Back to 97: Reversing the Future

Rich, no background, and I heard that it was a teacher who went to sea, isn't it just a fool?

Scholars, what kind of market can you understand, what kind of art can you understand?

Satisfied, Zhou Feng took out the cigarette case, poured out one, and stuffed it into his mouth.

While lighting a cigarette, he glanced out the door and said with a smile, "I have seen many companies in the south. Your company seems to be more professional than them, and you will be able to make a lot of money in the future!"

The fake flattery made Wen Feiran calm down a little.

He coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Zhou, what Brother Wang said is not the price."

"Brother Wang doesn't know the market. Can the price last year be the same as it is now? Go to the south and see, if you don't give 20 yuan for two songs, who will do it for you. Now we are talking about market economy, and you won't Understand."

"This……"

Wen Feiran had no choice but to secretly look at He Wentao.

But He Wentao chuckled, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, I know now, let's go."

20 for an opening song and an ending song?

Not to mention this era, even ten years later, cartoons will not have this price.

Do you really think that He Wentao has no experience?

"What?"

Zhou Feng didn't react.

He Wentao frowned and repeated: "I said, you go, I don't need such an expensive song."

"Oh, do you think it's expensive?"

Zhou Feng snorted and blew out a smoke ring: "Well, I'm also an acquaintance, 12, within a month, I'll fix it for you."

Hearing this, Wen Feiran was secretly relieved.

All of a sudden, there was a loss of 3 yuan.

He quickly looked at He Wentao, wanting He Wentao to lower the price.

He Wentao waved his hand.

"12 is too expensive, a month is too long, you go, I'll find someone else."

"Looking for someone else? Let me tell you, there are a lot of fakes on the market now, and they say they are cheap and fast. At that time, it is possible for the money to run away. It was me, Brother Wang, who introduced me, reputation and level. All guaranteed!"

He Wentao stood up and looked at Zhou Feng: "Dude, you don't understand me, right? Let me tell you the truth, I just doubt your level!"

Seeing one pitfall after another, He Wentao really didn't believe the opponent's level.

"Level? Are you fucking questioning my level?"

Zhou Feng jumped straight away, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, pointed at He Wentao and said, "Do you know what level I am, Zhou Feng? I went to Xiangjiang last year, and even Teresa Teng asked me to write a song for her!"

"Teng Lijun passed away the year before last."

He Wentao smiled lightly, which made Zhou Feng extremely embarrassed.

"That... I... I remember wrongly, it's Liu..."

"Okay, let's go where we came from."

He Wentao waved his hand in disgust.

This man is full of lies, just wasting his time.

Zhou Feng was a little flustered, and he quickly said: "Brother, let's do this, I'll give you a little price, 8, [-] for two songs, I'll fix it for you in a month, how about it?"

"One month? The daylily is cold in one month."

"That half a month, half a month..."

"Old Lu, come here."

He Wentao interrupted him directly, and shouted towards the office area.

Soon, a gray-haired man in his fifties walked over. It was Lu Zeping.

Lu Zeping also came from the Shanghai Film Studio, introduced by several other people, and is responsible for the soundtrack and arrangement of cartoons.

When he came to He Wentao, he seemed a little humble.

He bowed slightly and asked, "Mr. He, what's your order?"

"Come with me to the dubbing room, let's play the theme song."

"Huh? Mr. He, I'm not very good at composing music and writing lyrics."

"Hahaha……"

Zhou Feng, who was left on the sidelines, suddenly laughed: "Mr. He, professional matters must be left to professional people. Don't embarrass such an uncle, I..."

"I didn't ask you to do it, I will do it, and you are responsible for recording it."

"what?"

Lu Zeping was even more confused.

Not only Lu Zeping, but also Wen Feiran and others all looked confused.

He Wentao wrote the lyrics himself?

What's the situation?

Wen Feiran was only stunned for a while, and quickly said: "Mr. He, let others do this trivial matter."

He's hard to say, don't screw up the whole cartoon.

The initial investment was hundreds of thousands, and the airs had already been set up. When He Wentao suddenly made such a fuss, Wen Feiran was really afraid of what He Wentao would do if his mind got hot.

"It's okay, I'll try it, what if it works?"

He Wentao pulled Lu Zeping into the dubbing room.

Outside the door, everyone was quiet.

After a while, Zhou Feng sneered and said, "The boss wrote the lyrics and composed the music himself. It's really new. Your company is just for fun, right? I'd like to see what you can come up with!"

These words seemed to hit Wen Feiran's heart.

He is really worried now that He Wentao started a company just for fun.

He Wentao can spend money to make fun of this, but with so many employees, they really put their heart and soul into it!

Moreover, several people in the Shanghai Film Studio were left without pay because of his favor.If the company collapsed, how would he explain it?

For a moment, Wen Feiran was full of thoughts.

He Wentao didn't care what those people outside thought.

The theme song of "Blue Cat's Naughty Three Thousand Questions" is the childhood memory of many people, and he is really reluctant to destroy it if he can keep it.

"Old Lu, let me sing, can you memorize the tune through your voice?"

"Ah? Mr. He, why don't you sing directly?"

"Yes, you can?"

"Success, this is the basic skill."

Lu Zeping responded, brushing and drawing five straight lines.

It is a basic skill to mark the tune with the stave.But in later generations, many masters can't even recognize the staff.

He Wentao cleared his throat and started singing directly.

"As high as the sky, as thick as the earth. As high as the sky, as thick as the earth."

"The stars blink, and the moon draws question marks. The comet drags its long tail...Old Lu, why don't you remember?"

Lu Zeping was already stunned.

He was ready to suffer, but when He Wentao started singing, it was beyond his expectation.

Children's songs, just catchy.The lyrics are simple and easy to remember.

And what He Wentao sang not only fits, but also the lyrics are obviously very suitable for the positioning of "Three Thousand Questions of Naughty Blue Cat".

This... was this prepared a long time ago?

Seeing He Wentao looking at him, Lu Zeping quickly calmed down and said, "I'm sorry, I was distracted, Mr. He..."

"It's okay, I'll do it again. How high is the sky, how thick is the ground..."

As He Wentao began to sing, Lu Zeping quickly marked the notes on the staff.

He Wentao sang it only twice, and Lu Zeping marked the whole song.

He Wentao wrote down the lyrics again.

Then, Lu Zeping modified the song a little, sang it himself, and applauded immediately.

"Mr. He, you wrote this theme song, as if it came out with our cartoon!"

He Wentao laughed.

Didn't they come out together?

"Let's call this song "The Earth is Thick and the Sky is High". When the time comes, the Children's Palace will find a choir and sing it for some money. It's the ending song..."

He Wentao doesn't remember the ending song.

Lu Zeping quickly made a move: "Mr. He, you can use this song at the beginning and end of the film."

"Okay, that's it!"

Saved tens of thousands, comfortable.