Mastering entertainment: starting with identification

Chapter 4 The First Artist

"Let's sign the contract!"

"Ah? Cough." Chopin, who hadn't finished singing, choked a little, and seemed a little surprised by this.

"Really?" Chopin asked again.

"Really, you are waiting here for me to get the contract." Zhang Qinghuan also wanted to sign him quickly, and only had a few days to practice singing.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Qinghuan got up and walked out the door.

The spectators outside the door saw Zhang Qinghuan coming out, and someone even grabbed Zhang Qinghuan's shoulders and asked, "Well, I'm right, isn't it funny that a person in his 30s still comes to join our business?" ?Right!"

Zhang Qinghuan couldn't agree more, and said silently: "I'm going to sign him."

The people around were shocked, and they stared blankly at Zhang Qinghuan leaving.

Returning to the interview room with the contract, the two quickly signed the contract.

"Thank you." Chopin thanked again.

"It doesn't matter, we're still here tomorrow. We'll go to the recording room to practice singing, and we'll record it in a few days, or we'll get out together, do you understand?" Zhang Qinghuan replied.

"Yes."

Zhang Qinghuan saw that it was very late, so he left the company and walked towards home.

Silent all night.

It was another day when he was woken up by the alarm clock. Zhang Qinghua was still wearing the handsome suit, but this time he changed his hairstyle.Get on the familiar bus No. b763 and put in a coin.

After taking a nap, I came to my work station.

"Isn't that who? I heard that you have signed an older new artist. It's not bad. It seems that you don't need me to do anything. You have to go by yourself. Hahaha." Zeng Sha's smirk spread throughout the office.

Zhang Qinghuan, who always liked to make a fortune secretly, chose to ignore him. At this time, that sister Wang walked in and said to Zhang Qinghuan, "Come with me, I have something to tell you."

Zhang Qinghuan followed her to the office at the end of the corridor. It was very large with white walls.

"Sit." Wang Lan motioned while sitting on a chair.

Then asked: "I heard that you interviewed all afternoon yesterday, and finally signed a middle-aged newcomer in his 30s."

It is not difficult for Zhang Qinghuan to understand that people around him say this, because this world is where young people change from generation to generation, and young people grind into old drama bones.Newcomers have learned music theory and performing arts since they were young. They subconsciously don’t accept a 30-year-old new artist because they don’t know his level, and compared with other artists of the same age, he has ten years less development.

Zhang Qinghuan replied: "Yes, after an afternoon of interviews, I think he and I are very suitable."

Sister Wang's eyes were a little strange: "Are you suitable for him?"

Seeing the strange look from the boss above, Zhang Qinghua quickly explained: "I have a song that suits him very well."

"That's it! I won't say much, but I just remind you that the next rookie month is very important, and you have to grasp it by yourself. I am very optimistic about you. If you fail this time, you can go in the direction of acting and sign under my banner. "Wang Lan said a lot.

Zhang Qinghuan could also hear her kindness, and was a little touched, although he also knew that Sister Wang was actually greedy for his beauty, thinking that he could take the direction of acting.In the past, Zhang Qinghuan might have agreed, but now that Zhang Qinghuan knows that his acting influence has been greatly reduced, he resolutely gives up this idea.

"Thank you, Sister Wang, I'll go to rehearse first if I'm fine."

"Let's go." Wang Lan pointed to the door, regardless of whether Zhang Qinghuan accepted his kindness or not, at least he expressed his sincerity in place.

Zhang Qinghuan didn't say much, since his feelings were at ease, there was no need for a manly man to fret.Then I took the elevator and went directly to the recording studio upstairs, so as not to go back and get angry with the hermaphrodite in the office.

The recording studio is located on the 10th floor or so. In this era, the company building contains all the hardware facilities. Except for big scenes such as filming, special effects and so on can be solved in the own building.

There was still an hour before the time agreed by Zhang Qinghuan and Chopin. After the elevator opened, Zhang Qinghuan saw Chopin at the entrance of the corridor with naturally curly hair.The whole person kept walking back and forth with his hands in his pockets, and he was very nervous.

Zhang Qinghuan smiled. With such an artist who worked hard to make progress, He Chou couldn't become popular with his help.He walked over and patted Chopin on the shoulder.

Chopin was also taken aback by the sudden pat. Although he has been in the company for a while, the people who come and go will take the initiative to talk to you if you are not a famous person.Chopin naturally waited here contentedly. Until last night, Chopin hadn't recovered from the fact that he was signed, and even had insomnia.

He has been to many companies, and he also understands how difficult it is for him to develop on the road as a newcomer in his 30s without his own works. Now he is very excited and wants to repay Zhang Qinghuan, so he came early today to find a Find status.

"Come with me, I'll print out the score."

Zhang Qinghuan had already prepared the score of the song "Old Boy", and all he was waiting for was the right person.

Putting the printed score into Chopin's hand, Chopin was a little stunned when he saw that the songwriters were Zhang Qinghuan.There is a trace of admiration and a trace of impatience in my heart.On the one hand, I admire Zhang Qinghuan for being able to compose a song by himself, but on the other hand, I don’t know the quality of the song and feel a little nervous.

Zhang Qinghuan could see his nervousness, and also knew that the world attached great importance to lyrics and music, and most entertainment companies' songs came from their own lyrics and music department.But Zhang Qinghuan didn't need it. He brought his own small Chinese song library, and he directly composed lyrics and music, and even script literature was not a problem, but he couldn't get it out for a while.

So Zhang Qinghuan comforted: "You read it first, and then mention it if you have any ideas."

Chopin nodded, he was very grateful to the person in front of him who gave him a chance.After reading the lyrics, he wanted to cry after watching this song. He could fully understand the mood of this song, as if he was describing his life in the past few years.

In a sense, this song does not have too many complicated creative skills, but it can give people a feeling of wanting to cry when it is written.

Zhang Qinghuan said: "Take you to the recording studio, you go to practice more, and try to sing this song completely in the next few days, so that the feelings are brewed in place."

Having said that, Zhang Qinghuan is also a little nervous at this time. Chopin's ability value has not yet broken through 70. Although the singing level is still passable, what Zhang Qinghuan wants is to describe his feelings completely, so that he can enter the top of the list and produce more songs. Influence.

With this influence, Zhang Qinghuan was able to repay the money. The contract he gave to Chopin was 3% of the company, 1% for him, and [-]% for Chopin.Due to Chopin's age, the lyrics and music were all written by Zhang Qinghuan, and this ruled the contract.Chopin also has no objection, what he needs now is an opportunity, as much money as possible, as long as it is enough.

(End of this chapter)