◎The story behind the talented singer is so true...◎
"Xiao Mu, what's wrong? Why do you look so bad?"
Seeing her son's frown and troubled expression on his face, Youye's mother couldn't help but step forward and ask worriedly.
"Nothing, Mom, just a little trouble. But don't worry, I can handle it myself."
"Well, if you have any problems, don't keep them to yourself. We may not have much ability, but as a family, we can always find a solution if we discuss it together."
Youye's mother sighed. She had always felt guilty towards her eldest son because her failed marriage had not given him a stable life and had made him shoulder the burden of the family at a young age. Especially during the time when her daughter was sick, almost all the pressure was placed on her son who was still in college at the time.
Fortunately, he said he met a mentor, and someone was willing to buy his songs and gave him a large sum of money, which allowed his daughter to have money for medical treatment and the family's life became better.
Youye nodded: "I understand, Mom, you should get some rest early. I will tell you if anything happens."
Having said that, Youye was determined not to worry his family.
He hesitated for a moment, then found the number of Jibai, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time, hoping that Jibai could help clarify the matter, which would be good for both of them.
The phone rang for a long time before it was connected. On the other end, Ji Bai's voice was extremely impatient, with a hint of irritability: "Who is it? Just say it!"
Youye was stunned for a moment, and when he put the irritable voice on the other end of the phone together with the gentle and kind face in his memory, he found that they couldn't match.
He told his identity and explained his purpose.
Hearing this, the other party was silent for a while, seeming a little surprised.
About half a minute later, Ji Bai said, "It's fine to clarify, but Brother Mu, I have a request. Can you come back and write songs for me again?"
He did listen to what his uncle said when they were playing games yesterday. In fact, this was also what had been bothering and worrying Jibai recently.
Ever since he severed ties with Wen Mu and wanted to create his own songs, he found that the songs he created were no match for those written by Wen Mu. At the beginning, fans just thought that he was out of shape and had no good inspiration.
But as more and more people said that he had run out of ideas, he himself was under more and more pressure.
He is about to prepare a new album, but he has no creative ideas at all.
It’s not that I haven’t thought about asking other people to buy the songs, but that would undoubtedly be a slap in the face of my own all-round songwriter, and my marketing image would be shattered.
He regretted pushing Wen Mu away too early, but now it was good, Wen Mu came to him on his own.
Ji Bai's irritability dissipated, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his lips.
"I'm sorry, Xiaobai, I can't promise you. I want to try making my own songs now. You've always known my dream. I also want to have a work with my own name that can be seen by everyone."
The smile on Ji Bai's lips froze, and he said sarcastically, "Are you blaming me for stealing your limelight? You were very supportive of my proposal back then."
"No, no, that's not what I meant." Youye explained hurriedly, "I just feel that you don't need me now, and I also want to try to leave you on my own, okay?"
"So how did your attempt go? You've seen it all. The current online environment is terrible. Without a professional team behind you, no matter how talented you are, you'll be drowned out. Today, you should be thankful that you met my fans. I can help clarify things. But what about the future? If you encounter something similar again, who will support you? This industry isn't as simple as you think. It's common for peers to bully each other, and the fans are crazy too."
"Brother Mu, listen to me. We'll do it like before. You'll be responsible for the creation, and I'll help you display it. We'll split the profits, and you don't have to worry about any messy things. Auntie is getting older now, and you have a younger sister to support. You should save more money now. If you try it yourself, is there any hope of cashing in quickly? Even if you make money, will it be as much as I give you?"
Upon hearing this, Youye fell silent and began to struggle and waver.
Indeed, as Ji Bai said, it is not easy to stand out in this circle, otherwise he would have submitted so many songs during college but no one would have even looked at them, let alone paid for them.
The media is more developed now, but as Jibai said, the circle is very complicated. He fought alone, and although the song received a lot of love after its release, he encountered the first round of attacks in less than half a month. The official has sent a warning private message. Fortunately, Jibai agreed to help clarify it. What if he encounters other groups causing trouble in the future?
And my mother is indeed getting older and her health is getting worse.
Although my sister's illness has healed, she's still very weak and needs to go to the hospital frequently for checkups. She's in junior high school now, and she'll have high school and college to go to in the future...
If I don’t make more money, how can I give them a better life in the future?
After all, he is not worthy of pursuing his dreams. Between the clichéd "bread" and dreams, he should pay more attention to reality.
"Well, Xiaobai... let me think about it again."
"Okay, think about what I'm saying carefully. I'm doing this for your own good. I'm trying to analyze the problem from your perspective and help you maximize your benefits."
"Okay, I understand."
