"1 yuan?" Li Dongyang shouted incredulously. He walked in with his mobile phone and said to Yang Ming: "Classmate Yang Ming, the gap is too big."

"Hey, Lao Li, this is a matter between us. Why do you, an outsider, care so much?" Tang Yongyan said hurriedly. Yang Ming could sell the copyright to himself for the theme song at a symbolic price of 1 yuan.

, this column, which I originally had very little funding for, was able to provide help in times of need, so I was naturally very happy.

As for Li Dongyang's unwillingness, Tang Yongyan was afraid that he might accidentally repeat what had been decided.

The old dean was also looking at Yang Ming in surprise, with a look of confusion in his eyes. He didn't know why Yang Ming and Li Dongyang were always comparing each other with every penny, and treated Tang Yongyan almost without taking anything. The difference is really too big, right?

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Yang Ming saw Li Dongyang's puzzled look, chuckled, and then said: "Mr. Li, I did this because the theme of Mr. Tang's new column is about life inspiration, not like Guitai

, direct sales generate commercial benefits!”

In fact, Li Dongyang also guessed the general reason, but he didn't want to say it out.

"Besides, Mr. Tang's new column uses my song as the theme song, which means that as long as this column becomes popular, my theme will also benefit from it, which is also very beneficial to me!" Yang Ming continued.

"Ah, after hearing what classmate Yang Ming said, I really didn't expect that I have such a big advantage!" Tang Yongyan said with sudden realization.

"Okay, Lao Tang, why don't you get the advantage and behave yourself!" Li Dongyang said with a hum, and accepted Yang Ming's explanation. He said to Yang Ming: "Classmate Yang Ming, Taili has agreed to your plan. Wait.

The contract will be drafted in the next stage and will be sent over!"

"Okay, no problem!" Yang Ming nodded.

Tang Yongyan thought that his matter had been resolved and there was nothing to do if he stayed here, so he said to Yang Ming: "Classmate Yang Ming, I'll leave first. I'll ask you to come to our station tomorrow and sign a song licensing agreement!"

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"Okay, no problem, Mr. Tang!" Yang Mo replied politely, standing up to see Tang Yongyan off.

Not long after Tang Yongyan left, the contract from Yanjing TV Station was also passed on. He immediately signed the contract with Yang Ming and left in a hurry to have something to do.

Yang Ming saw people leaving and was about to say goodbye to the old dean. At this time, the old dean said: "Originally, I promised that if you don't embarrass the college at the party, I will give you part of this year's college director fund.

Practice your skills, but now it seems that the small money is not taken seriously at all!"

At this point, the old dean made an inexplicable noise, and then continued: "So, I am not going to allocate the director fund to you. When the time comes, allocate it to other people in need. So, you just say that a college can do

The college will help you do whatever you want!"

Yang Ming was a little flattered when he heard these words. He waved his hands and said: "Dean, these are what I should do. There is no need to do this!"

"Haha, Xiao Yang, you helped the college earn face yesterday. When I saw old man Zhang's ugly face, I felt so happy!" The old dean laughed heartily.

Yang Ming didn't know what to say. Faced with this kind of "high-level" conflict, it was better for him not to express his opinion.

"Okay, Xiao Yang, just make one condition and be more relaxed!" the old dean said a little impatiently.

Seeing such a situation, Yang Ming couldn't resist the good intentions of the old dean, so he thought about it and expressed his conditions.

"What? Do you want to experience the life of a director's assistant again?" The old dean looked at Yang Ming with wide eyes and a puzzled look on his face.

"Yeah!" Yang Ming nodded.

Seeing Yang Ming's determined expression, the old dean knew that he could not change the young man's mind, so he asked curiously: "Why do you want to experience the life of a director's assistant again?"

"Because I feel that I can learn a lot from being a director!" Yang Ming said.

"Yes!" The old dean sighed leisurely and continued: "Today's young people all like to do easy jobs. Those hard and tiring jobs can be pushed back when they can be pushed, and blocked when they can be blocked.

Thinking of getting ahead and becoming famous is just a dream!"

"Xiao Yang, I'm very optimistic about you. You have to work hard. Don't worry, I will show off my old face this time and arrange a director's assistant for a large-scale production crew for you, so that you can experience the life of a large-scale production crew!" The old director said

He said firmly.

"No, no need!" Yang Ming waved his hands one after another. The old dean treated him too kindly, and he felt a little guilty. "There is no need for a large-scale crew. I thought it would be best to be a costume drama crew!"

"Okay! No problem!" The old dean agreed immediately. He seemed to know Yang Ming's intention. He used to be a crew member of the military drama, and now he is a crew member of the costume drama. He has been the director's assistant of these two crews, so Yang Ming

I will basically be able to adapt to various crews in the future!

Although being a director's assistant is tiring and hard-working, it is the most training and learning position in the crew. Once a director's assistant is good, there is no problem in becoming an assistant director.

The old dean can completely imagine that as long as Yang Ming has been trained as a director's assistant in these two different types of production crews, his starting point in the future will definitely be one step ahead of others. This is not because Yang Ming is one step ahead by opportunism, but by hard work

In exchange for it!

As long as the old dean thought about Yang Ming, a young man who was paid millions and was willing to study in other industries, he felt inexplicably touched in his heart. He couldn't help but say: "Xiao Yang, I'm optimistic about you. Everything is covered."

It’s on me, just wait for my news, don’t let me down!”

"Don't worry, old dean!" Yang Ming replied firmly.

Later, Yang Ming was about to say goodbye to the old dean. At this moment, two more people walked in. One of them was probably a teacher from the college and said: "Dean, this is Zhao Laoyan's assistant. He came to our college.

, I want to negotiate to purchase the copyright of a sketch performed by our college at last night’s party!”

When the old dean heard this, his face showed a strange look. He glanced at Yang Ming who was about to leave, and laughed inexplicably, "Xiao Yang, it seems you can't leave yet!"

Yang Ming saw the old dean teasing him, and shook his head with a wry smile.

Zhao Laoyan's assistant saw the situation and knew that the young man in front of him should be the person he was looking for, so he asked: "Excuse me, Dean Li, who is this classmate?"

"He is the sketch creator you are looking for, and the copyright is in his hands!" the old dean said with a smile.

"Oh!" The assistant's eyes lit up, but then he was a little confused. This boy was too young. He asked worriedly: "Are you the original author of "Selling Kidnapping" that was performed at the party last night?

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Chapter completed!