My Elder Sister is a Superstar

Huang Yuteng was so stunned that he thought Qin Ze could deal with it with a saliva song at most, but after listening to this song, it was not a saliva song.

Fine works are no problem. No, fine works in fine works.

This kind of song can not only be released immediately, but also last for a long time. Even if you listen to it many years later, you still feel good. Unlike saliva songs, single cycles for a few days, and you're bored and don't want to see it.

Huang Yuteng found Xu Jiao's eyes bright and frightening, and his mouth hummed gently, which was the rhythm of Qin Ze's song.

Not only her, Xu Lu, who is at the same table, several singers next door, but also in the distance, these faces are full of hope and excitement. While chewing lyrics and songs, he looked at the stage cautiously.

Such a song, of course, no one wants to give up.

The male host said, "thank you for the song president Qin brought us. It's called" don't talk ", right? Thank you!"

The artists applaud and cooperate.

"But there is one thing to ask. How does president Qin plan to sell it?"

The host said what everyone wanted to know.

"The starting price is 1.5 million, and each increase shall not be less than 100000." Qin zedao.

A stone stirred thousands of waves, and the field was slightly boiling and whispering.

This price is obviously higher than their expectations, and much higher.

Nowadays, there are few gold medal composers in the entertainment industry. The most famous ones are in Baodao and Xiangjiang, who have cooperated with the queen of heaven in the 1990s. They charge 60000 to 100000 for filling in a song or word.

This is the top composer and the bottom songwriter. Thank God for thousands of songs.

Qin Ze's words, it doesn't matter if the price is several times higher. Singers always prefer talented fast shooters.

But this price is too exaggerated. It's 1.5 million at a low price, and the price should not be less than 100000 each time. Even stars who smell of copper find it difficult to accept.

"Because it's a charity party, is it reasonable to open a high price recklessly..."

Many charity parties have auctions, and only on this occasion can they sell ten times the price of the item itself. It doesn't matter what you sell. What matters is donations.

"Gee, it is estimated that most of the singers will withdraw from the auction."

"It's not worth it."

"It depends. It's acceptable within twomillion."

More active minded, they want to narrow the relationship with Qin Ze through bidding.

"All rights reserved." Qin Ze added.

"..." all rights reserved?

People suddenly realized that this was reasonable. If it was all copyrights, with the words "produced by Qin Ze" and the quality of this song, such an auction method was completely OK.

The scene immediately became popular, and excitement flared up again in the eyes of the stars.

The income of the composer is more than filling in songs and lyrics. There is a cooperative relationship between well-known songwriters and singers. They write songs and songs, and singers sing them. It's hot, and all kinds of copyright fees are particularly refreshing.

And this kind of income is a long stream, such as KTV VOD, website download, album resale and so on. There are also royalties paid by Chinese platforms such as Yidong every year. That's why some singers and songwriters can eat a song for a lifetime.

"Well, let's start." Qin Ze looks at the male host.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's simplify everything. When bidding, everyone shout slowly and quietly, otherwise we can't see it, and we won't shout during the countdown, which will give you enough time." The male host said.

"1.6 million." Huang Yuteng raised his hand and shouted.

The voice is clear and audible. It can't be denied that the quality of the star group is absolutely one of the best in the whole social group, at least on the table.

Such a large venue, it's quiet when you say it's quiet.

"1.7 million."

The second bidder is Xu Jiao.

As the boy and girl under Qin Ze, they are very conscientious in their support.

By the way, if the final price is within the acceptable range, they will fight. If not, they are different from other artists. Other singers are hard to find a song, and they do not lack the rain and dew of Qin Ze.

We are different.

"1.8 million."

At the same table, Xu Lu bid loudly.

"1.9 million."

......

"Twomillion."

......

"2.1 million."

Bidding has been heard one after another.

Qin Ze stood on the stage and was very satisfied with the enthusiastic bidding of the artists. At ordinary times, he saved points and carefully pulled his hands. Only in this way could he be willing to be generous.

At least he is the successor of communism. Of course, it is incumbent on him to help when society is in trouble. I live next door and my surname is Wang.

By now, the bidding has reached three million yuan, which is very cost-effective, isn't it? It's only 30 points, and it doesn't lose anything.

If Qin Ze really wants to donate five million yuan at one go, he still has to hesitate. Although I am the successor of communism, the fact that the country tried hard to kill me at that time cannot be erased.

It doesn't seem right. The "I" the country wants to kill has died for 24 years.

Sure enough, there was no good end to walking against the sky. Under the illumination of the national emblem, animals were suppressed and could not become fine, not to mention a mere "Qin Ze".

