short love story.

After reading the entire lyrics, he actually felt a touch of melancholy in his heart.

Such short lyrics can actually arouse his emotions. How?

He frowned and read the lyrics again. This time he began to pay attention to the rhyme of each sentence, and was surprised to find that it actually rhymed.

These lyrics...are not eye-catching at all?

After frowning and being lost in thought for a while, he looked up at Chen Yu in surprise and asked hesitantly: "Mr. Chen, I would like to ask, are you really a businessman?"

When his friend introduced him to meet Chen Yu before, he said that Chen Yu was in business and had a pharmaceutical company.

But at this time he expressed serious doubts.

How can a businessman covered in copper odor write such lyrics?

Chen Yu nodded with a smile, "It will be replaced if it's fake."

Zhao Lei couldn't help but ask again: "At your age, you should be younger than me, right? Are you really a businessman? By the way, can I ask again, what school did you graduate from? Did you study Chinese before?

?”

Chen Yu laughed and shook his head, "My ambition lies in my age. I haven't graduated from college yet, and I didn't study Chinese. I studied computer science."

Zhao Lei: "???"

People who study computers don’t type codes, but come to write songs?

"Your hobby must be Chinese, right? Did your parents force you to major in computer science?"

Zhao Lei tried to find out why Chen Yu could write lyrics of this caliber.

Chen Yu wanted to laugh a little.

Blinking his eyes, Chen Yu said: "It's not about being forced by my parents, but it's true that I love Chinese. To be honest, before writing this song, I was already trying to write about the Internet, and I have already published it online. It is very popular.

good."

Zhao Lei suddenly understood, smiled, slapped his thigh, and said: "No wonder! I just said that your writing skills are very good. Most people can't write such lyrics, but you can still write them. No wonder, no wonder!"

Listening to the original author praising the lyrics, Chen Yu couldn't help but smile.

At this time, the coffee ordered by Zhao Lei arrived.

When the waiter left, Chen Yu coughed lightly and controlled his expression to prevent the smile on his face from being too exaggerated.

"Mr. Zhao, do you like this song? Do you want to include it in your new album?"

Chen Yu asked with a smile.

When Zhao Lei heard this, he frowned and said hesitantly: "The lyrics are good, I like it very much! Really! I really like it, but the song is missing. If there is a suitable song, then I will definitely include it in my new album.

In the album, it’s a pity. Do you think it’s okay to do it this way? I’ll take the lyrics back first, and I’ll try to see if I can compose a suitable tune for it. Do you think it’s okay?”

Chen Yu chuckled lightly, and under Zhao Lei's astonished gaze, he reached out to take his phone from his hand, and casually scratched the screen with his fingers.

The score of the song appears on the screen.

Chen Yu handed the phone back to Zhao Lei with a smile.

"This is a song I wrote, do you want to see it?"

Zhao Lei looked at Chen Yu in surprise, then looked down at the music score on his phone. At this moment, he felt unreal.

A stranger, a businessman, a young man who claimed to be trying to write online recently, not only wrote a very good quality lyric, but also composed the music?

Lyrics are something that anyone with some writing skills can try to write.

But the score?

Is this something ordinary people can try to write?

Do ordinary people understand music scores? Do they know how many notes there are? Do they know what sounds various instruments can produce? Do they know how to match the various instruments in a song?

"Oh, oh, let me see, let me see."

Zhao Lei, who looked confused, took the phone and started to read the music score on the phone with complicated emotions and a little wandering mind.

This time, he looked at it for a long time.

After about half an hour, he slowly raised his head and looked at Chen Yu.

At this moment, his eyes were complicated, showing some admiration, and he sighed: "Great! Mr. Chen, I'm not saying compliments. Anyone who knows my character knows that I don't say compliments. You

The lyrics are really great when paired with this song! I really like it, really! I now really believe what you said before, this song should really be tailor-made for me, and it suits me very well! I just said

I sang it silently in my mind several times, and the more I sang it, the more I liked it. The quality of a song of this caliber has completely surpassed all the songs I have written myself. I really want to include it in my new album."

