Huajiao is going crazy. Wu Ziyi’s hot searches have not come down in the past few days, and the data has exploded.

Unlike those entertainers in the entertainment industry, Wu Ziyi is an athlete. Under Wu Ziyi's instructions, Huajiao has never bought followers or hot searches. These data and traffic are all real.

With the development of the Internet industry, various brands have gained a certain understanding of network traffic. Sometimes, although it is known that artists in the entertainment industry will buy fans, buy hot searches, or even buy negative fans to provoke netizens to antagonize, traffic is traffic.

, after all, anti-fans are also fans.

Therefore, it is even more evident how valuable Wu Ziyi is. Such a clean, high-quality athlete with the word "flow" written all over his body is the spokesperson that every brand dreams of.

"Ah? Don't answer?" Huajiao couldn't understand, "Oh, my boss, your data has exploded now! How many singers, actors, and artists want to spend money to create news like yours, but they don't have the means!

you......"

Wu Ziyi knew that Huajiao still didn't have enough vision. He had been in the entertainment industry for too long, and he still couldn't change his mind for a while. He asked: "Am I short of money?"

"Um... short of it?" Huajiao looked at Wu Ziyi's face carefully, "Or, not short of it?"

"Of course there is no shortage. I still have almost 10 million in hand and no place to spend it! It's still a long time before the World Championships. We can wait until after the World Championships to talk about endorsements. I'm a sprinter and I don't compete in anything.

Important, you use the studio account to send a message and tell me what I mean. I'm going to bed."

Wu Ziyi dragged his slightly tired body to sleep, while Su Bingtian boarded the Yanjing flight to Seattle at night. His destination was Eugene, Oregon, USA.

After the silence of the night, early the next morning, reports that Wu Ziyi broke 10 were spread all over the major TV stations and various online platforms. Even Hanguo and Riben next door were rushing to report the news.

Wherever there is praise, doubts are inevitable. Wu Ziyi's final reply to the provocative reporter, "Give me one year, 9 seconds and 85!" is naturally a good target for questioning.

But Wu Ziyi didn't care about these doubts at all. He dared to say this without fear of being questioned.

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"Finally I've waited for you. I made an appointment with you at the end of February. It's not easy to meet me until May 23rd." Li Jian welcomed Wu Ziyi and Huajiao into the door, "You don't need to change your shoes, just feel free to do it."

good."

Wu Ziyi entered Li Jian's house with strong curiosity. After entering the living room, he could see many books at first glance. Most of them were neatly placed on the bookshelf, and a few were scattered on the coffee table, desk and other places.

Li Jian saw Wu Ziyi's curiosity. He pulled out a book from the bookshelf, put it in a beautiful bag and handed it to Wu Ziyi: "It's our first time meeting you. I'm giving you a small gift. I hope you like it."

Wu Ziyi took out the book and looked at it. It was "The Book of Desire" by Leonard Cohen. "Isn't this the one...?"

"Yes, I wore it when I sang "Gyroscope"," Li Jian replied with a smile, "I see you recommend my songs to everyone on your scarf every issue, it's like giving you a special gift."

Wu Ziyi couldn't put it down, "Brother Jian, you don't know, this book has been sold out since you brought it to the stage. You can't even buy it in bookstores."

"It means they printed too few copies, hahahaha."

Wu Ziyi happily accepted the gift, then took a gift bag from Huajiao and handed it to Li Jian: "Brother Jian, this is the mobile phone I endorse. You have to accept it. Our fans always think about it and say

You don’t even use a smartphone.”

Li Jian also happily accepted Wu Ziyi's gift, placed it on the coffee table, and invited the two of them to sit down.

"Actually, I also have a smartphone, but after using it, I found that it is of no use to me. I think that a mobile phone can make calls and send text messages, which is enough. I have time to read news and read e-books on the phone, why not

Go buy newspapers and physical books, right?"

Li Jian's thoughts reveal a "retro" style and he does not follow the trend. This is one of the reasons why Wu Ziyi likes him.

