The Peninsula Hotel is a bit cold at night. The prosperity of this hotel seems to have passed away, leaving only memories of the past.

Song Yi sat on the balcony of the sea view suite, quietly enjoying the beautiful scenery of the undulating Victoria Harbour.

He just received a call from Wu Sixian: "Song Yi, my father agreed to me to sing. I discussed with him and applied to Donghua University for a temporary suspension of school for one year.

During this year, I first fulfilled the remaining contract with Sony Records, and then signed a contract with a Qingdian Records company, singing while completing my studies. Song Yi, how about I go to your record company?"

Song Yi smiled and said, "You will be a top singer then, and I can't afford your signing fee! Let's talk about it later."

Princess Xian was very pleased that she could say this! But this is the truth, not to shirk it.

Although he is now a big shot in the music industry: the queens all make an appointment with him to sing, and whoever sees him will call him "Teacher Song", but in fact, his net worth is only tens of millions. It is not enough to support a record company.

You have to make money!

Is his first album available in Mandarin or Cantonese? He has accumulated a lot of good Cantonese songs now. He is still missing three songs to get enough for ten songs. On the contrary, the style of Mandarin songs from Apocalypse is not unified.

If you can make an album, you can make it colorful, and it is probably difficult to get a high music review.

While thinking, Leng Yutong sent him a WeChat message: "I'm at your door."

Song Yi was a little surprised and got up to open the door. Seeing Leng Yutong standing at the door in a casual and loose long skirt, he smiled and let her in and said, "Yutong, you sit down first. I'll get you a bottle of water."

Leng Yutong walked to the door of the living room with a pair of sexy long legs that made the man unforgettable. In the dark hotel suite, the beauty like white jade, smiled and said, "You are so enjoyable!"

Song Yi handed her the mineral water and said with a smile: "It seems like you are not living in a sea view room. You can sit there!" There is a rattan chair on the balcony.

Leng Yutong took the unopened mineral water, stood beside the railing on the balcony and looked at the sea view, and asked softly: "Have you been having a video with Wu Xuan?"

Song Yi smiled and nodded, leaned comfortably in the rattan chair, enjoying the tide.

Leng Yutong whispered: "I just finished the phone call and saw you send me the message that Wu Sixian had obtained her father's consent. I couldn't express my feelings. Come and talk to you. What were you doing just now?"

Song Yi said truthfully: "How do you want to make money!"

"Ah..." Leng Yutong covered her mouth and giggled, her bright eyes like autumn water shining brightly in the moonlight, and she said in surprise: "Are you still short of money now?"

Song Yi said: "There is no shortage of small money. For example, when we stayed at the Peninsula Hotel, we could afford a sea view room of more than 10,000 yuan a night. But it was as high as a few million, and tens of millions were short.

Look at me. Every time I go to the studio of other people's record companies to record songs. This is not a long-term solution. But if you want to have your own studio, you have to invest 10 or 20 million yuan. It's still far away.

Another one, Yutong, you see talent, if others recognize it, then you can be respected. But if others do not recognize it, that's the case. Wu Jinwei sees me like this tonight. But what if I'm an entrepreneur with social status? He is afraid he should listen to me carefully!"

Leng Yutong couldn't help laughing, her eyebrows and eyes were as picturesque as she was, but she didn't look as cold as she was outside. Instead, she looked like a mature lady, saying, "So you can't get through here! Haven't you beat him all this?"

As he said that, he smiled and looked at Song Yi's eyes from a distance of nearly two meters, and said in a gentle voice: "Xiao Song, no matter what others think, I recognize your talent."

Song Yi smiled slightly and raised the mineral water bottle on his right hand: "Yutong, thank you. Cheers!"

The night wind was gentle, and the two of them were chatting about various topics casually on the balcony. Time passed quickly. Leng Yutong said goodbye and left after 11 o'clock in the evening.

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The TV series production center under Yangcheng TV is not in its headquarters building, but in a building about twenty minutes' drive away.

Song Yi and Wu Xuan followed Wang Haotian's assistant to his office on the 13th floor. Leng Yutong did not accompany him, but rested in the hotel. She had some friends in Yangcheng and was preparing to gather with her friends.

There is nothing wrong with Song Yi here. After visiting Wang Haotian today, he was about to set off and return to Luocheng.

Wang Haotian is in his fifties, wearing a pair of glasses, smiling, and has long been out of shape, looking bloated and comic-like. He is known as "Uncle Tian". He is recently preparing for "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", so he did not go to the set.

"It turns out that a hero is a teenager! Uncle Zhan and Lao Hu are right." Wang Haotian said in unstandard Mandarin, shook hands with Song Yi with a smile, and invited him to sit in the office area.