Having said this, he paused, looked at Chen Yu, and said sternly: "Mr. Chen, tell me the conditions! What conditions do you want to authorize me to sing this song? Although I have just debuted, I have limited financial conditions.

It’s limited, but I will definitely do my best to meet your conditions. I hope that by saying this, you can understand my sincerity.”

Chen Yu looked at him and listened to what he said with a smile.

Before coming to see Zhao Lei with the lyrics and music of this song, Chen Yu had found out on the Internet how much the lyrics and music of a new song could sell for in the current music industry.

After learning about it, he finally understood why there are so few outstanding songwriters these days.

Ultimately, it's because songwriters are treated so poorly.

Even if it is difficult for songwriters to become famous, the price of lyrics and music for a new song is too cheap.

A lyric usually only costs a few thousand yuan for a new artist.

The price of lyrics by famous artists can be calculated in tens of thousands.

Only the top songwriters are eligible to participate in the share of song revenue.

This treatment...

It is simply incomparable to the authors of online articles.

And this also gave Chen Yu a new understanding of the reasons why Internet articles can rise rapidly and become popular all over the country.

——In other words, before the rise of online writing, the overall environment in China was also very bad.

Except for famous figures such as Jin Yong, Gu Long, and Huang Yi from Hong Kong and Taiwan, there is not a decent home in mainland China.

To be sure, the reputation and reputation of those traditional writers are limited to a few small circles, and most young people have little impression of those families.

This environment is also a major reason for the rapid rise of the Internet.

In Chen Yu’s impression, during the birth and rise of the Internet, all Chinese people who had good writing skills, some talent, and some confidence in themselves began to devote themselves to the creation of Internet articles.

These people may not necessarily be interested in writing.

Just because they heard that writing can make money, and that good writing can make a lot of money, many authors began to write online articles without any guidance, and continued to ponder the writing skills.

result?

Works that can be called classics have emerged one after another.

One by one, new online writing types have been developed.

Therefore, if you want to say that no one in China has the talent to write good lyrics, that is absolutely nonsense!

Compared with the long-form Internet articles that often contain millions of words, how many words are there in the lyrics of a song?

Even if you can't write well at once, you can still come up with one or two lyrics of good quality if you spend ten days and a half working on them.

But in the domestic pop music scene, in recent years, there have been fewer and fewer good lyrics.

What's the reason?



Precisely because Chen Yu understood the current domestic prices of lyrics and music, Chen Yu had no intention of asking for money this time.

It won’t sell for much money anyway, so why bother talking about money?

Rather than bargaining with others for the three melons and two dates at this time, it is better to promote the cooperation first and make yourself famous as soon as possible.

Once you have gained fame and the price has gone up, it will be too late to talk about money when you sell songs again.

What's more, he knew very well that the lyrics and music of this song were originally written by Zhao Lei himself in the future world.

"I don't have any conditions. This song was originally written for you. If you like it, just sing it. However, the copyright of the lyrics and music belongs to me, and the right of signature also belongs to me. Is that okay?"

Chen Yu said it casually.

Zhao Lei was stunned when he heard this.

"for free?"

He frowned and asked. He couldn't understand. Some people didn't want money?

Such a good song, with lyrics and music so mature, it doesn’t cost any money?

So what does he want?

Chen Yu nodded and smiled: "Yes! You also know that I am in business, and my business is not bad, so I am not short of this small amount of money. I give you this song as if I am making a friend with you."

Let’s go! If there is another cooperation, let’s talk about money, what do you think?”

Zhao Lei thought for a while, shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "This can't work! Making friends is making friends, and cooperation is cooperation. I really like this song. I can't take such a good song for nothing! This is against the rules.

If you don't want a penny, I will hold this song and I won't feel at ease. I am also a song writer myself. I know how difficult it is to write a song of this level. I understand your kindness, but

We have to negotiate the price! Otherwise I can’t have this song!”

Chen Yu: "???"

Why don’t you want it given for free?

So sincere?

Chen Yu was speechless for a moment.

After being silent for a while, seeing Zhao Lei still looking at him seriously, Chen Yu felt helpless and said with a smile: "Okay! In this case, you can tell me a price!"

------Digression-----

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