Rebirth: Life Optimization Panel

Chapter 200 Can these two songs really work?

Qian Anan glanced at Ding Liang and then at Jiang Chengwen.

He took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Chengwen and said, "Youth is promising."

Jiang Chengwen smiled at him and said, "That's not it, I'm just playing for fun, mainly because you, brother, since you're here together, are you ready to sign?"

Qian Shaonan nodded and agreed, "En."

Jiang Chengwen understood in his heart, but he was a little curious about how many times Zhang Binbin had to ask for money before he persuaded him.

Qian Shao looked at Ding Liang and asked, "I would like to ask Mr. Ding, how much money can I get?"

Ding Liang paused when he heard this, he could see the eagerness in Qian Shaonan's eyes.

"Are you short of money?" he asked.

Qian Shaonan shook his head, and said with a calm expression, "It's not that much, it's just that I need some money."

Ding Liang took another look at Qian Shaonan after hearing the words, and then said, "I can advance you [-] in advance."

"Thank you, Mr. Ding."

Qian Shaonan opened his mouth, but he hesitated.

Ding Liang saw that he seemed very embarrassed, and asked, "It's missing?"

Qian Shaonan shook his head and said with a smile, "No, it's enough."

His smile was a little far-fetched, then calmed down, and said, "Sign the contract."

Ding Liang paused in his heart, but didn't ask any more questions.

He looked at Zhang Binbin and said, "Secretary Zhang, show me the contract."

After that, everything went smoothly.

The signing period is five years, which is not bad. Some unscrupulous entertainment companies sign for ten years at a time. The pure Gu breeding model, if there is no improvement, they will just hide it.

Zhang Binbin made everything clear.

Qian Shaonan signed his name and pressed his fingerprint, and the signing contract became effective.

After some procedures passed, Ding Liang shook hands with Qian Shaonan, and he said, "Go back and get ready, the plane the day after tomorrow, come back to Yunan with me, you will have something to do soon."

Qian Shaonan agreed, "Okay."

After that, Ding Liang originally wanted to have a meal together, but Qian Shaonan refused, saying that he wanted to go home and have dinner with his wife.

After that, Zhang Binbin drove Qian Shaonan back.

Only Jiang Chengwen and Ding Liang were left in the courtyard of the wine house.

Ding Liang looked at the car that was drifting away, he couldn't help touching his chin, and asked, "What do you think, little Jiang Ni?"

Jiang Chengwen said: "I heard people say that when the scenic spot asked him to sign a contract before, he didn't agree. He just likes to gather with a group of people to sing. What is certain is that his temper is free."

Ding Liang nodded and said, "I heard you say that too, so I'm a little confused. He seems to be short of money. He seems to have encountered some difficulties, but he didn't say anything."

"Because we don't know him well."

Jiang Chengwen said: "If we were more familiar, maybe he would just ask to borrow it."

Ding Liang pondered: "What could it be? A family member is seriously ill or something? Is more than 5 yuan not enough?"

"Probably not." Jiang Chengwen said: "If this is the case, no matter if he is familiar or not, he will speak up."

"Ah."

Ding Liang nodded and said, "I'll find out when Secretary Zhang comes back and ask."

He changed his voice, looked at Jiang Chengwen and said, "Speaking of which, I've already signed the contract. What about the song you promised me?"

"Send you back."

"No, I'm going to watch it now, I don't understand what kind of two songs you have been writing about for so long."

Ding Liang grabbed Jiang Chengwen and wouldn't let him go.

Jiang Chengwen smiled helplessly, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll show you, let me show you."

Ding Liang smiled triumphantly and said, "Hurry up."

Jiang Chengwen took out his mobile phone, and then found a folder in the local file.

Ding Liang watched the whole process, and saw that the folder Jiang Chengwen opened was named—[Backup]

After opening, there are two folders inside.

【N】

【Y】

Jiang Chengwen opened the [Y] folder
【Miss Dong】【Ye Zi】【The rest of my life】【Ordinary Road】【Inflammable and explosive】【Slow voice】

Ding Liang knew all of this.

There are also two word documents.

【Blind】【Queen of the North】

Ding Liang was taken aback for a moment, as if he had vaguely guessed something.

Jiang Chengwen opened the word [Queen of the North] and handed it to Ding Liang.

