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Chapter 93 Red Snow in April, Bought for 1000 million!

office.

"Buy songs?"

"Talent introduction?"

"today?"

Dean Dong Lai was shocked by Lin He's resolute behavior. He pondered for a while and said, "Our Qingzhi Academy of Art happens to have a composition department. It should be no problem to buy songs. It's just that it will be difficult to attract talents."

"Then buy the song first." Lin He knew the difficulty of recruiting talents.

Qingzhi Academy of Art is a leader among art colleges, and many of the country's biggest stars, movie kings, queens, and queens of singers all go out from here.

However, Qingye Entertainment Company has just been established and is not even well-known. It is as difficult as heaven for talents from this group of famous schools to enter.

"I don't know what type you want?" Dean Dong Lai asked.

"This needs Dean Dong's reference." Lin He said.

Wen Xue walked up, took out the tablet, and started playing the video.

This video is Dong Wenwan's a cappella, provided by Jonghyun.

If you want to make Qingye Entertainment famous in a short period of time, the best way is to create stars.

After asking Jonghyun's opinion, Dong Wenwan, a girl, is the first choice that deserves it.

A few minutes later, Dean Dong Lai pushed the reading glasses and praised: "This girl is really good, the voice is very gorgeous and beautiful, all kinds of F5, G5, and girls' high-pitched bombardment above the second change point... It is comparable to the strength of some veteran singers."

Dean Dong Lai could clearly hear from the video that the girl's singing did not have any tuning.

Even if it is placed in the Qingzhi Art Academy, it is an excellent existence.

"I want to create an album for this girl, and the quality of the songs needs to be top-notch." Lin He said the request: "The price is not a problem, there are a total of eight songs."

"Okay, let me make a call and ask." Dean Dong Lai picked up the landline on the desk.

It is not a problem at all for the Qingzhi Academy of Art, which has a strong artistic heritage, to have eight high-quality songs.

Soon, two middle-aged men and a young man came to the office.

"These three are professors Su Cang and Song Ze from the Composition Department of our Qingzhi Art College, and Tang Zile, an outstanding student." Dean Dong Lai said: "Su Cang and Song Ze have each been selected as the king of golden songs. Although Tang Zijiang has not yet graduated, he has also won the domestic outstanding newcomer composition award."

"This is Mr. Lin Helin, the owner of Qingye Entertainment Company. He wants to buy eight songs." Dean Dong Lai said to the three people.

Afterwards, the video was shown to the three of them.

"This is a newcomer that our Qingye Entertainment Company will launch soon. I need a work that can become a hit." Lin He said: "I believe that with her strength, your works will not be buried."

"What's the price?" Su Cang was the first to ask, "I haven't heard of Qingye Entertainment Company. There are still many people clamoring for my songs in China, and there are many famous singers among them."

"It depends on the quality of your work." Lin He said seriously.

"This..." Su Cang frowned and sneered, "Forget it."

After finishing speaking, he sat there with his arms folded, not intending to speak again.

Because Lin He's attitude was too plain.

Those who came to him were not polite, some even kneeled and licked 360 degrees.

Song Ze smiled wryly. He knew Su Cang's temperament and was arrogant, so he said, "I don't have any works recently. Let's cooperate next time when I have a chance."

After all, Su Cang is his colleague, and the two have a good relationship.

Su Cang was dissatisfied with this Mr. Lin, if Song Ze went to sell his works, he might make Su Cang unhappy.

"That...Mr. Lin, I have some works here." Tang Zijiang hesitated and said.

He is different from the two professors. Tang Zijiang is a newcomer. Although he has gained some fame with his works, it is still far from enough.

Tang Zijiang cherished every opportunity, so he took the initiative to speak.

"Can you show me?" Lin He asked.

"can."

Tang Zijiang took out his mobile phone, turned on the music player, and a melody came out.

The melody starts off very calm, like spring in March and April, with paper kites and blue sky, and children playing.

But in that spring, there was an inexplicable sadness wrapped around it, and it felt like the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

When entering the chorus, the melody becomes passionate.

It was as if the sky had changed color, someone was weeping, hysterical...

That is a deep sorrow!

At the end of the song, Tang Zijiang said apologetically, "I'm sorry, that's all there is for this song at the moment. If you need it, I can complete it in a maximum of two days."

"What's the name of this song?" Lin He asked curiously.

Because he saw that the expressions of Su Cang and Song Ze changed from slight surprise to admiration, a proud expression worthy of being students of their young art academy.

What's more, Lin He's emotions were immersed in the music.

This song, with a touch of sickness, is weird and inexplicably harmonious.

"This song is called April's Red Snow." Tang Zijiang said.

"Very good, I bought this song." Lin He nodded: "How much do you want?"

"I want... 50." Tang Zijiang thought for a few seconds, and finally carefully observed Lin He's face.

50 is the highest price Tang Zijiang has raised since he sold the song.

"1000 million, I want to buy the copyright of this song." Lin He snapped his fingers.

Wen Xue prepared immediately, and soon a check was delivered to Tang Zijiang.

1000?

Really 1000?

Su Cang and Song Ze, who were originally lazy, sat up straight.

Damn it, I knew I would stop pretending.

Who would have thought that the owner of an entertainment company, who had never heard of it before, would be so generous.

Dean Dong Lai sighed.

He knew how rich and powerful Lin He was, five billion was thrown on him, and he didn't recover for several days.

The purpose of inviting Su Cang and Song Ze this time is to give them a chance to make money.

Who knows, these two are still installed.

"1000?"

Tang Zijiang stood up straight away, his face flushed with excitement, and he kept bowing in gratitude: "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

The continuous thanks show how excited Tang Zijiang is.

1000 million is a sky-high price for him, and it is the recognition and appreciation of Tang Zijiang's talent.

"Are you graduating soon?" Lin He asked with a smile.

"Yes, Mr. Lin." Tang Zijiang held the check in his hand, and his attitude became much more respectful.

On the one hand, it is to appreciate the other party's Bole behavior, and on the other hand, it is the financial resources displayed by the other party.

"Are you interested in coming to my company and working as an arranger for my company's artists? I won't treat you badly." Lin He invited.

"Yes, yes." Tang Zijiang agreed on the spot, and said, "My studies will be completed soon, and I can join the job at any time."

"welcome."

Lin He knew that the 50 billion was not for nothing.

Dean Dong Lai would let Tang Zijiang come over, which is enough to prove that the latter is of absolute value.

(End of this chapter)