Han Jin smiled and briefly introduced the American music copyright system, and finally said, "Writing songs in the United States is very profitable. As long as there is a song that is popular, you won't have to worry about this life."

"Wow, really?" Everyone couldn't help but feel envious after hearing this. They wished they could also understand music and create. If they could write a few good songs, they would not have to worry about food and clothing in their entire lives.

"Uncle Wang!" Hu Zehong, who plays Xichun, suddenly shouted, "Go to the United States quickly. If you write a few songs there, you won't have to worry about food and clothing."

Han Jinxun looked at him and saw a middle-aged man walking by the lake. Seeing his frowning look, he probably had a bottleneck in his creation.

"Old Wang, come here and introduce you to a rare guest." Director Wang Fulin waved.

The middle-aged man nodded and walked over quickly, "Director Wang."

"Well, this is Mr. Han Jin from Hong Kong and also the great benefactor of our Red Mansion crew." Wang Fulin introduced with a smile, "Mr. Han, this is Wang Liping, the composer of our Red Mansion crew."

Han Jin immediately felt awe-inspiring, this is a great man.

Don’t mention his works. Just talking about the title he puts on his head can scare people.

Member of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, head of the China Film Orchestra, representative of the National People's Congress, and vice chairman of the Democratic Promotion Association...

What Han Jin cares more about is his identity as the chairman of the China Music Copyright Association.

The China Music Copyright Association is the highest-ranking organization in the mainland music industry and the only non-profit organization dedicated to protecting the legitimate rights and interests of composers, lyricists and other music copyright holders.

Whether the songwriter can get his own money depends on his expression. Therefore, although this organization is a non-profit organization, it is the immediate boss of all mainland musicians.

Han Jin also respects and hates this institution because although many of the songs he wrote in his previous life were sung in the streets, he, the creator, could not make a penny.

"Oh, Mr. Han, hello." Wang Liping said with a smile as soon as he heard that the person in front of him was Han Jin.

Han Jin just nodded lightly, "Okay."

Seeing Han Jin so cold, Wang Liping was stunned and thought that Hong Kong people were very proud.

"Uncle Wang, I heard Mr. Han say just now that writing songs in the United States makes money. You also want to go to the United States, and you will make a fortune by writing a few songs." Hu Zehong said with a smile.

Wang Liping smiled slightly after hearing this, "Silly kid, they are talking about English songs. I only know how to write Chinese songs. I don't use it if I go to the United States, and I won't like it."

"So that's the case. How can Mr. Han write English songs?" Hu Zehong nodded, then asked in confusion.

"There is now in the UK, and Mr. Han is from Hong Kong, so he naturally speaks English." Shen Ling said with a smile.

"That's a pity. Uncle Wang, you can't make money anymore." Hu Zehong shook his head and said.

Han Jin sneered, "In fact, writing songs in China may not be unstoppable. European and American countries make money by writing songs because they have copyright protection associations like Ascap, and all songwriters are members of this association. Anyone who uses this song needs to pay copyright fees to Ascap. However, there is no such organization in China, and the rights and interests of songwriters cannot be protected."

"If there were such copyright protection organizations in China, with the current prosperity of domestic music, songwriters could make a lot of money. I dare not say that there were too many, at least hundreds of thousands or millions, or even millions." Han Jin said.

In the 1980s, the domestic music market was surprisingly prosperous. Li Lingyu's cardboard could be sold for 30 million copies, and Zhang Mingmin's "My Chinese Heart" could be sung to the streets. If all of these could be charged royalties, the songwriter could really make a lot of money.

"Wow, you can make so much money, not a scam, right?" Everyone present couldn't help but say in surprise when he heard Han Jin say this. He really didn't expect that he could make so much money by writing songs. You should know that in the 1980s, even tens of thousands of households were rare things.

"Mr. Han said it well, but it's a pity that our country does not have such a copyright protection organization that can benefit our lyricists and songwriters." Wang Liping sighed. He had also created many popular songs before, such as the "Shepherd's Song" in the movie "Shaolin Temple" was written by him.

Judging from the box office of "Shaolin Temple" at that time, if it were to be transferred to the United States, Wang Liping could make millions of dollars with this song "Shepherd's Song". Unfortunately, now, let alone millions of dollars, he has not even gotten one hundred yuan.

"It would be great if I could see this organization being established one day." Wang Liping said again.

"I'm afraid that the organization will be established, so I won't do anything good." Han Jin said with a sneer.

"What does Mr. Han mean?" Wang Liping couldn't help asking in confusion when he saw Han Jin's strange words.

"It's nothing. I just hope Mr. Wang will not forget his original intention and always remember what he says now." Han Jin said with a sneer.

Seeing that his tone seemed a little wrong, everyone could not help but look at him and Wang Liping in confusion.

If we didn't know that they had just met for the first time today, everyone would have doubted whether they had a feud.

Wang Liping also felt a little confused. He didn't know how he offended Han Jin. He seemed to be directed at him every word.

Han Jin also noticed everyone's puzzled eyes, but he was unwilling to explain, nor could he explain.

Everyone stood there and felt embarrassed for a while. Zhang Li suddenly smiled, "Uncle Wang, what were you thinking about on the lake just now? You're so trance?"

"Oh, I'm still thinking about how to match the song "The Song of Burial Flowers"." Wang Liping frowned and said, "It's really difficult. I've been writing it for more than a year and I don't have any clues."

In his previous life, Wang Liping thought about the song "The Song of Burial of Flowers" for a year and nine months, but it was said that he was brave and racked his brains.

