Chasing dreams Deyun started from the car accident Fenhewan

Chapter 594
At this time, Shen Changle curled up on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala, completely unaware of the enthusiasm of netizens on Weibo at this time.

In the end, Yue Yunpeng, who had already left the stage, left a message on Weibo, and by the way, he attached links to Shen Changle's latest singles on various music platforms in real time.

Also alone @Thank you Shen Changle for your help, and finally let the truth about the background music come to light.

Subsequently, Cai Ning, Dapeng, and Hua Shao also posted on Weibo, entrusting Shen Changle to the studio, and forwarding the music that was just released.

This song has actually been produced by the music studio for a long time, but because of the strict confidentiality system of the Spring Festival Gala, the restrictions were not released until after the show was broadcast.

And the service efforts of major music websites are also extremely high. Soon the inspirational song "Your Answer" for the Spring Festival Gala has been logged on the big screens of the homepages of various music websites. The huge web advertisements use " A picture of the last four people smiling and singing in "I Disturbed You".

Netizens who got the guidance were pleasantly surprised, and clicked on the link one after another. It sounds like, in less than 10 minutes, the comment area in the background has changed from empty to 999+
"Hey come out! Come out!"

"It's really good for free, praise!!!"

"Hahaha, I'll say it's definitely Shen Changle's song."

"I feel that this song is more beautiful than the sketch, I am really touched!"

"Listen to it once and cry again, the lyrics are really well written."

"Yeah, especially the feeling of the original singer, I suddenly feel full of strength in my heart."

"Fuck...you read the description at the very beginning."

"your answer"

Composer: Shen Changle
Lyricist: Shen Changle
Composer: Shen Changle, Wang Lei, Xu Jia

Vocals: Shen Changle
Mixing: Shen Changle
Performer: Shen Changle
"Damn... Can you give the staff some way to survive???"

"Shen Changle is all responsible???"

"Shen Changle: Don't even try to take a penny from me!!!"

"Shen Changle: I am an all-rounder and I have a showdown!!!"

"Show..."

"Are you sure this guy is a cross talk actor???"

"Yes, and besides that, he is also a film and television actor, singer, Peking opera actor, Beijing rhyme drum actor..."

"Damn it... Let's not talk about it, the gap between me and others is too big. I was quite confident after listening to the song, but after watching Shen Changle, I feel like I'm still a salted fish."

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At this time in Shen Changle's home, Shen Changle's mother stopped watching the Spring Festival Gala, and went to the next bedroom to call relatives and friends to show off her good son.

In the living room, Shen Changle's father listened to the music website, and his son's original song was full of pride, but he still expressed his doubts:

"Son, I see why your music is free? Isn't it a loss of a lot of money with such a high playback volume of your song???"

Shen Changle dug a spoonful of watermelon to eat, her cheeks bulged, and the juice splashed everywhere: "The loss is a loss, but this is acceptable."

"Acceptable??? How much is that? Why do you have to accept it???" Shen Changle's father, Shen Tao, frowned when he heard that he really suffered a loss.

Before Shen Changle became famous, his family's income was at the lower-middle level, which was more than enough than the top and the bottom. Although food, drink and clothing could be provided for, there was no need to worry about daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

But in the province, nothing is left behind. In order to have a meal of hot-boiled mutton at home, Shen Changle's father can still walk an extra kilometer or two, just to buy cheaper mutton slices elsewhere.

Shen Changle stuck out her tongue and said: "... Anyway, to say the least... How come there are more than a few hundred thousand?"

Shen Changle's father, Shen Tao: "...Come here, I promise I won't beat you to death!"

"Good guy, I still missed a few zeros. I didn't say it was just a song's income. You know, I'm probably going to have salt water sticking to my belt today."

Shen Changle rejoiced for a while, and quickly explained before his father did anything wrong: "It's not that you don't know, father, there is a reason for this, how do you say about paid songs...you can make money, but at the same time he will also spend a lot of money. Free users are turned away."

"And the fan base of these free users seems illusory, but in today's society, it is more valuable than the income earned by those paid songs..."

Father Shen Changle was silent for a while, then he took out his belt and said, "I'll give you another chance to speak humanly."

Shen Changle: "... Let's put it this way, Dad, what do you think the mainland singers mainly rely on to make money???"

"Concert??? And... copyright income!" Shen Changle's father replied.

Shen Changle smiled and said: "That's a big foreign singer, because they have a very high fan base and a very mature paying user market, and our domestic... For example, one day Yang Yuying's song will be collected. It’s money, would you pay two yuan for a song???”

Father Shen Changle thought for a while and said, "Yes... It's okay to just buy a few of your favorite songs."

Shen Changle spread his hands and said: "This is the gap, Dad, your favorite singer, you are not willing to spend tens of dollars more to support all of them at once, let alone hundreds or thousands of concerts."

"To be honest, in the domestic market, the income from paid songs can only be said to be a small part. As for concerts, if you are not a real front-line player, you may lose money if you sing hard all night."

"Then, don't ordinary singers have to starve to death?" Father Shen Changle asked curiously.

Shen Changle said: "Anyway, if you only rely on this paid income, you don't have to expect to make a lot of money even if you are hungry, so why do most domestic singers now participate in variety shows and film movies? Their income is actually mainly based on the popularity of their faces. "

"And the popularity of this face lies in how many free viewers in the world know you, so... this part of the income can actually be made up from other places, and it is also very rich."

"For example, which wolf warrior your son plays, two weeks of play, even playing with 500 million, this is actually a trivial matter in the film and television industry."

"So since I'm not short of money, it's better to be generous and free. Fans are happy, and I don't lose money, especially I will release more opera songs in the future. Everyone can hear it. It can be regarded as the quintessence of my country. A small contribution made by traditional art."

"Good guy, how much money have you made now? I thought the 100 million in the bank card you gave us was enough..." Father Shen Changle asked curiously.

Shen Changle thought for a while and said: "It's messy to add up, it's big... there are several small goals, and I haven't studied them carefully. Anyway, they are all stored in the card, and there is no one that can be squandered for decades. .”

Shen Changle's father, Shen Tao, grinned and said with emotion: "I used to say that celebrities make money, but I didn't expect to make so much money..."

"Chang Le, it stands to reason that you earned so much money yourself, and as a parent, I don't want to participate too much."

"However, I think this money is earning too fast, and it's too unreliable... Don't spend it recklessly, remember to save a little more, and the rest... How about we use some of it to do more charity? "

"Father, you think the same as I do. When I am free, I will study how transparent the donation is. Maybe I can build several Hope Schools named after your name." Shen Changle laughed.

"Isn't that a bit too high-profile?"

"How is it possible? Doing good deeds is a kind deed to increase happiness and longevity."

"Oh...then donate a few more!!!"

"By the way, don't forget to bring a few more seats for your mother, or your mother will tear us apart."

(End of this chapter)