After his assistant brought the fragrant tea, he quietly withdrew.

Song Yi smiled, "Uncle Tian is over-reputable."

Wang Haotian waved his hand and said, "Today's 50th anniversary, Yangcheng TV Station is preparing to shoot a large-scale TV series to present a gift. Compared with the adapted scripts, I prefer Jin Yong's martial arts novels that have been verified by the market.

This time, the filming of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is planned to give an episode of 1 million, and it is expected to produce 60 episodes. Du Liping recommends you to me. Your recent Cantonese creation ability is obvious to all. Are you interested in making a soundtrack for this TV series?

The price will definitely not be as high as you write songs for singers. I can give you a price of 300,000 yuan per song."

Song Yi declined: "Uncle Tian, ​​according to common sense, so many seniors in the music industry are fond of each other, including director Du's recommendation, and it is also a production of the Taiwan Celebration of Yangcheng TV. I should agree..."

Wang Haotian has been in the world for many years and has known that there is still a "but" in one day, and he can't help but sigh.

Song Yi said: "But, I'm busy making my first album lately. So maybe I don't have time to participate."

The right to use a song of 300,000 yuan is considered a high price in the industry. But he has no time to produce martial arts songs. His work at hand is a big boost. In addition to the producer, he also needs to produce a new album for Pan Wei.

Wang Haotian also wanted to win the joining of this young talent and said: "Song Yi, the soundtrack is a post-production job. You can hand over the lyrics and music to me in two months. It will take some time to prepare for the filming. We are auditioning Huang Rong's actors.

After the filming begins, the TV series will be filmed and broadcast. You can produce a song first. The lyrics can be handed over to Uncle Zhan. He should be happy to write lyrics for your song. This will save you workload."

Song Yi felt that he would offend someone if he postponed it, so he said helplessly: "Uncle Tian, ​​thank you for your importance. Then I will try to write a song and give it to you, but if it is not well written, please forgive me. You should talk to Teacher Hu Yue as soon as possible."

Wang Haotian shook hands with Song Yi with a smile, "I believe in your strength."

After coming out of Yangcheng TV, Wu Xuan smiled and held Song Yi's arm, saying, "How was Leng Yutong doing in Hong Kong last night? Did she be so confused?"

Song Yi couldn't help laughing, "Sister Xuan, do you think others will be obsessed with me like you! What will be arranged next? Sister Xuan, ask me to say, please follow me back to Luocheng. Where to work is not a job."

Wu Xuan Zhanyan smiled and said, "You are relaxed! How many media and how many people are looking for you! You are unwilling to hold a press conference. I went back to discuss with Leng Yutong, and Huimodu will start a press conference in the company.

So as not the media always call you to ask about your various information. I will be very annoyed every day just answering the phone. At noon, Pei Jingjun’s agent Tian Leshan invited us to eat farm dishes, which was considered a thank you. Pei Jingjun also came back.

Don't change the topic, Xiao Song. You didn't sing to Pei Jingjun in the recording studio the day before yesterday. Don't be obsessed with me. I'm just a legend. You said this to me before! You have many sisters."

Song Yi looked at the beautiful Xuan with a smile like a flower, and his heart was soft and itchy. The apocalypse came as scheduled. How many good sisters do you have? Ah, my brother, who do you love in your heart? Just on the streets of Yangcheng, holding the bright and beautiful beauty, kissing in the bright sunshine.

"Sister Xuan, the sister I love most is you."

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…

Leng Yutong’s friends in Yangcheng are all from aristocratic families. She heard Song Yi say last night and was very touched: If talent is recognized by others, you will be respected. But if others do not recognize it, that’s the case.

So, she didn't think about letting Song Yi contact her circle of friends again. She was too clear about the criteria for judging in this circle.

While having a dinner in a high-end club, Gu Xingfan came over and said, "Sister Yutong, what is Song Yi doing? I heard the news that Song Yi is operating and is preparing to teach Lei Tong, director of Yangcheng TV's "Song of Tomorrow"."

He went to the airport to pick up Song Yi that day. He knew some tricks about the crew of "Song of Tomorrow": lowering Song Yi's song score. He also revealed the news to Leng Yutong.

Leng Yutong was a little surprised and said, "He should be with his girlfriend, agent Wu Xuan now. Why, aren't you optimistic about it?"

She was there that day and saw with her own eyes that the top musicians in the Cantonese music industry were supporting Song Yi.

Gu Xingfan sighed, "Sister Yutong, how do I think about this? Lei Tong dares to do things randomly, and there must be a support behind it. He is not a fool. There are also producers in the director's budget. How can Song Yi, a singer, compete with capital?"
Chapter completed!