"Brother Zhou, I'll consider it again!"

Song Yi politely declined Zhou Yanming's proposal and went to the recording studio next door to record songs.

Whether Zhou Yanming wants to make a quick money from his agent or is optimistic about his future development, he will not agree.

Because, in the position of an agent, the ability is second to him, and the most important thing is to have his trust!

So does he trust Zhou Yanming, a studio manager with a jianghu style?

Obviously distrust.

After coming out of the manager's room, Xu Shuangcheng thought about it and said proactively: "Old Song, why don't I help you block the phone number during this period? I can't just take money and don't do anything!"

After the singing that night three days ago, Sister Xuan first transferred 150,000 yuan to Song Yi. Song Yi used WeChat to divide him into 15,000 yuan. According to the share of the vocalists in a song, he should get 0.3%, which is 450 yuan.

Although he had a good talk with Song Yi, he would not participate in sharing Lao Song's songs, so he would not take advantage of it. Lao Song told him that he would be half of the performance of Jasmine.

But he definitely couldn't get a half-point situation on Saturday night! It was all up to Lao Song to sing "Spring" with his own strength to touch people's hearts. He lacks money, but he will not fall into the eyes of money.

Therefore, Lao Song gave him a lot of five thousand yuan. The next afternoon, Sister Xuan transferred the remaining reward settlement of the night to Song Yi, and he firmly refused to ask for a penny.

Song Yi smiled and patted his friend's shoulder, "Shuangcheng, I eat meat, you drink soup! Don't be too stressed. The Magic City we came together is a band, a good friend, I really want to be silent, that's nonsense."

Xu Shuangcheng laughed, "Old Song, our flower band has been in name only. Brothers are so talented, it is very shocking! It made me realize deeply that I am not a piece of music. The gap between me and you is too big.

I have decided to study hard in September. If you want to play music, you will find you. Just take our music dreams and charge forward!

So Lao Song, what do you think now? Sister Xuan told you all, the road ahead is very clear. Signing a contract with a label and finding an agent are all necessary for singers to be equipped with."

Song Yi didn't expect that he would suddenly talk to Xu Shuangcheng so thoroughly, and wanted to keep Xu Shuangcheng, but he didn't know where to start.

Really, the two young people who came out of Luocheng with ignorant music dreams, the top students who really came into contact with Moyin, and the powerful people in the underground music circle of the Magic City, the gap is visible to the naked eye.

And these people are just the bottom and cornerstone of the entire music circle. It is still a thousand miles away from popular singers.

Just as Xu Shuangcheng said: This made people suddenly realize that he is not the one who makes music.

On the road to success, the elimination rate is astonishing!

Song Yi did not walk into the recording studio next door, and called Xu Shuangcheng to walk to the lake of the Conservatory of Music. He looked up slightly, looked at the clear blue sky and white clouds, and expressed his thoughts: "Shuangcheng, I don't want my song copyright to be lost."

The industry rules in the music circle: singers and record companies share the copyright of original songs in half. As long as he signs with any record company, the copyright of his songs will be separated.

Therefore, talented singers will open their own studios or companies to ensure their own profits.

Xu Shuangcheng said in surprise: "Old Song, do you want to open a company? This..."

Song Yi smiled and said, "Can't it work?"

Xu Shuangcheng sighed: "Of course, it's OK. But the risk is too great. I believe you can save enough money to start a company and record songs, and you can also negotiate the price with the distribution company. But it's great to enjoy the cool breeze with the big tree! Do you forget the melons in the entertainment industry we eat? The sword light and sword shadows.

I'm afraid you will earn money with all your money after you release an album."

Nowadays, everyone releases electronic albums on online music platforms. But for singers, all they save is the money from recordings, and the process will not be less expensive in other links.

Song Yi: "It depends on people!"

His songs are all Apocalypse, which can sell high-quality songs. Just give up half of the benefits, whoever is willing to do this?

Always try it.

Xu Shuangcheng: "Where is the agent?"

Song Yi: "Let's look for it first! If it doesn't work, I'll look for two largest brokerage companies in the industry, Dongxing Entertainment, and try it out in Ten Days Culture."

Xu Shuangcheng: "Okay, Lao Song, didn't you say that the singer's agent called you to invite a song? This is the matter..."

Song Yi: "I refused to drop all the invitation songs. I just sang two original songs, how could I write songs for others?"

He still has 4 good songs in his hand but has not published them.

One of them was a song sung by a woman: I don’t want to say it. He can’t sing this song. Instead of selling it, it’s better to use it to repay the favor.

He wanted to sing this song to Wu Xuan. That day she said that she was a resident singer at Jasmine Bar and that she had great singing skills.

It is a way to give back to her care for him over the past period of time and make up for his "missage" that day.

But Wu Xuan was a little evading him these two days, and she didn't have the chance to say that day.

Xu Shuangcheng: "Okay, that's it. I'll call Sister Xuan now and reveal my phone number to the public."

Song Yi smiled, “Okay.” He went to the recording studio first in a relaxed mood.

Becoming popular has the trouble of becoming popular. With Xu Shuangcheng's help, he finally solved the headache of "harassment calls" first, so he could concentrate on recording the song.

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The Jasmine Bar ends business at 2 a.m. Although Wu Xuan, as the manager, does not need to stay until the last one to leave, she usually goes back to her rented house at around 1 a.m. to go to bed.