Ding Liang wanted to get the phone, but Jiang Chengwen stopped him and said, "Just look at it this way."

Ding Liang then watched the song.

"Folk songs?" Ding Liang asked.

"Correct."

Jiang Chengwen said: "It's a folk song that is more about telling, this song is very quiet."

Ding Liang then looked at the score and lyrics.

Jiang Chengwen said: "Whenever someone asks why I don't fall in love, I just prevaricate with the excuse of trouble."

"Other people began to ask me if I had ever liked anyone, and I said no lightly. Countless friends told me, maybe you haven't met someone you really like, but I couldn't tell them, in fact, I once I've come across it, so early that I haven't had time to distinguish it, and I haven't had time to figure it out."

Ding Liang listened to what Jiang Chengwen said and combined with the lyrics and the song, he seemed to hear something.

But he didn't feel that amazing.

Unlike Yezi back then, yesterday's voice was so slow that he was astonished.

"This song……"

Ding Liang thought for a while, then frowned and said, "I'm not questioning your level, but no matter how I look at it, it's not a song that can catch fire."

"I didn't say that this song will definitely become a hit."

Jiang Chengwen said: "The tone of this song is a bit deeper, and it can be regarded as a niche song."

"Ok."

Ding Liang nodded and said, "What about the other song?"

"Another song..."

Jiang Chengwen closed this word and opened another word called [Blind Man].

He said: "This song is very special, but I think it is very suitable for Qian Shaodi."

Ding Liang then looked up.

But when he saw the first few lyrics and the score, he frowned.

He said: "This score does not match the lyrics!"

Jiang Chengwen said, "Go ahead and look down."

Ding Liang didn't say anything after hearing this, and then looked down.

[The cicadas in autumn are calling, I am by the pavilion, it has just rained, I am troubled because I can’t drink, I am really reluctant to part with it, the boatman is calling to hurry up...]

He suddenly came to his senses and said, "Is this a dialect? Wait, isn't it the Yunan dialect? This is... Qianzhou dialect!?"

"Correct."

Jiang Chengwen said: "This song can only be sung in dialect to express that feeling."

Ding Liang was a little ridiculous.

In his independent impression, many dialect songs are vulgar. In fact, it is not surprising to have this idea. Under the current environment, many dialect songs on the Internet are tainted with something bad.

But Ding Liang did not make a judgment so quickly, and said, "You wait for me to see."

He continued to read word by word.

He muttered along the lyrics and combined with the score, which was quite fluent, and he felt a little funny at the beginning.

But the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Ding Liang opened his mouth, looked at Jiang Chengwen and said, "Are you sure it's these two songs?"

Jiang Chengwen nodded and said, "I'm sure."

Ding Liang took a deep breath and said, "To be honest, I didn't watch these two songs."

His words are very straightforward.

Jiang Chengwen said: "If you think it's not good, I can change it for you, but it's two songs for one song."

Ding Liang thought for a while, but hesitated.

He felt that Jiang Chengwen wouldn't cheat him, but it's better to be less personal when it comes to transactions.

But for some reason, Jiang Chengwen, who had a calm expression on his face, gave him an inexplicable confidence, as if if he really changed Ruge, he would still miss these two songs and regret it.

"Should I trust you once?" Ding Liang looked at Jiang Chengwen, as if asking for an answer.

Jiang Chengwen said: "If you think it's not good, I'll just write another song for you."

His other folder is full of hot songs.

"What about these two songs?"

"Sell it to someone else."

"Hey, what you said, can't you sell it to me?"

"Don't you know you can't have your cake and eat it too?"

In Jiang Chengwen's opinion, copying songs is already a bit unconscionable. If a song is still questioned or even discarded, it is better to find a suitable person.

"You boy."

Ding Liang smiled helplessly, but the smile suddenly faded, and he muttered: "But the more you are like this, the more I want to gamble."

There was a look unique to gambling dogs in his eyes, as if a kind of stimulation was affecting his nerves and judgment.

"Send me back."

Ding Liang said: "I'm also looking forward to these two songs now. I want to see where you come from with such confidence. How big a market can a dialect song have."

Jiang Chengwen said: "Queen of the North, you can throw it to others, but this song "Blind Man" must be sung by Qian Ananda."

