Chapter 192 Money makes things easier

"If they are willing, then the record will have more weight if their names are on it." Xiong Da scratched his head, but his expression did not look relaxed.

"Is it an official group, a non-governmental organization, or a business team?" Li Yan asked.

Xiong Da hesitated for a moment, "Civilian organization."

This guy, is he thinking of paying for me?
"How much do they charge?" Li Yan asked directly.

"It's hard to say. After all, I know their leader. And given the special nature of your project, maybe I can charge you a lower price." Xiong Da spoke faster and faster. "Besides, we've already arranged the music, so if they just play, the price can be even lower..."

"Tell me, tell me."

"One song will cost at least 1,000 yuan, plus we need to try and error and play demos. If they guarantee to finish the song, 1,000 yuan per song is just the minimum."

"Then I need 10,000 first. Give me an account number and I'll go to the bank to transfer it to you."

"Yes, ten thousand. Wait?" Xiong Da stared at the bank card in Li Yan's hand with wide eyes.

When he returned home, Li Yan successfully took the bank card out of the house with the "200 a day" royalties.

Although he had to withdraw cash little by little when he needed to use it and could not transfer it, he even had to ask Guo Qiwen to transfer the money for him to buy the Chuangzu W8 and then give him the cash back.

Being young also brings many inconveniences.

"What did you just say?" Teacher Tao didn't follow.

"Ten thousand, I'll pay for it. Brother Jun, please contact this team. If they want to increase the money later, let me know and I'll pay for it."

"Rainbow, you didn't say he was a rich young man!"

"How could he... cough," Tao Caihong interrupted herself with a cough, "Li Yan, although the scholarship is a lot... No, your scholarship is not even 10,000, right?"

"It's the royalties." Li Yan waved her hand nonchalantly, "I earn some royalties just for this. Money makes things easier."

Earn…points?

Children from poor families grow up early? Tao Caihong was confused.

This confused Xiong Guojun. He was indeed conflicted. Although he was a rich second-generation, his father's tolerance for his "crappy music" had reached its limit.

"I'll take this money if you use it to play in the bar, but if you use it to smash up your crappy music studio, don't even think about getting a penny from me next time!"

It seems that father Xiong Guojun understands very well that he is not afraid of the rich second generation's extravagant life, but is afraid of the rich second generation proving themselves.

Perhaps in his eyes, there is only one way for Xiong Da to prove himself, and that is to inherit the family business.

Facing this father who could check the accounts, it was really stressful to hire a folk music band to record the accompaniment for 10,000 yuan.

"Li Yan, even if you make money from writing, you can't do this." Tao Caihong still decided to educate her responsibly. No matter how precocious a child is, he is still a child. The scholarship of 7,500 yuan was emptied just like that. She clearly knew that her family was not rich...

"Teacher, I know what's going on. This money is really okay. There are some places where money should be spent. It's good for you, it's good for me, and it's good for everyone."

"All the royalties and scholarships were spent in one go..."

Li Yan shook her finger. "It's not that easy to spend all the money. I also bought clothes for my parents and now I fully cover my daily expenses. Teacher, changing the living conditions at home is not something that can be done with just one thing. As you said, it depends on the future."

Tao Caihong hesitated to speak, and finally smiled and sighed, "Okay, kid."

No, did you just accept the fact that this freshman spent 10,000 yuan? Or was it for music creation?
Xiong Guojun couldn't understand it, but he was greatly shocked.

He took on the expenses after "additional money" with an unquestionable momentum and cast a burning gaze at Li Yan.

"To pursue your dreams, you need courage like you!"

What courage? Li Yan returned to the dormitory and looked at the February royalties calculated by Qiyuan Chinese website. It will be transferred to the bank card in the next two days, totaling more than 2 yuan.

I haven't even spent the ten thousand in the card yet and another forty thousand came in. I can't spend it all.

