My Sister is a Big Star

  Qin Ze sits alone in the living room and plays with his mobile phone. He is watching the growth of Qin Baobao’s popularity. Not surprisingly, it has grown steadily, although there are many negative comments. At this time, he saw some netizens complaining:

   "Why can't I find "Fairy Tales" sung by Bao Bao Qin on the Internet, it's so urgent and urgent."

   "I like her "Invisible Wings", but there are no major music apps."

   "On the Music Billboard, you can search for her songs, but there is no copyright, so you can't listen to them. There are editing resources on the Internet, but they are live versions, and there are too many noises."

   "No copyright? How come such a good song hasn't been posted online in the first time, what is her company doing?"

   "Yes, yeah, online authorization can make money and increase popularity. What does the company behind her think?"

  Qin Ze moved in his heart, not only can make money, but also increase popularity...

   Can't wait to take out his phone, he called the customer service of the official website of "Music Billboard".

  "Hello, welcome to call the customer service hotline of Music Billboard, self-service please......"

  Qin Ze chose manual service.

  For a moment, the phone connected, and the pleasant female voice: "Hello, this is the customer service hotline of the Music Billboard, and the job number 3011230 is for you."

  "Hello, I have a song I want to sell to you...Well, I only sell online copyrights. What do I need to do?"

"Hello, you can select the "I want to sell songs" option on the official website, and upload a sample of the song to the official website through the process, and wait for our staff to verify it... Then we will reply to you within seven working days ."

   "Well, I can't wait that long." Qin Ze waited for her to finish before speaking.

   "I'm sorry, I can have a process."

   "The online copyrights of the three songs I sell are "Invisible Wings", "Legends", and "Fairy Tales"."

  "..."

  There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and the customer service's surprised voice: "Sir, do you have a copyright qualification certificate."

   "Yes, what do I need to give you."

   "Slightly, slightly, wait..." The voice of the customer service suddenly became excited: "I'll transfer you to our manager."

  After waiting for a long time, the call was successfully transferred. He was a middle-aged male voice with a mellow voice, but he was not a copyright manager. He introduced himself: "Hello Mr. Qin, I am the marketing director, and my surname is Wang."

  Don’t you mean the manager? Qin Ze was taken aback: "How do you know the surname Qin."

  He did not report his name to the customer service.

"We have contacted Xingyi for the three songs that Mr. Qin sang, but they said that they have no copyright, but they are actively negotiating with Ms. Qin... Since the copyright is not in Xingyi, that means Mr. Qin It’s the truth in the show, and it should be her brother, who wrote the lyrics and music, Mr. Qin."

"what do I need to do?"

  "First of all, thank you very much for supporting and trusting our platform. The authorization process will be discussed later, let's talk about the copyright fee. I think this is the most important thing."

  Qin Ze smiled: "Yes, what price are you going to offer?"

  "Does Mr. Qin know anything about this?"

"no."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and for a moment, he smiled and said, "Mr. Qin, our copyright fees are based on the popularity of the song itself and the popularity of the singer. The popularity of the song is enough to rank among the top quality, but Mr. Qin’s reputation... ...."

   "I understand, just say how much it is." Qin Ze said.

  The copyright of a song has a lot to do with the singer. The same song, sung by big stars, is more popular than ordinary people. A very simple example, a first-line singer releases an album, even if the song is ordinary, it can still be sold at a good price, because the audience buys it and agrees. Who buys it for an unfamiliar street singer?

  "For each song, we give one hundred thousand online copyright fees."

  Growing so big, I haven’t seen a one-hundred-thousand-dollar Qin Ze, so he almost blurted out: Brother, I have N pieces of fine products here, do you want it?

  The online copyright of a fine song was sold for only 100,000 yuan, which is a loss for the first-line singers. But Qin Ze doesn't care. He is short of money, extremely short of money. Now that the stock market is dead in the spring, he is suffering from no money to show his skills. The dream of "the other can replace it" has never been realized.

   "No problem." Qin Ze decided.

"You register an account on our official website, and there is an option called "I want to sell songs" in the backstage. According to the above steps, don't hang up the phone and ask me if you don't understand. Oh, I almost forgot, you are now Is it convenient to use a computer?"

  "Convenient." Qin Ze exited the market interface, switched to the browser, entered the official website of "Music Billboard", registered an account, logged in, and backstage. Clicking on the "I want to sell songs" option, he first uploaded an ID photo, a selfie, and a copyright electronic certificate photo for the music copyright application, and uploaded the copyright certificates of the three songs together.