Youye hung up the phone, feeling his mind was in a mess.
Ji Bai immediately sent a message saying that he would ask someone to draft a contract and that they could discuss the price and other things later. He also started to ask someone to clarify the plagiarism issue.
Youye looked at the message and felt an indescribable emptiness and sadness in his heart.
At this moment, a dialog box popped up on his WeChat.
A Little Sweet Peach: [Great God, Great God, is this you?]
Xiao Tiantao attached a screenshot, which was the homepage of Youye’s account on the Doudou platform where he released songs.
Youye remembered this girl. He met her on a niche creative forum a few years ago. At that time, she was still a high school student and was the second person besides Jibai who praised him.
However, the little girl had a sharp eye and good hearing. She immediately noticed the similarities between Jibai's music style and the songs she had written before, and kept asking herself some strange questions.
Youye was worried about bringing bad influence to Jibai, so he always avoided the topic and later he rarely contacted her.
Unexpectedly, she still found herself.
Yuye didn't know how to reply, so he just pretended not to see it like he did before.
But Xiao Tiantao continued to post to herself: [I was saying this song sounded familiar, it really is you!]
[Great! You're finally back to writing songs! The new songs are great, and the style feels more mature. The lyrics are super touching!]
[I always say that gold will always shine, finally someone sees you!]
Youye retreated, feeling somewhat puzzled. Finally, he could not help but send her a message, asking: "Didn't you see those comments accusing me of plagiarism?"
Xiao Tiantao had obviously received a reply unexpectedly. The dialog box displayed "The other party is typing..." After a while, a long text finally popped up: [Ahhhh! Master, you finally replied to me. I thought you had abandoned this account too!]
[You're calling it plagiarism? I saw it, it's like a swarm of locusts. But don't worry, I'll fight it back for you, and there are others who will help you too!]
[Master, I don't know what happened to you, but from your new song, I can tell you truly love music and have been pursuing and persevering. Thankfully, you're back, which gives me the motivation to continue pursuing my musical dream. Even if it gets stagnant, I'll persevere and make sure my name is prominently featured!]
"Hit the brightest spot..."
Yuuya muttered as he looked at the words.
Just now, after being persuaded by Ji Bai, he almost forgot his original intention of rejecting Ji Bai, which was to have a work that could be named after himself.
All along, he has been quietly creating songs behind the scenes, and then selling the finished songs to Ji Bai. Seeing how much fame Ji Bai brings to the songs, he feels like a poor old father who sells his own child to a rich family.
Yes, selling children.
Youye finally understood the indescribable feeling of emptiness and sadness he had just felt. It was like selling a child. It was true that he had to sell his "child" because his sister was ill and needed medical treatment.
But what about now?
Will he continue to do this?
Are you really willing to give it up and have no regrets?
The younger sister came back from evening self-study and walked up to him happily: "Brother, I got first place in the test again today. The teacher said that she will apply for a scholarship for me next semester. In the future, I can also earn money for the family, so you and mom won't have to work so hard."
Youye was slightly startled.
Then I felt a little sore in my nose.
For the sake of this family, he always puts his own preferences and needs last, silently taking on and paying the bills. But in fact, he ignores that his family also shares the responsibility of this family.
He puts too much pressure on himself, but he could actually give a little thought to himself.
Yuye felt relieved for a moment.
He thought about it and decided not to continue the cooperation with Jibai.
He must learn to walk independently without the halo of Ji Bai.
The most important thing is to have a song with your own name, and not sell the "child" you have raised with great effort to others for money.
After figuring out this confusing problem, Youye touched his sister's head and praised her for being so amazing.
Then I sent a message to Xiao Tiantao, thanking her for her encouragement all the time.
After hesitating for a moment, he added: [Let’s work hard together in the future.]
Tang Tao in the basement: "..."
He rushed out of the basement and grabbed the hand of Jiang Ninglu who was cooking in the kitchen: "Lulu, that's great, the great god finally figured it out!"
Jiang Ninglu: “?”
Great God, what great God?
The great god that Tang Tao mentioned was You Ye, a particularly talented netizen whom she had previously told Jiang Ninglu and Ji Xixi about, and whom she felt quite sorry for. After confirming his idea, he immediately found Ji Bai and told Ji Bai not to bother signing a contract. He decided not to cooperate and still wanted to create his own works with his own name.
Ji Bai, who thought he could finally focus on playing games after finding a new album, said: "..."
After a while, he replied with a gloomy face: [It’s okay not to cooperate, but no matter whether it’s the songs you wrote before or in the future, the copyright belongs to me.]
Youye: "?"
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