You have to know that in his previous life, Li Yan didn't get a scholarship of 10,000 yuan until he was in college. The balance on his bank card broke through five digits for the first time, which was enough to make him happy for a month. He also bought a high-end badminton racket, which he used until he had to buy a new one.

Let’s not say “40,000 a month for a reborn person is nothing”, let him be a little more modest and not be too proud of it. But it’s time to talk to my family about making money from online writing. It will be bad if my parents find out that the transaction on this card has two more zeros than they expected.

So on Friday night, Li Yan prepared a lot of supporting evidence to prove that "he really did earn that much money" so that his parents would not think that he found a way to make money from the criminal law.

Unexpectedly, it was resolved with just one sentence: "I didn't expect it to be so popular."

When I was in the fifth grade, I had to tell my parents not to buy sausages with my five yuan pocket money. Now I earn tens of thousands a month, and Li Chun and Chen Fengling just laughed?

If they hadn't said seriously "Don't spend money indiscriminately", Li Yan would have thought they were joking.

Parents are sometimes so magical that they can accept that Li Yan, a first-year junior high school student, earns tens of thousands a month, but at the same time they cannot accept that Li Yan buys clothes that cost more than one hundred yuan.

They can be small citizens in their own world and naturally accept their children's great achievements - this does not affect their worldview.

On Saturday afternoon, Li Yan and Lin Heng hailed a taxi and came to Feixiang Music Studio again.

Of course, the reason for such a short time was not to see Xiong Da’s work, but to conduct the formal recording of "Qing Yu An".

The White Peony Orchestra was already drinking tea in Xiong Da's studio. Four people had come, and Xiong Da introduced that "they can take care of all the national musical instrument performances we need."

Lin Heng was extremely happy, "I actually managed to invite Bai Mudan, this is incredible."

"Didn't they say that they are far away and it will take some time for them to come over?" Li Yan asked Xiong Da.

"The money is in place, plus the special nature of this project, and my little bit of face, so it will be quick."

So you are also a user of the Face Fruit?
"Money?" Lin Heng turned around in surprise and grabbed Xiong Da's hand with emotion, "Brother, you are really my god! Your love for music..."

"It was your roommate." Xiong Da shook his head awkwardly and pointed at Li Yan. "He paid for it."

Lin Heng's mind exploded with a bang, and he calmed down, "Old Yan, you are really mine... No, the feelings are not right, wait, Old Yan! You are really... Forget it."

It's the same as when you laugh so hard at a joke that you share it with your friend via voice chat, but after you finish speaking you realize it wasn't recorded, so you have to laugh again but you can't quite recapture the feeling you had just now.

The four band members, representing men, women, young and old, have already taken their seats and quickly got into the groove, playing according to the music score compiled and provided by Xiong Da.

I have to say, professionals are indeed different - including the instruments they use are also much more advanced. Xiong Da has obviously added a lot of details and changes based on Li Yan's performance version, and the overall performance effect is surprisingly good.

"Will this effect be suppressed as an accompaniment?"

"We're just listening to it this time. Xiong Da will record the tracks later, and there's also mixing work."

"So serious! Bai Mudan is actually so cooperative."

"Are they always acting very pretentiously?" Li Yan wondered.

"That's not right... How much did you spend?"

"Ten thousand."

When it came to the vocal recording, Lin Heng didn't perform well because he was too nervous.

Ten thousand, ten thousand. If the vocals don’t match…

After finally recording a version that Xiong Da thought was very good, Lin Heng shook his head frantically and insisted on doing it again.

After successfully emptying himself, he returned to the dormitory and was still worrying about the fact that the recording was not perfect with his hoarse voice.

"It's already good, you don't need to be so stressed."

"Don't you know that you have improved since the art performance?"

“This is insignificant progress.”

From today on, Lin Heng's singing will be heard in the bathroom and balcony of Room 403 without disturbing anyone.

(End of this chapter)