Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

A moment later, slender fingers gently plucked the strings.

Ding--

The first note rang out.

The previously noisy private room seemed to have been muted.

Liu Yifei subconsciously raised her head.

Zhu Yiwen also stopped what he was doing.

Their gazes simultaneously fell on the young man in the center of the stage.

With just a prelude, Jiang Bei's demeanor seemed to suddenly change completely.

The young man who was just moments ago carefree and full of nonsense is now sitting quietly under the lamplight, head down, his slender fingers gently sliding across the strings.

His eyes and brows were calm, yet he exuded an indescribable sense of history.

Liu Yifei's eyes lit up slightly.

At that moment, she even felt a little fortunate.

I'm so glad I accidentally added this weirdo to the group that day.

The next second, Jiang Bei spoke softly.

"The brightest star in the night sky, can you hear me?"

"The loneliness and sighs in the heart of those who look up..."

Her voice wasn't particularly beautiful; it was even a little hoarse.

But when accompanied by the melody of an acoustic guitar, it has a power that strikes straight to the heart.

The entire private room fell completely silent.

Liu Yifei, who was originally leaning on the sofa, slowly sat up straight and stared at the stage without blinking.

She is an actress and also aspires to be a singer.

She knows better than most that the most valuable thing about a song is never technique, but sincerity.

But this song is excessively sincere.

It's as if someone poured all their emotions into the melody.

When singing—

"Give me the courage to believe again."

"Beyond the lies, I'll embrace you..."

Liu Yifei's nose suddenly tingled slightly.

In recent days, she has been plagued by all sorts of rumors and gossip.

Adam's apple, leg hair, plastic surgery...

All sorts of absurd rumors are flying around.

The company told her to endure it.

Her mother told her to endure it.

Even she herself didn't know how much longer she would have to endure it.

But this lyric felt like someone whispering something to her across countless rumors:

Don't be afraid, I understand you.

Those beautiful eyes unconsciously welled up with a light shimmer.

She even had a somewhat absurd idea.

Could the lyrics about "the brightest star in the night sky" be about yourself?

And that person gazing at the stars...

Could it be this seemingly unreliable guy in front of me?

Thinking of this, her ears burned slightly, and she pursed her lips shyly.

Could this guy really be a die-hard fan of mine?

On the other hand, Zhu Yiwen was in a completely different state.

He wasn't absorbed in the lyrics; he was analyzing them.

Analyze the melody, analyze the structure, analyze the market.

The more he listened, the brighter his eyes became.

It has a folk foundation, a rock 'n' roll spirit, and a strong pop melody.

The moment the chorus starts, it's instantly memorable.

This kind of song doesn't become popular because of its packaging.

It's naturally catchy and easy to sing along to.

He's even started imagining the music video scenes.

Blue sky, campus, girl in white dress, wind blowing her long hair.

And that figure standing under the spotlight, out of reach.

The next second, he suddenly realized a problem.

If this song were released, it would be quite impactful.

People who have experienced heartbreak will go through a cycle.

The cycle of unrequited love continues.

Even graduates have to go through this cycle.

At that time, who knows how many more idiots will be standing outside girls' dormitories with guitars across the country.

Zhu Yiwen almost burst out laughing when he thought of that scene.

As the last note from Jiangbei slowly faded away.

The private room fell silent again.

Several seconds passed without anyone speaking; only the last lingering notes of the strings echoed softly in the air.

Jiang Bei raised his head and smiled:

"How is it?"

Zhu Yiwen took a deep breath, and his first words were:

"Don't sell this song to anyone else."

"Sing it for Sisi."

Liu Yifei didn't speak, but simply lowered her head and unconsciously twirled the small tuft of uneven hair near her ear with her fingertips, hair that she had cut herself badly.

She raised her head, looking towards Jiangbei, her eyes sparkling:

"This song..."

"I love so much."

"If you like it, that's good."

Jiangbei put the guitar back on its stand and sat back down on the sofa.

That touch of artistic flair I had while singing only lasted for less than three seconds.

He had barely sat down on the sofa when he rubbed his hands on his jeans, cleared his throat, and cautiously began to speak:

"that……"

"Copyright fee of 100,000."

"In addition, we'll add another 30% of the profits."

