Returning from the hot pot restaurant, Zhang Yang was still immersed in the shock that Su Yu was Ting Yu.
However, his heart was filled with more joy.
My brother is a creative genius.
This fact alone was enough for him to brag about for a lifetime.
And if Su Yu could write such amazing songs, he would also make a lot of money.
Knowing Su Yu's family situation very well, Zhang Yang was naturally happy for him.
Although Zhang Yang appeared carefree on the surface, he also had his own subtle thoughts. He had money and could fully support Su Yu's living expenses. Their relationship was good, and he was willing to do so.
However, he had never done it since childhood, because he understood Su Yu better than anyone else.
Even though Su Yu looked refined, his self-esteem was extremely high.
He didn't want his well-intentioned help to be seen as charity by Su Yu, which would ruin their brotherly bond.
Over the years, Zhang Yang saved his pocket money. The first reason was to save enough to escape his scumbag father and find his mother. Another reason was to maintain the same consumption level as Su Yu.
"Confess honestly, how much did you earn from this song?"
Lying on the bed, Zhang Yang's smile never faded.
It was as if he were happier about Su Yu making money than about himself earning it.
"I earned 300,000 from the film crew before, and I gave it all to my mom. Based on this month's download growth, it should be around a million by the end of the month," Su Yu replied after thinking.
He didn't include the song "What If Not" because the confession season only started tomorrow, and winning the championship was not yet certain.
If he won the championship, after the division with the company and taxes, he would still have a bonus of over 400,000.
"Wow, you kid have really turned your life around. Yang Ge saved for so many years to accumulate just over a million, and you're going to surpass me in a month."
Although he knew Su Yu could earn a lot, earning a million from one song, and this was just in one month.
Just thinking about it was terrifying.
"Yes, I've turned my life around."
Su Yu took a deep breath. He wanted to make everyone around him live a good life.
This was his current wish.
His parents didn't want to resign and rest yet, but if he gave them a few million, they might change their minds.
They hadn't explained the reason, but Su Yu knew.
They were just worried about not having money to treat his illness after resigning.
"Seriously, if you want to sing, you can come to Xing Hui. I promise I can make you an idol singer."
Su Yu always felt that Zhang Yang was a bit frivolous and unreliable.
"Forget it, just write me any song to satisfy my singer's craving. I'm used to a leisurely life, and I don't lack money. Going to Xing Hui would be asking for trouble."
Zhang Yang lay on the bed, crossing his legs.
"Alright... If there's a suitable song, I'll give it to you."
"It's fine, no rush. With our relationship, I'm not afraid you'll run away, am I?"
...
In the evening.
Zhao Yuan called.
"Su Yu, I have good news for you."
"What good news?"
"Do you know Lin Yanyu? She's a very popular singer recently, and she wants to invite you to write the song for the finals."
Zhao Yuan's voice carried a faint smile.
Generally, song commissions only happened for senior or ace producers.
For Su Yu, a newcomer, to receive a song commission was undoubtedly a validation of his talent in the market.
"Did you accept it?" Su Yu already knew, so he wasn't surprised.
"Of course. This is a very good opportunity for you. The variety show 'Singing Era' has always had high ratings, and this is for the finals. If she sings your song and wins the championship, you'll have some foundational achievements in the industry."
A producer's historical achievements were their bargaining chips.
The better the achievements, the higher the capital for future negotiations with others.
"Manager Zhao, how can you be so sure that the song I write can win the championship?" Su Yu asked with a wry smile.
Since it was the finals, the opponents would definitely be very strong. Even he himself wasn't confident, so he didn't know where Zhao Yuan's confidence came from.
"Speaking of which, Lin Yanyu's skill is slightly better than her opponents, and her popularity is also higher. As long as your song quality is not a major issue, the probability of winning the championship is very high."
Zhao Yuan analyzed from a professional perspective.
As long as Su Yu performed normally and wrote a song of the quality of "Later," the championship would be almost certain.
"Alright, I'll do my best. What type of song do they want?"
