I just want to copy books quietly

Du Caige said without hesitation: "For Duan Xiaochen, I can write a new song for her last two concerts. For Su Rui, I can give him a high-quality new song in the second half of the year."

"OK, wait for my good news."

Fan Yuhong put away his mobile phone, sat aside, and Vivian, who rested his chin on both hands, gave him a blank look: "It's finished?"

"It's over."

"Then sign it."

Fan Yuhong looked down at the divorce agreement, from the beginning to the end, and from the end to the beginning, but actually didn't read a single word.

Obviously he knew every word.

But taken together, those sentences lost their meaning to him.

It was as if he had suddenly developed a rare dyslexia.

Then he put the pen down. "No sign."

"Fuck, Fan Yuhong, what do you want to do? Are you a bitch? You can go back on what you promised! Don't let my old lady look down on you!" Vivienne said in a slightly blunt Mandarin Chinese.

She has a typical mixed-race appearance, with a high nose and deep eyes, dark brown pupils, darker skin, long natural curly hair, and a much better figure than the average Asian.

Although almost 50 years old, it is still well maintained and looks like a sexy female leopard.

Fan Yuhong looked at him fascinated.

He is familiar with every inch of this woman's body.

Once he thought he was tired of her and could no longer find passion for her.

But the fact is not like this, Fan Yuhong clearly realized that he still wanted her.Passion like newlyweds.

"What's the use of looking at me? We're done, Fan Yuhong, you know very well that I can't continue living with you."

"Actually," Fan Yuhong said softly, "If you work harder, you won't be able to survive."

The corners of Vivienne's mouth curled up, and a sneer appeared just right: "Can you stop talking nonsense? I have endured you for so many years. After all, my son and daughter are about to graduate from college, and your illness is under control. There's no need to put up with you anymore, you can live the life you want. Let me tell you, Fan Yuhong, it's okay if you don't sign it, then don't blame me for doing everything wrong!"

Chapter 196 Zhu Bajie Carrying His Wife and Black Carrying the Coffin

Duan Xiaochen looked at the unappealing nutritious meal in front of him, sighed, lazily picked it up with a spoon, but didn't put it in his mouth.

"You need to eat something, Sister Chen," Juanzi smiled at the side with a very virtuous wife and mother, although her cheeks were swollen and her mouth was full of blisters, "I'll do the math, you already You haven’t eaten anything for almost 20 hours, how can your body hold on like this.”

Duan Xiaochen looked like a child who saw traditional Chinese medicine, frowning into the word "Chuan", and said pitifully, "Can you get me something with oily water and a better taste? I really can't eat this thing, completely Not hungry. How about you sneak up and get me a Papa Ken? I want two pairs of owls."

"But the nutritionist said that you must eat this, and you can't eat indiscriminately, otherwise your physical fitness will not be able to keep up, and your body will be prone to problems."

"The problem is," Duan Xiaochen blinked her peach blossom eyes, and fired at the assistant girl, "Look at me, I can't take a bite of this food, no matter how nutritious it is, I can't absorb it!"

"Hey, don't make trouble," Jiang Juan said in a coaxing tone, "Close your eyes, don't think, you are just taking Chinese medicine, and drink it in one gulp. Be good, don't force me to ask Brother Jin to come forward! "

Hearing "Brother Jin", Duan Xiaochen immediately froze like an eggplant beaten by frost.

She sighed heavily, scooped up a big spoonful of nutritious meal like a pity, and delivered it to her mouth resignedly.

After taking a few bites, someone knocked on the door suddenly, and then Ouyang Jin's magnetic voice sounded: "Is it convenient for me to come in?"

"come in."

As soon as Ouyang Jin walked in, Duan Xiaochen claimed the credit: "I eat very well! I ate a big bowl of such an unpalatable nutritious meal. Brother Jin, buy me a thumbstick tonight!"

