Time passed by. After meeting Zhou Yun, Zhou Ziwu returned home and locked himself in the study, where he stayed for five days.
On the surface, he locked himself in a room and wrote songs for Zhou Yun. After all, he gave up everything and came here, so of course he had to express his gratitude.
In fact, he found some serious learning videos on the Internet and started learning acting from scratch.
Although Chu Dahu said that the guest role did not require any acting skills, he still felt a little unsure.
He had never been exposed to acting before, and Huang Li tried to let him contact the big screen as soon as he started. He was also under great pressure.
In order not to be embarrassed in front of the crew, he could only hold the Buddha's feet temporarily.
Five days passed quickly. On this day, Zhou Ziwu came out with three "freshly released" new songs.
Zhou Ziwu Studio.
Zhou Yun, who was almost having trouble at home, finally received a call from Zhou Wenshan.
Finally come to life!
When he opened the door and entered the general manager's office with excitement, he found that all the people sitting inside were the bosses of the studio.
Not to mention Zhou Wenshan and Zhou Ziwu, they were two bosses, but what excited him the most was not seeing the Zhou family father and son.
The middle-aged man with a mustache and a braided hair and an artistic look was the one who made his heart beat so hard.
The middle-aged man is Dai Yang, who just won the Best Single Producer Award at the Golden Melody Awards. He is also the music director of the studio.
Seeing Dai Yang, Zhou Yun had a thought in his mind: Isn't the studio going to produce a single for himself?
"This is the song I wrote for you these days. Take a look at it first and see if you are satisfied with it."
Zhou Ziwu came to Zhou Yun with a few thin pieces of paper and handed them to him.
The handwriting on the paper was still unbearable to look at, but Zhou Yun couldn't care about it at this time. His hands were slightly trembling as he took the thin pieces of paper.
There were three pieces of paper in total. They were very light, but when he held them in his hand, they felt heavy.
Rubbing the three pieces of paper in his hand, he silently read the names of these songs in his mind.
Zhou Ziwu only wrote three songs for him. It’s not that Zhou Ziwu didn’t want to write more. First of all, the time was “only five days.” Three songs were okay. He wrote ten or eight high-quality songs in five days, and it would be easy to spread them.
It’s so scary, but I still keep a low profile.
Secondly, more songs also means a longer production cycle. For Zhou Yun's first album after joining, he plans to adopt the same strategy as his "Zhou Ziwu": pursue quality rather than quantity.
After Zhou Yun read the song title on the paper, he turned the paper back and began to read the lyrics of "Those who have no ideals are not sad" at the top.
Unknowingly, he was fascinated.
Although the handwriting on the paper was difficult to describe, the content on it made his heart surge.
He never thought that there was someone in the world who knew what kind of song he wanted better than he did.
After reading the musical score on the paper several times, he tried to hum the song.
…
I don't want to die in failure and loneliness.
I don't want to live underground forever.
Material deception.
Ants in a hurry.
Illiterate people are not sad...
"Snapped."
The water dripped onto the paper and exploded with a pop.
Zhou Yun cried.
This song deeply touched his heart.
The tears stained the paper and soon left a round water mark on it. He was startled and quickly wiped the wet mark on the paper with his sleeves.
After discovering that the writing on it was not contaminated, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
A hand waved in front of his eyes. Zhou Yun looked up and saw Zhou Ziwu's smiling face.
"How is this song? You can tell me something."
"Okay." His lips trembled. As soon as he said a word, he found that his voice was hoarse. He coughed, cleared his throat, wiped the tears on his face, and said, "Okay!"
At this time, he couldn't say anything except "good".
"That's what you said. If there's no problem, you can follow Brother Dai to record songs." Zhou Ziwu said with a smile.
Zhou Ziwu stretched out his hand and interrupted him, "Don't talk nonsense, record the songs well, and when the songs are released, you can help the studio earn a lot of money. It will be more effective than your empty words."
Although his speech was very "businessmanlike", Zhou Yun did not have any bad emotions because of it. Instead, he confidently said: "Okay!"
He dare not say anything else, but he has absolute confidence in his singing skills.
Besides, there are such great songs now, and it would be a shame to become famous without revenge.
etc!
Zhou Yun suddenly realized that in front of him were Zhou Ziwu and Dai Yang. One was the winner of the Golden Melody Award for Lyricist, Best Composer, and Arranger, and the other was the winner of the Best Single Producer Award.
This production lineup is stronger than any other music company in the industry. It can be called the most luxurious in the industry!
He suddenly felt more confident in his songs.
"You record it first. If you have any questions about the arrangement of these songs, please contact me at any time."
After Zhou Ziwu finished his explanation and Dai Yang led Zhou Yun away, the Zhou family and his son were left alone in the office.
