There was the sound of pots and pans in the kitchen, and the aroma was wafting out.

And those three women are still trying to remember the song "Let the light reflect the tear-stained pupils..."

"Yuxin, you married a good man." Wen Huili looked in the direction of the kitchen and said enviously.

I had heard from Tan Qian a long time ago that Zhang Ziming and Lin Yuxin were already married, but they just didn't get the certificate.

Lin Yuxin's lips slightly raised, her almond-shaped eyes sparkled with a smile, happiness already filled her body, but she said modestly: "I'm just a self-employed person."

"You are just secretly having fun, and you are just a self-employed person? This is the first time I have heard that a self-employed person can write songs."

Wen Huili's eyes were lively and her thin lips were slightly parted, already salivating.

"Not to mention, this guy Zhang Ziming really didn't realize that he was capable of this." Tan Qian on the side couldn't help but sigh, feeling uncontrollable admiration in her heart.

When she first mentioned finding someone to record the song, Tan Qian never expected that the song would be so expressive, and she secretly sighed that she was with the right person.

...

In a short time, Zhang Ziming had prepared six large dishes with generous portions.

"Sister Huili, come and try my craftsmanship." Zhang Ziming invited.

"Yes." Wen Huili's finely carved nose smelled the aroma of vegetables and said calmly:

"This dish smells delicious, so I won't be polite."

...

"Ziming, I don't have the ability to write out the score after listening to it once. I need you to continue singing a few times before I can write out the score." After the meal, Wen Huili asked thoughtfully.

Lin Yuxin and Tan Qian also nodded in agreement. If you can figure out the score after listening to it once, you will really be a genius.

"Sister Huili, I have recorded it a long time ago." Zhang Ziming took out a box of tapes that he had prepared and handed it to Wen Huili.

The tape records Zhang Ziming singing the song "My Dream" a cappella, so that Zhang Ziming does not have to sing it over and over again.

If it weren't for Zhang Ziming's bad voice and lack of accompaniment instruments, Zhang Ziming would have wanted to be the singer himself.

"Okay, everything is ready!" Wen Huili took the tape and said while stroking it repeatedly.

After returning home, I had to listen carefully by myself. After having been exposed to music for so many years, this song really touched Wen Huili.

"Yes, Sister Huili, you can study it when you go back and write out the score. Then we will find a suitable recording studio and produce it completely." Zhang Ziming said bluntly.

This song is suitable for a female voice, and Wen Huili's voice is quite suitable at present. With the accompaniment of instruments, this song will definitely stand out.

"Okay, no problem. I will take care of the recording studio matters. Just wait for me for a week. After a week, I will give you the finished product." Wen Huili really likes this song, and she also has many convenient conditions to record it. Song.

"Really?" Zhang Ziming looked happy, this would save him trouble.

"What's going on? You still don't believe my cousin?" Tan Qian on the side tilted her head and asked in a friendly manner.

"That's not the case, then I'll just wait for the good news." Zhang Ziming waved his hand quickly and said.

How can you not believe it? It is simply a dream.

"Ziming, I want to ask one more thing." After Wen Huili put down the tape, she stared at Zhang Ziming and said softly.

"Sister Huili, tell me." Zhang Ziming said politely.

"What kind of state did you have in mind when you wrote this lyric?" Wen Huili still couldn't imagine how Zhang Ziming could write such a good song in his head.

Rural areas, high school graduates, self-employed, none of these terms have anything to do with songwriting.

"Sister Huili, it's like this. As a self-employed person, I also have the pursuit of dreams..."

Zhang Ziming had thought up a speech long ago and said it smoothly.

Half-truth.

You can't just say that you stole songs from later generations, right?

Wen Huili listened patiently and nodded from time to time. In the final analysis, it was based on her feelings. Sincerity is the last resort.

As for the other two women, it was like looking at a stranger. The subtext in their hearts was probably: Is this still Zhang Ziming who runs a clothing store?

Lin Yuxin is a little bit normal, after all, they have lived together for so long.

And Tan Qian almost shed tears.

"Sister Huili, I still have one more thing to discuss." After talking about the creative background, Zhang Ziming said thoughtfully.

"Uh? You say." Wen Huili looked at Zhang Ziming with interest.

The other two women also listened quietly, looking like elementary school students.

"Sister Huili, I want to talk to you about the copyright of this song." Zhang Ziming said slowly.

"What? Copyright?" Wen Huili was obviously startled, her eyes moved slightly, and she asked word by word.

"What is copyright?" Lin Yuxin and Tan Qian also poked their heads and asked curiously.

Zhang Ziming knew that no one in this era paid attention to these things.

After all, having a full stomach is the most important thing. No one cares about what is copyrighted or not.

And there is no place to register copyright.

Therefore, Zhang Ziming explained copyright knowledge simply and clearly.

"Ziming, what do you mean, the copyright of this song belongs to the two of us?" After Wen Huili understood what the copyright was, she still didn't understand why Zhang Ziming wanted to share the copyright.

"Yes, my clothing store will always use this song. As a singer, you can also have the right to use this song." Zhang Ziming explained.

In recognition of Wen Huili's help many times, Zhang Ziming was willing to let her have the right to use the song, whether for commercial performances or adaptation.

Wen Huili has been giving silently since she rented an apartment in the second store. Although she has a relationship with Tan Qian, Zhang Ziming is still grateful.

Furthermore, I also want to use this song to get closer to Wen Huili. Zhang Ziming has a hunch that Wen Huili will definitely be an awesome person in the future, so it is necessary to make a link.

The future is bound to be bright for those with technical skills holding a scalpel in hand.

"Okay, I accept your gift." Wen Huili crossed her long legs and moved her fingers rhythmically.

Wen Huili currently doesn't know what the copyright does.

Since Zhang Ziming was willing to share it, Wen Huili accepted it as ordered.

"Sooner rather than later, let's end it today. After I go back, I will hurry up and try to get the finished product out in advance." After chatting for a while, Wen Huili made a show of leaving.

"Sister Huili, I'll leave this to you." Before leaving, Zhang Ziming solemnly thanked her again.

"Don't worry, I understand that this song is not only the theme song of your Mingxin clothing store, but also a major means for you to participate in the trade fair, right? It can be as fast as three to five days, or as slow as a week, don't worry." Wen Huili said with certainty. .

Lin Yuxin also held Wen Huili's hand and thanked her. Although the clothing store couldn't help much, she must be a good housekeeper.

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