"Is everything alright?"

The private room fell silent instantly.

Zhu Yiwen: "???"

Liu Yifei: "???"

The two, who were just immersed in the song, were suddenly pulled back to reality.

Zhu Yiwen's lips twitched.

One second this guy looks like a melancholic folk singer, and the next he transforms into a market stall owner.

The atmosphere was so perfect, and all you say is money?

Liu Yifei's eyes widened, and she almost showed her teeth.

"One hundred thousand?"

"Why don't you just rob it?"

She slammed the manuscript paper on the table.

"Han Hong's song 'The Heavenly Road' only cost 50,000 yuan, and that was a buyout!"

"Your song is worth at most 30,000!"

Jiang Bei was completely stunned.

no……

Liu Tianyi can even bargain?

And they started by chopping at his ankles?

This art style is off!

He argued forcefully with a pained expression:

"Miss Liu, you little fairy with the pearly teeth, the quality of our song is absolutely top-notch!"

"Fifty thousand, plus points!"

"It can't go any lower!"

Liu Yifei didn't rush to reply, but silently pulled out a few more pages from the folder and slapped them onto Jiang Bei's leg.

See for yourself.

Jiang Bei glanced down and was utterly horrified—

These are all posts made by the original owner on the forum:

Commercial song production services available, 2000-5000 RMB.

Website creation, 2000 NTD including after-sales service.

[What to do if a partner tries to take over shares? Need help!]

What should I do if my girlfriend claims my songs as her own?

Are there any startup projects you'd recommend with a budget of 3,000 yuan?

Goodbye, world. —The Last Post

……

Scrolling further down, there's a whole bunch of download data.

"Pig's Song": 150 million.

"Bai Suzhen DJ Version at the Foot of Qingcheng Mountain": 1.5.

"Heroes' Song (Hilarious Version)": 2.

The Brightest Star in the Night Sky: 3.

Goodbye: 0.

The more they searched Jiangbei, the darker their faces became.

Finally, he simply slammed the documents onto his lap, his eyes vacant.

That's it, the entire internet is dead.

That bastard who originally owned this body truly deserves to die!

They post everything online!

Liu Yifei crossed her arms, trying hard to suppress her laughter:

Do you feel you lost 30,000 now?

Jiangbei wanted to cry but had no tears.

"You investigated me?"

Zhu Yiwen was overjoyed.

"Investigate what?"

"If you search your username on Baidu, all the results will come up."

He leaned closer, his face full of gossip:

"Dude, so your girlfriend really dumped you?"

"They almost committed suicide together?"

Jiang Bei blushed and slapped him away.

"roll!"

"You're the one who would commit suicide for love!"

Zhu Yiwen burst into laughter.

Liu Yifei finally couldn't hold back anymore. She lowered her head, her shoulders trembled, and her teeth were completely exposed.

The atmosphere in the private room completely relaxed.

She looked up again after she had finished laughing.

Thirty thousand.

Production costs are separate.

"How is it?"

Jiang Bei gritted his teeth, his heart bleeding.

He knew that with his current status as an unknown nobody, even the best songs wouldn't fetch a real price.

But he could sell "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" for a pittance...

But I couldn't bear to part with it.

After a few seconds of silence, he finally hardened his heart:

"fifty thousand."

"I handle everything: training, arrangement, recording, and production."

"Any less and we're done."

Liu Yifei looked at him for two seconds, then suddenly smiled.

"make a deal."

He agreed unusually readily, which ironically left Jiangbei completely bewildered.

"……what?"

"Did it really go through?"

Liu Yifei nodded.

"make a deal."

"But let's make it clear first, the production must satisfy me."

Zhu Yiwen casually picked up a mineral water bottle:

"Then I wish you a pleasant cooperation in advance."

Liu Yifei also picked up Evian, gently touched it, and smiled with her eyes crinkling, revealing her white teeth again.

Jiangbei raised his beer sullenly, feeling like he'd been cheated.

But they couldn't pinpoint exactly where the losses came from.

The three of them bumped into each other, and the atmosphere was just right. Suddenly, Jiang Bei remembered something and paused for a moment.

"That's not right."

"I've already bought the songs."

"So you don't want the script for 'Hanna' anymore?"