From Middle Age: Leisure Life in the Entertainment Industry

The "Top Ten Chinese Golden Songs" is hosted by Huangdu TV Station and co-organized by the Chinese Musicians Association and the Recording Working Committee of the China Audio-Visual Association. The purpose is to encourage and promote the development of local Chinese pop music. Through this event, a large number of widely circulated music works were generated, which is a bit like the top ten Chinese songs in Xiangjiang in the original time and space.

After hearing Mingmei's words, Yu Dongqing did not stop, but ran and asked, "Is it published online?"

"Well, the official Weibo of Huangdu TV has just announced that you have written "Men Should Be Self-reliant", "Bai Suzhen at the Mountain of Qingcheng", "Bird Time in Boy", "Learn to Meow" and two other love songs have been successfully shortlisted. It is also particularly noted that "The Story of Time" has been counted as released this year and is not included in the awards."

Yu Dongqing smiled slightly after hearing this.

"The Story of Time" was released in December last year, and if it is counted as last year's, it will definitely be shortlisted.

But "Learn to Meow" has also been shortlisted?

Think about it, this is inevitable. According to the statistics of the three major music platforms last year, "Learn to Meow" has reached hundreds of millions of times, which does not include the number of clicks on Douyin! It far exceeds the second-ranked "Men Should Strengthen Self-Reliance"!

It is indeed a magic song of the Internet, and even Yu Dongqing is not impressed.

Of course, Yu Dongqing created according to his position and obtained a part of the copyright income, which was about 1.1 million yuan. Jinye Company has transferred this money to his account.

"Brother-in-law, you don't seem to be very excited?"

Is there anything to be excited about?

It would be unreasonable if so many excellent songs were not on the list.

And I am not really original, so I use an advertising slogan from that time and space: I don’t create songs, I am just a porter under the Time and Space Administration.”

The top ten Chinese golden songs of the year are a major event in the music scene. Yu Dongqing quickly received an invitation from the organizing committee to attend the award ceremony held in the Golden Hall of Yanjing Hotel on the evening of February 28.

In addition to revealing the top ten golden songs of the year on the spot, we will also announce the most popular male and female singer of the year, the best composer, the best lyricist, the best arranger, and the best album award.

"Yimin, do you think you will go?" In the Shili Peach Blossom Tavern, Yu Dongqing and Liu Yimin chatted while drinking tea.

The weather was good this afternoon, and the wind was sunny. Yu Dongqing did not go to the park to watch the old man play chess after dinner, but drove to Sanlitun to find Liu Yimin to play.

Since it was daytime and there were few people in the tavern, the two of them sat under the peach tree in the backyard, drinking kung fu tea, chatting together or not.

When talking about this, Yu Dongqing asked Liu Yimin.

"Of course I have to go, after all, I still have to stay in that circle. Besides, this is a good opportunity to show my face." Liu Yimin held the teapot and slowly poured tea into the teacup.

Show your face?

What's the point of showing?

I'm worried that it's too late, it will affect my normal life.

I don't want to walk on the road of time and space.

However, what Liu Yimin said was right, not to mention that Jin Yunfeng from Huangdu TV also called him personally, in addition to expressing congratulations, he asked him to participate no matter what.

Jin Yunfeng is a good person, so he has to give him face.

Liu Yimin picked up another cup of tea and handed it to Yu Dongqing, and said casually: "Also, I heard that Xia Wenxi from Xiangjiang has also specially invited her this year."

"Xia Wenxi is here too?" Yu Dongqing took the teacup slightly, stunned.

Xia Wenxi is a famous composer in Xiangjiang, and her status is equivalent to that of Gu Jiahui, Lu Guanting of Xiangjiang in the original time and space, and Li Zhiheng of Wanwan, and Li Zhiheng of Wanwan, who is a leader in the music industry.

The mainland of this time and space are very similar to the Xiangjiang music scene. In the 1990s, Xiangjiang was ahead of the mainland in the pop music scene, so the former looked down on the latter.

