From elementary school music teacher to superstar

Chapter 5 Maggie Records
"Let me help you find out, but you don't have to have too much hope. Nursery rhymes don't make money, and the record company hasn't released a nursery rhyme album for a long time.

If there is a film and television company that needs an episode or something for some dramas, there are some opportunities, but the chances are not great. "

"Is that so..."

Hearing the answer in the microphone, Zhang Ruoxi was a little depressed.

Her cousin, Ling Xue, was born with a good voice. She liked to sing since she was a child, and she also went to a music school.

Last year, he got No.3 in a singing competition, was selected by Maggie Records and signed, and became a singer.

Although Maggie Records is not as good as the four major record companies, it is only considered a medium-sized company, but it also has second-rate singers such as Zhang Wei and Yuan Jiefei, and it is not unknown.

Ling Xue released a single shortly after joining the company, which sold more than 20 copies on KK Music Online, which is considered to be a firm foothold in the company.

Another official album was released this year, and Zhang Ruoxi bought it, but those songs were not the type she usually listens to, so she didn't listen to them too much.

My cousin is an insider in the music industry. Since she said that there is little chance of children's songs being released, then there really shouldn't be much chance.

No wonder……

Zhang Ruoxi remembered that when he mentioned it to Lu Xin today, he didn't seem to care much, which must be the reason.

Lu Xin is a graduate of the Beijing Conservatory of Music, so he should be well aware that nursery rhymes have no market.

"Such a good song can't be promoted."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ruoxi secretly thought it was a pity, and her mood also became depressed. She didn't even want to practice Qin anymore.

Lu Xin was playing the guitar and recording songs at this time. The equipment was too crude, but it was just recording some demos, so it was okay.

"A lot of things are too late to think about,
It just happened naturally.

On the colorful road,

Doomed to experience wind and rain.

let it come naturally,
Let it go quietly.

Just looking at myself with a smile like this,

Walk through this life.

Yeah, when the past quietly fades away,
Only a clear heart remains.

Yeah let's keep each other warm,
Walk in the sunshine.

......"

Unprepared to travel to a strange time and space, Lu Xin does not feel sad, but a little depressed and confused.

"Wandering" is relaxed and indifferent, open-minded and optimistic. When he picks up the guitar, this song pops out of his mind.

After singing, his mood improved a lot.

Lu Xin couldn't help but smile, he didn't have any reliance in his previous life, so he was still doing well?

Compared with his previous life, what he has is endless treasures now, why is there any reason to be depressed?
Just try your best to break through.

After listening to the demo just finished recording, he nodded in satisfaction.

Lu Xin's voice in this life is much better than in his previous life. Strictly speaking, his best range is in the alto.

Emotional, three-dimensional, magnetic and penetrating.

Singing a song is like telling a story in the ear, which is addictive.

But that doesn't mean his bass and treble are bad.

Lu Xin's bass is mellow and deep, and has a flexibility that is rare in this range, while the treble is high-pitched and bright, yet powerful.

Such a voice is enough to support him to sing most songs well.

After a short rest, Lu Xin picked up the guitar again, and the melody sounded again.

"That year, you were young
I always feel that tomorrow will be beautiful.

…………

You stand on this bustling street,
Can't find the direction you should go.

You stand on this bustling street,
Feeling flustered like never before.

............"

For the second song, he recorded "That Year".

The choice of these two songs is firstly in line with his current state of mind.

The second thing is that Xu Dashen's songs are mostly written with guitars, which are suitable for playing and singing, and he doesn't even need to spend too much time arranging them.

First applied for the copyright protection of "Wandering" and "That Year" on the copyright website, and then Lu Xin uploaded the demos of the two songs to Miaoqu.com.

As for the two songs uploaded by the original body, they have already been deleted by him.

At this time, it was past nine o'clock in the evening, and he finally felt hungry.

Randomly dug out a few handfuls of vegetable leaves in the refrigerator, finished eating a bowl of noodles, Lu Xin leaned over the table again.

He wants to write songs and write all the songs in his mind.

He had listened to too many songs in his previous life. I don't know if it was because of time travel, but he remembered them very clearly.

Not to mention the phenomenon-level songs that are popular across the country, even if they are tepid songs, he still remembers them deeply.

Lu Xin opened the songwriting software, one song after another.

He wrote very quickly, with words and music, and even marked the direction of arrangement and instruments used in many songs.

Time flew by, and by the time he felt sleepy, the sky was already bright.

It turned out that he wrote for a whole night without knowing it.

"Let's do this first."

Lu Xin yawned and stopped.

Songs can never be finished, this is a long-term project.

He put all the song files in the same folder, encrypted them before exiting.

Then go straight back to the bedroom without taking off your clothes, lie down and fall asleep.

Anyway, today is Saturday, and there is no need to go to class.

Shangjing, Maggie Records.

Ling Xue just came out of the company's copyright department office, and she was going to help her cousin Zhang Ruoxi ask whether she would accept nursery rhymes.

According to the meaning of the Copyright Department, not only Maggie will not accept it, even other record companies will not accept it, and even in the foreseeable future, no company will accept it.

There is no way, the market for nursery rhymes has long been saturated, and the existing nursery rhymes on the market are sufficient.

After all, there is no need to keep releasing new ones. Children's songs from five years ago can still be listened to by today's children.

This was exactly as she had expected, Ling Xue was not surprised.

I called Zhang Ruoxi back, and the moment I hung up, the smile on her face disappeared.

The record company is a place of intrigue. Along the way, I met several female colleagues from the company, and two of them were also female singers.

They all greeted her politely, but they didn't hide the ridicule and sneer between their eyebrows, and even pointed at her behind their backs and whispered.

The contrast with last year's enthusiasm is obvious.

Nothing else, last year her single sold more than 20 copies, although because it was a single and the fee was cheap, she didn't make much money.

But the newcomers have such achievements, and they have the potential to take off.

Maggie Records' own female singers are relatively weak, if she can stand up, it will greatly strengthen the company's female singers, and can also support other female singers.

Everyone will naturally treat her enthusiastically.

And now, she entered the company's official release of the album "The One I Love", and it hit the street, and it was a big hit.

It has been almost a week since it was put on the shelves, and only [-] copies have been sold. There is only one more day left. It is unknown whether the weekly sales will reach [-] by then.

And digital albums don't last as long as traditional records, and the sales in the first week of release can determine the ultimate fate of the album.

It is almost impossible to get up later.

Since he is destined to hit the street, how can others have a good face.

Ling Xue laughed at herself, and was going to go to the karaoke room to practice singing. Recently, she practiced for a long time every day.

But as soon as he reached the door, he was blocked by a fat figure.

(End of this chapter)