Han Fei followed Liu Wei to the office. Liu Wei looked him up and down, as if he was getting to know him again: "Sit down."
Han Fei was not polite, moved a chair and sat diagonally across from Liu Wei, wondering in his heart, what did Liu Wei want to do with him at this time?
Seeing him sitting upright, Liu Wei couldn't help but smile: "Why are you so nervous? This is a good thing. The school thinks the video you took is very good and has positive energy. It can be put on the official website as a promotional video."
"It's okay to make a promotional video, but can it be done in two days?" Han Fei thought for a while and agreed. He was worried about not having a platform to promote it. Since the school wants to promote it, it must find the media to promote it.
, although the media traffic that the school can find is generally average, the advantage is that they are all official media, and the background is quite convincing.
"Wait two days? Why?" Liu Wei was a little puzzled. He found a problem. Han Fei was too calm when facing him. It was not like the behavior of ordinary teenagers in front of a strict class teacher. Moreover, Han Fei was too calm.
It seems that he has his own plan for everything. Whether it is getting caught with a DVD or the subsequent filming process, he has always been in his own rhythm without being affected by the outside world at all. Liu Wei asked himself what he was doing when Han Fei was so old.
I can't face it so calmly.
Han Fei shrugged: "Don't you think this video is a bit too monotonous?"
"Monotonous?" Liu Wei shook his head. He felt that the content was quite rich, and of course it was mainly positive energy. Otherwise, the school leaders would not have held an impromptu meeting and decided to use this video as a promotional video.
Han Fei didn't give in. "Yes, I'm going to add background music. It will take two days to complete it."
"Background music? Then, the copyright issue..." Liu Wei's implication is that he is afraid of causing copyright disputes. After all, China is paying more and more attention to copyright.
"Copyright is no problem." Han Fei replied almost subconsciously.
Liu Wei was stunned for a moment: "Are you sure?"
Of course Han Fei was sure that as long as he did not file a lawsuit, there would be no problem with this copyright.
"Uh... By the way, the video is for school use. Do you have the money to get it?" Han Fei asked with a smile.
"No." Liu Wei said angrily, why is this kid trying to do good things every day? He has written so many articles and published them in the school magazine without ever seeing a penny in royalties.
Han Fei glanced at Liu Wei with disdain: "Then, can I borrow the school's recording studio? Let's agree in advance, I don't have any money."
"Go away, I will file a report and apply." Liu Wei was so angry that he looked very energetic, but why did he always look like a scoundrel? Just looking at him made him angry.
Han Fei let go of the old newspaper that Liu Wei threw over and left happily. This saved at least a thousand yuan, which could be considered as offsetting the loss of the school not paying copyright fees. It was better than nothing.
Next is the issue of accompaniment. Han Fei can use arrangement software to do accompaniment, but there is no ready-made software, and this thing is quite expensive. Generally, the computer cannot be carried, so it can only be recorded on site.
There is a problem. Han Fei's piano can only be regarded as an amateur level, which is fine for self-entertainment, but far from performance level.
Han Fei glanced at the two thousand yuan in his pocket. This amount of money was enough for an ordinary piano teacher to pay for a few lessons, let alone hiring performance-level musicians to record accompaniments.
No, there's not two thousand yuan, and the fee of applying for music copyright is three hundred yuan, so he only has seventeen hundred yuan in hand.
Han Fei had to sigh, no wonder unknown singers had a more miserable life. This thing is really not something that ordinary people can afford.
It takes half a month to apply for a music copyright, but fortunately, copyright protection is enjoyed during the application period. In other words, whoever applies first will have the copyright owned by the first applicant unless there is conclusive evidence that someone else is the original author.
Han Fei returned to the classroom. The English teacher was already in class. Before he could sit down, two pieces of paper fell to his feet. Han Fei picked them up as if nothing had happened. He could tell from the handwriting who they belonged to.
One handwriting is graceful, sinuous and charming, which must be Shen Weiwei's, while the other's handwriting is strong and powerful, and it is Li Yanan's at first glance.
The content is surprisingly consistent, they are all concerned about what Liu Wei asked him to go out for. Of course, the girl's reserve will definitely not let them write everything clearly, but a veteran like Han Fei can see the meaning at a glance. .
It's a pity that neither of them is Han Fei's ideal type.
Han Fei originally planned to reply to them a note, but after thinking about it, he felt like he was in two different situations, so he decided not to reply at all.
Shen Weiwei looked back at Han Fei and felt panicked when she saw him sitting upright. This guy had been ignoring her since the art exam. Could it be that he had already determined that he would be admitted to the Beijing Film and Television Academy? He thinks he will definitely meet someone better than himself in the academy?
Thinking of this, Shen Weiwei became a little unconvinced. With her condition, even five-star prestigious schools are rare, right? Why does this bastard dislike her?
Li Yanan and Han Fei were separated by a corridor, so they were even more direct. He started to stare at him with his eyes. Later, he found out that this guy was really good at pretending to be stupid. He actually pretended not to see anything at all. Li Yanan was so angry that he "gently" touched his hand. "Pinched it.
"Ah~" Han Fei cried out in pain, and a small red mark was pinched on the back of his hand. If you didn't look carefully, you would have thought it was a mosquito bite, but it really hurt!
"Han Fei, come up and fill in this question." The English teacher was a little unhappy.
Han Fei glared at Li Yanan depressedly, meaning: childish.
Li Yanan stared back without any sign of weakness: You deserve it.
"Okay, go back to your seat and concentrate." The English teacher was actually satisfied with Han Fei's progress.
Finally, the bell rang, and Han Fei was called to the rooftop by Li Yanan and Shen Weiwei. At this time, you have to give in.
Han Fei told them what happened.
Li Yanan and Shen Weiwei looked at Han Fei with a hint of admiration. After all, not everyone's videos can be posted on the school's official website for promotion. At least they have been in school for three years, and this is the first time they have met, And they are also participants in it, which is not an honor.
Han Fei ignored the two women's secret pleasure and began to think about whether there was a performing pianist in his memory who could be paid for free.
Li Yanan and Shen Wei glanced at each other, and both felt that there was something wrong with Han Fei's eyes. There seemed to be a hint of... wretchedness? Is that the word?
"Hey, do you still remember our music teacher? The one with long hair and a really good figure?" Han Fei suddenly clapped his hands excitedly, as if he thought of someone.
"Haha, gangster."
"You're a stinking scoundrel who won't even spare your teacher. Are you still a human being?"
After saying that, the two girls looked harmonious for the first time in their lives and turned around to leave.