The God of Songs starts from the live broadcast

Chapter 29 100 million!

After expressing a wave of Xinghe Liquor, Zheng Fan read the rest of the reply letter, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he clicked agree at the bottom and sent it back to the program team.

Zheng Fan: "By the way, I have to tell everyone that when I participate in the program, the time for the live broadcast may not be certain. Please bear with me."

Because if he was going to compete, he would definitely have to follow the arrangement of the program team in terms of time, so Zheng Fan vaccinated the audience in the live broadcast room in advance.

"That won't work, what does your participation in the show, Zheng Fan, have to do with my singing brother Fan?"

"Upstairs Ning is bringing a logician?"

"I'll let you go if you give out red envelopes."

"What kind of program are you participating in? I advise the anchor not to want to make a debut. My uncle is an assistant director. He told me that the entertainment industry is very deep."

"In? May I ask if uncle has any resources?"

Looking at the barrage, Zheng Fan smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone, I will definitely give you red envelopes after I finish participating in the show. It's not appropriate to give out red envelopes now, it seems too crazy."

Panlongdj.com presented Super Rocket X1 to the anchor
Zheng Fan: "Hey, thanks to Panlong for being super popular, Panlong, I heard that your website has made a lot of money recently, how much did you earn?"

A few days ago, Beaulieu bought Zheng Fan's DJ adaptation rights for five songs at a price of 1 yuan, and then put them on the website for paid downloads.

Zheng Fan specifically asked not to make the fee too high, so the original download fee of [-] cents per song was reduced to [-] cents.

In just a few days, the downloads of the five songs basically exceeded [-], especially Baihuaxiang, which was nearly [-] downloads.

From this point of view, it won't take long for the DJ adaptation fee purchased from Zheng Fan to be fully earned back, and it will be net income in the future.

So basically every time Zheng Fan starts broadcasting, Panlong.com will come to make a super fire, and establish a good relationship with Zheng Fan.

Panlongdj.com presented Super Rocket X1 to the anchor
Zheng Fan: "Thank you Beaulieu, thank you Beaulieu for being super popular, oh, Beaulieu, why are you so generous today."

Panlong dj.com: "Brother has time to look at WeChat, I sent you a message but you didn't reply."

Zheng Fan: "Okay, okay, I'll watch it after the broadcast."

"Okay, things are almost done, let me start singing for everyone, friends who don't follow can click follow."

After clicking on the accompaniment, Zheng Fan began to sing the song while the characteristics of emotional rendering came into play.

When he sings cheerful love songs, the audience will unconsciously smile.

And when he sings sad songs, the audience also has a sad feeling.

Monster Headquarters.

"How's the data?"

Wang Fang walked to the back of the staff and asked.

"According to the data chart sent by the data observation department, compared with yesterday, the number of followers has increased by 30.00%. Now the number of followers is close to 12, and the number of online users has reached a maximum of 20. It is recommended that the equipment management side give him Replace the dedicated server."

Listening to the staff's answer, Wang Fang nodded. There is still one more day tomorrow. If it can reach 15 people's attention, it means that the promotion is successful.

It seems that reaching 15 is no problem.

Wang Fang: "Continue to observe and let me know if there is any situation."

Patting the staff on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement, Wang Fang walked out of the office in a good mood, walked into the elevator, and pressed the eleventh floor, which is the floor of the data observation department.

"Well, I decided not to wash this dress."

The man with glasses said to the colleague next to him with a wretched face.

In exchange for a middle finger.

"My little Zhiwei, did you participate in a multiplayer event last night? Why are you so lethargic?"

Seeing the dark circles under Lin Zhiwei's face that she had hardly seen before, Wang Fang joked.

Lin Zhiwei, who was resting with his eyes closed, frowned slightly, and just about to get angry when he heard Wang Fang's voice, and said helplessly, "Hey, my dear sister, I was just confused for a while, and I was just thinking about going down to find you, It's just right that you're here."

Wang Fang sat on Lin Zhiwei's desk, put her two round long legs together, and said with a smile, "Why do you want me?"

Lin Zhiwei sat up, took a sip of the cold tea, and said, "Last night, a friend from an entertainment company contacted me, saying that he wanted Zheng Fan to help her company's artists write some songs. I don't want to discuss it with you." Do you want to discuss it?"

Wang Fang: "Is there a need to discuss this? Just ask Zheng Fan not to write. Anyway, it's not bad to start an entertainment company. You can kill her for a fortune."

Lin Zhiwei smiled wryly: "It's just that the money is as simple as that. Do you know how much she gave me?"

"How much?" Wang Fang was not only curious when she heard this.

Lin Zhiwei stretched out a finger and shook it.

"One hundred thousand? I'm dreaming, how can anyone bully people like this."

"It's 100 million! A song is 100 million, as long as it can meet the standard of Zheng Fan's current song, as much as you want!"

"In addition, if Zheng Fan writes a song, I still have a bonus fee of 10 yuan, which is equivalent to 110 million yuan for a song!"

"what?"

Even Wang Fang, who has seen all kinds of big scenes, was shocked by the price.

"It shouldn't be so expensive, could it be..."

As soon as her thoughts changed, Wang Fang thought of the problem.

"That's right, she wants all the copyrights of this song, including the lyrics, composition, and original singing, which means that after the song is sold, it will have nothing to do with Zheng Fan at all."

Lin Zhiwei smiled wryly again.

You know, as an anchor who relies on original music for a living, Zheng Fan must attach great importance to the ownership of songs.

Because original songs are what he relies on to become famous and rich.

This can be seen from the cooperation between Zheng Fan and Mo Luoli. Although Zheng Fan only received 6 yuan, Mo Luoli wanted to give him 50 yuan at the time, and Mo Luoli only had the original singing rights. The copyright is still in the hands of Zheng Fan.

"Hiss, the price is not low, the key is whether Zheng Fan can agree." Wang Fang sucked her teeth, feeling a little headache for Lin Zhiwei.

Lin Zhiwei jokingly said: "That's right, this is the crux of the problem. If I had known today, I would have given that kid some sweets when we first met, and it wouldn't have been so difficult."

It's not that Lin Zhiwei doesn't know how valuable the ownership of a song is to an original musician. Under the premise that she knows this, she still wants to seduce her, which can only mean that the person who is looking for her is extraordinary.

"My friend, how should I put it, she helped me a lot in the past. It can be said that saving my life is not an exaggeration, and she is also related to the vice president of our company. Even if I disagree, she will go to the vice president. It’s up to us both.”

"I shouldn't have gone with you in the first place."

Lin Zhiwei was paralyzed in the soft boss chair, and said in thoughts.

Because it was Wang Fang and Lin Zhiwei who signed the contract with Zheng Fan at that time, so if there is a problem involving Zheng Fan, the company's executives will definitely find them.

"Then what can I do? Just ask Zheng Fan. It's useless to just think about it. If it doesn't work, just do what you said and seduce him. I guarantee you that he will definitely take the bait, and you won't lose money, man. Zheng Fan is young and strong. If you do the math, you can get one hundred thousand for one song. When the time comes, you can give him some advice and ask him to write more songs. Then wouldn’t you..."

Hearing that she was involved, Wang Fang quickly gave her some sexy ideas.

"Fuck you, watch me grab X Dragon Claw Hand."

Hearing Wang Fang start a nasty joke, Lin Zhiwei stood up from the boss chair, stretched out his claws and grabbed Wang Fang.

"Haha, don't make trouble, the post I brought today, ouch..."

(End of this chapter)