Lin Yanyu was also his friend, and he would help if he could.
"Chinese style, ancient style. The market trend recently is to promote Chinese culture."
"Okay."
"Since you've agreed, please come to the company to sign a supplementary contract when you have time. Your initial price was for a junior producer, but the other party insisted on paying the price for a senior producer, so you need to sign it."
"The price for a senior producer? How much is it?"
Su Yu sat up from the bed in surprise when he heard this.
"According to market standards, our company's senior producers are paid eight million. I was afraid you'd be under pressure, so I only charged her five million. This way, there's a fallback if the song quality isn't good."
"Moreover, I don't know what possessed her, but she paid directly without even seeing the work, signing a custom contract."
Zhao Yuan sounded a bit helpless.
She had been in this industry for a long time, and this was the first time she encountered a client who didn't haggle and even offered to increase the price.
Song production generally had two types of contracts: one like "Later," where payment was made after the client was satisfied.
The other was a custom contract, where payment was made upfront, and both parties agreed on a delivery date.
This type of contract was signed when the client had great trust in the producer's skill and was usually for senior or ace producers.
It had never happened to a junior producer before.
"Okay, don't worry, I'll make sure she gets her five million worth."
After hanging up the phone.
Su Yu calmed his thoughts.
Five million, he could get over two million.
This was the rhythm of getting rich!
However, he hadn't realized that Lin Yanyu was also a little rich woman.
The price of five million was quite a lot for a second-tier singer. She signed a custom contract without even meeting him.
Was it because she didn't care about money, or was it a recognition of his skills?
[Ding, random mission activated.]
[Mission Content: Help Lin Yanyu write a song and win the competition championship.]
[Mission Reward: Obtain one golden online novel manuscript.]
[Does the host accept the mission?]
"Accept!"
A golden online novel manuscript?
An online novel of this quality could make him famous overnight!
It seemed that to get the reward, he needed to pay close attention to the song selection this time.
As for ancient style songs.
He happened to have "Chi Ling" in hand.
This song tells the patriotic sentiment of a Peking Opera actor.
The entire song exuded a tragic grandeur.
Singing it at the competition would resonate with the audience.
However, he wasn't sure how Lin Yanyu's opera singing voice was.
Could she sing this song well?
Moreover, since others were so straightforward, and coupled with the system's reward, Su Yu also wanted to give her a better song if possible.
"Chi Ling" would be a backup option for now.
"System, how much does it cost to customize a song?"
Before, when activating the system, the system had mentioned that there were two ways to obtain song elements.
The first was through drawing lots, and the second was by customizing with money.
[Ding, customizing a junior song costs 500,000, a mid-level song costs 2 million, a senior song costs 5 million, and an ace-level song costs 30 million.]
"Hiss... That's too expensive!"
Su Yu didn't expect customizing songs to be so outrageously expensive.
[Ding, it's not expensive. This system's customized songs are cheaper than on Planet Blue, based on Planet Blue's prices.]
Thinking about it carefully, it wasn't that expensive considering Planet Blue's prices.
Before, the crew of "The Us Back Then" hired a junior producer from Xing Hui to write a song, which cost 800,000. Zhao Yuan had just mentioned that senior producers were eight million. Calculated this way, it wasn't expensive.
Moreover, Xing Hui's prices were considered relatively cheap among its peers.
However, his money would be split in half by the company. Even if the system charged cheaper than the market, he would still lose money.
He needed to upgrade his contract to Ace Producer as soon as possible!
Only then could he make money.
"System, you don't need money, right? What do you need money for?"
Su Yu had a long-standing doubt.
The system had no physical form, didn't need charging or refueling, so why did it charge money?
[This system is to help the host become a perfect artist. The money collected will be donated to charitable organizations in the host's name.]
Come to think of it, the system was really good.
This money was doing good deeds in his name.
It was indeed a positive energy thing.
"Alright, I'll customize it when I have money. For now, I'll just draw lots."
Thinking this, he opened his attribute panel.