After chatting for a while, Wu Ziyi took out a sheet of music and handed it to Li Jian: "Brother Jian, help me see how I wrote the lyrics for this song?"

Li Jian took the sheet music and read it for a while, then sung it a cappella with his hands: "I once struggled to extricate myself from the vastness of the world, and indulged myself in talking in my sleep. I couldn't tell the truth or lie, I didn't struggle, I wasn't afraid of jokes... This is

That song "Jealous", did you fill in the lyrics?"

Wu Ziyi's face turned red. This is not filling in, this is copying.

Touching his nose, he replied: "Well, yes, my girlfriend really likes this song, so I wrote the lyrics and wanted to find an opportunity to record it and give it to her."

Li Jian was a little surprised: "You want to sing it yourself? Are you going to keep it for yourself or release it?"

"It's the best that I can send. Can Mr. Li Jian give me some advice?" How can Huajiao miss this opportunity? Li Jian's big advantage lies in front of him. If he can trick Li Jian into arranging or even producing, that would be great.

Li Jian did not answer immediately. Instead, he read the music score carefully and then asked: "Can you sing this tune?"

Wu Ziyi knew what Li Jian was talking about, "If you lower it to A, the hard top can hold up, but it will definitely not sound good when recorded. My idea is to lower it by half a key and become G4."

"Hey, do you still know music theory?"

Wu Ziyi waved his hand: "No, no, I just like to listen to music. I just learned a few, and I just recognized the names of the music."

Li Jian smiled and said: "It's quite modest. It's already very good for you sports people to learn these things. I saw someone online last month saying that I can only recite poetry and can't sing high notes."

"Just kidding, just the weak d4 in the song "Dust", there are not many people in China..."

"Hey, okay, stop praising me," Li Jian interrupted Wu Ziyi's dog-licking behavior and considered it carefully, "If you are just singing and playing by yourself, there is no problem at all, but if you want to release it,

Copyright is an issue."

Finally we got to the point. Wu Ziyi is an athlete, and Huajiao was just an agent assistant before joining Wu Ziyi. They had no way of contacting Nippon's Yu Takahashi.

Wu Ziyi and Hua Jiao looked at each other and looked at Li Jian eagerly.

Li Jian clapped the sheet of music in his hand and laughed and cursed: "Why did you suddenly want to come to my house as a guest? It turns out that you had planned it for a long time - I can ask someone in the circle to ask for Yu Takahashi's contact information, but can you get it from me?

It's up to you to buy the copyright from him. In my opinion, the success rate should be very low..."

Wu Ziyi suddenly had a pain in his head. Thinking about his amateur singing skills, even if he was a top sprinter in Asia, he would probably only get one sentence from Yu Takahashi: "You, you are good at running! Singing? Who can you send it to?"

?”

The success rate cannot be said to be low, it can only be said to be non-existent.

Li Jian saw Wu Ziyi's worry and comforted him: "Actually, your lyrics are really good. My suggestion to you is that you sing it in private, or..."

"Or what?"

"Or find a singer, record the demo first, and then go to Yu Takahashi to directly buy the copyright of the Chinese version. Of course, you will be at a disadvantage in this case. After all, if this song becomes popular, the one who will benefit the most will definitely be

It’s a singer.”

"Then do it!" Wu Ziyi did not hesitate, "How much is the copyright of a song worth? Anyway, I am worried that I can't find a place to spend money. Isn't it just money? Deal with him!"

Li Jian really liked Wu Ziyi's spirit of daring to think and do, "Do you have a favorite singer? Do you want me to recommend it to you?"

Recommended? Aren’t there three ready-made ones? One is in Singapore and the other is in Wanwan Province, Lin Junjie and Wu Qingfeng, so there is only one candidate left.

Wu Ziyi dared to think and ask: "Brother Jian, what do you think of Zhou Shen?"

"Zhou Shen... don't tell me, this song is quite suitable for him. You have a good taste. I will help you ask for his contact information later. Your manager will definitely know what to do."

Wu Ziyi looked at Huajiao, who confidently said "ok".

After all, he ended up being a copywriter.

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