Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

The "Top Ten Chinese Golden Songs" is sponsored by Huangdu TV and co-organized by the Chinese Musicians Association and the Recording Working Committee of the China Audio and Video 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 has been produced The work is very similar to the top ten Chinese songs in Hong Kong from that time and space.

After hearing Mingliang's words, Yu Dongqing did not stop, but asked while running: "Is it announced online?"

"Well, the official Weibo of Huangdu TV has just announced that two love songs you wrote, including "Men Should Improve themselves", "Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain", "Young Jinshi", "Learning to Meow", have been successfully shortlisted. It is also specially noted that : "The Story of Time" is counted as being released this year and is not included in the awards."

Yu Dongqing smiled slightly after hearing this.

"The Story of Time" was only released in December last year, so if it were counted as last year, it would definitely be included in the list.

But "Learning to Meow" was also shortlisted?

Think about it, this is inevitable. According to statistics from the three major music platforms last year, "Learning to Meow" had hundreds of millions of clicks and downloads, and this does not include clicks on Douyin! Far more than the second-placed "Men Should Be Strong"!

It is indeed the divine song of the Internet. Even Yu Dongqing cannot admire it.

Of course, Yu Dongqing created part of the copyright income in accordance with his duties, which is about 1.1 million yuan. This money has been remitted to his account by Jinye Company.

"Brother-in-law, you don't seem too excited?"

Nothing to be excited about.

It would be unreasonable if there are so many excellent songs that cannot be on the list.

And I’m not really original. To paraphrase an advertisement from that time and space: I don’t compose songs, I’m just a porter under the Time and Space Administration. "

The annual top ten Chinese hits is a big event in the music world. Yu Dongqing quickly received an invitation from the organizing committee to attend the awards ceremony held in the Golden Hall of Yanjing Hotel on the evening of February 28.

In addition to announcing the top ten golden songs of the year on the spot, more than a dozen individual awards for the year's most popular male and female singer, best composer, best lyricist, best arranger, and best album will also be announced.

"Yimin, do you want to go?" In the Shili Peach Blossom Bistro, Yu Dongqing and Liu Yimin chatted while drinking tea.

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

Since it was daytime, there were relatively few people in the tavern, so the two of them sat under the peach tree in the backyard, drinking Kung Fu tea and chatting.

When talking about this matter, Yu Dongqing asked Liu Yimin.

"Of course I want to go. After all, you still have to hang out in that circle. Besides, this is a good opportunity to show your face." Liu Yimin held the teapot and slowly poured tea into the tea cup.

Show your face?

What's there to show?

Worry that it is too late and will affect your normal life.

I don't want to go down the same path as before in that time and space.

But what Liu Yimin said was right, not to mention that Jin Yunfeng from Huangdu TV Station personally called him, not only to express his congratulations but also to ask him to participate no matter what.

Jin Yunfeng is a good person, so he needs 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 is also specially invited this year."

"Xia Wenxi is coming too?" Yu Dongqing took the tea cup slightly and was slightly stunned.

Xia Wenxi is a well-known composer in Hong Kong. Her status is equivalent to that of Gu Jiahui and Lu Guanting in Xiangjiang in the original time and space, and Li Zhiheng from Wanwan is a leader in the local music scene.

The Mainland and Hong Kong music scenes in this time and space are very similar to the original time and space of the 1990s. Xiangjiang was ahead of the Mainland in the pop music scene, so the former looked down upon the latter.

People hold music festivals by themselves and do not bring people from the Mainland to play, and they rarely participate in music awards in the Mainland.

I didn’t expect it to come this year!

"I heard it was directed at you." Liu Yimin said again.

"Aiming at me? Where did you get this gossip?"

"There is actually a problem with what is said on the Internet. You wrote so many songs at once? Those people in Xiangjiang are not deaf, how can they not hear it?"

Ah?

It seems that it is more appropriate to participate.

Xiangjiang Peak Road.

This is the only road from the top of Victoria Peak on Xiangjiang Island to Wan Chai 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 hot nor cold today, and he is drinking tea leisurely in the garden, accompanied by his assistant Lin Jiawei.

"Mr. Xia, according to the latest news, Ming Tsai and Wu Jingqi were also invited to Yanjing to attend the grand ceremony and served as lottery guests. What do you mean?" Lin Jiawei asked softly.

Mingzai's name is Zhang Jiaming. He is a popular niche student in Hong Kong. He is a prolific singer in film and television. Wu Jingqi is a famous singer in Hong Kong and is known as the Queen of Cantonese.

"Oh? I still have to go, but I don't have to be a guest of any lottery." Xia Wenxi picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Then she raised her head and looked at the assistant with a smile: "Mr. Jin from the Imperial Capital has invited me for several years. , I always have to give someone 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 prominence in the Mainland last year. It is said that six of his songs were shortlisted for the Top Ten Golden Melody Awards this time.

“Mr.

Of course Xia Wenxi means tomorrow as her assistant.

Just flatter yourself.

Because what I am best at writing is Cantonese songs.

Compared with Mandarin songs, Cantonese music scores have denser melodies, relatively complex and varied chord trends, and they like to modulate.

Let’s talk about the lyrics. The changes in the intonation of Cantonese lyrics are basically consistent with the changes in the melody of the song. This has become one of the guarantees that Cantonese songs are good.

Because its uniqueness in Cantonese is due to an issue that must be considered when creating Cantonese lyrics: consonance. Consonance is the change in the tone of the lyrics, which should be basically consistent with the change in the melody of the song, otherwise it will be difficult to listen to. This is similar to the consideration of Ping and Chi in ancient song and song creation, but it is more demanding than Ping and Chi.

Therefore, for the same music score, if the lyrics are written in Cantonese and Mandarin, the former is often better than the latter.

And Xia Wenxi is best at writing Cantonese songs!

However, Xia Wenxi had heard so many flatteries like assistants that her heart stopped.

Seeing what the assistant wanted to say, I glared at him: "Mr. Yu can't even speak Cantonese, so you ask someone to write a Cantonese song?! What's the point of comparing your own advantages with other people's disadvantages?!"

Lin Jiawei saw that the flattery was not done properly and ended up on the horse's leg, so he hurriedly stopped talking.

"Go and get ready." Xia Wenxi waved her hand.

"Okay, sir" Lin Jiawei stepped back knowingly.

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

The good friends who used to be able to write lyrics and music, and who played well with me have gone to the west. There are fewer confidants with whom I can talk, and more flatterers.

He suddenly thought of an ancient poem and softly recited it in Cantonese:

When will the bright moon appear?

Ask the sky for wine.

I don’t know the palace in heaven,

What year is it today?

I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid of beautiful buildings and beautiful buildings.

It's extremely cold at high places.

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