"Penguin Music sent the money over."
Zhou Wenshan suddenly said this sentence without thinking.
"What money?" Zhou Ziwu asked confused.
Zhou Wenshan: "..."
"What's your share of that album?"
He didn't expect that his son could be so careless and forget such big things.
When Dad mentioned this, Zhou Ziwu also reacted, "How much?"
He stared at his father closely.
At the beginning, their studio signed an exclusive license with Penguin Music, and accordingly, Penguin also offered profits.
In the industry, music platforms generally get 30% of digital album sales, while Penguin only gets 20%, and the remaining 80% goes to Zhou Ziwu Studio and Zhou Ziwu, the songwriter and singer.
In Zhou Ziwu's memory, on the first day the album was released, the sales of "Zhou Ziwu" had already exceeded 50 million...
After hearing his son's question, Zhou Wenshan silently made a gesture.
"Seven...ten million?" Zhou Ziwu suddenly had difficulty breathing.
Zhou Wenshan nodded, "Besides, this number is after tax. Later, I will let the finance department transfer your share to your account."
After Zhou Ziwu heard this, he began to mentally calculate how much he could share this time.
However, at this moment, his mind suddenly shut down and he couldn't figure it out clearly. He only knew that there were many zeros.
"Dad, our family is rich." Zhou Ziwu said with a smile.
At this moment, he swelled and felt that all the big households were just floating clouds. It turned out that the big household was actually me?
"The debts our family owes can be paid off in one go."
Zhou Wenshan opened his mouth, and after a while, he nodded and sighed: "I should have paid back the money."
He did not expect that when his son received the money, his first thought was to help his family pay off their debts.
At this moment, his mood was complicated.
He is both gratified that his son has become a talented person, and also feels guilty that his father has repaid his debt to his son.
"Dad, you're not going to meet me, are you? You don't need the money in the company's account, so you can't use my money, right?"
Seeing that his father seemed to be getting into trouble again, Zhou Ziwu smiled and said: "You are a bit chauvinistic. I will talk to my mother later. Your behavior needs to be seriously criticized!"
Zhou Wenshan smiled and made a rare joke, "Fuck you."
For almost four years, the "big mountain" that has been weighing on his shoulders was finally removed today with the help of his son.
At this moment, Zhou Wenshan felt as relaxed as ever before.
…
The time has entered March, and under the urgent call of people who have had enough of cold hands and feet in winter, the breath of spring girl is getting stronger and stronger.
The earth has returned to spring, and the willows by the river have sprouted new leaves.
It was a good weather for a couple to go on an outing, but both Zhou Ziwu and Chu Qingqiu began to devote themselves to new work.
At Huang Liqiang's urging, Zhou Ziwu went north to Yangcheng to film his debut show, while Chu Qingqiu followed the crew of "Three Mu Sisters" to appear in various variety shows to promote her upcoming new drama.
After a simple farewell, Zhou Ziwu took his assistant Yi Wanqiu and boarded the plane to Yangcheng.
Although he had gone into seclusion before and made up for it, and Chu Dahu's words that he "doesn't have high requirements for acting skills" were still echoing in his ears, Zhou Ziwu still felt a burst of pressure after he actually arrived on the set.
Although he had watched a lot when Chu Dahu was filming before, but when he actually stood in front of the camera to perform, it was still the first time for him to get on the sedan chair as a big girl.
"Is this Zhou Ziwu? So handsome!"
"Hehe, I look much better in person than on TV."
"Is he here to visit today?"
"Of course not. He doesn't know anyone on our crew, so I haven't heard that the role of Yan Tianjiao was given to him."
"What? Yan Tianjiao gave it to him?!"
As soon as Zhou Ziwu entered the venue, everyone turned their attention.
The filming crew also took a break because of his arrival.
Now, there are even more people talking about him.
Actors who can make Director Huang stop what he is doing are too rare.
"Stop hanging around and go do what you have to do!"
Huang Lizheng shouted and dispersed the crowd, "Xiao Zhou, let's go. I'll introduce you to the leading actors, and then I'll tell you about the show."
Huang Lizheng smiled and said something to him, and began to lead him to recognize people.
Zhou Ziwu knew that Director Huang was intending to help him expand his network, so he happily followed him.
As an assistant, Yi Wanqiu followed the two of them not far away.
Although Zhou Ziwu was very suspected of using the back door at this time, what she felt was that the people in the crew did not have any feelings of disgust towards him because of this, but instead seemed to be very curious about him.
But think about it, this is the person Huang Li strives to bring in.
Let’s not talk about his boss’s identity as a singer and how many fans he has attracted. Even if he was an unknown person before, no one would dare to slander him now because of Huang Liqiang’s face.