Even the company has the right to expropriate songs such as "Friendship Years" and "Glory Years" written by Han Sen, but after use, it must also pay corresponding copyright fees.

It is worth mentioning that due to copyright laws, all creative copyrights of Han Sen belong to him.

Therefore, as long as someone sings Han Sen's works in a commercial venue, he must pay Han Sen a certain copyright fee.

Nowadays, "Glory Days" has exploded in popularity, and many KTVs, music software, etc. need to put this song on their shelves. This is a considerable amount of copyright income.

However, distant water cannot quench near thirst.

Han Sen will not sit still and wait for death. He will find ways to break free from this shackles in advance and move forward to a freer future.

…

"Phoenix Daily" reporter Liu Zhenxian sneaked into the office building in front of him.

This morning she inquired about Han Sen's residence, but did not contact him at the door. Instead, she followed Han Sen secretly, hoping to secretly record Han Sen's day.

It stands to reason that Han Sen, a singer who is not even considered a celebrity, does not need to let a reporter like Ryu Jung-hyun, who is already well-known in the industry, to interview him personally.

But the key is that Liu Zhenxian has first-hand information.

This Han Sen is the rumored boyfriend of Guan Tingjiao, the most popular member of Clover!

Guan Tingjiao, I can’t squat, how can I, your little boyfriend, not be able to squat?

"I don't know if it's the current one or the previous one..."

Ryu Jung-hyun took a photo in front of Yinlang Studio and murmured to herself.

But in short, the source of such information was correct, authentic and reliable, and it once made her blood boil.

Therefore, after learning about Han Sen's existence, Liu Zhenxian inquired in many ways, and finally took the opportunity to set off today, preparing to do a fifteen-day cycle of squatting, hoping to hit a hot spot.

You are young and passionate, it is the age when you are full of energy.

Regarding long-legged girlfriends like Tingjiao...

How could a strong young man like Han Sen be able to endure this?

When we meet, isn't it like dry wood meeting a burning fire?

The picture is here!

Liu Zhenxian pushed up the frames of his glasses, feeling that his guess was quite accurate.

Well, my reasoning ability is really getting better and better.

Also arriving with her was her colleague Xiao Wang.

But Xiao Wang is a photographer, and he is now holding a video recorder and standing guard downstairs.

Ryu Jung-hyun wore a peaked cap, pretended to be a passerby, walked into the office building, and walked around in front of Yinlang Studio.

Waiting until noon, when Han Sen and others finished rehearsal and went to have dinner, Liu Zhenxian rolled up his sleeves, secretly opened the ajar door, took a look at the furnishings in the studio, then quickly picked up the camera and started taking photos frantically.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The shutter sounds frequently.

This is a very normal musician's studio.

There are keyboard synthesizers, drums, guitars, and basses.

There are also many ancient Chinese musical instruments, such as cucurbit flute, suona, flute, reed, pipa, etc.

Liu Zhenxian wants to find some clues related to Guan Tingjiao here.

Unfortunately, ten minutes have passed.

Still not found.

Worried that she would be discovered, she gave up and turned around to leave. When she reached the door of the room, she subconsciously turned back and glanced at a handwritten notebook placed on the keyboard synthesizer.

Liu Zhenxian frowned.

When Han Sen and others left just now, she glanced through the crack in the door and realized that Han Sen seemed to be sitting here...

Her eyes lit up, and just as she was about to turn back to check, she heard footsteps coming.

She was so frightened that she immediately hid behind the indoor screen.

Then I heard a woman muttering in a low voice: "I just said the door was not locked. These careless guys... Brother Sen didn't put the notes he wrote away. Really... Are talented men always so informal?"

It’s just a small matter..."

"Let me see what's written here, um, I'll just take a look..."

"This is a novel? Why are the names all in English? Brother Sen still has this hobby..."

"can't read……"

A rustling sound of locking was heard.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Liu Zhenxian breathed a sigh of relief, patted his slightly bulging chest, and then slowly poked his head out.

After confirming that the woman had left, he walked out from behind the screen and quickly went to the keyboard synthesizer to get the handwritten notebook.

But!

Gone!

Liu Zhenxian was stunned for a moment, remembering the locking sound she just heard. She looked around slightly and saw the wooden cabinet drawer placed next to it.

The drawer has a brass lock.

But this is not a problem for Ryu Jung-hyun.

Lockpicking is considered a profession for her.

He quickly took out a master key from his body and inserted it into the keyhole. After only two or three seconds, the copper lock opened.

A handwritten notebook lay among them.

Ryu Jung-hyun knew that time was running out, so she immediately picked up her camera, opened her notebook and started shooting.

While patting, Liu Zhenxian suddenly stopped.

She frowned, pushed up the frames of her glasses, and brought the notebook closer to look at.

"Mr. Justice Wargrave, who has recently retired from office, is sitting on a corner in the smoking room of the first-class carriage, puffing on his cigar and reading political news in The Times with great interest.

Wargrave put down the newspaper and looked out the window.

The train runs through the Somerset wilderness on the southwest coast.

He looked at his watch, there were still two hours to go..."

Liu Zhenxian was dumbfounded.

"Oh my god, it's really a novel!"

Liu Zhenxian flipped through the pages and saw that the large swaths of text were all from novels.

"Who reads novels these days!"

She rolled her eyes, put the notebook back into the drawer, and quickly prepared to leave.

When she raised her head, she was stunned again.

The door was locked from behind!

"I'll wipe it!"

…
Chapter completed!