Start with a pop song

Chapter 69 Made for You
Yan Yu smiled and said, "Want a piece?"

Hu Wei and Kong Xi immediately clapped their hands vigorously, their faces full of anticipation.

Song Dao moved his chair slightly back, stood up and took two steps back.

Turn your face to the side.

"The Yangtze River flows eastwards~"

The mellow and magnetic baritone came out of his mouth even though his ever-changing voice had been forcibly piled up to the intermediate level.

"The waves wash away the heroes~"

"Right and wrong, success and failure, nothing in the end"

"The green mountains remain, and the sunsets are still red."

He is a handsome baritone singer.

What the hell!

The four people at the table were stunned on the spot.

Is this the Song Dao who sings sad songs all day long and raps super well according to netizens?
To be honest, even with a versatile voice, Song Dao is still far from being a top baritone singer.

He was still very confident before he started singing.

I think I can sing well.

But now he feels that it is still quite lacking.

But in the eyes of the people present, this was already very impressive.

You are a pop music singer!

He is a low-ranking scum in the music circle's contempt chain, crushed by the big names in bel canto.

The vocalization parts are different, right?

After Song Dao finished singing, his face turned slightly red.

I feel that even if I have an intermediate and versatile voice, it is still a bit difficult to suddenly control this baritone because of the different vocal positions.

Without the experience of a master, it would be unlikely for him to sing this type of song even if he had a versatile voice.

I should go back and find a good baritone. Don’t be too greedy.

At this point, Song Dao somewhat understood why the system asked him to start with those songs first.

It really requires a gradual process.

clap clap clap!
The four people burst into warm applause.

That’s such a great honor.

Song Dao just felt ashamed.

……

Early the next morning.

An international flight took off.

Although Lin Fei, who changed to a larger plane this time, sat next to Song Dao, there was an aisle between them.

I can no longer hold his hand and comfort him.

I could only keep chatting to distract Song.

The flight was smooth and Song Dao seemed to have fallen asleep. He then picked up his mobile phone, connected to the Internet, and communicated with Director Zhang.

"Director Zhang, the songs have been written. There are three in total..."

"Too little? If it's more, I'm afraid it will exhaust your budget."

"Haha, you're not short of money, right? Then you can give me more for the music later."

Lin Fei always looks completely different in front of outsiders.

Smart, generous, and serious.

"The demos will be released in the next two days. I will sing one song. If you have suitable candidates, you can recommend them to us."

"Here? I need to think about it."

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on it."

Putting down the phone, Lin Fei pulled the blanket up.

Song is not very suitable.

Although the singing is also good.

Surprise and shock her.

But her professional qualities told her that Mr. Wings was not the most suitable.

If you're selfish: it's not a big deal.

Especially the super historical drama like the Three Kingdoms that has attracted national attention.

Anyone who can participate in it will have the honor to brag about it for the rest of his life.

Not to mention singing its theme song!

The reason why the other party was willing to give her such a high price was mainly because of her current popularity.

In theory, this is no different from when Xianjian asked Kong Xi for love and offered him a high price of one million.

Otherwise, with the background and popularity of this drama, there is no need to spend so much.

So even though she knew that Song Dao was not the most suitable person, songs have one biggest characteristic.

That's preconceived notion!
Whoever is the original singer will be more likely to be recognized.

After all, most people are not professionals, and when they listen to music it is more of an emotional resonance.

Theoretically, as long as Song Dao gets Director Zhang's approval and practices his vocal parts well, he should have no problem singing this baritone song that is a fusion of Eastern and Western styles!

Forget it, I'll go back and ask Song Dao what he thinks.

If he really wants to sing, I will try my best to get him to sing!

It's not enough to have less money...

With these little thoughts in mind, she gradually fell asleep.

……

Maybe it was because there was one less hand holding him, but Song didn’t sleep well the whole way.

But it’s still a long journey.

The destination of their trip was the Maldives.

The flight stops in a new city in China and the total flight time is more than ten hours.

This is definitely a torture for someone who is afraid of flying.

When the plane finally landed on the runway of Velana Airport, it was already 6:30 p.m. local time.

After passing through customs and leaving the airport, we boarded the luxury bus that the program crew had booked in advance and rushed to the dock.

Because there were too many people, no seaplane was used.

Everyone boarded a passenger ship chartered by the program crew and headed for the end of the journey.

