Entertainment Era: My Good Sister Is All Over the World

Chapter 82 The New Generation of the 1980s (Please Subscribe)

The meal was rather awkward.

Huang Wenbin was mainly afraid that he might misunderstand other people's intentions, and also afraid that other people might actually have those intentions, so he was relatively reserved in his speech.

However, Mr. and Mrs. Chen Huaikai were quite natural with Huang Wenbin, treating him like their own child.

Chen Kaige ate his meal in silence. He was usually a very talkative person, but in front of his father, he was as quiet as a wooden chicken.

His wife, on the other hand, was poised and generous, and would occasionally chime in with a few words, making the elderly couple very happy.

Chen Kaiyan stood quietly to the side, smiling and occasionally sharing a few interesting stories from her workplace. She seemed like a rather cheerful girl.

However, Huang Wenbin didn't have any romantic feelings for her; he felt that being friends was fine.

After dinner, it got dark.

Mr. and Mrs. Chen insisted on letting Huang Wenbin stay for the night, since the security situation wasn't that good these days.

Huang Wenbin politely declined. At his age, and at Chen Kaiyan's age, there are those who are good at talking but not good at listening; their words can be deadly. He has to be considerate of that (slaps face).

These days, rumors spread incredibly fast, so it's best to avoid them if possible.

He didn't ask Mr. Chen Huaikai to take him anymore, but borrowed a bicycle and rode back to the Beijing Film Studio by himself.

However, the elderly couple, Chen Huaikai and his wife, bought Huang Wenbin a set of winter clothes, which he could no longer refuse, so he had to accept it and even put it on on the spot.

Winters in Yanjing are indeed getting colder and colder. If you don't wear a thick cotton-padded coat, you'll easily freeze like a baby.

After putting on his cotton-padded coat, Huang Wenbin also put on Ma Juyuan's sheepskin hat, which was so warm it felt like wearing a small stove.

Now, I don't feel cold anymore when I ride my bike around the streets.

After declining the Chen family's offer to see him off, Huang Wenbin rode out of the alley alone. Looking at the smoke rising from every household and the various noises, he felt a little homesick.

She misses her family from before she traveled through time, and also her family in this life who are far away in Jiangxi.

The cold wind blowing in my face instantly made me feel much more refreshed.

Before I knew it, I had been in this world for over a year.

In fact, he always had a sense of detachment, and had not fully integrated into the group. He always carried a vague third-person perspective, so the people he met and the things he experienced were not real or detailed enough.

At this moment, looking at the still bustling street and listening to the faint cries of vendors, I finally felt like I was back in the human world.

Overwhelmed by emotion, a song suddenly came to mind.

He had heard his parents sing this song when he was a child before he traveled back in time. The melody was very catchy and it resonated with the upcoming 1980s.

"Young friends, let's meet today."

Let's row our little boat, and let the warm breeze blow gently~ Dear friends, to whom does this beautiful spring scenery belong?

It belongs to me, and it belongs to you.

This is the new generation that belongs to us, the people of the 1980s!

He had never memorized this song before, nor had he sung it much. Somehow, looking at the scene in front of him, he just sang it naturally, and without mixing it up into that funny version.

"Hey, young man in front, could you stop for a second?"

Huang Wenbin had just finished singing the first verse when a woman's shout rang out behind him.

He thought he had misheard, so he rode for a while longer.

Unexpectedly, several people caught up with him and blocked his car.

"Young comrade, do you have time to chat?" one of the women, a middle-aged woman in her forties wearing glasses, asked breathlessly.

Huang Wenbin didn't think they were bad people based on their behavior and speech, but he still asked, "Who are you?"

"We're all musicians, not bad people," one of the men, a middle-aged man in his forties with a respectable appearance and a military bearing, said with a smile. "I stopped you because I heard you sing, and I found it very interesting, so I wanted to chat with you."

Huang Wenbin didn't mind chatting with them, so he said, "Let's find a quiet place. It's not good to talk on the street."

"There's a park up ahead, we can sit down and chat," one of the young women suggested with a smile.

So the group rode their bikes to the park, picked a patch of grass, and sat down on the ground.

These people first introduced themselves to Huang Wenbin.

"My name is Gu Jianfen, and I currently work at the China National Opera & Dance Drama Theater."

The middle-aged woman wearing glasses smiled and introduced herself to Huang Wenbin, saying, "I've written some songs, and they've gained some popularity."

"You've gained far more than just some recognition; calling you a musician wouldn't be an exaggeration."

"The theme song you composed for the movie 'Little Flower' is now sung by everyone."

Huang Wenbin was somewhat surprised. This was a titan in the Chinese music industry, who had not only produced countless classic works herself, but also cultivated many outstanding young singers, such as Mao Amin, Liu Huan, La Ying, and Sun Nan, who were all her disciples.

Upon hearing this, Gu Jianbin's expression changed slightly.

The theme song of "Little Flower" is called "Sister Searching for Brother with Tears in Her Eyes," which fits the film's theme perfectly and is melodious and pleasant to listen to, making it popular with audiences. However, it has been heavily criticized in the arts and culture world, with some music critics even going so far as to say that the song is lowbrow and unbearable to listen to.

"This is Li Shuangjiang, a singer from the General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe," Gu Jianbin said with a smile, pointing to the middle-aged man with a military bearing.