Ouyang Jin sat down next to her a little tiredly, and smiled at her gently: "You can eat whatever you want, I think Brother Lin Ke is not such a superficial person, he won't dislike you just because you get fat. "

Duan Xiaochen flinched like an electric shock, and said seriously: "I think it's better to forget it. Fried food is not healthy. I want to take in beneficial nutrients to make the concert a success."

"By the way," Ouyang Jin smiled playfully, "You want to start a company, and there is a turning point."

"What turning point?" Duan Xiaochen was refreshed.

"Pour me some water." Ouyang Jin said to Jiang Juan.

Jiang Juan immediately bent down and took a bottle of mineral water, opened it and handed it to him.

"Thank you."

He tilted his head back and gulped down a swig, the water leaked from his mouth to his muscular chest, it was really sexy to be honest.

But the two women present knew his sexual orientation, so they had no feelings.

After panting for a while, Ouyang Jin continued: "People from Donglai Entertainment came to me today and said that Dong Lai's Wang Dong seemed to have changed his mind suddenly. I went to meet Wang Dong. He was very busy and hardly talked to me. Say a few complete sentences."

"But I understand it. There is a new player who is about to end, and this new player should be very powerful. Wang Dong thinks that it is very promising to mix with this new player."

"What kind of new player?" Duan Xiaochen pouted, "Don't say you didn't investigate."

"I checked, and there is not much useful information. It is said that it is a Juzhi Investment Co., Ltd., and the other party is very optimistic about you and believes in your market appeal. So I want to match up and integrate some of Donglai Entertainment, Zitian, and Jiutian Media. Resources. Most of them are fringe resources, which have become a burden for them, tasteful resources that can’t be eaten without meat, and a small number of high-quality resources. Then, with Chenchenyou as the main body, we will build a new entertainment company. "

Duan Xiaochen held his chin, looking very puzzled: "Jouzhi? What kind of name is that? It's inexplicable. I've never heard of this company. Have you done a background check?"

"The registered capital of this company is not much, 5000 million, and it was incorporated 3 years ago. But do you know, although this company is unknown, I investigated and found that it has invested in almost all profitable companies in various industries .I really admire the managers of this company.”

"In addition, just two days ago, they took a controlling stake in Jade Bird Music. You know, before they invested, they only invested a small amount, and the maximum shareholding did not exceed 20%. From this point of view, they may really want to make efforts in the entertainment field .”

After a pause, Ouyang Jin continued to explain: "The shareholders of this company are very complicated. They come from many funds and other investment companies, both domestic and overseas. I have no ability to investigate clearly for the time being. But their legal person The representative's name is Sun Yaling, I did some research and found that this person has the same name and surname as the assistant of Yan Yingzhen, the president of Yuanguang Group, and they are probably the same person."

Duan Xiaochen was thoughtful: "So, you mean, what kind of ghost is investing in Rouzhi, and standing behind it is the giant Yuanguang Group?"

"I think it's very likely."

"But Yuanguang Group already has its own pan-entertainment layout," Duan Xiaochen said puzzledly, "They have a video website, and they have also acquired part of the shares of Jiutian Media and Zongheng Film and Television."

"I don't understand that."

Duan Xiaochen thought for a while: "Whatever, as long as they can bring resources, they can invest if they want to. You can't do business alone."

"You have to be mentally prepared," Ouyang Jin said, "Wang Dong revealed to me that Donglai and Zitian are planning to increase their respective shareholding ratios, and the shares that Jiutian Media wants will definitely not be lower than theirs. , Rouzhi’s investment also requires a large share. If you still want to give a part of the shares to Lin Ke, you will not be able to guarantee absolute control.”

Duan Xiaochen said with a relaxed smile: "In the first place, there is no need for an absolute controlling stake. As long as Du Ge and I hold more than 51 shares together, we will have the final say in the company. It is a good thing that they can bring resources."

Ouyang Jin thought for a while, then nodded in agreement: "Yes."

