Zhou Lin quickly found paper and pen and delivered them to Chen Biaobao.
Chen Feng took the thing, thought for a moment, and then started writing quickly on the paper.
Zhou Lin and Zheng Hao looked at each other in confusion. Is this Chen Feng directly writing songs?
Sure enough, after a while, Chen Feng put away his pen and handed the paper with lyrics and music scores to Zhou Lin's eyes.
"This is the song, you should take a look first." Chen Feng said calmly.
Zhou Lin was stunned for a moment before taking the paper, and then began to read it seriously.
"When I hear your voice, there is a special feeling that makes me think about you constantly and dare not forget you again."
"No matter how far the road is, I will definitely make it come true. I will whisper in your ear, say to you, say to you."
"I love you, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice. No matter how many winds and rains there are, I will still be with you."
The lyrics are very simple and straightforward, and the music is also very simple and straightforward. After reading the lyrics, Zhou Lin can already simulate how she would sound when singing this song in her mind.
She thought carefully for a moment, and a look of excitement gradually appeared on her face.
Yes, this is what she wants. Simple, straightforward, popular, and easy to sing. Aren't these the most essential characteristics of online songs?
Moreover, the lyrics of this song are very silly and sweet, and the metaphor of mice loving rice is simply too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Maybe, as Chen Feng said, this song will be very popular even if it doesn't become a hit!
Seeing Zhou Lin's excitement, Zheng Hao next to him also curiously took the piece of paper with the lyrics written on it.
Soon, Zheng Hao's expression became brighter.
To be honest, after seeing a song like "Mouse Loves Rice", most musicians who know a little bit about creative writing will think that it is very simple. If they want to write it, they should be able to write it.
But the key issue is that starting from scratch, this creative first step is the most important. No matter how much you think about it, it is useless. It is meaningful to actually make something.
Many people are often immersed in the level of I can and I think, but they can never get beyond the step of I can do it. And when they see others making things, they will feel that everything is just like this and that I can do it too.
This mentality is the saddest.
However, Zheng Hao obviously did not have this idea. After carefully reading "Mouse Loves Rice", he looked at Chen Feng with eyes full of admiration.
"You are so awesome, Zhou Lin, for making something I have always wanted to do. I think this song is really good." Zheng Hao said very seriously.
Now that both Zhou Lin and Zheng Hao have approved the song "Mouse Loves Rice", the next step is to discuss purchasing the copyright of the song.
Generally speaking, the price of ordinary new authors selling songs is not too high, the lowest price is only a few hundred yuan, while some well-known authors can sell tens of thousands of yuan. As for those great producers in the circle, their works
There is no fixed standard, it could be tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands or millions.
Chen Feng was originally not well-known. He was just the bassist of a small band and did not have any well-known masterpieces. However, it was different in Zhou Lin's eyes. After all, Chen Feng, Mr. Xu Zhen and the others had a good relationship together.
The way she talked and laughed left a deep impression on Zhou Lin.
Therefore, this time Zhou Lin took the initiative to prepare 70,000 yuan, which was already considered the price of a well-known author. Moreover, she was worried that the money was not enough.
However, to Zhou Lin's expectation, Chen Feng did not ask for too much in terms of price. On the contrary, he was more concerned about sharing the song's copyright through some channels.
"I can sell this song to you for 50,000 yuan, but I want to share the copyright from some channels, such as the mobile phone ring tones business and so on."
In the world in Chen Feng's dream, the song "Mouse Loves Rice" was so popular that the owner of the song earned hundreds of millions of dollars in revenue just from this song. It can be said that he is the leader in the online music industry.
A myth.
Therefore, in this time and space, Chen Feng pays special attention to this point. Although the situations in the two worlds are not exactly the same, they are actually similar. In the future, when the song "Mouse Loves Rice" becomes popular, he will not be willing to give up so many things in vain.
money.
Zhou Lin hesitated for a moment, then agreed to Chen Feng's request. For her, having a popular masterpiece is the most important thing now. Only when her song becomes popular can she become famous in the future.
There is better development.
After all, compared to making money, this song "Mouse Loves Rice" is an opportunity for her to rise, and she has a longer-term vision.
After everything was settled, Chen Feng, Zhou Lin and Zheng Hao went to Tailang Audio. Xu Tailang helped find a professional lawyer and drafted the song sublicensing document and the related copyright sharing agreement. After both parties signed their names,
After Zhou Lin and Zheng Hao left happily, Xu Tailang looked at Chen Feng a little differently.
"Did you really write the song "Mouse Loves Rice"?" Xu Tailang asked with disgust on his face.
"Yes, it's guaranteed to be replaced if it's fake!"
At this time, Chen Feng had an extra 50,000 yuan in cash and a copyright sharing agreement for the song, so he was naturally in a good mood.
"Now I am very doubtful whether you wrote that song "Mortal Song"." Xu Tailang snorted coldly.
Chen Feng shrugged indifferently.
"Do you like to eat lobster, abalone and raw seafood?"
Xu Tailang was stunned and nodded: "I like it, so what?"
"Then do you usually eat rice, steamed buns, and cabbage?"
Xu Tailang thought for a while and nodded again: "Eat it too."
"That's okay, just eat good food occasionally. In daily life, you still have to rely on home-cooked food. The principles of writing songs and eating are the same. A simple song can make money, why not?"
Xu Tailang: ""
"How the hell can this be the same thing?"
After being stunned for a long time, Xu Tailang finally shouted.
Chen Feng waved his hand and said: "It's the same for me. Well, thank you for your help today. I'm leaving now. I'm going to look for a house in the city later. An An and I are planning to move to the city!"
After saying that, Chen Feng left Tailang Audio in a graceful manner, leaving Xu Tailang alone and messy in the wind.
"Is writing songs the same as eating? Is it different? Is it the same? Is it different?"
Xu Tailang glanced at Chen Feng's disappearing back, and the expression on his face became even more complicated.
At this moment, Xu Tailang was suddenly slapped on the back of the head.
"Ouch!" Xu Tailang was furious and immediately turned around, only to see his father, Xu Zhen, standing behind him.
"I think Xiao Chen is right. Eating and writing songs are the same. Being able to say such things is enough to prove that Chen Feng has got rid of his prejudice against things from the bottom of his heart. This kind of state of mind is rare. You kid, learn more in the future.
Come on, stop hanging around your crappy recording studio!"
After saying that, Mr. Xu Zhen turned around and left.
Xu Tailang almost cried. What the hell is this? Just because of that boy Chen Feng's words, he was inexplicably reprimanded?