  The system produced must be a fine product. For every song that Qin Ze redeems, he has a registered copyright. The heart of defense is indispensable. Copyright is the same thing as patents. Don't make wedding dresses for people when the time comes.

  "Okay, I have received it here. I will send a contract to your mailbox later. You make two copies, sign a name, and then send a copy of the copyright letter together. The photo alone is not acceptable."

   "Send me the address."

  "It will be sent to your mobile phone via SMS later. We will send you the payment within three working days after receiving the contract. As for the return of your other contract, there should be a slight delay for a few days."

"no problem."

  In the afternoon, Qin Ze went out, found a graphic shop nearby, printed out the contract and copyright copies, invited the courier brother, and sent the two contracts together with the copyright book.

  Having made 300,000 for nothing, Qin Ze was so happy that he fluttered under his feet, wishing to fly.

   "I stand on the cusp of the storm and hold on tightly, the sun and the moon rotate..."

  He feels like he is standing on the top of the wave, with the sun and the moon in his palms, rich and powerful, and women...

  When I thought of the woman, the door on the opposite side opened, and my sister poked her head out, pouting slightly, with a slightly coquettish tone, and whispered: "I'm hungry."

  Familiar tone, familiar expression, this is my sister’s way of seeking peace.

  Qin Ze seeks peace, usually by lowering his head to admit his mistake, and then launching a sugar-coated cannonball offensive to make his sister happy. But elder sister wants face, of course, she can't lower her head and admit her mistakes. Usually, she is acting like a baby and telling Qin Ze: Let's make peace.

  If Qin Ze speaks and responds to her request, it means that Qin Ze agrees to ask for peace. If Qin Ze ignores it, he refuses.

  Qin Ze didn't even look at her.

  Baby Qin quietly pouted her mouth, bearing the humiliation: "The emperor, the concubine angers Longyan, the crime deserves death."

  Qin Ze glanced at her: "Come and rub your shoulders."

   "Oh." Baby Qin ran up on the pink sandals, clattering.

   "The emperor, are you uncomfortable? The ministers and concubines are okay." Qin Baobao said softly.

  Qin Ze patted her hand: "Not bad, alright."

  In fact, my sister is not comfortable at all, her nails are too long, and the force is too soft. Qin Ze is a symbolic propaganda of the right to be the master.

  "Hey, Concubine Ai is so humble and begging for joy...Bah, here comes the song."

  Baby Qin makes a tearful and cute expression at the right time.

  "Li Xuegang is a rock and roll. Considering the popularity gap between you, even if you perform supernormally, you may not be able to beat him."

  Baby Qin nodded: "Hmm, I think so too."

  "The safest and most effective way is to sing rock and roll and defeat the opponent in the most familiar area."

   "Huh?" Baby Qin opened his mouth, "Be safe, your sister, and be defeated properly, right."

   "That's where you don't know how good I am." Qin Ze chuckled, and gave his sister a touch to kill, "Listen well."

   "Hmm." Baby Qin pecked his head, putting his hands flat on his knees, sitting on a small bench obediently.

  Qin Ze got up and left the sofa, stood in the living room, cleared his throat, and sang in a deeply affectionate, deep voice.

  A few minutes later, Qin Ze finished singing, panted slightly, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "How about it, is this song okay!"

  Baby Qin widened his eyes and opened his mouth, with an expression of "My little friend and I were shocked".

  "This, this, is this a love song or a rock?"

   "The love song in rock, the rock in love song."

  Baby Qin suddenly blushed: "But shouldn't love songs be very sad, soothing, bright, and light? What kind of love songs are rock love songs, sonorous, sonorous, so noisy."

   "Then what do you think of my rock love song?" Qin Ze asked back.

   "Too, too, great..." Baby Qin's white face was flushed with a flush, charming and attractive, she was very excited.

  Qin Zexin said, when I first heard it, I was shocked. Don’t want it. The music in parallel space is simply buggy.

  "Give me paper and pen, and I will write you a score."

  Baby Qin was so happy that she jumped into Qin Ze's arms very unfairly, hooked her legs around her waist, and kissed his face madly.

"Aze, how does your brain grow, are you still my brother? Don't hide... Let your sister kiss enough to get your talent, maybe I can write songs too." Baby Qin imitated Northeast dialect , Said something: Oh my god.

  Qin Ze got goosebumps, "Don't say it if you don't know it, it's nondescript."