Chapter 14: The Naive Young Man
Whoa, this young man!
Faced with Lin Yuan’s proactive volunteering, Old Zhou’s expression was as peculiar as everyone else’s. His mouth slightly agape, he momentarily forgot to respond, with only his brain still instinctively functioning—
Was he just calculating money?
He only planned to give the singer a 0.5% share?
Famous singers definitely don’t get such a low percentage. A 0.5% of 20% is a typical rate for a tool person, usually only accepted by small-time singers or newcomers just starting out…
No, no!
What the heck am I thinking?
Old Zhou tried hard to control his wandering thoughts and the slight twitching of his mouth.
He cleared his throat gently, choosing his words carefully: “Well, it’s good for young people to have enthusiasm, but this task isn’t something an ordinary newcomer can handle. Of course, Lin Yuan, you’re not an ordinary newcomer, but we still need to brainstorm. How about this: within a month, send me a demo. Everyone on the tenth floor must submit a demo.”
He didn’t want to dampen Lin Yuan’s enthusiasm.
In a situation where everyone else was lamenting, Lin Yuan’s willingness to step up and take on a challenging task for the composition department was commendable, so Old Zhou couldn’t bring himself to criticize him.
As for Lin Yuan’s conversation with Zheng Jing in the group chat today, Old Zhou was aware of it but didn’t blame Lin Yuan.
Because Old Zhou was familiar with several master composers in the company.
Every master composer had a peculiar personality.
Take Zheng Jing, for example. Although she’s a master composer, she doesn’t compose much and is instead obsessed with painting, even holding personal art exhibitions at her own expense—
It’s as if composing is just her side job.
Although Lin Yuan isn’t a master composer, his personality so far is no different from those master composers.
So Old Zhou wasn’t surprised.
But why is this newcomer, who doesn’t play by the rules and has a personality similar to many master composers, so eager? Is it his passion for creation or the lure of five million?
It’s suspicious no matter how you think about it.
Of course, while composing is an art, most people ultimately work for money, which is understandable.
However.
Lin Yuan pulling out a calculator to calculate the share during the meeting was probably unprecedented in the history of Starlight’s composition department.
Not just Old Zhou.
Everyone in the meeting room was full of things to say but didn’t know where to start.
Especially Wu Yong and Zheng Han, sitting next to Lin Yuan, were utterly baffled.
Recalling Lin Yuan’s chat with Zheng Jing in the group today, everyone finally reached a conclusion:
The genius young Xian Yu?
He’s just a naive young man.
Thinking this way, Lin Yuan seemed kind of cute?
At least, he’s very genuine.
As everyone thought about this, they gradually started laughing, and the atmosphere in the meeting room lightened up. Someone even joked with Lin Yuan: “Don’t forget to treat us to coffee when you get the bonus!”
“Okay.”
Lin Yuan hesitated for a long time before agreeing.
Everyone laughed even more joyfully.
There was no mockery; instead, the laughter was filled with goodwill, especially from some female members, who looked at him with gentle expressions.
After all, Lin Yuan was just a sophomore.
And a very handsome young man at that.
However, jokes aside.
No one believed Lin Yuan could actually secure this deal.
If so many ace arrangers on the tenth floor couldn’t handle it, how could Lin Yuan, a newcomer still learning sophomore-level basics, manage it?
Don’t be ridiculous.
In this meeting room, no composer would deny the excellence of “Life Like Summer Flowers.”
But those dozen or so ace composers who had their songs rejected each had more than one good song to their name.
And among their representative works, any one of them could easily match the success of “Life Like Summer Flowers”!
Otherwise, how could they be called the company’s aces?
Lin Yuan naturally didn’t know what everyone was thinking. His mind was filled with the five million, even though he could only get a 1.5% share.
After the meeting.
Lin Yuan didn’t leave immediately but asked Old Zhou, who was packing up: “Supervisor, where can I find a singer?”
“Singer?”
Old Zhou frowned and said, “Aren’t you planning to take on the Qizhou project? Your primary task now is to write a song. Only after writing a good song can you look for a singer. If the song isn’t good enough, what’s the point of finding a singer now?”
Old Zhou didn’t have high hopes for Lin Yuan writing a good song.
But he hoped Lin Yuan would understand the basic order of creation.
After all, he had expectations for Lin Yuan because Lin Yuan could write “Life Like Summer Flowers,” indicating significant potential for growth. Otherwise, why would he shamelessly ask Zhao Jue for talent?
“So after writing a good song, how do I find a singer?”
Lin Yuan had to settle for the next best thing; he couldn’t just say he already had the song written, could he?
That would be too suspicious.
Old Zhou pondered and said, “To collaborate with a singer, you generally need to coordinate with the artist department and fill out a form. If you’re looking for one of the company’s top singers, you’ll need to apply well in advance, and I’ll personally communicate with them…”
Lin Yuan nodded.
Old Zhou seemed to remember something and slapped his forehead: “I almost forgot about your relationship with Zhao Jue. Even if the project doesn’t go through, if you really want to release a song, just go directly to Zhao Jue. She manages all the singers in the company. Of course, the premise is that your song passes the company’s review and is worth releasing!”
“Oh.”
Lin Yuan nodded.
After leaving the meeting room, he returned to his seat and called Zhao Jue to inquire about finding a singer.
“Looking for a singer?”
Zhao Jue laughed, “I didn’t expect you to be so prolific. Do you already have a new work? Alright, tell me, what kind of singer are you looking for?”
“I want to find…”
Zhao Jue interrupted Lin Yuan: “Never mind, I’ll send you the profiles and audio of some new singers in the company who don’t have work recently. With your understanding of voices, you should be able to find what you need. Once you find someone, leave the rest to me. As for first-tier singers…”
“What about first-tier singers?”
“First-tier singers have high requirements for songs.”
“How high?”
“Let’s put it this way: unless your song can reach the level of ‘Life Like Summer Flowers,’ they generally won’t consider it. Typically, first-tier singers invite songs from the company’s ace composers. After all, they’re first-tier singers, and their share isn’t comparable to those below the second tier.”
Lin Yuan’s eyes were wary: “Share?”
Zhao Jue chuckled, “You didn’t think all singers only get a 0.5% of 20%, did you? That’s the price for small-time singers. High-profile singers’ shares increase, almost equal to the composer, and top-tier singers can even take 1.5% of 20%, leaving only 0.5% for the composer.”
“I want a tool person!”
Lin Yuan’s thoughts suddenly became clear.
Zhao Jue laughed, “You’ve really been influenced by that group in the composition department. I don’t know who first called our artists below the second tier ‘tool people,’ but it’s quite fitting—though I must remind you, some songs can’t be handled by small-time singers. If you grow in the future, don’t avoid collaborating with big-name singers just because of the share.”
“Okay.”
Lin Yuan said, “Thank you, Sister Zhao.”
Zhao Jue replied, “You’re welcome, bye.”
A few minutes later, Lin Yuan received a large number of audio files in his email, with profiles and audio for a total of 106 people.
Time to work.
Lin Yuan put on his headphones and listened to the voices of these 106 people one by one.
Unlike “Life Like Summer Flowers.”
The “Big Fish” he wanted to release this time wasn’t something just anyone could sing well.
Sun Yaohuo definitely wouldn’t do.
After all, not everyone is called Zhou Shen.
Lin Yuan wasn’t confident he could immediately find such a good voice, so he had to start scouting early.
If he really couldn’t find one, he had a backup plan.
That was to find a female singer with a vocal range similar to the original singer and use some technical means to make up for certain aspects—
Consider a million-dollar sound engineer.