Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

Yu Dongqing left the office, went down the stairs and took out her mobile phone while making a call.

The call was to Du Hui.

"Hey, what are you busy with?"

"Prepare lessons."

"Oh, so diligent?"

"We can't mislead others, right?" Du Hui said with a smile.

It turns out that not long ago, Du Hui received an invitation from the University of International Business and Economics, hiring him to teach at the school as a school-appointed professor.

He went gladly.

In his words, being a teacher is my profession, and music is just a hobby.

When Yu Dongqing heard what he said today, she deliberately sighed and said, "Originally I wanted to treat you to Guantuo tea, but since you are so busy, let's forget it."

"What tea?" Du Hui didn't seem to hear clearly.

"Dali's Xiaguan Tuocha, ten years of special quality!"

"Where? I'll be right away!"

Yu Dongqing laughed loudly after hearing this: "I knew you would come over, at my house."

Yu Dongqing drove home and started to prepare tea after arriving home. Tuo tea, like Pu'er, is cake tea.

This requires making tea. Even if it is just a piece of tea cake, it takes a lot of effort to make tea. Tea cakes that are more than 15 years old will be looser and easier to make tea. Tea cakes that are less than 10 years old will be very tight and require special tools. .

Yu Dongqing was thinking about finding suitable scissors in the kitchen when he heard a knock on the door. He went over to open the door and saw Du Hui carrying a travel bag with snow all over his body.

"Is it cold outside? Come in quickly." Yu Dongqing greeted.

Du Hui wiped the snow off his body, then went in and put on his slippers. He excitedly put his travel bag on the coffee table and said, "Look, what did I bring?"

Then he took out a lot of things from the bag: a tureen or a purple clay pot, a fair cup, a tea cup, a tea colander, and even a pair of pliers. "

"Haha, I'm worried that I don't have anything to break open the tea cake." Yu Dongqing laughed.

"I knew you were missing this here, so I brought it here specially." Du Hui said with some pride, "Okay, you go boil the water and I'll make the tea."

"You are good at drinking Longjing. This cake tea depends on me."

"Okay, okay."

In fact, Yu Dongqing doesn't have much particularity when it comes to drinking Longjing, as long as the tea is good.

But Du Hui was very particular about this. He was seen sitting on the sofa, facing the coffee table, washing tea, making water, cooking tea, simmering and filtering soup.

The whole process was smooth and meticulous.

"Here, have a taste." Du Hui handed a cup of tea to Yu Dongqing.

I saw that the brown gold was translucent and very beautiful.

Yu Dongqing took a sip and felt mellow, fragrant and smooth, with a mellow and long aftertaste.

"Not bad, not bad." He praised repeatedly.

"Yes. Good tea, top quality!" Du Hui tasted it carefully and said with a satisfied look:

"Su Dongpo said: Don't think about your homeland with old friends/Let's try new tea with new fire/Poetry and wine while you are young. We can't drink wine and we can't write poems. The only thing we can do is enjoy some tea, which is one of the joys of life."

Yu Dongqing nodded in agreement.

There are not many happy things in life.

Du Hui drank two cups in a row and felt more satisfied. Then he remembered to ask: "Dongqing, you don't usually like to drink Pu'er and the like. Where does this tea come from?"

"Someone gave it to me."

Yu Dongqing didn't hide anything, and simply told what happened just now.

"Haha. Then I'm in for a treat." Du Hui laughed loudly: "But Dali is indeed a good place, known as the "Wind, Flowers, Snow and Moon". Hey, do you have a song for Dali?"

"Yes, listen."

After Yu Dongqing finished speaking, he returned to his study, took out a guitar, and started playing it gently.

"Are you not satisfied with your life?

I haven’t laughed in a long time and I don’t know why

Since I'm not happy and I don't like this place

It’s better to go all the way west

Go to Dali

It turns out that "Going to Dali" was created by Hao Yun in that time and space.

Du Hui sipped tea and listened quietly.

Obviously, it is the ballad that Yu Dongqing is good at.

The melody is simple, fresh and natural, and there is a hint of heaviness and nostalgia of a young man.

How much love cannot compete with time, how much warmth is defeated by reality. Since you are not happy and don't like this place, it is better to go all the way west to "Dali".

As the lyrics say:

Who has no dust on his head?

Who doesn’t have teeth marks on their shoulders?

Pick up the courage crushed by time

Let your feet be covered with fragrant mud

Du Hui asked Yu Dongqing to sing it twice in a row before stopping. He smiled and said, half jokingly and half seriously, "It's over, Dongqing, once you publish this song, will anyone come to you to write a song about their city?" Why don’t you also write a song for us in Changsha?”

"No, no, no, I really don't want to write anymore."

Yu Dongqing said quickly.

After the tea was finished, Du Hui was about to go home, and Yu Dongqing asked him to take back all the remaining Tuocha.

"You are so fond of this stuff that you drink it every day at home." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

"Then I'm welcome." Du Hui refused.

The relationship is there, and if you talk too much, it becomes polite.

After sending Du Hui away, Yu Dongqing just worked hard to arrange, play and sing, and later revised the music.

Although the acoustics in my home study are not as good as those in the studio, it is still enough for playing folk songs that do not require ostentation.

When he was busy until about six o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Dongqing sent the audio file and the word score to Luo Yun's WeChat. Not long after, Luo Yun's WeChat video call came.

I don’t know what happened recently, but Luo Yante likes WeChat videos.

Yu Dongqing doesn't like it very much, or even doesn't like using WeChat voice, and thinks the phone is the most convenient.

But Luo Yun had no choice but to answer the call, so she had no choice but to click on the video.

Luo Yun's beautiful face appeared on the screen. She had gone home and was wearing home clothes. She was less sophisticated than during the day and more like a little woman.

"Holly, I heard this song you sang. It's so good. It will definitely make you popular! You are simply a genius!"

There was a hint of admiration in Luo Yun's eyes.

Don't. Don't do this.

If I want to be grateful, I just want to thank that there were so many good musicians in that time and space who were able to write so many classic songs, and I was just a hard-working time and space porter.

Yu Dongqing said a few humble words and was about to close the video. Unexpectedly, Luo Yun said: "Dongqing, why don't you just write a few more songs about the city and release an album. I've already thought of the album name, because a song is about love. Go to a city!"

"No, no" Yu Dongqing refused immediately.

“I said I’d never write another song about a city.”

"Some things are not up to you." Luo Yun smiled.

Sure enough, the song "Going to Dali" caused a sensation once it was published.

This Yu Dongqing is simply amazing at writing about cities!

So some fans went to his Weibo to leave messages, hoping to write a song about their city.

"My home is in Nanjing, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, a smokey cage with cold water, and a night mooring in Qinhuai. Father Qu, can you just write a song?

“How can your Nanjing compare to our Hangzhou? If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi/It’s always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup, let’s sing a song from Hangzhou!”

"Brother, you Nanjing and Hangzhou are both tourist cities, how dare you come to compete? Why don't you write a song for small cities like us? I'm in Baoji."

"I'm in Dingxi."

There were hundreds of responses to one post, all asking to write about their hometown.

What the hell

Moreover, the cultural and tourism departments of some cities also contacted Yu Dongqing through various methods, which made him very helpless.

Is it over yet?

Damn it!

Just get it done!

Yu Dongqing thought of a song, but there were parts of the lyrics that needed to be changed.

Now go find Luo Yun.

Thanks to Gaga Guangzhou for the reward, and thanks to book friends 20220525123352265, Xiaoyao nilson, and bbmm for their monthly passes.