People play music festivals by themselves, without the mainland, and rarely participate in mainland music awards.

Unexpectedly, this year is here!

"It is heard that it is for you." Liu Yimin said again.

"For me? Where are you getting the rumor?"

"There are actually still problems with what you said online. You wrote so many songs at once? Those people in Xiangjiang are not deaf, so you can't hear them?"

Oh?

It seems that I should participate more.

Xiangjiang Mountain Ding Road.

This is a must-pass road from the top of Taiping Mountain in Xiangjiang Island to Wanchai Gorge. There are many luxury houses along the way, such as Jiuyunju, Donglu, Fengshengxuan, etc. One of the luxury houses is hidden in the shade of green trees and looks very quiet.

The owner of the mansion is Xia Wenxi, an old man in his sixties.

The weather is neither lukewarm nor hot today. He is drinking tea leisurely in the garden, and his assistant Lin Jiawei is with him.

"Mr. Xia, according to the latest news, Mingzai and Wu Jingqi were also invited to Yanjing to attend the ceremony and also served as award drawers. What do you mean?" Lin Jiawei asked softly.

Mingzai is named Zhang Jiaming, a popular young actor in Xiangjiang, and a film, TV and songs. Wu Jingqi is a famous singer in Xiangjiang and is known as the Cantonese Queen.

"Oh? You still have to go, but you'll be exempted from being a guest of honor," Xia Wenxi picked up the teacup and took a sip. Then she looked up at the assistant and smiled: "Mr. Jin from the imperial capital has invited me for several years. I always have to give me a face, right? Besides, I really want to meet that person."

Lin Jiawei knew that the person he was talking about was Yu Dongqing, a musician who suddenly rose to the mainland last year. It is said that he had six songs this time and was nominated for the Top Ten Golden Melody Awards this time.

"Mr. Xia, I have carefully analyzed the songs written by Yu Dongqing. They are very complicated, including rock, folk songs, pop, and the ancient style he calls them, but there are no Cantonese songs." Lin Jiawei whispered.

Of course, Xia Wenxi means her assistant tomorrow.

Just flatter yourself.

Because what I am best at writing is Cantonese songs.

Compared with Mandarin songs, Cantonese music scores have more intensive melody, the chord directions are relatively complex and varied, and they like to change the tune.

Let’s talk about the lyrics, the tone changes of Cantonese lyrics are basically consistent with the changes in the melody of the song, which has become one of the guarantees for good Cantonese songs.

Because its uniqueness is because of the issue that needs to be considered when creating Cantonese lyrics: Xieyin. Xieyin is the change of lyrics and tone, which must be basically consistent with the changes in the melody of the song, otherwise it will be very unpleasant. This is similar to the consideration of the tone in ancient lyrics and songs, but it is higher than the requirements for the tone.

Therefore, the same music score, written in Cantonese and Mandarin, is often better than the latter.

And Xia Wenxi is best at writing Cantonese songs!

However, Xia Wenxi has heard a lot of flattery like an assistant and his heart is as calm as water.

Seeing that the assistant was about to say something, she glared at him: "Mr. Yu doesn't even speak Cantonese. Do you ask others to write Cantonese songs?! What's the point of comparing your own advantages to others' disadvantages?!"

Seeing that Lin Jiawei had not been able to flatter the horse's legs, he hurriedly stopped talking.

"Go. Be prepared." Xia Wenxi waved her hand.

"Okay, sir" Lin Jiawei withdrew tactfully.

Xia Wenxi sat on the lounge chair, closing her eyes slightly, feeling a little lonely for no reason.

My friends who used to write lyrics and music and play with me have already gone away. There are fewer confidants who can talk to and more villains who flatter.

He suddenly thought of an ancient lyric and recited it gently in Cantonese:

When will the bright moon exist?

Ask the sky with wine.

Don't know the palace in the sky,

What year is it today?

I want to ride the wind, but I am afraid of the jade building and jade pavilion.

The high place is cold.

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