Yun Yongan pulled out a stool casually, sat beside him and listened to his speech, then spread his hands, "I thought it was a big deal, isn't it just a lack of money? I'll go outside in a while and just get a few sponsors."

Ignoring the shocked expressions of the others, Yun Yongan scratched his chin lightly, "I need an identity certificate, Minister Shi, right? If you have nothing to do this afternoon, come with me. Let's settle this matter as soon as possible. Don't waste too much time on these trivial things."

"Oh, good."

After saying hello to other students, Shi Hongguang packed his things, followed Yun Yongan, and walked out.

Passing through the crowds and coming to the commercial street near the school, Shi Hongguang habitually wanted to go to the optical shop. They had already made a preliminary cooperation intention for this optical shop, but the conditions had not yet been negotiated.

Optical shops need too much, not only banners, but also leaflets, and finally they need to sign an agreement to ensure the conversion rate.

Although the myopia rate of students is very high now, who would change their glasses when school just started?

Yun Yongan grabbed Shi Hongguang and shook his head at him.

Shi Hongguang quickly explained, "We have already reached a preliminary cooperation intention with this owner. Many universities in the vicinity will hold freshmen parties, and it is difficult to find other stores."

"That's why you can't go," Yun Yong'an explained casually, "If you go now, he will be sure of you. Be confident! We are students of Imperial University, and that is just a small optical shop. "

After finishing speaking, Yun Yongan took Shi Hongguang straight across the optical shop, left the bustling commercial street, wandered casually, looking for a suitable target.

Stationery shop, milk tea shop, photocopy shop, after crossing the shops frequented by countless college students, Yun Yongan stopped in front of a remote small shop contentedly.

"This is?" Looking at the sign above his head [Maoshan Professional Recording Studio], Shi Hongguang fell into a daze. He studied engineering and had no research on these at all.

"Student, only vocal music majors would be interested in this kind of store. With such a low conversion rate, would they be willing to sponsor it?"

"You, don't always think about the conversion rate. It's just a phrase used by the store to fool you. When you open the door to do business, you pay attention to the long flow of water. It's like the optical shop just now. It just finished the welcome party for a week or two. How much conversion rate. But when I need to change my glasses for four years in college, because of the preconceived publicity, I will probably go to him to change my glasses.”

"This!" Hearing this complicated business logic, Shi Hongguang, who realized that he had been fooled, was instantly petrified, his eyes glazed over, and he muttered to himself, "So the clown is me."

Yun Yongan made fun of Shi Hongguang in the slightest. When he just left university in his last life, he was also so innocent. It was not until he was bruised all over his body by social education that he knew the common sense of society that those teachers would not teach.

"Follow me and don't talk!"

After confessing, Yun Yongan strode into the recording studio.

When a guest came, the young lady at the front desk greeted her immediately and asked enthusiastically.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

Shi Hongguang reflexively wanted to show his intention to come. When he was seeking sponsorship, he received Yun Yongan's warning gaze. He quickly covered his mouth, stood aside obediently, and put on the appearance that a "proof paper" should have.

"Hello, I have a song here, and I need to record the accompaniment, vocals, and post-mixing."

The receptionist was stunned for a moment, she thought Yun Yongan was so young, she thought he was here to borrow the toilet, but she didn't expect to receive such a big project.

I was stunned for a moment before I realized: "This is a big project. If you want to record the accompaniment, do you need our assistance in arranging the music?"

This is an insider's question.

For a complete song, in addition to writing lyrics and music, if you want to better express the melody of the song, you need to arrange the music by professionals if you want to choose the appropriate music and vocal track.

Of course, if Yun Yongan chooses to hold the guitar and sing and play by himself, it doesn't matter if he doesn't need to arrange music, but the quality of the song will inevitably decline to a certain extent.

"Assisting in the arrangement is unnecessary," Yun Yongan waved his hand, "I have already arranged it, please help me contact the right musician."

The receptionist nodded, "Of course, but the musicians need to coordinate the time, and you need to make an appointment in advance."

"Make an appointment in advance." Hearing this, Yun Yongan frowned slightly, "I'm in a hurry to use it now. Do you have regular instruments in your recording studio?"

Front desk: "Most of the musical instruments are prepared in our studio, but we don't prepare for those with low frequency of use and high maintenance costs, such as chimes."

"Also, because most musicians like to bring their own instruments, the instruments prepared in our studio are mainly used as spares, so the quality is not top-notch, it can only be said to be above average."

"It's okay, enough," Yun Yongan was very satisfied with the front desk's answer, "Lend me a few pieces of paper, I came in a hurry and forgot to bring the sheet music, you start to contact the musicians now, if you can arrive within an hour, I will increase the price one thousand."

"By the way, how much does it cost to record a song here? I mean the complete recording, from the accompaniment to the master tape."

After handing over a stack of copy paper and a pen at the front desk, he took out a calculator and began to settle accounts with Yun Yongan: "Mr. Songwriter and Arranger, you can solve it yourself, and the rest is recording, mixing and mastering. "

"The recording studio is [-] per hour, the average person is [-] hours, and the accompaniment musicians average [-] hours per person. Calculated based on five instruments, each song is [-] for mixing, and [-] for the post-mastering."

"It adds up to [-] yuan."

Hearing this quotation, Shi Hongguang, who stood silently behind as the background board, petrified again.

You know, his goal of soliciting sponsorship this time is only [-].

And Yun Yongan spent ten times as much as his goal for making a song, no, more than ten times, if these musicians come here within an hour, each Yun Yongan will give an extra 1000 yuan.

For an ordinary student who only has more than 1000 living expenses per month, the impact is too great.

Yun Yongan took out an ordinary bank card from his wallet and handed it to the front desk 0, "It's okay, it's quite cheap. The password is six and one, let's swipe the card first. By the way, your store is very conscientious, I thought at least It's fifty thousand."

The receptionist took the bank card, swiped the card to pay, and replied with a smile, "The most expensive arrangement work, and the second most expensive song lyrics, sir, you come here yourself, of course it will be much cheaper."

"Because you asked for an expedited request this time, the deposit needs to be charged by [-]% more. This is a receipt for [-] yuan. Please keep it, sir."

"Let's put it away first, please contact the musician quickly, I really need it urgently."

Yun Yongan moved his brush like flying, and neatly printed the score in his mind on the white paper.

This is not to say that Yun Yongan's handwriting is so good-looking, he had already handed over the control of his arm to the system when he wrote the first word.

Urgently summoned musicians to record songs, the front desk did not have such great power, and before Yun Yongan officially paid, she had already contacted the store manager in advance.

When Yun Yongan was writing the score silently, the store manager of [Maoshan Professional Recording Studio] Zhong Maode finally rushed back. Out of respect for the creator, he did not peek at Yun Yongan's manuscript.

Instead, I chatted with Shi Hongguang seemingly casually, and learned the ins and outs of the whole incident from him.

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