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Soon, Li Nianwei finished singing two songs, a powerful Queen-like song "Chasing Lightning" and a tender-hearted song "Dream Light Years", and all the guests below went crazy.
Fans in this world are much simpler than those on Earth. A singer's appearance is pleasing to the eye and the song is good, that's enough. It's not like on Earth, which requires a full range of hype packaging, and in the end it has to be paired with a tear-jerking story.
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"Master Dali, can I sing well?" Li Nianwei returned the microphone, walked off the stage amidst the enthusiastic applause of everyone around her, and finally stood in front of Hong Dali.
She has considerable confidence in her own strength. The problem is that she is not sure whether she will be recognized by Hong Dali, so she is quite nervous.
"Silly girl, the young master agrees. From now on, you will be the artist under the young master's banner. Come on, call me, young master!" The female manager pulled Li Nianwei's arm and said hurriedly: "For you,
The young master specially opened a film and television media company, and even bought an office building, the Chenhui Building in the West Fourth Ring Road!"
"Young... Young Master, hello." After hearing that Hong Dali had agreed, Li Nianwei's eyes filled with happy tears and her voice trembled. In fact, her wish was very simple. She just wanted to write songs well.
Singing, she likes to sing, and some people like to listen, that's enough.
Hong Dali smiled and twitched his nose, and said: "You sing well, hang out with me from now on. You will be considered the number one artist of my film and television media company, and you will be my team." At this point, Hong Dali said
He touched his chin: "Well, speaking of which, my company doesn't have a name yet, which is not good." As he spoke, Hong Dali suddenly looked at the female agent: "By the way, I don't even know your name yet.
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The female agent said excitedly: "My name is Zhang Cai, colorful Cai."
"Oh, I got it." Hong Dali's expression was very calm, as if naming the new company was not a big deal at all, and he said casually: "Then let's call this company Caiwei Film and Television Media Entertainment Co., Ltd. It's simple and easy to remember.
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"Cai...Caiwei?" Li Nianwei and Zhang Cai were completely stunned.
Such a big thing, including buying an office building and setting up a film and television media company, ended up naming them after her two? This young master, does he really not take these things to heart?
superior?
As a super spendthrift, this matter is actually a good way for Hong Dali to spend money. The film industry in this world has always been in a slump. In fact, the entertainment-related industries he knows about do not seem to be very good.
An artist, even if it is the most popular artist in heaven, the actual maximum appearance fee is only about 200,000 yuan. Although people may like them very much, they will never reach the level of fanaticism on earth.
So spending so much money for artists is definitely a loss-making business. No matter how hard Li Nianwei works, her best achievement is probably to earn a few million for the company. This amount of money is compared to buying an office building.
, a drop in the bucket.
"Your name is Li Nianwei, right? Well, sister Nianwei, what, the song you wrote yourself is enough to hold a concert?" Hong Dali took Li Nianwei and Zhang Cai to a corner of Ye Laixiang Nightclub.
, at this time, the students in the class had already gathered together, each person holding a dog in his hand, and the scene looked quite joyful.
Li Nianwei was still somewhat acquainted with life, and she was very excited. She didn't dare to sit on an equal footing with Hong Dali. She just sat on the corner of the sofa, lowered her head, and whispered: "Well, I have written seventeen or eight songs so far.
Barely enough.”
"As long as it's enough, let's hold a concert in the square of the West Fourth Ring Road tomorrow night, open-air!" Hong Dali laughed loudly: "This time I have to make a fortune, hahahaha!"
Tang Muxin held the Chow Chow Xiaobai who was dyed to look like a panda, sat next to Hong Dali, and asked curiously: "Dali, you really want to hold a concert, right? That's very troublesome, the sound equipment and lights and so on.
We have to rent everything, and the most important thing is that we don’t have time to promote it.”
"It's not easy to promote, there are so many people here, ask them to help." Hong Dali pointed to the more than 2,000 people on the dance floor: "With these people helping to promote, just put up some posters or something, it's easy."
Ling Xiaoyi had always stood by Hong Dali's side. Her duty was to satisfy all Hong Dali's prodigal demands. She immediately asked in a low voice: "Young Master, why don't we stay a little later for two days? Since we want to cheer up Miss Nianwei,
Then it's best to make the scene bigger. The West Fourth Ring Stadium is three kilometers north of here and can accommodate 40,000 people. If you include the football field, it can accommodate about 50,000 people. Why don't we rent it there for one night? It's just right
It also gives me time to promote it properly.”
"Oh? West Fourth Ring Football Stadium?!" Hong Dali's eyes were as bright as a two-hundred-watt light bulb: "That's right! Please help me calculate how much money I can lose. I need accurate figures!"
Tang Muxin and all the classmates on the side sighed deeply at the same time. Young Master Dali started to spend money again...
Ling Xiaoyi calculated carefully and said quickly: "At present, about two million should be enough. Five hundred thousand to rent the venue. I haven't heard of any competitions during this period, so it should be enough. The sound system is estimated
About 200,000 to 300,000 yuan. The total of lights and stage should be 500,000 yuan. The remaining money will be used for flyers and promotion, and 2 million yuan can stop it."
"Two million, that's a good number!" Hong Dali agreed immediately, but then added: "The sound should be the best, the kind that costs five hundred thousand a night, and the stage should also be prepared according to five hundred thousand, and the lighting, hehe...
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His laughter made everyone around him feel hairy, and even the more than forty dogs kept barking.
Tang Muxin asked in a low voice: "Dali, why are you smiling so scaryly? It makes everyone feel scared."
"I have a good idea for lighting, haha!" Hong Dali laughed twice more, and then said: "Since you want to lose your family, you must lose with momentum and shock! How can ordinary lighting work? I have a
It’s a good idea and will definitely satisfy everyone!”
As Hong Dali's loyal follower, Du Xinzhen said: "Young Master, I will count with my fingers and I will know that Brother Dali must have a good idea!"
All the students: "You can see this without counting with your fingers!"
Sure enough, Hong Dali stood up with great boldness and said: "We will only use 20 million lights!"
"Holy shit!" The students around him were so frightened that Tang Muxin's eyes almost bulged in shock: "Dali, what kind of light can cost more than 20 million yuan! Are you talking in your sleep? The best light in the country.
The full package is almost 300,000 yuan!"
"Don't you know this?" Hong Dali tossed his hair coolly: "Use my Winged Angel extended headlight as the main light, and a praying angel on one side. Your cars will also be here by then. We are here
I’ll use these car lights as lights for Sister Nianwei! Humph, I’m sure there will never be another set of such wasteful lights in China!”
