Popular entertainment industry, starting from the composer

8 month 10 number.

morning.

No class today.

Therefore, Lu Yuan had to go to work in the company.

otherwise.

wages will be deducted.

He came to the bus stop.

In the early morning, there are still relatively few people, so there is no need to worry about the danger of chicken being caught on all sides.

When I came downstairs to the company, I took the elevator to the composition department on the ninth floor.

He entered the senior composer's office area with ease.

"What are you doing looking at me like that?"

Sitting at his work station, Lu Yuan found that many people were spying on him secretly, like thieves.

He looked back.

Those who spied on him all shrank their heads.

A group of shrinking turtles... Lu Yuan couldn't help but slander.

"cough."

At this time, a man in a plaid shirt, holding a cup of milk tea, walked up to Lu Yuan's work station and coughed twice on purpose.

He successfully caught Lu Yuan's attention.

"Brother Niu, what's the matter?" Lu Yuan raised his head and asked.

Niu Feng smiled mischievously, and put the strawberry-flavored milk tea on Lu Yuan's desk: "Drink whatever you want, you're welcome, brother Niu invited you."

Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?Being courteous for nothing, rape or steal... Lu Yuan blinked.

He took the strawberry-flavored milk tea and drank it on his own.

"Well, congratulations, September, your new song broke into the top ten of the newcomer list." Niu Feng congratulated.

It turned out that he came here for this matter, so there's nothing to congratulate, isn't it just as long as you have hands... Lu Yuan nodded slightly, and then continued to sip the milk tea.

At this time.

Niu Feng took out a stave from behind and handed it to Lu Yuan.

"In September, when I was composing a piece of music recently, I encountered a bottleneck and couldn't write any more."

"Help me see, what's the problem?"

Depend on!
I just said, how come you, a stingy old cow, suddenly brought me milk tea? It turned out that you asked me for something.

Although I am a student of the Composition Department of Yundu Art Institute, I am only a sophomore at present.

I haven't learned a lot of composition knowledge yet.

I'm just a cheater, you're looking for the wrong person... Lu Yuan glanced at the stave calmly.

Eyes narrowed.

Brows furrowed.

Immediately, it slowly stretched out.

"call……"

Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, when the system gave me the song "Walk in the Rain", all the knowledge of composition and creation methods related to it were instilled in my mind.

I also benefited a lot from it.

Otherwise, I really can't explain it to you.

"Brother Niu, you have indeed gone astray, let me help you correct it, maybe your creative thinking will be much smoother."

Next.

Lu Yuan answered many doubts for Niu Feng.

Niu Feng listened very carefully, sometimes nodding, frowning in thought, and sometimes his eyes brightened.

After about 15 minutes.

Lu Yuan handed the staff to Niu Feng: "Avoid these problems, or correct the method a little, there shouldn't be much problem."

Niu Feng immediately burst into tears of gratitude.

Lu Yuan waved his hand: "Brother Niu, verbal thanks are the most insincere, and you treat me to lunch today."

heard.

Niu Feng was taken aback for a moment.

With a calm face, he said: "What treat? Jiuyue, don't talk nonsense. When did I say I want to treat you? It's wrong for you to do this."

ha? !

Lu Yuan's eyes widened immediately.

Who swore just now: If you need help in the future, you can ask me for help?
I helped you solve the problem and straighten out your creative thinking.

When it's over, you put on your pants and don't recognize anyone?

You fucking gave me back the knowledge I just imparted!

"By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing. The supervisor is in a very bad mood today, you'd better not touch him."

Niu Feng warned.

Lu Yuan looked curious: "Did someone steal his West Lake Longjing tea?"

West Lake Longjing tea is the favorite of Director Qian.

It is said that even when the chairman came to his office, Director Qian would not necessarily treat him with West Lake Longjing tea.

Who knows.

Niu Feng shook his head.

"The supervisor was mad at an order for a jingle."

"This is an order received by the Composition Department at the beginning of last month, and it is now approaching the time for the customer to order the order, but none of the senior or gold medal composers in our Composition Department has created it yet."

It turned out to be the case.

Lu Yuan was stunned.

At the beginning of last month, that is, in July, he was still an intern.

Naturally, this kind of high-end news is not available.

"Since senior composers and gold medal composers can't create it, then let the order of commercial songs be handed over to ace composers."

Star Art doesn't only have senior composers and gold medal composers... Lu Yuan rolled his eyes.

Niu Feng explained: "The ace composers of the key company either have a list in hand, or they have no inspiration for the time being and cannot create."

"Even if it is created, the advertisers are not satisfied, so they call back and try again."

"One after another, the order for this commercial song has now become a hot potato, and no one is willing to accept it, so it has been delayed until now."

Lu Yuan nodded: "Then how much did the advertiser pay for the commercial song order?"

Niu Feng stretched out three fingers and shook them: "Originally it was 100 million, but the money was added later, and it was added to 300 million."

What the hell!

With such a generous offer, the price was increased by 200 million as soon as it came up. This advertiser is really not short of money... Lu Yuan was amazed.

Simultaneously.

He was also a little moved.

If I complete this order, I will definitely earn a lot of red.

Lu Yuan asked curiously: "Then if this order can be completed, how much share will be given to the composer?"

Niu Feng pouted.

Stretch out your hand and make a comparison.

Made!

It's only [-]%, which is a bit low... Lu Yuan complained.

Originally, he thought he could get [-]-[-]%.

No wonder no one is willing to take this list.

It is not easy to create a song. In addition, this song is still specially customized for advertisements, so there are too many restrictions.

It's even harder to create.

and.

In case the advertiser is not satisfied, he will call you back directly.

That would be even more difficult.

The key point is that the share is still so small, even if some composers have good songs in their hands, they are definitely not willing to take them out.

Because the income is too low.

not worth it.

Forget it, although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.Even if it's only 300%, it's still an order of [-] million.

If it's 60%, he can get [-]... Lu Yuan hesitated for a while, and finally decided to make some money.

Although money is not everything.

But without money it is absolutely impossible.

Sudden.

Niu Feng slowly raised the other two fingers, and said with a smile, "Hey, if you can complete the order, you can share [-]% of the total profit."

heard.

Lu Yuan: "???"

Are those two fingers of yours cramp?It took so long to pull it out?

Scare me!
If you can get [-]% of the order, it will be much more comfortable.

"Looking at you like this, don't you want to try it? I suggest you better not go, this is not a good job, don't make trouble for yourself."

"The representative of the advertiser is very picky, and has sent back five or six songs created by the composition department, including gold medal composers."

"Do you think you can compare to a gold medal composer?"

Seeing Lu Yuan's expression, Niu Feng knew what the kid was thinking.

For the sake of this kid answering his doubts, he still kindly persuaded him.

Lu Yuan shook his head.

Niu Feng nodded slowly. Although Jiuyue was younger, she could still listen to her words.

Is a humble man.

Who knows.

Lu Yuan said calmly: "I don't think a gold medal composer can compare to me, so I'm going to try."

Because I have a system.

Niu Feng: "..."

Oh, too good at bragging.

It's like an old cow on a rocket-it's so awesome.