"Then brother Jin, please continue to push this matter forward."

"No problem. You also take care of your health and don't get into trouble. In addition, I will tell you some good news and give you a shot in the arm."

Duan Xiaochen smiled lazily: "The company plans to increase my share?"

"No," Ouyang Jin adjusted his glasses, "Lin Ke's manager, Fan Yuhong, just notified the company that he decided to write a new song for your last two concerts. The company has already sent people to negotiate terms."

"Brother Fan is his manager again?" Duan Xiaochen's eyes widened, and he couldn't help grinning after a while.

There is no better news than this.

She looked down at the nutritious meal, and took another spoonful to her mouth cruelly.

Well, it's delicious.

Du Caige is currently immersed in the fine editing and soundtrack for Baihua Shen.

After thinking about it for several hours, at night, he finally made up his mind and cut Baihua Shen into an 11-minute version. Compared with Chen Wuji's original version, he mainly added a few words at the end of the conversation in the car, and added a few words in Dahuai. The moving shot next to the tree stump, and the hallucinatory ink painting at the end add a little more time.

This makes it appear more three-dimensional and fuller.

Then there is the soundtrack.

The first thing to be sure is that from the moment the porcelain fell down, the prelude to the night of the Northern Territory sounded, until the bell sounded at the end, the singing of the Night of the Northern Territory gradually faded away, and when the ink painting finally appeared, only the ethereal and graceful bells remained Voice.

Then it was already going to bed at night, Du Caige suddenly jumped up.

He thought about the moving part at the beginning, and what music should be played when the lunatic Mr. Feng and the people from the moving company took the car to Dahuaishu.

Zhu Bajie carries his wife on his back.

Use banhu, flute, add some cello and electronic organ, it is simply too beautiful.

Du Caige has heard a suona and sheng version before, which is also very interesting.

However, after repeated comparisons, Du Caige decided to use the Banhu and Dizi versions, which are more suitable for the artistic conception of Baihua.

In the future, if I put this song alone on the Internet, I can make several versions to play.

Another night later, when he got up in the morning to exercise routinely, Du Caige decided to play the soundtrack until the porcelain broke when he moved under the big locust tree.

Just use the "black coffin bearer" Astronomia.

This song produced by &ony Igy was once popular all over the country.

This song seemed to be magical, countless people looked at their mobile phones and giggled, and the melody of this song came out from the mobile phone.

It's a lot of fun putting this electronic sound here.

Although the people of Azure Star don't understand the stalk of "the black man carries the coffin", they don't understand that "when the black man smiles, life and death are uncertain" and "when the coffin is lifted, the world comes for nothing".

But Du Caige was watching those movers pretending to carry the air up and down, and then the sound of Astronomia was heard in his ears, he would definitely burst out laughing, he couldn't stop laughing every time he saw it.

He is not the kind of person who has a low laugh, but this wave, this wave is really unbearable.

Astronomia Du Caige can handle it by himself, and there is no need to worry about the Northern Territory overnight.

For other places where there should be a soundtrack, some passages from One Night in the North can also be used directly.

Only Zhu Bajie was left to carry his wife.

Du Caige felt that the effect of this song was unsatisfactory, so he called his godfather and asked him to find a middle-aged and elderly folk music band for him, who must be proficient in banhu, flute, suona, sheng, etc. People with ethnic musical instruments.

"This kind of old man has as many as he wants, and he buys one and gets one free." Godfather said.

"That's good, godfather, please contact me and ask them to record a song for me, and the remuneration will be based on the market price."

"Do you want to invite me? I know all these musical instruments," Huo Yanying said in a seductive tone, "My price is very cheap!"

Du Caige became familiar with him, and broke it down unceremoniously: "Come on, you still ask me for money? If I let you participate in the game, you should give me the money. Such a good song, such a fun thing , If you don’t participate, you will definitely regret it in the future.”

