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"Old Li, it's alright boy, Goddess Lin actually called you, when did you leave your contact information?"
Li Wei shook his head.
"I don't have a chance to leave a phone call. It's not a private matter, it's a business matter."
"that song?"
Zhao Zimo reacted immediately.
Compared with girls, that love song is actually more suitable for boys to sing. As a student of the singing and composition department, he naturally has his eye on it.
It's just that he also knows that he doesn't have the qualifications to sing this song, so he keeps silent.
Seeing Li Wei nodding, Zhao Zimo reacted.
"Goddess Lin has just been promoted to the second tier, and her popularity is skyrocketing. Right now, she really needs a few good songs to stabilize her position and at the same time, open up her way to the first tier."
He pondered for a while and said:
"This is also an opportunity. You are a student of the composition department, but you are not from the singing department. The songs you write are meant to be sung.
The first song is sung by a second-tier singer, which can also increase your popularity a lot. "
Li Wei nodded.
This is the reason why he decided to meet with him. Even if the other party may have made some small moves before, as long as the conditions are right, he doesn't mind cooperating with the other party.
In the afternoon, Li Wei went to a coffee shop near Anyi.
Anyi goddess Lin Sitong and her manager were already waiting there.
"Sorry, it's a little late."
Li Wei sat down and said hello.
"No, we came earlier."
When Lin Sitong spoke, her clear and beautiful voice was really nice.
"Have you ordered coffee, what would you like to drink?"
Miss Zhang said:
"Already ordered."
As soon as the voice fell, a waiter came over with three cups of coffee on the plate.
Li Wei raised his eyebrows, he still has his own.
He took the coffee, picked it up and took a sip, um, it was a little strong, not his favorite taste.
Before he could think of the next topic, Sister Zhang poked Lin Sitong with her arm.
Lin Sitong looked at Li Wei and said softly:
"Brother Li Wei, did you write the song you sang before?"
Li Wei raised his head, secretly thinking that it was so.
"I wrote it."
Lin Sitong hesitated for a moment and said:
"I want to buy this song, can you see it?"
Li Wei nodded.
"Of course, this song was originally written as a confession."
Zhang Anrong's eyes flickered slightly, and it was exactly what he thought, so things would be simpler.
"I don't know how much you plan to bid, but for the sake of senior sister Lin, I can give you some price."
Lin Sitong showed a smile on his face, and then said:
"If you are willing, junior, I hope to win this song at a price of 1."
Some surprises flashed in Li Wei's eyes.
Not too low.
The price is actually very fair, even a bit high.
Generally, the selling price of songs by newcomers and composers is between [-] and [-].
Originally, he thought that the agent would use his confession to lower the price.
"For a newcomer like me, the right to sing a song is not less than [-] yuan, which is very fair. If this is the case, I can..."
Before she finished speaking, the manager, Miss Zhang, suddenly said:
"Wait, I think you got it wrong.
You are just a rookie, how can the performance rights alone be worth ten thousand.
What we're buying is the full rights to the song. "
In an instant, Li Wei's expression became gloomy.
"[-] to buy the full copyright?"
Lin Sitong averted his eyes and didn't look at Li Wei, but Sister Zhang looked straight at him, and the calm eyes made Li Wei panic.
"Yes, the price of [-] is not low."
Li Wei's expression became completely cold.
[-] songs, still the full copyright, if this is an ordinary song, it is indeed an acceptable price for newcomers.
But in fact, very few people will sell all copyrights.
Because this means that, as a songwriter, he will no longer be famous for this song, and will not have other income. From then on, this song has nothing to do with him.
He is willing to sell songs in order to open up the music world and let more people know himself.
If you don't even have the right to fame, what's the point of these.
Besides, this is "Confession Balloon".