At last, the auction was sold for $5 million, and was auctioned by a small fresh meat. With a happy face, he came to the stage and shook hands with Qin Ze.

The money should be paid by the entertainment company directly to the foundation, but in the name of Qin Ze.

"Thank you, President Qin. Thank you for the opportunity this charity dinner gave me."

The little fresh meat laughed, and the two apple muscles filled with hyaluronic acid were particularly happy.

Five hundred thousand is a song. No one may believe it when it is said. I feel that it is time for the audience to be shocked.

At first glance, it doesn't seem to be worth so much money, but this is a charity dinner. You can understand it.

And in fact, it makes money. First of all, Qin Ze's "brand" effect is doomed to be widely concerned, and then there are various royalties. With the help of small fresh meat, it can earn a wave of popularity and popularity. There are a lot of them, and the value must be more than fivemillion.

"I'll have the lyrics and songs delivered to you later." Qin zedao.

"Okay, okay." Little fresh meat nodded hard and couldn't help shaking hands with Qin Ze.

Another interesting thing is that although xiaoxianrou's acting skills have been roast, his quality is higher than that of the older generation and the second generation of artists.

At least in the past few years of the rise of small fresh meat, I have never seen any small fresh meat boasting and arrogant. He is modest in the circle.

Qin Ze and the one in front of him are small fresh meat, but there is an essential difference. He frankly accepts the respectful gesture of small fresh meat.

The charity dinner ended at 10 o'clock, and the stars left one after another.

In the nanny's car, Xu Jiao's tone was slightly unwilling: "Mr. Qin, you are really a big hand. For such a song, you can donate as soon as you say."

In her opinion, it's obviously worthless. Qin Ze doesn't lack millions, and donating money is better than donating songs.

Donating songs will lose a lot, not only money, but also many hidden benefits. For example, it will bring huge popularity to singers.

Many singers rely on one song for a lifetime. Many years later, some people still remember their names.

"Give back to society." Qin Ze said.

Five million, if you add the previous two million, it's seven million. Not to mention his sister, he has to die of heartache. Donating songs is less painful. After all, it's not real money. Besides, it's actually about 30 points.

Xu Jiao quietly rolled her eyes. She painted brown eye shadow and dotted a pair of eyes very colorful, charming and beautiful. After thinking about it, she burst out laughing again.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Does Qin always have a girlfriend?"

"Yes."

"Oh."

Qin Ze looked at her suspiciously and wondered what she wanted to say.

"I just suddenly thought that if Mr. Qin is an ordinary songwriter, with this talent alone, he can make many girlfriends in the entertainment industry."

"How do you know I have many girlfriends?"

"Ah?" Xu Jiao was stunned for a moment and opened her eyes wide: "there are several girlfriends."

The tone is gossip.

"I'm kidding. I don't have a girlfriend." Qin zedao.

It's hard to say too much. This girl has a good relationship with Qin Baobao. What if she slips the tongue one day.

A wise man who worries a lot must make a mistake. Many people who calculate the sky and the earth often end up with a miserable end because of a small negligence.

"Cheat." Xu Jiao wrinkled her nose.

"Single dog, no girlfriend."

"Don't slander the dog. The dog is not single. My two Teddies work every day."

Hey, this girl has a sharp tongue. How can you embarrass a single dog? Even a dog is inferior to you.

"What a coincidence, I don't have a boyfriend." Xu Jiao's smile is implicit and sweet, but her eyes are very bold. It's a kind of eyes that "you chase me, chase me, and I'll follow".

Qin Ze has seen many similar eyes. He is young, handsome, talented, rich and famous. The fifth king of diamonds is not enough to describe him, and the king of salted fish of diamonds is almost the same. Therefore, his girlfriend has always been a fan, coveted by all kinds of heroines.

Qin Ze himself often laments: I bear the handsome that I shouldn't have at this age.

Qin Ze pretended not to understand the meaning in Xu Jiao's eyes: "start preparing a single album next month."

Although I shot you innocent, I cherish essence. It's hard to buy ten drops of essence every inch of time.

"I see." Xu Jiao curled her lips and said, "I practice singing again every day."

"You don't understand what I mean," Qin Ze said. "I mean, if you take more work this month and make an album next month, you have to make up for the loss."

"...." Xu Jiao muttered, "pickpocket boss."

When the business car drove into a villa area, Qin Ze personally sent her to the door of her home. Xu Jiao stood in front of the iron gate, her skirt fluttering and waved goodbye.