At around 9:40 am on the 11th, she was taking her boss Li Ergou's car to the Cantonese restaurant on the first floor of the Shangri-La Hotel, a five-star hotel near Parkson Plaza for breakfast.

Wu Xuan faces the sky, wearing a refreshing light yellow printed short-sleeved T-shirt, loose blue casual trousers, and a beautiful and clean 21-year-old girl.

He smiled at Li Ergou, the boss driving a Mercedes-Benz, and said, "Boss, are the men with children so leisurely in the morning?"

She is like the boss's junior. She is relaxed and easy when getting along and dares to make jokes about her boss.

Li Ergou was wearing a white Givenchy shirt, with a slightly hunched back, and a well-proportioned and thin figure, like a male model. A very scented middle-aged man with a smile on his handsome face, "

Da Ya, Er Ya is going to kindergarten! I can just send them to school at 8 o'clock in the morning. I just drove over to pick you up. I will give you a gift and I will ask for something!"

Wu Xuan laughed, “Boss, what’s the matter? It’s so serious.”

Li Ergou turned the steering wheel and slowly drove into the hotel's open-air parking lot, and smiled and said, "You guess."

Wu Xuan was about to answer, but she received a call from Xu Shuangcheng, "Well. It's me. OK, I understand."

After chatting for a few words, Wu Xuan hung up the phone.

Li Ergou turned his head and looked at Wu Xuan in the passenger seat, and smiled, "Xiaoxuan, are you having a conflict with Xiao Song?"

Wu Xuan blinked her bright big eyes and denied: "No."

Li Ergou said: "Then I won't ask you for help. I will tell him myself. Xiaoxuan, it is normal for young people to have conflicts. Don't be discouraged. If you think he is not bad, you should give him a chance."

Wu Xuan said: "Boss, you should worry about your affairs!"

Song Yi clearly stated that he would not sell songs, but who else could not refuse the boss?

Li Ergou laughed, "Haha, don't talk, don't talk anymore. Let's have morning tea."

Wu Xuan opened the car door and went down. The bright and bright early autumn sunshine fell on her slender figure, allowing her to walk two steps into the hotel.

How can a girl’s delicate thoughts be made clear?

She couldn't tell her boss that she took the initiative to talk to Song Yi about her experience that night, but Song Yi ignored her.

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Song Yi walked into the "Ergou Recording Studio" with his backpack. The tuner Zou Nan was already waiting and smiled enthusiastically at Song Yi who came in, "Song Yi, Shuangcheng didn't come today?" Song Yi dispersed a pack of good cigarettes for him when he first came to record the day before yesterday, and the relationship was harmonious.

Song Yi: "He was calling outside and came over later. Let's record the song first."

The three of them are here to accompany the piano player Xie Zijin, the guitarist and the drummer. There is still a violinist left.

"Song Yi, good morning." Xie Zijin, a beautiful cat, smiled and raised his little hand. Five green onion-white jade fingers flicked in the air, lively and lively, greeting him.

"Sister Xie, hello." Song Yi politely greeted the three of them, then walked to the flower bed outside and called the violinist.

According to Zhou Yanming's previous arrangement, he needed to record songs in the free time of Musket Band. However, at the beginning of autumn last Saturday, he "beated" the provocation of Musket Band. Han Dongfang of Musket Band was very arrogant and no longer used "Ergou Recording Studio", but went to the recording studio of "Rock" company to record songs.

Now "Ergou Recording Studio" is used casually by Song Yi. Zhou Yanming arranged other bits of work outside Song Yi's time.

This is also a "benefit" compared to the winning one.

However, Song Yi also learned from the lessons of the Muskets band and did not spend the whole day recording songs in the recording studio. He usually came over at 9:30 in the morning, met with the accompanimental musicians, and practiced until twelve o'clock noon.

After lunch, I opened an hourly room for lunch at the Shangri-La Hotel, a five-star hotel next to Parkson Plaza, and then recorded songs from 2:30 to 5:30 in the afternoon.

After dinner, listen to the songs on your mobile phone to learn the latest entertainment information, or learn music theory and arrangement knowledge.

He has been planning to buy a guitar and learn musical instruments recently. Now he has a little money.

In this way, his voice will have enough rest time, and he can maintain a better state when singing on stage at Jasmine Bar at night.

"Brother Wang, okay, I'll transfer your reward of 3,000 yuan to you later." Song Yi made it clear in a few words, and fired up the violinist who was lazy and always late in the recording of the songs these two days, and then hung up the phone.

Standing under the shade of the tree beside the flower bed, Song Yi suddenly wanted to smoke.

He has been recording "Start from the beginning" recently, and the recording progress is average, and there is still a gap with the version of Apocalypse in his mind. He is slowly getting closer.

As a result, the violinist is now making trouble.

Is it so difficult to record the song? He still has a lot of things to do!

The deposit of more than 200,000 yuan in the bank card only gave him some confidence and gained a foothold in this world with peace of mind. But it did not satisfy him!

Shouldn’t a person have a “apocalypse” golden finger?

Song Yi walked into the recording studio and explained the situation to Xie Zijin and the other two, and said depressedly: "Or, let's do this first this morning. Thank you for your hard work. I'll go to Manager Zhou to ask if I can find a violinist tomorrow."
To be continued...