Isn't this the legendary "Father of Tianyi"?

Huang Wenbin carefully examined Li Shuangjiang. He was indeed a handsome man, but unfortunately, his reputation would be ruined by his son in the future.

"I wouldn't call myself a singer, I'm just an ordinary singer," Li Shuangjiang chuckled, his attitude very modest. He had just performed in Guangxi and Yunnan this year, and his complexion was somewhat tanned.

Gu Jianbin pointed to the girl with a sharply defined jawline and said, "This young lady is named Chen Fangyuan, from the Central Conservatory of Music."

Huang Wenbin vaguely remembered this girl; she was the future second wife of Wang Gang, known as "Lord He," but she was only 200...

They divorced after one year.

"This is Liu Xiaoli, a dancer from the Wuhan Song and Dance Theater," Gu Jianbin said, pointing to another girl in her early twenties.

This woman is quite influential; she's the future mother of Liu Yifei (the "Fairy Sister"). She's probably still dancing at the theater right now, occasionally performing in Beijing. Her getting involved with Gu Jianbin and his group today was entirely her way of trying to get close to them and see if she could transfer to the Central Song and Dance Troupe.

The remaining two young men were just extras, so I won't mention their names.

"Young comrade, what about you?" Chen Fangyuan asked directly, somewhat familiarly, "We've all finished introducing ourselves, why don't you introduce yourself?"

Huang Wenbin was a little curious. Chen Fangyuan was probably his age, but she acted like an adult.

He smiled and casually said, "My name is Huang Wenbin. I'm a student at Yenching Film Academy and also a screenwriter at Beijing Film Studio."

"Ah, I remember now!" Li Shuangjiang suddenly exclaimed softly, saying with some surprise, "I saw a photo of you and the old man in the People's Daily, along with a report about him. He seems to be a fairly famous young writer!"

Chen Fangyuan's eyes lit up, and he smiled, "I didn't expect you to be a celebrity."

"Not a celebrity, just a name at best," Huang Wenbin replied casually.

Unexpectedly, this remark made Liu Xiaoli burst out laughing.

Liu Xiaoli quickly realized she had been impolite and hurriedly covered her mouth.

Gu Jianbin got straight to the point, saying, "Young comrade, I mainly heard you humming a song just now. Both the melody and the lyrics are very catchy. Could you sing it for us again?"

"Of course." Huang Wenbin cleared his throat, went over the lyrics in his mind, and then began to sing: "Young friends come to meet—"

However, this time he took it seriously, but ended up singing terribly, not only off-key but also singing the wrong lyrics.

"Hahahaha." Chen Fangyuan was laughing so hard she almost fell to the ground. "What kind of singing is that?!"

Huang Wenbin was a little embarrassed, but he still gritted his teeth and finished singing.

"Oh, dear friends, let us raise our glasses with pride."

Stand tall, smile, and celebrate – glory belongs to the new generation of the 1980s!

"You sang so well!" Li Shuangjiang clapped his hands. "Although your technique wasn't very skillful, you sang with great emotion and were full of youthful vigor. That's rare."

Seriously? This is being praised?

Huang Wenbin himself thought he sang terribly, but he didn't expect Li Shuangjiang to be so supportive.

"You sang quite well indeed." Gu Jianfen listened with her eyes closed for a while, then said, "Your sense of pitch has a slight problem, and your singing technique is indeed just so-so, but your singing is very infectious. Especially when you sang about the new generation of the 1980s, I could really feel a sense of youthful vigor and vitality. That's quite rare."

Huang Wenbin was a little embarrassed: "You flatter me, I was just singing casually."

"Would you mind if I wrote down the lyrics and music and then revised them?" Gu Jianfen asked.

Huang Wenbin nodded and said, "Of course I don't mind, it's my honor."

Gu Jianfen immediately took out paper and pen from her bag and began to quickly jot down the lyrics and music, making some corrections and adjustments.

"Did you write this song?" Liu Xiaoli looked at Huang Wenbin with sparkling eyes. At this stage, she was most attracted to men who were talented, charismatic, and handsome.

Huang Wenbin casually replied, "I guess so. I've heard similar tunes before, and I just improvised a song based on the lyrics."

The lyrics for this song were written by Mr. Zhang Meitong. The original version was published in the journal "Lyrics" in March 1980, and it is not available at this point in time.

"The lyrics and music flow naturally, that's talent." Li Shuangjiang once again played the straight man, saying earnestly, "Have you ever considered joining our General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe? I can personally teach you. Although you may not become a first-rate singer, becoming a lyricist and composer in the future is definitely within your reach."

"He's a screenwriter at the Beijing Film Studio, will they release him?" Chen Fangyuan raised a crucial question.

Li Shuangjiang thought so too, and could only laugh awkwardly and say, "I was overthinking it."

A dozen minutes later, Gu Jianfen had revised the piece, making it almost identical to the original.

She handed the manuscript to Chen Fangyuan, who was standing next to her: "Why don't you try singing it once?"

Chen Fangyuan took the manuscript, looked at the musical notes, cleared her throat, sang it softly once, and then began to sing formally: "Young friends, we meet today—"

I must say, professionals are professionals; they sang really well.

Huang Wenbin was immersed in it, once again feeling the vibrant energy of the 1980s, which grew wildly within him.

This is my 1980s!

This is what everyone experienced in the 1980s!