"That's right, ha, I must participate in such a fun thing. But let me say first, if the song is not good, then don't blame me for not giving you face in front of the old brothers and scolding you bloody .”

"You'll know it when you hear it." Du Caige is very confident in the essence of the earth.

Zhu Bajie Carrying a Wife has been loved by people since 86, and has not faded for decades. It is known as a classic, which naturally has its own merits.

Of course Du Caige was not worried at all that he would not be able to pass this test.

Chapter 197 He is a tool man who can help me make money

Huo Yanying is very efficient.

On May 5, one day after Du Caige called him, he had already assembled a team of "ordinary elderly people who love folk music" and asked Du Caige to send him the scores.

"The group of old guys heard that you wrote the song, and they shouted one by one: Lao Huo, let me tell you, let your godson write and write popular music, don't come to harm folk music. Does he know what folk music is? ? That kid took a major in folk music, but he didn’t even graduate. He just dropped out of school, and his own father was so pissed off. Now you ask him to write folk music? Isn’t this a joke!”

"Then I put the sheet music in front of them and said, look at it yourself if you are paralyzed, if you don't want to record this piece, go back and bring your grandson, don't bother me."

"They all blew their beards and stared at each other, but after reading the score, they immediately sat down obediently and said: This piece is fun, but there is only one piece, it's not fun, let's add a few more pieces."

"Xiao Du, so, do you have any more?"

Du Caige held back his laughter, and said in a very serious tone: "Godfather, a good song needs inspiration. It's not Chinese cabbage, and it can't be planted just by planting it in the soil."

Huo Yanying immediately said: "Yes, yes, you are right, music needs inspiration. How do you get used to finding inspiration? Like playing with girls? Don't be shy, I liked it when I was young, and I like it now. How many granddaughters will introduce you to you? Or do you want to go to folk music? I will arrange a car, board and lodging, and play with you right away. You just say, how can I write more high-quality songs of this kind, no matter what the conditions are? All agreed."

Du Caige pondered for a moment: "Well, let's wait for the inspiration to appear by itself. Now, can you ask your friends to do a favor, speed up the rehearsal, and record a copy for me tomorrow. I need it urgently. If they want to Keep improving, then wait until the recording for me is finished first, and then I will slowly refine it, and then I will find friends to post the best version of their performance on the Internet and spread it.”

"Yes," Huo Yanying said in a deep voice, "By the way, I saw some unfavorable comments on the Internet today. Don't take it lightly, kid. If you don't handle this well, your reputation as a musical genius accumulated in the past will be ruined." destroyed."

Du Caige knew what he was talking about.

Since last night, some big Vs and opinion leaders in the music field have expressed their opinions one after another, thinking that fairy tales are not satisfactory, Hemingway's talents are exhausted, Jiang Youxi's singing skills are insufficient, and so on.

This is a harbinger of a storm, and Du Caige sees it very clearly.

"I know, godfather, I'll be careful."

"To be honest, I'm rather embarrassed by their approach. Those old friends of mine are not suitable for making a move. If they make a move, it will appear that traditional old musicians suppress newcomers, and the dispute between the old and new generations of music concepts, you understand."

"Understood, I will deal with this matter myself, I have already dealt with it, and the effect should be seen soon, godfather, don't worry, have fun with music." Du Caige doesn't want an old man in his 60s to worry about his own affairs every day worry.

"That's fine, you can deal with it yourself, I'll go play first."

After hanging up the phone, Huo Yanying shook her head, her thick eyebrows drooping, "Smelly boy, you have a stubborn temper. Although most of your cronies and friends in the past were wine pockets and food pockets, not all of them could help you. There are also a few who are loyal, willing to help you, and able to help you, right? Do you really want to carry it alone? If you don’t open your mouth, they won’t take the initiative to warm their faces and stick their cold butts.”

May 5th was a sunny weekend.

At noon this day, Du Caige got the latest fairy tale sales data.