Huayu 1987: Childhood Sweetheart Anfeng Qianmeizi

Chapter 98 My Song, My Rules

"Please sit down, what are you standing for?"

Grandpa closed the door, sighed, and then couldn't help but smile.

"This year was really lively."

The adults sat back down in their chairs, and all eyes fell on Chen Lang.

The youngest child in the family has unknowingly become the pillar of support for everyone.

This child still retains the innocence of his age in his speech and actions.

But sometimes even she, as a mother, couldn't match that thoughtfulness and composure.

He didn't even blink when faced with the exorbitant price of 200,000 yuan offered by Guangzhou Pacific Audio-Visual Company.

When faced with company managers who came to persuade him, he always stayed quietly to the side, like an outsider.

But when Leslie Cheung appeared, he was able to actively showcase his talent.

They played drums, sang, and even showed off their most treasured skills.

He knows how to behave in front of different people.

He knows how to use his talent to get what he wants.

They refused to sign the contract but offered to exchange resources instead.

Just now, when facing Mr. Li from China Record Corporation, he pulled Liu Xiaoli aside and asked her uncle to look at the contract.

With a childlike remark, he expressed his rejection of the artist contract.

But then he took out his notebook and led people on a tour of the music room to listen to Yao Beina's live performance.

What are they doing?

That's them showing off their bargaining chips.

Liu Xiaoli couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Indeed, reading a lot of books can make people wiser.

Yao Feng took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and looked at Chen Lang.

"Langlang".

"Uncle wants to hear your thoughts on China Record Corporation."

"Your little head contains more knowledge than any of us adults."

Liu Xiaoli also leaned over to look at her son.

"Yes, Langlang, tell us quickly, everyone knows you have your own ideas."

Whatever decision you make, we will support you.

Yao Beina held Chen Lang's shoulder with one hand, a smile on her face.

Liu Yifei followed suit and slapped Chen Lang on the other shoulder as well.

Chen Lang glanced at her speechlessly, sighed, turned to look at his mother, and then at his uncle.

He knew in his heart that some of his actions could not be hidden from his closest family members.

However, he cares too much about it, as his persona of being precocious since childhood has already been firmly established.

"Uncle, tell me first, what exactly is China Record Corporation?"

Yao Feng took a drag of his cigarette, the smoke swirling around him.

"China Record Corporation ah————"

"China Record Corporation" is the official name of China Record Corporation.

Its history dates back to the Republic of China era, when it was a branch of EMI Records in Shanghai.

"After liberation, it was nationalized and became our country's only national-level audio-visual publishing institution."

"Over the years, almost all the well-known singers and artists in China have released records on Chinese music."

"It has a huge influence, especially within the system. For example, when it comes to evaluating professional titles or participating in large-scale national performances, the China Record Corporation's brand is very useful."

"but----"

Yao Feng flicked off his cigarette ash and changed the subject.

"In recent years, with the reform and opening up and the development of the market economy, many record companies from Hong Kong, Taiwan and foreign countries have come in."

"China Record Corporation is a large, state-owned enterprise. It's hard to turn around quickly, and its mechanisms are rather rigid. Gradually, it has started to fall behind the times."

"Reforms are underway now, but I'm not entirely sure how they're going."

Chen Lang took Liu Yifei's small hand off his shoulder, held it in his own, and continued to ask.

"Do they have any really great singers right now?"

"Like Leslie Cheung?"

Yao Feng thought for a moment and nodded.

"Let's not even talk about the older generation of singers within the system; they are all national treasures."

"In terms of pop singers, Mao Amin, Wei Wei, Liu Huan, and Na Ying have all had in-depth collaborations with China Record Corporation."

"Others such as Chen Ming, Li Chunbo, and Li Jin—although they all belong to China Record Corporation, they are from various local branches."

China Record Corporation's headquarters and its branches in Guangzhou and Shanghai each operate independently.

Chen Lang nodded; he was familiar with all those names.

"And what about its relationship with CCTV?"

"For example, how influential are the Young Singers Competition or the Spring Festival Gala?"

Upon hearing this question, Yao Feng's eyes lit up.

This child has hit the nail on the head.

"It's a very big deal."

"China Record Corporation and CCTV both belong to the broadcasting system, so it's no exaggeration to say they're one family."

"Many of the judges of the CCTV Young Singers Competition came from the China National Radio and Television Administration."

"China Record Corporation has a great deal of influence in the selection process for the Spring Festival Gala, as well as various national-level large-scale galas, the Young Singers Competition, and the National Young Singers Competition."

Chen Lang had a better understanding of the situation; it was roughly in line with what he knew.

In this era, CCTV's platform is unmatched by any commercial company.

That's the real, top-tier resource that can make a singer famous throughout the country overnight.

He looked up at the adults in the family and expressed his thoughts.

"We definitely can't sign an artist contract."

"Whether it's me, my wife, or Sister Beina."

"None of them can be signed."

He turned and glanced at Yao Beina.

"Sister Bella is so talented, she should, as Uncle said, mainly develop in the direction of an artist."

"We are still young, and the most important thing is to study and build a solid foundation."

Yao Beina felt a warmth in her heart as she listened to her brother's words, and nodded vigorously.

The adults listened attentively, and no one interrupted him.

"That teacher Li just said that they also have contracts with songwriters and composers."

"Well, I think we can talk about it."

"However, we can't sign contracts that are too restrictive."

"For example, it's unacceptable to think that if you write a song, you have to sell it to them, or that the copyright of a song belongs to them."

"It's my song, and I get to decide what I say about it."

He looked at Liu Yifei, then at Yao Beina.

"Whether I want my daughter-in-law to sing or Sister Bella to sing, they can't interfere."

Liu Yifei sat quietly next to Chen Lang the whole time.

Upon hearing him mention her name, she immediately straightened her back and nodded vigorously.

"right!"

"What Langlang said is exactly what I was thinking!"

His mature demeanor made everyone laugh.

Chen Lang looked at his beautifully sculpted wife beside him and couldn't help but smile.

So cute!

He went on to explain his plans.

"I want to use my songs to exchange for something useful to my family."

"They should help recommend Sister Beina when she participates in the CCTV Young Singers Competition."

"What good children's programs does CCTV have that my wife can appear on?"

"Please help us get a spot on the Spring Festival Gala in the future."

"My songs are my bargaining chips."

"This is called resource exchange."

Chen Lang picked up the notebook from the coffee table and patted it in his hand.