Entertainment, I am a great artist

The Internet is a magical place.

Sometimes, something becomes popular for no reason, but "The Rest of My Life" became popular overnight.

The fire was a mess.

So much so that the next day, including inside several major entertainment companies, there were whispers about it.

Tianfu Entertainment, several newcomers walked into the company while talking.

"Hey, have you heard of "The Rest of My Life"?"

"I listened to it all night yesterday, it's really nice."

"Who are C and L?"

"I've never heard of it, but these two people definitely don't belong to an entertainment company. They just sang and sang casually, without thinking about making money, and posted it directly on the Internet."

"That's right, such an excellent song has not been officially released."

"What a pity."

Entertainment tomorrow.

"I'm just wondering who C and L are."

"Some people say that it's like the voices of Blade and Chen Jiu."

"Impossible. Don't say that Dao Feng has his own entertainment company. Even if he doesn't save Chen Jiu, he can't release it unofficially."

"It's true. Although this song is good, the sound quality is a bit distorted. It must be a poor-quality recording device."

Blade Entertainment.

Everyone has just finished recording a new song.

Several young artists were chatting in the lounge.

"Xiao Yu, what do you think of the song "The Rest of My Life"?"

"For example, the overall level is not too bad, and even the voices of the two are similar."

"Well, it's really amazing, I hope it won't affect our ranking in February."

……

Although everyone was a little surprised by the popularity of "The Rest of My Life", they didn't take it seriously.

After all, this is a song released through unofficial channels.

Informal channels mean that there is no copyright, and no one will spend money to promote it. At best, it will disappear after a while on the Internet.

Many Internet singers in the past have proved this point.

Of course, the entertainment company is more or less like a royal backyard. After all, what everyone hears is news released through official channels.

Such as entertainment sites.

Like the news media.

And if you can take out headphones from other people's ears and listen to the public's choices, you may come to a completely different point of view.

Yes,

Although "The Rest of My Life" conquered everyone's ears, except for the sharing between lovers and husbands and wives, few people sang it with great fanfare.

This is a song that is suitable for listening to behind closed doors.

What everyone feels is also a touch of warm power.

and,
When "The Rest of My Life" was quietly popular, Fang Yi had already prepared breakfast for the first day.

Lean meat porridge!
Shrimp peanut pickles!
Two eggs!

Not rich, but nutritious enough.

Bringing the finished meal to the table, the old wine has been washed and walked over.

"Pig, what time did you sleep last night, why did you have dark circles?"

"Fortunately, enough sleep." Pressing Chen Jiu on the seat, Fang Yi handed a manuscript to Chen Jiu while eating, "By the way, this is today's song. Freshen up in the morning and record it in the afternoon."

"What a capitalist." Chen Jiu rolled his eyes.

Of course, it's just a joke.

After all, the songs they sang now were directly uploaded to the Internet. Apart from creating the mysterious combination of C and L, they didn't make any money.

Therefore, Fang Yi, a capitalist, is not worthy of his name.

Open the manuscript paper.

After a few glances, a pair of eyes curved up.

If, during this period of time, all Fang Yi gave him were modern love songs, then today's song has gone back to the old way.

Gufeng has always been what Fang Yi is best at.

song:

"Half Pot of Yarn"!
Just a name, it depicts an ancient landscape ink painting.

While drinking the porridge, I meditated in my heart.

[Ink has entered the water, a pool of blue and white flowers]

[Catch five points of red clouds, pick bamboo and go home]

【Wind slowly, bury a field of mulberry】

【Wrapped in cassock, let go of lovesickness】

……

It is still a sentence like a poem, and it is still a landscape like a painting.

Before finishing reading, Chen Jiu couldn't hold back anymore.

"Okay, I've finished eating, I'm going to record a song..." She stood up, pushed the chair away, and ran towards the living room.

However, after just a few steps, he was caught and returned.

"You have to finish your porridge and eggs for breakfast today, otherwise, you will never want to run away."

"Hey, let's accommodate."

"Dream, this is a daily task, if you don't complete it, you can't think about it."

"You don't think you are a pig, so you have to make me a pig too."

"you guessed right."

At Fang Yi's request, Chen Jiu sat down with his mouth curled up, and finished his own breakfast.

Of course, there was still half an egg left in the end, and I couldn't eat any more. Taking advantage of Fang Yi's inattention, he secretly threw it out of the window.

Anyway, the beach is outside, and the crabs will come up to help them eliminate the evidence.

Regarding Chen Jiu's small movements, Fang Yi could only pretend not to see it. In fact, the breakfast he had prepared was a little too much, and it was normal for Chen Jiu to not finish it.

Seeing that Chen Jiu had already run outside and started to get familiar with "Half Pot Sha", Fang Yi also quickly tidied up and went to the computer.

Although, these days have been busy until late.

However, time is too urgent, and one hour has to be used as two hours.

Today, apart from the upload of Chen Jiu's new song, the rest of the work is the signing of "The Tribulation of All Clans" and "Slam Dunk".

Yesterday, the beginning of the manuscript was handed over to the website and the studio respectively. After quickly logging into the chat account, Fang Yi sent a message to Qi Wen first.

"Editor Qi, how is the signing of Xinwen?"

"Hey, my little ancestor." Qi Wen replied in seconds, "I have called you eighty times, and you keep turning off your phone. If you don't reply to me, I'm going to call the police."

"I'm sorry, Editor Qi, my wife is not in good health, so the phone may be turned off in the future."

"Oh, please pay more attention to her." Qi Wen comforted, and then said, "Yesterday, the editor-in-chief has agreed to your plan, and the publication, film and television, and games of "The Tribulation of Ten Thousand Races" are all advancing at the same time, and now I have also contacted you. Several interested companies."

"Editor Qi, thank you for your hard work."

"Now, what everyone is most concerned about is the price at which you sell the copyright."

"Zero dollars."

"Ah? What did you say?"

This phone call, because everyone was very concerned, so when Fang Yi was contacted, colleagues from the editorial department, the editor-in-chief, and even a shareholder who had just walked in.

All on site.

However, when Fang Yi said the incredible price of zero yuan, everyone looked at each other instantly.

Qi Wen was dumbfounded.

The editors were dumbfounded.

The editor-in-chief was dumbfounded.

Shareholders are also confused.

For the last "Fake Hero", this kid turned into a cock in an instant because of the copyright, and he didn't want to pay a penny.

Did you take the wrong medicine today?

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Ps: Thanks to the orange cat, user 21063176, for the gift from Tiantianwa.