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Chapter 157 Cooperation Methods
The water and sky villa still remained quiet, and the trees and flowers shook occasionally, as if waking up overnight to stretch their muscles and bones to welcome a new day.

In the living room, thinking is running fast, and the brain is organizing language.

"My name is Tang Yun, and I'm a signed singer of Illusory Music Company. I haven't been very popular in the music industry. I have released a few albums, but I have never been well-known. This year is the last year of my contract with the company. The company has no plans to renew my contract, I want to get a few good songs, sing them, and see if I can change the company's decision and ask the company to give me some more time." Tang Yun calmly shared her basic information and The purpose of the introduction is some.

"Then why do you believe me, a young man you only listened to one song, can help you?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

"Intuition and the song from last night." Tang Yun went all out, really talking about the things in her heart.

"Hehe, it's amazing. But since you are a top-notch company like Illusion Music, why don't you ask your company's famous first-class songwriters for songs?"

"Yes, Zuowen came back late because I went drinking with those people. I don't know if I can get a good song." Tang Yun smiled wryly.

"Then why didn't you wait, why did you come to me in such a hurry? What if your company's lyricist and composer gave you a song today!" Lin Feng expressed his incomprehension.

"Impossible, they are all masters who don't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles. The good songs that can be ranked at the top are given to the first-line stars. Occasionally, there are one or two good songs that no one wants. Cai can get it after paying a lot of money. And sometimes for some broken principles, or..., so I now face two choices." The wry smile on Tang Yun's face became more meaningful.

"Oh, I understand. But I'll give you some good songs, what can you give me?" Lin Feng played with taste.

"I, if I can become popular, I am willing to give you 90.00% of my income in ten years." Tang Yun gritted her teeth. If it is really him, the remaining [-]% is enough.

"Ten years? 90.00%? Ten years is not short. 90.00% is also a big number. By then, you will only have [-]% left. Are you really willing?" Lin Feng asked with great interest.This kind of courage is something that most men don't have. How many decades are there in life?How many percent of your lifetime income can you have?

"But if I don't have good songs, I can't go on this road. Let alone ten years, what's the point of 20 years? Besides, I don't want to give up 90.00% now, I don't even have one percent. Such a choice How can I not make the right choice?" Tang Yun was very firm.

"Then if I write you a good song, will you continue to stay in Huanyu? Or join another family, or go it alone?" Barber asked.

"Continue to work in Huanyu. Anyway, the company's strength is very strong. Besides, although the company hasn't paid too much attention to me these years, it's really good for artists who are similar to me in other companies." Tang Yun said.

"Um, well, one last question, can you give everything to the music? Including all..."

Lin Feng didn't finish his sentence, but Tang Yun understood.

"No, everything is music, but music is not everything. Some things have a bottom line." Tang Yun replied without thinking.

"Hehe, um, let's sing a song. It's best to show your falsetto, essential timbre, and your singing." Lin Feng thinks it's ok, and he will talk about other conditions after judging the song.

Hearing Lin Feng asked to sing, Tang Yun was taken aback for a moment, and then began to adjust her mood, looking for a song that met the requirements and that she could sing well.

"Fate may be the most wonderful thing in the world, when it..."

……

After singing a stage, Tang Yun stopped consciously and looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng is happy, there are no identical leaves in one world, two worlds are fine, this singer is fine, Lin Feng has a solid foundation in his mind.

"Your strength is not bad. If you can grasp the high and low pitch of this song, there should be room for improvement. Ms. Tang Yun, let's talk about it in detail." Lin Feng said lightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin Feng." Tang Yun couldn't hold back the joy in her heart, which overflowed on her face.Called out his bold guess.

"You're welcome, this is the principle of mutual benefit." Lin Feng didn't care at all about Tang Yun's recognition of who she was. After chatting for so long, if she couldn't recognize who she was again, then she really had to underestimate her eyesight. .

"I have two suggestions now. First, I will cooperate directly with you. Let's make another contract. I will write the lyrics and music for you. Then I don't care what you do. You go and talk to your company. Tan, you pay me 90.00% of your income directly, and of course you can’t use my name when promoting it, but after the album goes viral, you can, haha.”

Lin Feng took a sip of water from his water glass and continued, "Second, tell your company about the matter. I will sign a contract with you and your company. I will be your temporary producer, but except In addition to the 90.00% you gave me, your company will also give me another part of the fee. Of course, if you choose the second option, I will ask your company to increase its investment in you, and my name can also be used. "

Lin Feng calculated very shrewdly and explained in detail, but Tang Yun was a little dizzy.

