My singer girlfriend is super fierce

Los Angeles, Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel.

Not far from Hollywood Boulevard, this famous hotel has been in business for nearly a hundred years since it opened in the 20s and has been the location of many famous movies.

Ye Zhiqiu stepped into the hotel lobby, and a waiter immediately stepped forward.

"Hello, is this Mr. Ye?"

"Come with me, Mr. Fang has reserved a box."

Led by the waiter, Ye Zhiqiu came to a box in the hotel, and heard a familiar voice coming from the box from a distance.

Ye Zhiqiu walked into the box and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Haha here we come!"

A hearty and hearty laughter sounded, and a man in the box who was not tall and had a friendly smile stood up and said to Ye Zhiqiu with a smile.

"Come here to Zhiqiu, it's the first time I've seen you, please run for a while."

Ye Zhiqiu naturally recognized at a glance that the man in front of him was a legend in Huaxia and even the world's film industry, and quickly greeted him, "Hello, Brother Fanglong."

"Actually, I'm also a fan of your movies. I'm here to meet my idol. It's not troublesome at all."

The two shook hands, and Ye Zhiqiu felt that Fang Long's palm was covered with calluses, as strong as pliers.

"Old Zhao is really good, you kid can talk."

Fang Long took a closer look, stretched out his other hand and patted Ye Zhiqiu's arm, and exclaimed, "You look much more handsome than in the videos and photos."

"The figure is also good, very strong, he is a material for martial arts movies..."

Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly thanked him modestly.

Just kidding, in terms of physical fitness, this person in front of me is a monster-like existence.

Don't look at Fang Loon's figure now, which seems to be no different from passers-by. When he was young, he was a ruthless person who dared to jump from a 21-story diagonal building.

As soon as they met, Fang Long chatted with Ye Zhiqiu like a big brother who had known each other for many years, without airs at all.

After exchanging pleasantries, Fang Long introduced the identities of the three people in the box besides him.

A yellow-skinned man is Van Loon's assistant, and the other two white men are from the crew of a Hollywood blockbuster. The middle-aged white man with beard and glasses is named Michael Bay, a director.

"Zhiqiu, today I call you to cooperate with Mr. Michael." Fang Long said.

"Didn't you just release a new album? They're making a movie right now. They fell in love with your song "Believer" and want to use it as the theme song for the movie. Let's talk about it."

It turned out to be so, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly realized.

On the side, Michael, a middle-aged white man, went straight to the topic and said, "Mr. Ye, the style of the song "Believer" fits perfectly with the movie we are shooting. I wonder if you are interested in collaborating."

"Don't worry, the remuneration will be given according to the corresponding market conditions."

Ye Zhiqiu hadn't spoken yet, but Joel, who was accompanying Universal Music, was already smiling slightly.

It is a good thing that "believer" is the theme song of a movie, not to mention copyright royalties, the key is that it can increase a lot of exposure. Before the theme song of a movie became a classic, it was not uncommon.

However, Ye Zhiqiu didn't agree to the other party immediately, and thought for a while and said: "Can I ask what kind of movie you are shooting?".

Michael glanced at the side, and another white man explained: "Transformers, this is the name of our movie."

"This is a sci-fi, action movie, mainly about the story of transforming autobots fighting..."

When Ye Zhiqiu heard the name of the movie, he was still aware of it, but following the other party's introduction, Ye Zhiqiu reacted suddenly, and almost blurted out.

"Transformers!?"

Ye Zhiqiu said this sentence in Chinese, and the other party was taken aback for a moment, wondering, "What?"

"No." Ye Zhiqiu waved his hands quickly, feeling a little excited.

Unexpectedly, "Transformers" found me!Although it may not be exactly the same as the previous work, it is undoubtedly a serious Hollywood blockbuster!

Fang Long understood Ye Zhiqiu's words just now, and said, "Transformers? Zhiqiu, your translation is good."

"After their movie was released in China, it was called "Autobot" in Chinese, but I think your name is better."

After the assistant's introduction, the middle-aged white man Michael said: "This is probably the case."

"In terms of price, the reward we give is 20 US dollars."

On the side, Joel from Universal Music nodded slightly. This amount is indeed the market price.

Knowing that it was the movie "Transformers", Ye Zhiqiu had already made up his mind to take over the job, but he thought about it for a while and asked, "Mr. Michael, after listening to the introduction of the movie, don't you think there are some lyrics in "Believer" Doesn't it fit perfectly with the movie?"

The middle-aged white man Michael said: "Mr. Ye, you are right, but we have been searching for a long time, and this song is already the most suitable style."

"If a cooperation is reached, we hope that Mr. Ye can modify some of the lyrics to better fit the theme of our movie. Of course, there will be additional compensation."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, and suddenly said, "What if I create another song?"

"A theme song entirely dedicated to Transformers."

After the voice fell, everyone in the box was stunned.

The two white men looked at each other in amazement, and Zhiqiu continued to add: "In terms of quality, it is not inferior to the existing "Believer"."

"If it's not suitable, you can choose "Believer" again."

The last sentence completely dispelled the worries of the two of them. A look of joy flashed in Michael's eyes, and he immediately said, "This is of course the best."

"I just don't know, in terms of remuneration..."

Michael offered to add more money. In his opinion, the existing and customized prices are of course different.

Just as Ye Zhiqiu was thinking about what to say, a voice sounded beside him.

"40."

Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback, because the voice was in Cantonese, and the white people in the box naturally couldn't understand it.

Looking over from the corner of the eye, Fang Long turned his head and looked normal, as if he was chatting with the person beside him.

Ye Zhiqiu understood and repeated it in English with a smile.

"Five million dollars."

Michael's face was tangled for a moment, and he gritted his teeth.

"make a deal!"