"I understand." Ding Liang nodded.

Jiang Chengwen nodded.

But Ding Liang changed his voice and said, "Speaking of which, what's in your [N] folder?"

"Scrap." Jiang Chengwen said.

Ding Liang didn't quite believe it, and said, "What are you doing with these waste manuscripts?"

Jiang Chengwen said: "Songwriting also needs inspiration, and it is always useful to keep waste manuscripts."

"Can you see it?"

"No."

Ding Liang made a sharp cut and said, "Stingy."

He didn't ask you any more questions, after Jiang Chengwen sent him the score and lyrics, he went to figure it out by himself.

And Jiang Chengwen just sat in the yard and fiddled with his mobile phone.

He opened the [N] folder.

All of them are songs that have not been released yet, some have applied for copyright, and some are still idle. These songs are all songs that Jiang Chengwen recalled day after day, and then composed with his own memory .

To put it bluntly, it is also copying.

It's just a bit laborious to copy.

Jiang Chengwen turned off the phone, looked back, and saw Han Jing and Duan Fang were in the backyard, so he walked towards the backyard.

Before he got close, he heard Duan Fang's voice.

"As for the grain, it is necessary to soak the grain for about a day, let the grain absorb enough water, and cook or steam the grain. Whether it is boiled or steamed, the grain must be thoroughly matured."

"For fruit, it is necessary to wash the fruit, peel it, and mash it into a pulp. The fruit does not need to be cooked or steamed. It is a special fruit that needs to be soaked in warm water to remove the astringency of the peel, such as persimmons. It takes about a day to remove the astringency."

Han Jing nodded half-understanding, and said, "But what about the ratio of the heat to the koji?"

"The ratio of koji on the market is usually about [-] to [-] per thousand, and the amount of koji used for the wine source is [-] per thousand. As for the heat, there is a lot of attention here. Some professionals use a thermometer. But after you get used to it, you can actually know how much fire you need to use just by feeling it with your hands.”

While explaining, Duan Fang stirred the koji and grain in the barrel.

Jiang Chengwen stepped forward, smelling the sweetness of the wine koji and grain, he couldn't help saying: "This taste is really craving."

Han Jing couldn't help but pouted when she heard this, and said, "Yes, this stuff smells sweet, but the brewed one is not very tasty."

Duan Fang smiled and said, "Sweet rice wine might suit you."

Jiang Chengwen looked at Duan Fang and said, "Boss, your method should be more modern."

Duan Fang nodded and said: "Yes, this method is actually very good for brewing the base wine, but if you want a better taste, the ancient method is more suitable, but the overall process is not bad."

"Speaking of which, I can give you a taste of the rice wine I brewed earlier."

Sweet rice wine is also called fermented glutinous rice.

It can be said to be wine, but more people regard it as a kind of snack, just like cold shrimp with ice powder sold on the street. A bowl is not only sweet, but also warms the body.

Duan Fang then took out the wine.

Jiang Chengwen and Han Jing drank a small bowl each.

Han Jing said: "I have eaten rice wine before, but I feel that yours is sweeter, boss, can I have another bowl?"

"You can eat less, rice wine is also intoxicating." Jiang Chengwen said.

Han Jing gave a startled cry and said, "It's not outside."

Duan Fang said: "In the end, it can be regarded as wine. It's better to drink less. If you haven't been active for a while, you will know in a while."

The boss is right.

After drinking a small bowl, Han Jing's face gradually turned red, and her head felt a little dizzy.

She took a deep breath and said, "The strength of this wine comes very slowly."

If Jiang Chengwen hadn't stopped her from drinking, she would have been able to eat three or four bowls in just a short while, and when the wine came, she would have poured it down here.

Jiang Chengwen smiled and said, "If you like to drink, ask the boss to send some back."

"sure."

Duan Fang said: "Didn't it be agreed before, you recommend a tenant for me, I will give you a can, and leave me an address later."

Jiang Chengwen was not polite, nodded and said with a smile: "That's a good relationship."

Duan Fang smiled, and then asked: "Speaking of which, you should check out the day after tomorrow. Are you planning to go back or play for another two days?"

Jiang Chengwen couldn't help thinking when he heard this.

To be honest, he had no plan.

(End of this chapter)