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Xia Fan believes that it is a wise move to have a good relationship with Wang Xiaoming when he has a contract dispute with the company.
However, he still had some doubts in his heart: "Brother Xiaoming, it's not difficult to find someone to write a song for you with your resources, right? Why did you think of me?"
Wang Xiaoming smiled dumbly: "Actually, actors at our level have basically released several singles, but do you have any impressions?"
Xia Fan looked confused and tried to remember, but found that he couldn't remember any single released by "The Leader".
It seems that it is really muddled to the center of the earth.
"The songs written by the musicians in my company are not suitable for the stage of "Lang Ge"."
Wang Xiaoming held the cup and slowly shook his head: "What they wrote is either a guava love song or a TV drama theme song, which is not what I want."
Indeed, the few songs Xia Fan has come up with so far are very suitable for the stage of "Brother Lang".
"What styles does Brother Xiaoming want?"
"The lyrics should be very upbeat, cheerful, brisk and catchy." Wang Xiaoming thought for a while while stroking his chin, and then said, "It can also form a good interaction with the audience."
"The lyrics don't matter, as long as the effect is good. By the way, what I need is a complete song, not just a few lines like Du Xiaotian. I will definitely not treat you badly in terms of price."
Xia Fan was also anxious to raise money to find a lawyer. After thinking about it, he already had an idea in mind: "There is a song that should be suitable for Brother Xiaoming to perform in the finals. I will go back and sort it out for you."
"Okay, I'll leave this matter to Xiao Xia." Wang Xiaoming stood up and took the initiative to shake hands with Xia Fan, "There are several full-time lawyers in my company who study artist contracts all year round. Would you like to introduce them to you?"
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Of course he was anxious, Xia Fan couldn't wait to regain his freedom in the next second.
Thinking about yesterday¡¯s performance, the lyrics and music of the song were composed by himself, the arrangement was borrowed from the program team, and he sang the entire song a cappella by himself.
What¡¯s more important is that this performance came to me and was not arranged by the company.
As a result, out of a performance remuneration of 100,000 yuan, I could only get 10,000 yuan, and 90,000 yuan was wasted by the company!
This contract was full of pitfalls, and Xia Fan's heart was bleeding.
After saying goodbye to Wang Xiaoming, he ran back to his accommodation without stopping, opened the kitchen door and took out a mini laptop.
This should be the most valuable item in his hand.
Xia Fan opened his notebook and opened an electronic document called "Collection of Chinese Prose" in the directory of drive d.
Xia Fan specially set a password for this electronic document: hyytljr.
After entering the document, there were many words densely packed inside. Xia Fan had written down some golden songs from another time and space.
It is said that a good memory is not as good as a bad writing.
The lyrics were not written to music because the melodies were already in his head.
Whenever and wherever he sees these lyrics, a melody will automatically form in his mind. This is considered muscle memory and there is no need to worry about it being forgotten.
"If one day the notebook is lost due to an accident, even if the person who finds it understands music and cracks the password, it will be impossible to restore the original music score of these lyrics.
But Xia Fan is different. When he wants to use a certain song, he can pick up the score at any time.
"Which song should I find for Brother Xiaoming?" Xia Fan's eyes wandered, looking for the target in the ocean of song libraries.
This song does not need to be high-end, it is ordinary, but it can ignite the atmosphere of the scene, mobilize the audience's emotions, and successfully send "Master Wang" to the championship of "Brother Lang". There should not be too many doubts from the outside world.
After looking around, Xia Fan scratched his forehead in annoyance, but there seemed to be nothing suitable.
Actually, it¡¯s not easy to find songs like this. They need to burst the scene, but they also need to be easy to play and easy to play.
In the previous rounds, Xia Fan had silently observed Wang Xiaoming¡¯s singing skills and was really a bit unflattering. In a live broadcast, if the song is a little difficult, the leader will most likely have a rollover accident.
"He's a little different from Du Xiaotian's situation back then" Xia Fan patted his forehead, "That guy was dismissed with just a few lyrics. Brother Xiaoming went for the championship."
etc! Du Xiaotian?
He suddenly remembered that when he helped Du Xiaotian choose songs, there were a few songsSelect a track. Xia Fan didn't plan to sing these songs himself, so he didn't save them in his notebook.
He rummaged through the boxes and found the small piece of paper hidden in the drawer with some lyrics written on it.
Xia Fan moved the corner of his mouth slightly, recited it carefully and silently, simulated a picture in his mind, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"This song "Little Apple" should suit him." He was a little happy.
Thinking of Wang Xiaoming dancing while singing "Little Apple", Xia Fan's smile gradually brightened.
That¡¯s right, I chose this song.
Xia Fan believes that there is nothing more suitable for Lang Ge's stage than "Little Apple", but Wang Xiaoming still needs to be matched with a dance set. He frowned and thought for a while
The original version of "Little Apple" was a duet by two people. In order to suit the solo performance, Xia Fan made some adjustments to the lyrics.
The music score of this song is very simple with a four-four beat rhythm. It didn't take him much time to pick up the music score in a few strokes, and then spent a few minutes to complete the registration with the Chinese Music Association.
Copyright law stipulates that commercial transactions can only be carried out after the song is registered, so Xia Fan had to do this step.
Although he has not yet met Wang Xiaoming, he is not worried that the other party will reject the song.
With its catchy lyrics, magical melody, and easy singing, this song was almost tailor-made for him on the "Lang Ge" stage.
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That night, Wang Xiaoming, who was already waiting a little impatiently, called Xia Fan to the rehearsal room.
Xia Fan also threw the song directly to the leader without saying a word.
"The title of the song is "Little Apple"?" Wang Xiaoming looked puzzled and began to recite the lyrics silently.
It¡¯s just reciting, not humming, but that¡¯s all. The more he recited it, the ¡°evil¡± smile on his lips became thicker.
The lyrics of this song are exactly as he requested in advance, with a earthy flavor! It's not much better than that song "Brother's Chest Muscles".
"How to sing?" Wang Xiaoming asked after reading the lyrics.
Although Xia Fan had marked the music score, the leader didn't know how to read it, so he had to teach it step by step.
"Sing like this! Let me demonstrate the chorus first." Xia Fan cleared his throat.
"You are my little apple
¡°There is no way I can love you too much¡±
Wang Xiaoming gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "It sounds great. This song is simply magical. It's better than the songs I sang before!"
"Hey, Brother Xiaoming, this is a divine song tailor-made for you!"