Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

Huang Qihui recently likes to visit the official website of the Mainland Music Association to see if Yu Dongqing has registered the copyright for new songs.

His mind was conflicted.

On the one hand, he wants to see new songs that he, as a music lover, can appreciate.

On the other hand, I am afraid of seeing new songs. Doesn’t this mean there will be more new songs?

Today, he saw a Cantonese song whose copyright had just been registered.

The song is called "Who Knows the Prodigal's Heart"

There were lyrics and music, and Huang Qihui slowly started humming along.

If you can laugh, you won’t cry.

How can you be lonely when you find a soulmate?

But I have never met

Ask me how the wind and frost of a pair of footprints can end

Good song.

The style of music is sad and the lyrics are melancholy.

Huang Qihui really didn't understand how a gentle person like Yu Dongqing could write such a prodigal-style song?

I can't understand.

Huang Qihui rubbed his temples. He felt a little headache.

Not to mention that Huang Qihui couldn't figure it out, Yu Dongqing's good buddies couldn't figure it out either, but they were numb now.

It’s hard to say for Yu Dongqing.

This is the masterpiece of Wang Jie, the original prodigal son of time and space.

The lyrics are written by the famous Hong Kong lyricist Pan Yuanliang, the music is composed and sung by Wang Jie himself, and the music is arranged by Wanwan musician Chen Zhiyuan. It is also the theme song of the TV series "Return to My True Colors".

The song won the Top Ten Golden Melody Award at the Top Ten Golden Melody Awards Ceremony, the Top Ten Chinese Golden Melody Award at the Hong Kong Top Ten Chinese Golden Melody Awards Ceremony, and the Best Composer Award.

In fact, Yu Dongqing prefers his Mandarin version of the lyrics, which is called "Her Back" and was written by Wang Jie himself.

no one can tell me

No one can understand me

So what is love?

Makes me feel confused

in my mind

Wang Jie is from Xiangjiang, and Yu Dongqing thought he was from Wanwan in the early days.

Time passed by slowly, and it was December.

The weather is getting colder and colder. There is still more than a month left before the concert, and tickets are starting to be pre-sold.

Of course, before ticket pre-sale, the concert repertoire must first be announced to fans.

Three Mandarin songs, 17 Cantonese songs, and most of them are new songs.

Today is still the weekend, and the Qingmanglu Band is practicing in the studio's recording studio, mainly rehearsing three new songs recently written by Yu Dongqing.

At noon, everyone ordered takeout for a casual meal, and Luo Yun also ate with them.

Originally, according to Yu Dongqing's intention, today is the weekend and it's windy outside on a cold day, so you shouldn't come.

But Luo Yun said that it was okay to stay at home alone anyway, so why not come over and I will help you if you need anything. Besides, there are many people and it is lively.

Zhang Yang joked after hearing this: "I say Luo Yun, if you are afraid of being lonely, hurry up and have a baby with Dongqing. I guarantee that your day will be busy with raising children."

Liu Yimin and the others also laughed after hearing this.

Luo Yun's face was slightly red, but it didn't matter. She said openly that she would have a child after getting married next year.

"Next year? Why wait for next year? It's time to do it now. How beautiful will it be with the baby and the wedding dress? Haha, oh, it seems a little too late."

Luo Yun was a little overwhelmed by the teasing of Yu Dongqing and several good buddies, and quickly said that she still had something to do, and left the office in a hurry.

"Okay, you guys" Yu Dongqing couldn't help but shake her head after hearing this.

"Hey, Dongqing, don't you want to have another child, so that you can have both children?" Zhang Yang asked back.

Yes I do

Why don't you want to?

Strictly speaking, Yu Tongtong is just the child of "Yu Dongqing", and he doesn't have one yet.

Of course he hopes to have one, preferably twins!

hey-hey

After dinner, everyone continued to rehearse. By the time it was almost over, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Brother, this is our last rehearsal. Let's take a good rest for a while, wait until the 20th to rehearse intensively, and then go to Xiangjiang. How about it?" Yu Dongqing said about his arrangement.

But Zhang Yang looked at him and said, "Holly, don't you feel a little lacking?"

"What's the shortcoming?"

"This time we are going to Xiangjiang to sing, twenty songs, seventeen in Cantonese and three in Mandarin. What do you mean by having a Mandarin tail?"

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Yang waved his hand: "Let's work hard and write three more Cantonese songs. Let's do one all in Cantonese!"

"That's right, I completely shocked those Xiangjiang boys!" Liu Yimin also agreed.

Yu Dongqing was about to speak, but was interrupted by Du Hui: "Are you worried about whether I have time to rehearse? Don't worry, I won't catch any fish, and at worst, I won't have classes. I'm asking for leave! Don't say that I like these Cantonese songs very much. Songs are just like Erguotou, the more you listen to them, the better they get."

After hearing Du Hui's humorous last sentence, several people laughed.

indeed so.

These are the essence of the Cantonese songs of that time and space.

"Okay, then I'll think about three more songs!" Yu Dongqing decided.

Just use a big move!

Let those classic Cantonese songs be widely circulated in this time and space.

"What? Are you going to write again?" On the way back, Yu Dongqing told Luo Yun what they had discussed while driving.

Luo Yun was very surprised.

"Yes, let's do it in Cantonese."

Luo Yun was shocked again, but at the same time she became worried.

"Holly, I'll make you some mutton soup when I get back later."

"What are you doing? Didn't you just eat mutton hot pot yesterday?"

"Can I replenish it for you?"

Me # ￥￥%%

Wang Junhong, the director of the operations department of Times Records, was dumbfounded when he saw the list of songs provided by Yu Dongqing's studio.

Didn’t we start by saying ten Mandarin and ten Cantonese songs?

How come everything is in Cantonese?

And most of them are new songs!

Damn it, is it going to be a new song press conference? !

But when I saw the music score and lyrics faxed over by the other party, I was even more shocked.

He was engaged in marketing operations. Although he could not compose music or write lyrics, he could still appreciate it. Sitting in his office, he hummed all the lyrics. He couldn't sit still.

Damn it!

What most people see is the talent in it.

But what he saw was the huge economic benefits contained in it!

No, you have to call Mr. Zhou quickly! Thinking of this, he quickly picked up the landline phone on his desk and dialed Zhou Fanming's number.

"What? Mr. Yu is going to sing all Cantonese songs at the concert? Okay, you can take a look." Zhou Fanming suddenly became interested.

Wang Junhong hurried up to the sixteenth floor, opened the president's office, and saw Zhou Fanming sitting behind the large boss chair.

Without saying anything, Wang Junhong put the music score faxed by the other party in front of his desk.

Zhou Fanming looked seriously.

To be honest, Zhou Fanming couldn't understand the music score written by the staff, but it was okay, so he called the company's music director again.

The music director's name was Lin, and his name was Lin Xing. When he hurried to Zhou Fanming's office, he couldn't help but screamed when he saw these lyrics.

"These are all written by Yu Dongqing?!"

"Director Lin, who else do you think besides him?" Wang Junhong said with a smile.

"Genius! Genius!" Lin Xing babbled excitedly.

"I dare say that any one of these songs can crush the hot songs on the market right now! It's just..."

"Just what?" Zhou Fanming asked.

"It's just that the styles of these songs vary, and some songs may not be suitable for Mr. Yu's voice. Mr. