Rebirth of the Supreme Writer

At this moment, Zhao Zhongqing rarely made a quiet sound. He narrowed his eyes slightly, curled up intoxication and leaned against the sofa lazily, looking extremely comfortable and leisurely.

After the song, when all the sounds suddenly stopped, Yi Ming looked at the hall without any sound for a moment, and it seemed extremely quiet.

Yi Ming took off the monitoring-level headset, and Ning Qianjun's singing seemed to be still echoing in his mind.

Undoubtedly... Ning Qianjun sang very well this time. At least Yi Ming heard that it was no less than some of the songs in his memory, and even better than many singers' covers "Prayer".

If there are some flaws, it is that Ning Qianjun's voice seems to have some not round enough because the voice has not been fully expanded, so the strength of the singing has not increased, which is somewhat less perfect.

These so-called minor flaws are also related to age, and the power of the sound is not mature enough and freely rotated.

Soon, Zhao Zhongqing and Ning Qianjun went back to the room, looked at Yi Ming, and said with some savory taste: "You are amazing. If you enter the Chinese music scene with all your strength, it would be strange if you don't cause a storm."

Yi Ming blushed without feeling a little blushed, but he couldn't speak, and he smiled and agreed. At this moment, he was thinking that it seemed that he had to keep a low profile after completing the songs from Ning Qianjun's hyperbolic compilation. Otherwise, if he had created the songs so quickly and all the songs were classics, he would probably backfire, attracting the attention of those who are interested, and causing unnecessary trouble.

Zhao Zhongqing sat down at the table and signaled Yi Ming to sit down next to him and have something to say.

After Yi Ming sat down, Zhao Zhongqing glanced at Mr. Qingwen and said with a smile: "Old Ye, the recording this time is pretty good. As long as Ning Qianjun is not nervous and relaxed, he is quite experienced. Originally, I guessed that Ning Yat-shou had to record at least three to five times, which was good. I never thought about it and passed it the second time. And there was no need to edit it. I just tuned it and matched it with the harmony and whisper for a while."

Mr. Qingwen nodded when he heard this, "Then I have to listen carefully later. I don't know how long it has been since I heard such a touching song."

"If this song is launched into the market, it will be popular, and it will be very popular. Although young people nowadays only stay online all day long to download those sissy songs, classic songs with positive energy will never be outdated no matter when."

Zhao Zhongqing couldn't help but sigh, and he also felt a bit sad when he said nothing. After looking at Yi Ming, he showed a 'hehe' smile and said, "I heard that these days, they have recorded several songs of "Chinese" on Red Star. Did you give them the authorization letter for the song?"

Yi Ming was slightly stunned when he heard this, then nodded as a response.

Zhao Zhongqing said 'yes', "These few songs will be published on Red Star in the future, right?"

Yi Ming nodded and said, "Yes, I've already said this a few days ago."

Zhao Zhongqing pondered for a moment, looked at Yi Ming and asked, "So, can you tell me the price you negotiated?"

When Yi Ming heard this, he felt a little hesitant and didn't want to talk about this anymore. But Mr. Zhao seemed to be interested in this matter and asked about the price. It was really hard to answer.

"Why, it's very embarrassing? Don't worry, I'm just curious. Ask me the previous question, it's okay to talk." Seeing Yi Ming's face hesitant look, Zhao Zhongqing said with a smile.

Yi Ming: "Old Zhao, you also know that we are all friends who are big in the courtyard. If you talk about money, it will hurt your feelings. And I have already made up my mind that no matter when, the songs I created myself will be like my own children and will never be sold."

"Then..., it's just for nothing?"

Zhao Zhongqing couldn't help but lose his composure and couldn't help but scream.

Yi Ming nodded and said no, which was the default.

Zhao Zhongqing suddenly stood up and said angrily: "I have heard that the boy from the Dong family is not a person. Since he is so sinister, Wang Jiudan, if you are willing to give him away, he really dares to ask for him. You can't care about all the friendships of friends, but he is a pig's brain. Will he not know the actual value of these songs?"

Mr. Qingwen was so angry that he slapped the table and said angrily: "Nonsense, the older this kid is, the less he is, the less he is. If I really have to slap him here."

Seeing that the two elders were filled with righteous indignation and were so angry that Yi Ming was very moved. He opened his mouth and said nothing.

"No..., you can't just make him cheaper."

After walking back and forth for a few steps, Zhao Zhongqing suddenly said. Then he looked at Yi Ming and said, "Your songs are now on the Yangwan program list, but how to record them has to be decided. I will call them and stop recording immediately. Come to the Yangtou Group to re-record it honestly. Humph... As long as people come, it's easy to say. I don't believe that they can't cure them."

When Yi Ming heard this, he couldn't help but feel aroused. He looked at Zhao Zhongqing's 'hehe' and said, "Old Zhao, your recording studio is really good. It's indeed the top in China. If you help Sister Ning record songs in a while, can you still borrow one or two?"

Zhao Zhongqing suddenly laughed: "I've seen that you want to help the girl record an album. You really need to borrow it, but some things still have to be explained clearly. Otherwise... so many people have to say in private that I don't have to distinguish between public and private."

Zhao Zhongqing waved his hand and said, "Old Ye, it's getting late, so I won't leave you here to eat in the cafeteria. Tomorrow, I'll come here to talk about this matter if I have time."