Chapter 17 How to calculate the licensing fee?
“Zhou Yan?” Hou Xiaoxian looked surprised: “Didn’t that little brother just say that he was the scorer?”
“Well, he is the assistant of our score director Zhao Jiping and is responsible for I chose him because the way he plays the flute fits my imagination of Chen Feipu, so I can give him some hand shots."
< br>The original actor Chu Xiao does not know how to play the flute, so during the filming, he will definitely not give too careful hand shots. Now that Zhou Yan is cast, there is no need to worry about this. When the time comes, Zhou Yan can play the flute realistically. That's it.
Hou Xiaoxian also realized it later. No wonder Zhou Yan said just now that he had been thinking about the scene where Chen Feipu played the flute. It turned out that he was going to play it.
Zhang Yimou said that Hou Xiaoxian also agreed. Zhou Yan is quite tall and handsome, which really fits the role of Chen Feipu. Not to mention playing the flute, he is completely professional.
“Have you tried it for him?” Hou Xiaoxian was still a little worried.
"No, but I asked Assistant Director Gao to give him performance guidance. Chen Feipu doesn't have a few scenes, so it must be fine."
Since Zhang Yimou said this, Hou Xiaoxian naturally I won’t say anything anymore. Talking too much will make people annoying.
"In this case, all the actors' problems should be solved, then when are you going to officially start filming?"
Zhang Yimou smiled and said, "I was about to tell you this. Now I have decided to officially start shooting in ten days. All the preparations on site are in place. Counting the time, by the time it is finished, it should also snow here. , we will make up for the snow scene then."
Hou Xiaoxian nodded, "Okay, we will officially start filming in ten days."
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After eating. After dinner, Zhou Yan was in the room tinkering with the quilt Liu Qing bought for him from the county. When he came here before, he only brought a mat and quilt.
It’s starting to get a little cold here at night, and I can’t bear it with just a mat.
While he was tinkering, He Wuming, who was originally writing in regular script, suddenly said, "You played a piece of music this afternoon, which I haven't heard before."
Zhou Yan raised his head and looked at He Wuming. They have been roommates for such a long time. , Zhou Yan and the crew's chef Fatty He didn't have as many words to say, and it was even rarer for He Wuming to take the initiative to speak like this.
"Which song are you talking about?"
"The one before "Happy Encounter"."
Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows. He Wuming not only had sharp ears, but also remembered it. Still clear.
"You're talking about "Ode to the Lotus"."
"Ode to the Lotus?" He Wuming frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, "Did you write it yourself?"
"Ang. "
Zhou Yan nodded, and then continued to tinker with the quilt with his head lowered. However, after waiting for a long time, He Wuming did not speak. He looked up at He Wuming again, only to see He Wuming looking at him blankly.
“What’s wrong?”
He Wuming came back to his senses and shook his head, "It's nothing, the music is very good."
Zhou Yan smiled, "That's too much praise."
Then the two of them didn't speak again, and the room There was silence again inside, but Zhou Yan was used to it. He Wuming was a cold-blooded guy. He even wondered if the cold feeling inside these two nights was because He Wuming was in their room.
A few minutes later, someone knocked on the door outside.
Zhou Yan raised his head and asked: "Who is it?"
"Me." Zhang Yimou's voice sounded.
Zhou Yan threw away the quilt and ran to open the door. Zhang Yimou was standing at the door wearing a single coat.
Zhang Yimou had no intention of entering the room. He first raised his hand to say hello to He Wuming, and then said to Zhou Yan, "Zhou Yan, come out. I have something to tell you. By the way, put the flute Bring it with you."
"Okay." Zhou Yan ran to get a flute. He directly took the bangdi he played in the afternoon because he had already guessed what Zhang Yimou was going to say.
Wearing slippers, Zhou Yan followed Zhang Yimou out of the door.
The two went to the corridor on the second floor. Zhang Yimou stood still and asked, "Did you compose a piece of music today?"
Zhou Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and he knew that Zhang Yimou Sure enough, I came here for "Ode to the Lotus".
"Yes, it is a piece of music composed casually. The title of the song is Ode to Lotus, which was given by Director Hou."
Zhang Yimou was a little surprised. He did not hear Hou Xiaoxian say this. Pass.
At this time, night was falling and the lighting in the corridor was very poor. Zhang Yimou didn't see Zhou Yan's slightly raised corners of his mouth, and Zhou Yan didn't see the surprise on Zhang Yimou's face.
“Songlian is a very good name.” Zhang Yimou nodded, “Can you play it again for me?”
“Of course it’s no problem.”
Zhou Yan After a little preparation, I played "Ode to the Lotus" again.
Although the piece "Ode to the Lotus" is played with a bangflute, it is a bit rough and bold, but it also has a touch of softness of southern flute music, like the fallen leaves in autumn, sad but light. .
When the song started playing, Zhang Yimou had already decided to use this piece of music, but he still waited patiently until Zhou Yan finished playing it before speaking: "We want you to authorize us to use this piece of music in "Raise the Red Lantern" "Inside, are you willing?"
"Of course it's no problem," Zhou Yan said cheerfully, "This song was originally composed for Song Lian and Chen Feipu's first encounter. If it can be used in the movie, it would be a good idea. It's a happy song."
"Okay, I'll discuss it with Director Hou later, please wait for my news."
Then Zhang Yimou said nothing more, and the two got off. upstairs, everyone went back to their respective houses.
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The next morning, Zhang Yimou and Hou Xiaoxian met again.
"I heard "Ode to the Lotus" and it is indeed very suitable. However, it is up to you, the producer, to decide how to calculate the licensing price."
Hou Xiaoxian thought for a while and said, "I don't know much about the market situation in the Mainland."
"It's hard to say how much this kind of licensing is. If it's included in all the soundtracks, it really doesn't cost much. But Zhou Yan has a song now, and we want to license it. , there is no fixed price.”
Zhang Yimou said this because he wanted to give Zhou Yan more money. If he told the truth, it would be good if Zhou Yan could get three to five hundred. After all, the song was used in the movie. Short, Zhou Yan is a newcomer, and the licensing fee cannot be high.
Hou Xiaoxian nodded, "How about five or six thousand yuan?"
This price was lowered by Hou Xiaoxian based on the situation in Taiwan. Five or six thousand yuan can be used to authorize a piece of music. It’s definitely not that high in Taiwan, it’s relatively low within the normal range.
Zhang Yimou's brow twitched, "You said RMB or Taiwan dollar."
"Of course RMB."
Zhang Yimou shook his head, although he wanted to give Zhou Yan more points Money, but 5,000 or 6,000 yuan is not enough. They adapted this movie and gave the original author Su Tong 4,000 yuan in licensing fees. Wouldn’t it offend Zhou Yan to pay 5,000 yuan for a song?
Besides, if you pay 5,000 to 6,000 for this piece of music, how much will you pay for Zhao Jiping’s score later?
After pondering for a moment, Zhang Yimou suggested, "Let's do this. The licensing fee will be 800, and then Zhou Yan will be given an additional salary of 300 per month, starting from the day he joins the group, and then an additional 400 will be given to him. "
Calculated in this way, Zhou Yan can get about two to three thousand yuan, which is actually quite high, but Zhang Yimou thought, since "Ode to the Lotus" was given by Hou Xiaoxian. As for the name, it’s okay to give it a higher point.
Hou Xiaoxian said that he had no objection, "Okay, I will do as you say."
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