"Such a high request?!".

When Yang Sheng heard Qin Wen's request for the first time, he was also directly stunned.

"Although all three of his pieces are masterworks, the asking price can't be so high, right?".

"Forget one million, and the share will be fifty percent!".

The agent said: "It takes Sancheng to find other music fathers, but Honglu has all the lyrics and songs, which means that he will directly hand over a written song to us." "

"Although the asking price is a little higher, the lyrics and music are definitely very suitable. "

Yang Sheng nodded.

Even if you are looking for Qu Dad to compose, you always need to fill in the lyrics for a song, right?

It's also an expense for the company.

Because you can't just find someone to fill in the lyrics, won't that ruin the song that Qu Dad worked so hard to make?

Looking for a master lyricist is also quite expensive.

"What does the company say?" asked Yang Sheng.

"It's still in a meeting to discuss, and it is estimated that it will take less than half an hour to get the results. "

Yang Sheng nodded, didn't speak, and sat with his agent to wait for the news of the meeting.

"Toot ~".

A message was sent.

The agent picked up the phone and looked at it, raised his eyebrows, and said to Yang Sheng: "The company agreed." "

"Agreed??".

Yang Sheng really didn't expect it, because Honglu's requirements were indeed quite high.

And although he is identified as a Qu Dad, he has not actually written pop songs.

The true level is not entirely certain.

The agent explained: "The company also hopes that you can get back on fire, so this time it is specially given you a chance." "

Yang Sheng was silent.

When he first debuted, he was very popular for a while because of his very clear voice and talent in high notes.

I thought it would continue to be popular, but I didn't expect it to disappear from everyone over time.

Now there's another chance, can you grasp it?

The agent didn't think as much as Yang Sheng thought, he added Honglu's contact information, and then sent a message:

"Teacher Honglu, we can accept your request, and then please help Yang Sheng customize a song. "

"What are the specific requirements?" Qin Wen replied.

"He has a good voice, the treble is first-class, penetrating and ethereal, so if you ask for it, try to be as difficult as possible, reflecting a bit of his voice. "

"In other words, as hard as it can be?"

"I can think so, as long as it is a high note that can be sung by a domestic male singer, Yang Sheng is basically no problem. "

The agent is very confident in Yang Sheng.

Qin Wen understood.

So after receiving the contract and deposit from there, Qin Wen began to search for songs in his mind.

After thinking about it, he chose a song.

It's as hard as it can be, isn't it?

Let's have a good experience!

......

Jiangshi Asuka Publishing House.

Editor Heisumi sat in his office chair as usual, reading the submission while drinking a hot drink.

"Hmm, "No One Survives"?".

"Suspenseful ......

".

He skimmed through the letter from the author, whose name was White Cliff, and then began to read the manuscript.

"Good guy, introduce several different characters in turn, and add psychological descriptions, is it such a bold creative technique?".

Heisumi was a little surprised.

Because most novels are written around a single protagonist.

Around the protagonist, there are his friends and enemies.

The actions of the protagonist constantly drive the storyline, which is the way to write a general suspense novel.

Pingcheng did not directly decide whether "White Cliff" was good or bad to write like this, but continued to read it.

"Hiss~ this nursery rhyme! The scalp is a little numb!".

"One after another is finished, who is the murderer left?".

"There are only two people left, and it seems that the murderer is ...... among them".

"Uh-huh, what? all dead!!

".

Pingcheng's whole body cracked.

As the deputy commissioner who investigates the case in the novel says:

"It's incredible – it's just impossible. Ten people were killed on a bare island - we don't know who did it, why it was done, and how it was done. "

There is still a small stack of manuscripts left.

Heisumi didn't rush to look at it.

He was thinking.

He wanted to see if he could guess who the killer was.

"Could it be a conspiracy, there are eleven people on the island?"

"That's not the case, it's too cliché to write like that. "

"Who the hell is that?".

Heisumi carefully recalled each character in the book, but in the end he still didn't guess it, and finally gave up.

"I can't think of it, I really can't think of it!"

Heisumi couldn't help but start looking at the contents of the remaining manuscripts on the table.

"I see, so it is!!".

"It's all right?!".

"There was a man who faked his death and finally killed himself after killing the others?!!."

A sentence flashed directly through Pingcheng's mind:

"It is not the murderer who dies in the end, but the murderer does die in the end!".

He stood up with some excitement and walked up and down the chair.

"This novel definitely has the potential to become a classic!".

"If it weren't for the final revelation, I wouldn't have figured out who the murderer was. "

"Island crime, nursery rhyme mode...... The author's brain hole and creativity are really big. "

"Even the novel is a good fit for a movie. "

"Wonderful!".

Heisumi laughed.

He felt that his good fortune had finally come.

"I wanted to make a bestseller, but now I finally see hope!"

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