I Repeated The Same Day For 500 Years

Therefore, the current Song Chengjun would not give the highest rating to any song. Song Chengjun's reaction was within Jiang Tong's expectations. Jiang Tong even knew what he was thinking.

"Are you buying?" Jiang Tong asked with a smile.

"I'm buying." Song Chengjun did not hesitate. If he could give a good rating to a song, he would definitely buy it. He was too rich. He did not care. If he liked it, he would buy it.

"How much can you give me?" Jiang Tong asked Song Chengjun again.

"One thousand." Song Chengjun directly quoted a price. The price he quoted was not low. There was not a high threshold in the songwriting industry. Composing might require a bit of professional knowledge, but there was no such thing required for writing lyrics. Anyone could write it, it was just the difference between good and bad. This caused too many people to mingle in this industry. Not to mention ordinary people, the batch of people from the National Conservatory of Music each year basically did things like writing and selling songs. If they wanted to sell them to music companies, they would send an email to them. However, ninety-nine percent of the works couldn't even pass the preliminary examination of the music company. The music company would receive a large number of lyrics every day. It was precisely because of this situation that the overall income of the librettist and composer industry was very low. The competition was too fierce.

Song Chengjun's family background was quite good, but he was still a student. He collected songs in school, so 500 dollars to 1,000 dollars was the normal price.

"I did a mix," Jiang Tong reminded him with a smile.

"Oh... then 2,000 dollars?" Song Chengjun raised the price after thinking for a while. He didn't care about money, but he wouldn't be a sucker either. Jiang Tong looked at Song Chengjun with a smile and didn't say anything.

"3,000 dollars?" Song Chengjun understood what Jiang Tong meant and raised the price again.

"100,000 dollars," Jiang Tong directly gave her own price.

Song Chengjun was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard wrong. Then, he looked at Jiang Tong with wide eyes in shock. Did he hear wrong? He should not have heard wrong! Jiang Tong actually quoted 100,000 dollars! This was already a price that even famous songwriters could not get!

"Senior, are you here to trick me?" Song Chengjun asked after a while, "Do I look like a sucker to you?"

Jiang Tong's asking price could be described as exaggerated and unbelievable. Song Chengjun could understand if it was a songwriter who had already written a hit song. Even if the asking price was high, Song Chengjun's family was rich, so he didn't care about the amount of money and could understand if she asked for more. However, Jiang Tong was just a person who had just graduated from university! She was also in the computer science department! She had just written a song casually, and she actually dared to ask for 100,000 dollars! This made Song Chengjun feel that Jiang Tong was not crazy. She was just here to play around with him!

"100,000 dollars," Jiang Tong repeated with a smile. Then, she said, "Student Song, you only need to tell me whether you accept or not. We have nothing to discuss in this aspect. I have a few other songs that are all at this price."

"Of course, I don't accept it." Song Chengjun's temperament was indeed quite good. Even though he was sure that Jiang Tong was playing him, he was not too angry. The smile on his face was only less wide now.

"Then there's nothing to talk about," Jiang Tong said and reached out to Song Chengjun. "Give me the book."

Song Chengjun was very surprised. They were not going to negotiate? Could it be some kind of trick to play hard to get? In Song Chengjun's memory, every person who came to trick him had the ultimate goal of getting close to him, wanting to become familiar with him. Therefore, no matter what the process was, no one took the initiative to end the conversation with him. If he did not open his mouth and stopped talking, the other party would be able to talk to him continuously, write songs for him, and want to sell the songs to him. It was just a means to get close to him, a reason to be able to talk to him!

With a surprised expression, Song Chengjun handed the book to Jiang Tong. Jiang Tong took it and was about to tear up the song she had written. However, she suddenly stopped. "I think Student Song is not the kind of person who can plagiarize. Although I just met you, I still have this bit of trust in you." Jiang Tong smiled and closed the book again. She returned the book to Song Chengjun. "I won't tear up these lyrics. The book is pretty good. If I tear up two pages from it, the book won't be perfect anymore." After saying that, she stood up and said, "Alright, that's it then." Then, she turned around and left. She really left without saying any unnecessary words!

Song Chengjun looked at Jiang Tong's disappearing figure in a daze. He watched as Jiang Tong walked out of the cafe. Then, he retracted his gaze and pulled up the mask on his chin. He muttered, "Weirdo."