"This industry isn't as dark as it seems online!"
Inside the restaurant, Ling Yi and Brother Fatty were eating together.
After the fight with Louis Fan that afternoon, everything went smoothly.
Director Ye arranged for Ling Yi to become the owner of a Tai Chi Martial Arts School.
Furthermore, he told Ling Yi that he had originally planned to delete the fight scene where Jin Shanzhao his subordinates.
Just as Ling Yi had guessed, the fight scenes where Jin Shanzhao his subordinates were somewhat superfluous and failed to distinguish between the main and secondary elements.
Without the great hero, Jin Shanzhao's two henchmen would go from being extras to mere background characters.
With the role being adjusted, the script also needs to be revised, so it will take at least a day or two before I can officially join the crew.
However, the contract was signed, and part of the money was paid to Ling Yi.
Although it wasn't much, only 30,000 yuan, it was just the right amount to solve Ling Yi's immediate problem.
After leaving the film set, Ling Yi immediately called Brother Fatty.
In comparison, Ling Yi was more concerned about the song's condition at the moment.
"You're Xiaoxiao a nobody, you're not qualified to touch the real darkness!" Brother Fatty rolled his eyes and said.
"That's true. By the way, Brother Fatty, how are my songs? Are there any channels to sell them?"
"Are you really going to sell these two songs?" Brother Fatty asked.
"Of course, otherwise why would I take it out?"
"These two songs are a bit of a pity!" Brother Fatty shook his head with some regret.
"What a pity? What do you mean?"
"These two songs are excellent, but if you were to sell them now, you could only get a maximum of 20,000 yuan each."
"Only 20,000?" Ling Yi was very dissatisfied.
It's a classic song from my previous life, even though it only became popular because of the TV series.
But it can only be said that the song and the TV series complemented each other.
A good song is a good song.
If they sell it for 20,000...
"For a newbie, this price is the norm, unless..."
"Unless what?" Ling Yi asked, frowning.
"Unless you give the song's credits to someone else."
He paused slightly, then explained, "The value of these two songs far exceeds your imagination. You must have written them for the Legend of the Legend of the Condor Heroes production team, right?"
Ling Yi nodded.
"I can tell you, these two songs will definitely be picked up by the Legend of the Legend of the Condor Heroes production team, but if you sell them as a newcomer, you won't get much money at all."
"But if the credits for these two songs were given to other famous singers, their popularity would increase several times, even ten times."
In reality, Ling Yi doesn't care about the singer's right to be credited; what he wants is money.
In fact, Ling Yi had no intention of working in this industry at all, and the original owner of this body shared the same idea.
The reason I became an extra and passed the audition for a special role was simply to make a living; it was just a job.
Therefore, Ling Yi genuinely doesn't care whether or not someone signs their name.
At this point, Brother Fatty continued, "Actually, this situation is quite common in our circle. Writing songs requires inspiration."
"Those famous composers may not create more than a few hit songs in their entire lives. In fact, many composers only achieve fame because of a series of coincidences that don't belong to them."
"The greater the reputation, the less willing they are to agree to write songs for others. Apart from a few true songwriting geniuses, most songwriters are in a state of talent shortage."
"Therefore, buying songs and buying authorship rights are Sikong in the industry!"
Ling Yi was speechless. After all that rambling, wasn't it just about persuading him to sell the song's credits?
" Brother Fatty, I don't care about credit, but my songs should be sold for the value they deserve."
Brother Fatty stared at Ling Yi for a long time, as if trying to confirm whether what Ling Yi said was true or false.
Ling Yi simply looked at Brother Fatty with a calm gaze.
Finally, the Brother Fatty tentatively said, "I want 20% of the profits."
After a moment's thought, Ling Yi said, "I'll give you 30%. From now on, all my songs will be handled by Brother Fatty. But I have a few conditions!"
"You say!"
"First, we need to sign a contract. I don't want these things to affect my relationship with Brother Fatty in the future."
"That's only natural."
"Secondly, my identity will remain a secret. From now on, all my songs, whether for internal or external release, will be written under the pseudonym 'Earth'!"
"If my true identity is exposed, our cooperation will end; this must be written into the contract."
"Third, I hate trouble. All the subsequent related problems will need Brother Fatty's help to deal with!"
"Tell me honestly, do you have any more songs like this?" Brother Fatty asked.
"That depends on Brother Fatty's abilities," Ling Yi said with a faint smile.
As for plagiarists, the number of them all depends on how much Ling Yi plagiarized.
He can still "recover" a hundred or so songs without any problem.
"Okay, don't worry, these two songs will definitely sell for a price you can't even imagine!"
"Then I'll wait for Brother Fatty's good news." Ling Yi finished his tea and turned to leave the private room.
Watching Ling Yi's departing the Back, Brother Fatty muttered, "How come Ling Yi Changes so much all of a sudden?"
In the past, Ling Yi always followed his Brother Fatty's lead.
Ling Yi listened to almost everything he said and rarely argued back.
Now, Ling Yi has inexplicably gained an aura that makes Brother Fatty Ling Yi follow his lead.
