Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

Feng You looked up at Zhou Qi and said, "Boss Zhou, we signed a five-year contract, but all the songs we write belong to the company. This..."

Zhou Qi interrupted him: "To put it simply, even if you become famous and someone wants to poach you, you can go, but you can't take any of your songs with you, and you can't sing them anywhere else, otherwise it will be a breach of contract."

"To put it more bluntly, the songs you wrote do not belong to you."

Feng You and the other three were a little hesitant.

To them, every song is the fruit of their hard work, just like their own child. Now they have to give their "children" away, how can they not feel a little emotional.

Moreover, the contract is only for five years.

What will happen after five years?

If you don't renew the contract, won't you lose everything?

Zhou Qi didn't want to be long-winded: "You can choose whether to let more people hear your songs or keep them to yourself. After the tape is released, you will only get 5% of the share. You have to listen to the company for other activities. The remuneration for commercial performances is written in the contract. Take a closer look and then decide."

Several people quickly turned back.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt something was wrong.

Isn't this treating yourself as cheap labor?

Feng You frowned and said, "Boss Zhou, this share is too low. We wrote the song, but we only get 5%. This is not proportional."

Zhou Qi shook his head: "To be honest, your current level is just barely enough, don't be too confident in your work."

This is really unpleasant to hear.

Anger was evident on several people's faces.

Feng You was so angry that he threw the contract to the ground and shouted, "I won't sign this contract. It's your business if you have a lot of money, but you can't look down on others like this just because you have money."

Zhou Qi chuckled and said without any concern, "Okay, if you don't want to be a foil, that's fine. As long as you can come up with a song that's more popular than "Love Is Not a Choice", you can take the lion's share of the money earned from the tape, 95%, and I'll only keep 50%."

When these words came out, several people were stunned.

Wang Qing stared at Zhou Qi and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"I asked you to put the song 'Love Is Not a Choice' in your album as the title song. Tell me, if the tape sells well, is it because of this song or because of the songs you wrote yourself?" Zhou Qi asked back.

"You want to give the song to us?" Feng You couldn't believe his ears.

They knew in their hearts that they could never reach the height of "Love Is Not a Choice".

If they were really given this song, it would definitely be a sensation.

"It's not a gift. To be precise, it's a loan to you." Zhou Qi explained.

Feng You glanced at the contract he had thrown away on the ground.

The three of them were thinking about it in their minds.

At this time, Bai Qiaoqiao came in with a guitar case on her back, walked straight up to Zhou Qi, and said playfully, "Master, am I not late?"

Zhou Qi was too lazy to talk to her about this and said directly: "Get the ten songs ready, let's start."

Still so cold.

Bai Qiaoqiao pouted, then she opened her guitar case, took out a few sheets of music, and gave them to Feng You and the others, saying, "Please help me with the accompaniment."

Who can refuse the request of a beautiful woman?

They also wanted to think about the contract again, so they agreed.

The songs sung by Bai Qiaoqiao were obviously of higher quality than those sung by Feng You and the others. One could tell at the first listen that she was a professional. Her skills were impeccable, though a bit rigid.

Simply put, fine art is not street music.

Bai Qiaoqiao sang ten songs without even taking a breath. She confidently reached out to Zhou Qi for the contract and said, "Where's my contract? Give it to me."

Zhou Qi looked at her, then nodded to Feng You and asked, "What do you think of her playing?"

Feng You smacked his lips and said, "It's weird."

Zhou Qi retracted his gaze, looked at Bai Qiaoqiao and asked, "Do you know why?"

Bai Qiaoqiao pouted and asked, "Why?"

"Even though I don't know much about music, I know that symphonies and pop songs are not the same thing. What's the point of singing this?"

Zhou Qi pointed at Wang Qing and said to Bai Qiaoqiao, "The drumming almost made me fall asleep. Are you singing a lullaby?"

"Come on, let's go back."

"You are biased, you are bullying me." Bai Qiaoqiao shouted at the people outside the warehouse: "Tell me, does it sound good?"

Oh, this girl is so pretty.

Look how anxious she is.

"Well, it's not bad."

Everyone gave her friendship points.

Zhang Gongzheng elbowed Zhou Qi and said with a wink, "I think it sounds pretty good. It's really good. I like it very much."

"Look, everyone says it's good, but you don't." Bai Qiaoqiao approached Zhou Qi again and said coquettishly, "I know you have high expectations of me, Master, and I know you are doing this for my own good, but I am also working hard. I even found a top student in our college to help me change the lyrics. He's a top student, how could there be any problem!"

Zhou Qi was amused when he heard this and said, "The top student you are talking about, could he be studying recitation?"

"No way!"

Zhou Qi said helplessly: "The song you just sang is called "The Sea". It really is just about the sea. Just praising the sea, how can it evoke any resonance?"

"Master, you are too strict. Two days and ten songs, how stressful it must be. This is the level of a top student. I think it is too much to ask others to do something that you, Master, cannot do." Bai Qiaoqiao muttered.

"What if I can do it?"

Zhou Qi looked at her and said, "If I could make a song with the sea as the theme now, what would you say?"

At this time, a deep and powerful voice came from behind: "That is truly an expert among experts."

Zhou Qi was stunned and turned around.

A man about fifty years old walked in with a smile on his face.

Taking a closer look, he found that she looked somewhat like Bai Qiaoqiao, and Zhou Qi immediately knew who the person was.

It’s Bai Minghui.

Zhou Qi did not dare to neglect it, and hurriedly stepped forward, took the initiative to extend his hand and said: "Hello, County Magistrate Bai."

"I'm here today just to be Qiaoqiao's father, nothing else." Bai Minghui smiled and looked Zhou Qi up and down and said, "Qiaoqiao has locked herself in the room these past two days, I was a little worried, so I asked a few questions.

Only then did I know that this young talent in our county, a rising star in business, actually knows music. Qiaoqiao was so impressed that I came to take a look out of curiosity. "

Zhou** laughed secretly.

Are you here to teach me a lesson?

"Thank you for the compliment, County Magistrate Bai. I know nothing about music and was just giving a few random instructions," Zhou Qi said modestly.

Bai Minghui smiled and said, "Being able to come up with themes for ten songs is not something that most teachers can do. Setting a specific theme and composing songs on the spot is not something that most people can do. Teacher Zhou must have his own unique way of doing things, otherwise Qiaoqiao wouldn't be so obsessed with him."

"As a father, I hope Qiaoqiao can learn from such a talented person."

I didn’t say anything further after that.

But the meaning is clear.