Entertainment: A little bird at the beginning

Chapter 33 Wrote another song?
"200?"

Lu Xingyu asked almost subconsciously?

Anxi didn't understand, and asked suspiciously, "What 200 million?"

Lu Xingyu reminded: "What is the copyright fee for the Xianxia song this time?"

Only then did Anxi realize that she was quite speechless for a moment. I was popularizing income distribution for you. Fortunately, you have paid attention to 200 million people.

But she still said: "That's right, this time Xiantu Film and Television will spend 200 million yuan to buy TV rights."

Lu Xingyu was even more excited when he heard this sentence. So, the normal download income is still his own?
I heard Anxi say: "However, in the hands of the composer, there must not be so many."

Lu Xingyu nodded, and listened to Anxi's consolation: "You don't have to think too much, Zagao has nothing to do with you, but you can feel the feelings first."

Lu Xingyu was speechless, but he didn't explain.

I just learned about the revenue share in detail. Although the company will take 30.00%, Lu Xingyu didn't find it strange.

Although I love money, I also know the right way to get it.

The company provides channels, but only takes 30.00%, which is actually very humane.

As for the allocation of roles, Lu Xingyu didn't think it was a big deal. After all, an excellent song rarely has one person covering it all.

I could do it myself, but I don't want to do it.

It's not a big problem to divide it by [-]%.

However, when Lu Xingyu calculated his income, he felt a little distressed.

200% of the 30.00 million, or 60, belongs to the company, which cannot be moved by itself.

The remaining 140 million, let others sing, and I will lose almost 14, which is an astronomical figure.

Lu Xingyu was hesitating in his heart, should he ask Anxi to find a singer for him? After all, if a stranger came, he would take away 14 yuan. Although this was the result of his labor, it was still...
Lu Xingyu felt that he had to think about it carefully.

Of course, Lu Xingyu also learned about another problem from Anxi, which was the reason why Lu Xingyu was struggling with whether the singer should let Anxi senior sister find a fight.

That is, the income of trainee composers and trainee singers will be relatively reduced.

The income of trainee singers is only 15.00%, but the proportion of each role of trainee composers is actually only 15.00%, and [-]% is the standard share. In short, at least junior composers Only then can the dog get [-]%.

The intermediate level is 20.00%, the advanced level is 20.00% five, and the top level is 30.00%. If there is any surplus, it will all belong to the company.

After all, the company not only has a composition department, but also collaborates with musicians on songs, and the income cannot be directly collected by singers.

There are also brokers, economic ministries and others.

Lu Xingyu first thought about it. If he provided the song "Promise I Don't Love You", he would earn more than 40 yuan after tax. After all, he was just an intern composer.

That is 200% of 70.00 million, or 140% of 30.00 million.

After this calculation, Lu Xingyu felt that he was a bit at a loss.

But a loss is a blessing. After all, I am still a student for the time being, and this is indeed a resource provided by the company. It seems normal for people to take away as much.

However, the [-]% of singing should be handed over to Zhao Wen.

Anyway, he's already sung a song.

Thinking of this, Lu Xingyu felt that the feasibility was very high.

So he bid farewell to Anxi, and Zhao Wen was called out again with a phone call.

When the two met, Zhao Wenchun's face was full of radiance, it seemed extremely nourishing.

He looked at Lu Xingyu and rushed over, and said with a smile: "I said Brother Yu, why didn't anyone come to ask you for an autograph? You're so weird."

Lu Xingyu: "."

Is it funny?

This guy is really, while Lu Xingyu was speechless, he pulled Zhao Wen along and said, "I wrote another song, and I want you to sing it, will you sing it or not?"

"Wrote another song?"

Zhao Wen opened his mouth wide in surprise, and said in shock: "Brother Yu, are you really not possessed?"

Lu Xingyu no longer had the nervousness he had at the beginning. Although he was hit, he knew that Zhao Wen was joking, so he kicked him and hummed softly, "Brother has always been so good, it's just that you didn't realize it."

Zhao Wen dodged his buttocks and dodged it. He laughed and said, "If I'm not narcissistic, then don't be narcissistic."

Lu Xingyu caught up with another kick, Zhao Wen begged for mercy, and said, "Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Lu Xingyu nodded and said, "Tell me, do you want to?"

"Yes." Zhao Wen said excitedly: "How can I not want to, but what is this song? It won't be the theme song of Perfect World again, right?"

Lu Xingyu shook his head and said, "It's not from Perfect World, but it's indeed the theme song. Is it the theme song of a TV series?"

Zhao Wen asked suspiciously, "TV drama?"

Lu Xingyu nodded and said: "I don't know if I will choose to write a task for the company, but I want to try."

Zhao Wen said: "That's fine. Anyway, I will listen to you unconditionally. If you think it's fine, then I will sing."

Lu Xingyu was afraid and patted Zhao Wen on the shoulder and said, "You want to be popular."

Zhao Wen smiled unceremoniously: "It's already on fire."

Lu Xingyu didn't refute, but just took Zhao Wen straight to the school's collective recording studio.

Two songs have been recorded here, and Lu Xingyu is used to being here, but it seems that it is not the right time to come here today.

There was no one, and the two looked at each other, but they were not in a hurry.

Lu Xingyu returned to his dormitory and began to write the score. Although the system won the song by lottery, it was all in his memory, so he still needed to write it down.

Zhao Wen, who watched this scene, was dumbfounded, and only called it a good guy.

After all, Lu Xingyu wrote it on the spot.

However, Lu Xingyu knew that he could only count as copying, copying down the score in his head, including the lyrics.

Then he hummed it to Zhao Wen again, letting Zhao Wen feel the feeling first.

The next day, Lu Xingyu and Zhao Wen came to the recording studio early in the morning and did not finish recording until ten o'clock in the evening.

The meals at noon and evening are all directly ordered takeaways, and the two of them have worked extremely hard.

But the hard work paid off, and finally it was all done.

Now wait for everyone in Yundie to meet again.

In fact, Lu Xingyu was still a little nervous. For now, he was still not sure. Although he was very confident about this song, after all, if other composers in the company also made a very good song, then he would be blind for nothing.

The three days that Qu Zhong said had arrived, and this day was Tuesday.

Lu Xingyu asked for leave and didn't go to class, and came directly to Yundie Music.

When Lu Xingyu arrived, several composers had already arrived, but none of them looked at Lu Xingyu directly, they were all chatting in circles.

Of course, some people lowered their heads and frowning. It seems that the search for inspiration these days is not very satisfactory.

It wasn't until all the participants from the previous meeting arrived that Qu Zhong walked into the conference room with his eyes fixed on the panda, put a stack of materials on the table, and said, "Come up one by one for everyone to listen to, let's start by Make a choice internally, who comes first?"

(End of this chapter)