She even had the inexplicable feeling of being inferior to Ling Yi.
"Indeed, Hengdian is a great place," Brother Fatty shook his head and chuckled.
Why Ling Yi underwent such a drastic Changes doesn't matter, as long as there's money to be made.
A person lives for a hundred years, passing through life in Haste, and in the end, it's all for a few pieces of silver.
Ling Yi went to the bookstore and bought a bunch of books, including those related to songwriting, composing, screenwriting, and scriptwriting that he would be using later.
There's also some basic knowledge prepared for Hong Qigong and Huang Rong, mainly based on elementary school textbooks.
In addition, Ling Yi needs to do one more thing in the next two days: he needs to rent a new place.
With money, naturally one wants to live in a better place.
The original owner of this body was completely ruined by that woman named Ye Mei, and in the end, she even brought about her own death.
Thought he was a pure-hearted warrior? He's actually just an idiot!
If given the chance, I'd like to avenge the original owner of this body, which would also be a way of repaying some of the Karma I've accumulated since inheriting this body.
As for the original owner's family, Ling Yi hasn't figured out how to deal with them yet.
I'll send 10,000 yuan home first, and we'll talk about the rest later!
"Once the money from the songs arrives, I'll buy a car, and then I can live a little more leisurely."
"In my past life, I toiled myself to death and was nothing more than a beast of burden. Am I supposed to be a beast of burden again after transmigrating? Wouldn't that be a complete waste of my time?"
When they returned to the rented room, Hong Qigong was still watching TV, and Huang Rong was still fiddling with the Computer.
To Ling Yi's surprise, Huang Rong was actually typing, albeit using a clumsy two-finger typing method, but she was indeed typing.
No way, Ling Yi only taught Huang Rong elementary school pinyin not long ago, and she can already type?
"You're back?" Hong Qigong said without turning his head.
"Okay!" Ling Yi nodded.
I glanced at the TV and saw that Hong Qigong was watching the animation channel, watching anime, and a Hot Blood anime at that!
This anime, Ling Yi, or more accurately, the original owner's memories.
It's an anime called Dragon Ball Guardian.
It's very similar to the Dragon Balls that Ling Yi watched in his previous life; the art style is exactly the same, and the plot is almost identical.
Sure enough, in Parallel World, although many things have changed, they are all intricately connected to the original world.
Ling Yi sometimes even wondered, are Parallel World really like this?
It's important to understand that in the world's operation, a small change can have far-reaching consequences.
Even the slightest Changes seven hundred years ago will inevitably affect the future.
Why say seven hundred years ago? Because Ling Yi discovered that history began to deviate significantly seven hundred years ago.
After the Song Dynasty, there was no Yuan Dynasty; instead, the dynasty skipped directly to the Ming Dynasty.
The Ming Dynasty lasted for several hundred years, then went straight into modern times, and the Qing Dynasty did not follow suit.
Such a huge Changes will inevitably have a significant impact on the future.
But as Ling Yi sees it now, this world doesn't seem to Changes much from the previous one.
It's just some Changes in the entertainment industry.
The Changes are limited to the works themselves and some actors; otherwise, there have been almost no major changes.
This is unreasonable.
He shook his head, clearing the jumbled thoughts from his mind.
Ling Yi approached Huang Rong and said, "Miss Rong'er, you're amazing! You've already learned to type?"
"Of course?" Huang Rong glanced back at Ling Yi and proudly raised her head.
"The novel says I, Huang Rong, am Supreme intelligent; how could that be false?"
Huang Rong was referring to the original Legend of the Legend of the Condor Heroes.
At this moment, Hong Qigong said, " Ling Yi, when there's a chance in the future, take us to meet Mr. Jin, who is also the novel's author."
"I think that since he wrote our story, maybe we can find a way back to our world through him."
Ling Yi paused for a moment, then nodded and said, " The Final Master is right."
Ling Yi had been ignoring this point all along.
Influenced by the online novels of his previous life, Ling Yi didn't pay much attention to either his own time travel or the reverse time travel of Hong Qigong and Huang Rong in film and television.
It's like, "Hey, it's just time travel. Aren't we watching time travel movies every day? What's so strange about it?"
That's roughly the feeling.
Since it's the Legend of the Condor Heroes written by Jin Dada, we might actually be able to find some clues from Jin Dada.
However, it seems that Ling Yi has no way to see Jin Dada right now.
I'll ask someone later.
"Hmm, I'll ask around about this later and see if there's any way to get a direct meeting with Jin Dada."
She paused, then added, " The Final Master, Rong'er, I'm planning to move."
"This place is too small, we need to move to a bigger place!"
"Won't this be troublesome?" Hong Qigong asked.
"It's no trouble at all. We won't go too far, since I still have to work here."
Ling Yi actually wanted to rent a house in Heng District 5.
That area is a villa district, with all the houses being detached with yards, making it convenient for Ling Yi to practice their martial arts at home.
I just don't know if it will be easy to rent, or if the rent will be expensive.