A small island with stunning scenery.

Now there is only one last episode left.

Because of the huge success, countless advertisers rushed over waving their money.

The program crew has so much money that they can’t spend it all.

Zhu Shao even revealed to Lin Fei privately that after the program was recorded, each of the eight guests would receive a big red envelope!

Staff who have worked hard for several months can also receive a generous bonus.

"Everyone has worked hard. When we get to the island, the four groups of guests and their assistants will stay in one villa."

"It's still the same old rule. The camera is set up in the public area, and the bedroom is everyone's free space."

"There are no filming arrangements tonight. After you've settled in, if you still have energy, you can go to the restaurant to have a bite to eat and a drink, or go to the spa to relax."

"Tomorrow you can go diving, go fishing, and participate in various recreational activities."

"Don't worry, we have reserved the entire island, so you don't have to worry about privacy!"

"If you want to sleep, go and rest... Well, I guess our teacher Song must want to go back to sleep."

Zhu Shao looked at Song Dao, who looked tired and listless, and teased him with a smile.

Song Dao smiled weakly.

Even though Li Qingqing and two assistants from Feiyang Lezhang followed him throughout the journey, he was still very exhausted.

Lin Fei looked at Song Dao with some heartache, but didn't say much.

It's about ten o'clock in the evening.

The yacht finally took everyone to the island.

When everything was settled, it was already around half past eleven.

The villa where Song Dao, Lin Fei, Li Qingqing and two assistants live is very big.

One of the two best villas on the island.

The other building was given to Li Jun and his accompanying assistant.

Given the two's status, naturally no one else has any objections.

In fact, the other villas are not bad either. They are all very independent and have private beaches.

Even the places where the program staff live are basically the same.

The program crew suffered a heavy loss this time.

According to the introduction Song Dao saw on the plane, even though it is not the peak season now, the cost would be at least several million, and it might even reach eight figures.

Programs that have sponsors investing large sums of money are indeed very confident.

Of course, he had no other thoughts at the moment. After returning to the room, he fell asleep. It was not because he was sleepy. He had slept most of the day.

Mainly tired.

However, after sleeping for more than two hours, my body almost recovered.

I looked at my phone and it was already past one in the morning local time.

I'm a little hungry.

Song Dao planned to go out to find something to eat.

Although eating in the middle of the night is not a good idea, it’s not a big deal if you do it occasionally.

Take the elevator down to the lower floor.

I saw Li Qingqing lying lazily on the sofa playing with her cell phone.

"Sister Qing, why haven't you gone to bed yet?"

Song Dao asked with some surprise.

"I'll wait for you, but if you don't come down, I'll go back to sleep!" Li Qingqing smiled at him, "Do you feel better?"

"Much better," Song Dao said apologetically, "Everyone is tired after a day. What are you waiting for me for?"

Li Qingqing stood up, ran to the open kitchen and brought back a large ceramic bowl covered with a lid.

"There wasn't much food in the villa that night, so I made some porridge. The rice was brought from China, your Northeast rice. The seafood is a local specialty, so it's especially fresh!"

"Wow, Sister Qing is so nice, right?" Song Dao's eyes lit up and he hurried over to take the bowl of porridge that Li Qingqing had served him.

I took a look and there were no chopped green onions.

"It's not my fault. Fei'er made it especially for you."

Li Qingqing winked at Song Dao.

Without waiting for the stunned Song Dao to say anything, she continued with a smile: "She saw that you hadn't eaten much all day, so she cooked for you herself. We were so greedy that we didn't even have the courage to eat."

After actually settling in, a group of energetic people ran to the island's luxurious restaurant to have a seafood dinner.

But she would never tell Song Dao about this.

“So touching!”

Song Dao took a bite carefully and found the temperature was just right, so he started eating it in big mouthfuls.

Li Qingqing said at the side: "She just fell asleep for a while, and waited for you for a long time. She returned to the room only after seeing that you were not moving."

"Thank you, Sister Fei. Long live the boss!" Song Dao said vaguely.

Li Qingqing curled her lips.

She didn't believe that Song Dao, who could write so many love songs, could be a stupid person.

So, he must be playing dumb!
Fei'er was right. This guy had been hurt in love once and he remembered it all.

Not only is he good at writing sad love songs, but his other works also show his amazing talent.

