villain king

Chapter 23 Wen Dong's Plan

Ao Dasong said that Jay Chou's slow songs determine the breadth of his dissemination, while fast songs are responsible for the depth.

This sentence conveys a message that the general direction of an album should be unified, but the existence of multiple styles is allowed.

In fact, in order to attract more listeners, many singers will choose different styles of music when writing songs and searching for songs, and accommodate them in one album.

Some people like slow rhythms, some people like rock, some people like folk songs, some people like electronic music, a band can't do decathlon, but Ji Yun, who has a complete music library, certainly won't let his album module change.

After working for a long time, Ji Yun recorded twelve songs.

"the brightest star in the night sky"

"Sad Like Last Year"

"Young and Promising"

"Return"

"lend me"

"This Age"

"boy"

"Waiting for you to finish class"

"Anhe Bridge"

"Ugly"

"Red rose"

"Ordinary Road"

Some songs are so powerful that you don't dare to copy even if you know the score, just like Jay Chou's "In the Name of the Father", there are very few people in the country who can sing this song in its entirety, let alone sing it well.

Originally, Ji Yun wanted to copy some of JJ's songs, but considering Bo Ge's voice condition, he probably couldn't sing all of them.

So he can only choose some masterpieces that are more ear-catching and less difficult.

"Okay, Yunzi, I didn't expect you to be a great creator."

"It's all old stock."

Huang Bo's eyes became brighter and brighter. In his opinion, the first song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" was enough to make them popular, but he didn't expect that the remaining eleven songs were not worse than this one.

"How did your head grow?" He wanted to pry Ji Yun's skull open with a hammer to see if there was an alien living inside.

The album has twelve songs, including pop, rock, and folk.

This is not a genius, it is completely a ghost!

"Ugly?" Huang Bo narrowed his eyes, "This is my exclusive song."

"Don't be afraid, I will write you a "Model" later."

"That's a good relationship!" Huang Bo laughed.

"Then don't be idle, let's practice quickly!" Liu Che couldn't wait, and immediately picked up the guitar and began to warm up.

The songs Ji Yun copied were also carefully selected, trying to choose those songs that were released later to avoid getting involved in lawsuits.

"It's not a problem to be so capable. We also have to discuss the distribution and recording, sharpen the knife and cut the firewood, and keep in touch while practicing." Huang Bo suggested.

"Okay, then I'll make a call."

Ji Yun nodded, took out his PHS and called Wen Dong. He had many artists under him, and most of them had experience in promoting albums.

"Hello, Brother Dong?"

"I took the time to form a band, do you have a way to help us promote it?"

"I'm not messing with you. We've finished writing the song, and the only thing we need is publicity."

"Twelve songs, enough for an album."

"That's fine! We'll wait for you to discuss it tomorrow."

Ji Yun hung up the phone, "It's done, my agent will come to have an interview with us tomorrow."

"It's great!" Liu Che's face was radiant, as if he was one step closer to his dream.

Interest is the best teacher, this saying is absolutely true.

With Liu Che's lazy temper, he can't persevere in anything, but last night he practiced hard all night. Both Ji Yun and Huang Bo were so sleepy that their eyelids were fighting. non-stop.

It wasn't until Wen Dong knocked on the door the next day that he put down the guitar, rubbed his sore and tingling fingers, and went out to greet them with the two.

"Yo! This small courtyard is not bad." Wen Dong sat down on his buttocks and boasted casually.

As soon as his butt touched the chair, he pointed directly at the subject, "How about your song, let me see it first."

"Hey!" Ji Yun responded, took the score of "Boy" and handed it to Wen Dong.

Wen Dong looked at the score, the smile on his face gradually froze, and his brows gradually furrowed.

Liu Che's heart fluttered a little as he watched from the sidelines. He quietly tugged at the corner of Huang Bo's clothes beside him, and said in a low voice, "Is this not allowed?"

Huang Bo comforted him slightly: "Don't worry, the songs written by Yunzi are fine."

Although he said this, he didn't know much about it, and his palms were already sweating nervously. Although he saw that each of these songs was top-notch, he couldn't guarantee that they would not like it. Art is your arsenic and my medicine. , It is normal to understand differently.

Wen Dong's brows were already furrowed enough to kill a fly, and he had to look back and forth for 4 minutes at a piece of A10 paper.

He put down the score, took a deep breath, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Liu Che quickly took out all the remaining songs and stuffed them into his hands.

For a while, a stack of score made him flustered.

Wen Dong unfolded each sheet of music carefully, and every time he turned a page, his eyebrows raised, his fingers tapped the table unconsciously, and his head shook slightly.

After another half an hour, he finally put down the music score under the burning eyes of the three.

Putting down the score, his fingers were still tapping the beat, as if he was reminiscing about the tracks.

He took another deep breath, "Very good!"

After saying these three words, Liu Che was so happy that he almost jumped up.

Even Huang Bo, who has always been prudent, had tears in his eyes. Sitting in front of them was one of the top managers in the country. To put it bluntly, his eyes represented the eyes of the people of the whole country.

His approval is like the market's affirmation of them.

How could this keep him from getting excited.

He was drifting north alone, had suffered too many stares, and saw a bright future ahead of him, and all the memories flooded his mind for a while.

Now, he should have some reputation.

"Every song is great!" Wen Dong couldn't help sighing, "You wrote all of these?"

His eyes stared at Ji Yun with scrutiny.

"You're not going to see anyone else in the market writing these songs."

Ji Yun didn't respond positively, but these words fell into Wen Dong's heart, but it was the realization of Ji Yun's idea that he was a genius.

"Then you may have to adjust the route you take in the future. Just being an actor is too talented."

He glanced at the two people beside him.When he saw Huang Bo, his gaze paused instinctively, and then he said nonchalantly: "I can report to the higher authorities and help you do publicity."

"Thank you, Brother Dong!"

"You're welcome, we help each other out, and I can earn more when you get up." Wen Dong waved his hand to express that he doesn't care.

"Where is the company?" Ji Yun asked very cryptically.

Wen Dong smiled: "This number is guaranteed."

He stretched out three fingers.

Huang Bo gasped, "300 million?!"

"Maybe I'm still a bit conservative. I will work hard with the company to ensure that in the first half of the year, the entire entertainment circle's pages about songs will be your album promotion."

Ji Yun is also a little nervous, and his evaluation of Huayi's energy in his heart has been raised to a higher level.

In this day and age, not many companies can drop millions on an album.

But from Wen Dong's point of view, the 300 million is still not enough.

It's only because the Internet is underdeveloped these days, and paper media are crowded together, unlike later generations who can promote it on music platforms, and the audience's copyright awareness has not been cultivated, but relying on paper media and TV, the 300 million It is also a drop in the bucket.

But to say it's a loss is nonsense.

It's only a few million, and I earned it back after two concerts.

　One vote per day, worry lost~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)