"Mr. Lin, what you mean is that one is a personal cooperation between you and me, and the other is a cooperation between you and me and the company, and then I will pay you 90.00% of the proceeds in both ways." Tang Yun stared wide Why is this genius so greedy?

"90.00% didn't you come up with it yourself?" Lin Feng was innocent.

"Privately, 90.00% is not enough for your naming rights, and it can increase your popularity." Tang Yun didn't understand very much.

"Am I not famous enough now?" Lin Feng asked back.

"..." Tang Yun didn't speak.

"I can't make a few albums for you in ten years. You should know that after my studio is opened, I will only make one for you under normal circumstances. You will be charged 90.00% for each album, and you can earn some. Have faith in me."

"Each album, not all income?" Tang Yun was taken aback.

"All the proceeds? Hehe, I'm not so greedy, as long as I give you 90.00% of the proceeds from the album." Lin Feng was a little surprised, am I that greedy?If you want all your income for ten years, it is too small to look down on people.

"Which one do you choose?" Lin Feng asked.

"The second way is to ask the company to pay more money. They won't care, as long as they won't be able to get more benefits than the cost. Even if it's just a small profit." Tang Yun made a choice .

"Well, in these two days, I will find a time to go to your company. Do you want to talk to your company first? Well, let me just say that I heard you sing by chance and think your voice is good, so I hope to be with you You cooperate so that you can have a say in your company." Lin Feng is very considerate of others.

"Well, okay, I will ask my agent and the company's senior management to talk about it today. I wonder if sir can leave me a number, and I will notify you later." Tang Yun is also a straightforward person, and she thinks that Lin Feng's idea is good, so she agrees up.

"Well, okay, but please don't tell others, XXXXXX." Lin Feng reported his successor number.

"Okay, no problem, I understand, then Mr. Lin Feng, I won't bother you." Tang Yun wrote down Lin Feng's mobile phone number, stood up and was about to leave.

"No, goodbye."

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After Tang Yun left, Lin Feng touched his hungry stomach, walked into the kitchen, turned on the soybean milk machine, and waited beside him.

Lin Feng was able to agree to help Tang Yun not only because of her courage and strength, but also because she is a member of Magic Language Music. So far, the only music company that Lin Feng has worked with is Xingguang. This kind of transfer speed is too slow. After the production is completed, more music companies will definitely come to find it, but Tang Yun's matter can serve multiple purposes, so why not do it.

Moreover, Galaxy Music, which is at the same level as Illusion, has already approached me to join. Although I refused, I have already let go to become an independent musician, but the arrogance and greed of these big companies are not just a few words Words can dispel it, so what I have to do now is to build momentum, another invincible album, although it will make them more greedy, but it will also show them that I have this ability to be free, you can't block it.

The speed of the newly bought soymilk machine is better than the old one, and the soymilk is ready quickly.

After finishing his breakfast, Lin Feng returned to the study and continued to carry the Dou Po Cang Qiong. He brought Shuang Di Yuan to this world earlier and completed a project earlier.The start of a project is always at the end of a project. Things have to be done step by step. Even if they go hand in hand, going too far is fatal.

Just after the early morning, the sun, which showed its power intermittently, finally broke out. The vast sunlight dispelled the dark clouds and sprinkled powerfully on the world, covering everything with a golden coat, and the world became very rich.

It's just that it's not winter at this moment, the sun brings colors but not a warm feeling, only sweating and boring heat.

As a last resort, Lin Feng drew the curtains, turned on the air conditioner, and turned on the lights.

With the air conditioner keeping the temperature in the room moderate, Lin Feng was as motionless as a mountain. He sat in the room and coded all morning, having fun with the words.

At around twelve noon, Lin Feng stopped his work, clicked on the link left by Shenzhou Jinbei Literature, and sent out the things he had prepared before yesterday evening along the path of light.This time, Lin Feng looked at the picture and did not write a composition, but a poem instead.

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In a room full of computers on the thirteenth floor of a certain building in Kyoto.

drop!drop!drop!
Three beeps sounded from the stereo of a computer, which meant that a new file had arrived in the area the computer was in charge of, but there was no one in front of the computer. At twelve o'clock at noon, the staff should be eating!
Not long, drop!drop!drop! , and a few more beeps replaced the penultimate number one of the document that just came, and in the next half an hour it became a relationship of replacement and replacement.

At noon in summer, people want to squint for a while, but squinting for a while can easily oversleep. If unfortunately it is past three o'clock, many people will find no place to cry.

So when the staff in charge of accepting the Shenzhou Gold Cup Literary Competition were eating, the computer was very busy.

　Sorry for being late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)