But...he himself no longer believes in love.

But as an outsider, she couldn't say much about this matter, especially since Fei'er...she had almost the same mentality.

As for Song Daohao, in her opinion, she was more impressed by the talent of this young man.

So, just let it be.

Anyway, Fei'er has suffered for so many years and finally got better.

Now the entire Filland movement exudes an unprecedented vitality from top to bottom.

The source of all this is the handsome guy in front of him, who is holding a bowl and slurping porridge like a pig.

Song Dao was really hungry.

I finished three or four bowls in one go.

Only then did he rub his stomach with a feeling of unsatisfied feeling.

Can still eat.

But if you eat too much of this easily digestible food, you will really get fat.

So forget it.

After all, I am now considered a high-quality idol...

A certain shameless person was thinking.

When Li Qingqing saw that he had finished eating, she naturally started to clean up.

Song Dao was about to move.

"I'll do it. You can keep your hands for writing songs." Li Qingqing quickly cleared away the dishes.

Song Dao didn't bother to be polite with her. He just said hello, went back to the room and lay down on the comfortable bed.

Maybe I slept too much before, so I’m not sleepy anymore.

……

Before I knew it, I have been in this world for almost four months.

He also changed from a slave who spent all day opening the creator's backstage to calculate his income to a person who now has a string of "cold" numbers on his card.

People who have already surpassed the poverty line.

The 3 million yuan for the best singer-songwriter had already been transferred, including the song chosen by the program team as the theme song, and the 3 million yuan also entered the company's account.

According to the contract, he can get 2.1 million before tax as a singer-songwriter.

Lin Fei said she didn't want the theme song anymore, and except for the 30% from the company, the rest would be given to him.

Song Dao didn't agree.

Wanting to make money is one thing, but a gentleman makes money in a proper way.

He was still very generous and gave Lin Fei 20% of the total income!

The amount of money deposited into his account was 1.5 million before tax.

The two huge sums of six million from Xiangsi and Shanghai have also been settled.

Song Dao also received three hundred before tax.

These alone amount to 6.6 million before tax.

Plus the share of his songs in August and September.

There is currently a huge sum of more than 8 million yuan in Song Dao’s account!

Of course, he will have to file his own taxes later.

The company can withhold and pay taxes on his behalf, but with his current income, he has already been a general taxpayer.

According to Xia Country's tax rate and the various incomes he could foresee, he was basically the group that paid the highest taxes.

Probably around 40 percent.

In other words, of the more than 8 million in his account, after taxes were deducted and half was taken away by the system, there was only about 2 million left that truly belonged to him and was at his disposal.

It feels like a loss.

But in reality, Song Dao was already very satisfied.

The kind of satisfaction without any complaints.

Looking back on my past life, after graduating from university, I went to work in a large company and worked my way up to middle-level management.

It was quite glorious in the eyes of people around me.

Unfortunately, the economy later declined, and middle-level managers over the age of 35 were considered a burden by the company's top management.

They earn high salaries, show off their seniority, and block the way for young people.

There is no problem when the economy is good, but once there is any sign of trouble, this group of people will be the first to be optimized.

Yes, optimization, how fucking nice it sounds.

After losing his job, cracks began to appear in his once harmonious and beautiful marriage.

When a problem that could have been solved with money suddenly cannot be solved, conflicts will quickly become apparent.

If a person reaches middle age and still has no children, the result is predictable.

As a good and kind person, you can learn to endure the bitter fruits of life on your own without being taught.

So what is marriage?

What is love?

He believes in the emotions between people.

But as for going further, sorry, I have absolutely no interest in going any further.

In fact, it hasn't been that many years, but now he can hardly remember what his ex-wife looked like.

I just remember putting on makeup...it still looked pretty good.

Who would have dared to believe that one day this downtrodden soul of theirs could make the national goddess and queen of the music world put on an apron and go into the kitchen to cook soup?
Moved?
of course.

He's not a hypocritical idiot.

But in the final analysis, human hearts are something that cannot be tested.

He didn't want to test it either.

Nothing is more reliable than the cold numbers on your bank card.

More than three months, more than two million.

There will be a continuous flow of income in the future...accumulating higher income!
If Lin Fei really gave him company shares and received dividends, he could even consider buying a house.

Thanks to the loser woman.

Thanks to the dog system.

(End of this chapter)