Third update! The outbreak will continue tomorrow!
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As the music editor-in-chief of "Wind Chaser", Ding Chengzhi was dragged by Sheng Wenshi to listen to this completely unknown female singer's concert today, and subconsciously he felt that it was just a waste of time.
Although Sheng Wenshi made this female singer famous in the world, the entertainment industry is like this. Fame often determines the level of strength. A female singer without any fame is probably hooked up with a super rich rich man.
Only in this generation do we have this opportunity.
But Sheng Wenshi insisted on being mysterious and refused to show the recorded video to him. He just said that he would know when the time comes.
This makes Ding Chengzhi feel quite baffled. You must know that his time is very precious. "The Storm Chaser" is about to be completed. Where does he have time to accompany Sheng Wenshi to fool around like this?
But when he followed Sheng Wenshi, bearded Miao Zian and others to the venue, he began to feel something was wrong.
The average rich second generation, even if they want to please everyone, would never be able to stage such a big battle - the total value of the forty cars is at least 30 million, it is absolutely impossible to do this just for Pomeranians
What a great deal can be accomplished with a smile.
By this time, Ding Chengzhi had begun to take this different concert seriously.
By the end of the first song "Rolling Bead Curtain", Ding Chengzhi had been deeply shocked. It was a kind of shock from the heart. It was definitely not a feeling that you would get tired of after listening to it a few times, but a real feeling.
, a song worth remembering over and over again.
By the time the second song "Chasing Lightning" came on, Ding Chengzhi was completely captivated.
When the song was finished, Ding Chengzhi was stunned. After a full minute, he trembled violently, and then rushed towards the security guards desperately: "This is it! This is it! This is what I want.
! Security, security! I am Ding Chengzhi, the music director of Penghui Film and Television. Take me to your leader quickly. I want to meet the planner of this concert! I want to see him! Now! Immediately!"
At this time, all the young men and women present shouted the name "Li Nianwei" loudly, and the sound was overwhelming. The security guard couldn't hear Ding Chengzhi's words for a while, and shouted: "Sir, what did you say? I can't hear you!"
Ding Chengzhi jumped to his feet anxiously and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I am Ding Chengzhi, the music director of Penghui Film and Television, take me to your leader!"
Even if he yelled like this in this situation, the sound would not be carried very far. The security guard was confused and didn't know what was going on. Ding Chengzhi had mixed feelings, and finally he suddenly got the idea and punched the security guard with his fist.
Then he was surrounded by a group of security guards, kicked, and then taken away...
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Hong Dali is eating, drinking and having fun with his classmates, eating the best fruits and snacks, playing with the most expensive and cutest dogs, drinking the most expensive drinks, and having the happiest things.
Everyone was chatting and listening to the concert stall when suddenly the security manager of the stadium knocked on the door and came in. He came to Hong Dali and said respectfully: "Master Dali, there is Mr. Ding Chengzhi outside who claims to be the music director of Penghui Film and Television and wants to see you.
." After he said this, his face looked strange, as if he wanted to laugh but couldn't. It was extremely strange.
"Oh, then ask him to come in." Hong Dali said indifferently: "Did he say what he wanted to see me for?"
"I'm sorry," the security manager said helplessly, "I'm afraid he can't come to see you, Master Dali. You can only go see him."
Who is so arrogant! We still need to go see him?! Hong Dali simply waved his hand: "No!"
"Uh... That's not it..." The security manager wiped the cold sweat on his head: "This Mr. Ding Chengzhi was accidentally injured before. Now he is lying on the hospital bed and cannot move his body, so I can only help you, Master."
It’s past…”
"That's it..." Hong Dali muttered twice: "Then tell him to wait until I know how to do it. I'm listening to Sister Nianwei singing."
"Okay...Okay..." The security manager left helplessly.
Hong Dali, the music director of Penghui Film and Television, curled his lips: "Everyone is so arrogant these days. He is so injured that he can't even walk anymore, but I still have to go see him in person? It's really strange..."
Just as he was wondering, there was another knock on the door. Hong Dali said impatiently: "Who is it? Do you know that this young master is happily spending money? If you have nothing to do, don't disturb me. I am very busy, don't you know?!"
While he was talking, the knocking on the door on the other side still kept coming. Hong Dali said angrily: "Xiao Yi, tell him to shut up!"
As a result, as soon as Xiaoyi opened the door, a figure rushed in with a cane: "Are you Master Dali? I am Ding Chengzhi, the music director of Penghui Film and Television. This is my business card! I want to ask this Li Nianwei on the stage now.
Miss is... but an artist under your command, Master?"
Hong Dali turned his head and looked at it, and he was immediately happy when he saw it.
The music director of Penghui Film and Television, Ding Chengzhi, is covered in dirt, his head is full of dirt, his nose is really bruised and his face is swollen. His arms are bandaged, not to mention his legs are also wrapped in plasters. The funniest thing is that he is actually on crutches. There was a burst of classmates around him.
The whole room burst into laughter, and some of them rolled to the ground without getting up. Hong Dali almost spat out a mouthful of water: "Uncle, did you go to the wrong set? Why are you dressed like this?"
"It's not just to see you. I couldn't hear the security guards clearly no matter how I shouted down there. I was so anxious that I just took action." Ding Chengzhi found a chair and sat down: "It's hard to get beaten by the security guards. But it's okay. They beat me
After I dragged you out, I finally had a chance to say a few words and finally see you, which is not easy."
Hong Dali was stunned when he heard this.
In order to see me, you took the initiative to beat up the security guard and then got beaten up by the security guard? The security guard is innocent, brother.
At this time, Hong Dali held it in for a long time, and finally he could only say one sentence: "Comrade, you have worked hard!" The students around him fell to the floor laughing again.
At this time, Ding Chengzhi really couldn't care less about being embarrassed or not. He pulled out Hong Dali's arm, shook it desperately, and said urgently: "Master Dali, Li Nianwei is the most valuable female singer I have found so far. In my mind
Definitely ranked first! Our company recently shot a movie called "The Storm Chaser". Now that everything is ready, we just need to find a good opening song. Today I listened to Miss Li Nianwei's song, the song "Chasing the Lightning"
It is simply tailor-made for this movie. Mr. Dali, I want to ask you here, can you sell the copyright of this song? Our company will definitely be willing to pay the money, and I can make the decision. As long as Mr. Dali nods,
The authorization fee of 200,000 yuan will be transferred to your account immediately!"
The licensing fee of 200,000 yuan for a song is absolutely sky-high. Note that this is authorization, not copyright. Authorization means that you can use it, but copyright means that if the copyright belongs to me, you, the original author, will not be allowed to use it in the future.
used.
So the gap is huge, as you can imagine. Even for the top singers in the world, a licensing fee of 200,000 yuan for a song is something that they dare not even think about.
As a result, when all the students around him were shocked by this incident, Hong Dali took a sip of water, with a calm face, and hummed: "No."