"Puchi!" Guo Xiaozhen couldn't help but smile and looked at Han Jin and said, "Uncle Wang, don't worry. Isn't Mr. Han here today? It's said that he is a creative talent, so why not let him give it a try."

"Oh, this is a good idea. Isn't it said that Mr. Han, you 'seven steps can become a poem'? Why don't you come and help a bunch of Lao Wang?" Wang Fulin also said with a smile.

Although he didn't know why Han Jin and Wang Liping didn't deal with each other when they met, from his perspective, he still hoped that the two could live in peace.

"Yes, do it and let us open our eyes," Deng Jie also said with a smile.

A large group of girls also looked at Han Jin with bright eyes, all wanting to see if he was as magical as he said on TV.

"Okay." Han Jin nodded, "But which sister shows me the lyrics of "The Song of Burial Flowers"?"

In fact, the whole song "The Song of Burial Flowers" has been lying in his stomach for a long time, but he can't just sing it like this, as that would be a bit shocking. You have to pretend to be like this first.

Hearing his question, nine out of the ten people present took out the book.

It turns out that these actors carry a small book with them, which describes their understanding of "Dream of Red Mansions", their experience of the roles they play, etc. This will facilitate actors to better understand the characters and make them get into the role faster.

Because this poem "The Song of Burial of Flowers" is the highlight of the whole book, everyone copied this poem.

When they saw so many people taking out their small books, Han Jin was stunned, but these girls were also stunned, and then they all laughed embarrassedly.

Han Jin also smiled, looked at it, and finally chose Chen Xiaoxu's small book.

"Please help me flip through it," he said with a smile.

Chen Xiaoxu nodded with a blushing face, and soon turned to the passage of "The Burial of Flowers", and then smiled and handed it to Han Jin.

Han Jin thanked him and took it with a smile. The tentacles were warm and Chen Xiaoxu's body temperature was also warm. At the same time, there was a faint fragrance. I thought it was for the personal collection, which made my daughter smell like it.

Han Jin couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled.

Chen Xiaoxu was originally a crystal-hearted person. Seeing that Han Jin looked different, he thought about it and guessed the reason, and his face turned red.

However, the other girls did not notice this, and just thought Han Jin was thinking and did not dare to disturb him for a while.

Han Jin was stunned for a moment before awakening, and then read the poem "The Song of Burial Flowers".

I saw that the handwriting on the paper was neat and delicate, slender and soft, and it was obvious that it was written by a girl. Moreover, the handwriting was as beautiful as the person.

Han Jin read it carefully, then closed the book, closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

These girls were all looking at him curiously, and they all felt that Han Jin was thinking hard now, and he looked so handsome when he was creating.

The so-called serious men are the most handsome, not to mention that Han Jin is already handsome~

Just as he was thinking hard, another group of cast and crew came over, including Li Ting, who played Jia Mu, Ouyang Fenliang, who played Jia Baoyu, Yuan Mei, who played Xiren, etc., with a team of twenty or thirty people.

They were all waiting in Qiu Shuangzhai for filming, but after waiting for a long time, they didn't see anyone coming. Then they thought of walking over and taking a look, but they saw that the large group of people were standing around here, so they all came over curiously.

"You don't even go to Qiushuangzhai, what are you doing here while standing?" Ouyang Fenzhi asked with a smile to everyone.

"Shh, don't make a noise!" Chen Xiaoxu shrewd him.

Ouyang Fenyi was stunned, and then he saw Han Jin standing in the crowd. He immediately recognized him as the "Jia Baoyu" that Wang Fulin had been thinking about.

"Yeah, she's really handsome." He couldn't help but exclaim.

"What is he doing?" Ouyang Fenzhi then whispered to Chen Xiaoxu.

Chen Xiaoxu quietly told him the whole story, "We are all waiting for his "Song of Burial Flowers".

Ouyang Fenyi looked at Han Jin in surprise. He really didn't expect that he was so brave that he would dare to show off in front of Mr. Wang Liping.

You should know that Wang Liping is a well-known musician in the mainland. His songs are well-known and sung for a while. Even he is helpless about the song "The Song of Burial Flowers". No matter how talented Han Jin is in the creative world, he is still young and lacks experience. Can he have the ability to compose good songs?!

You should know that "The Song of the Burial Flower" is an ancient poem, not the popular songs he wrote before. How many ancient literary achievements can Han Jin, who grew up in Hong Kong, have been able to compose songs suitable for "The Song of the Burial Flower"?!

Just as he was confused, he saw Han Jin suddenly open his eyes.

"What a bright eye!" Ouyang Fenliang couldn't help but exclaim.

Han Jin's eyes are as bright as stars, and his pupils are cut into water, which is very beautiful.

"Mr. Han, how about it? Is there any?" Wang Fulin asked hurriedly.

"Well, although it's not very good, I guess it's seven or eight points." Han Jin said with a smile.

"Oh, I really have to listen to your masterpiece." Wang Fulin said with a hurried smile.

"Mr. Han is really a talented person. I have been thinking about it for more than a year but I have no idea. Unexpectedly, Mr. Han only thought for a few minutes and then came to it." Wang Liping said in surprise.

"Mr. Han, sing it to us." Guo Xiaozhen said with a smile.

"Yes, let's tell us." Deng Jie also smiled.

Han Jin nodded, "Okay, then I'll be ugly."

When everyone present saw that he was really going to sing, they couldn't help but prick up their ears and listen carefully.

Then Han Jin cleared his throat first, then started singing softly.

"Flowers fade and flowers fly all over the sky..."

As soon as Han Jin said the first sentence, Wang Liping couldn't help but move his ears.

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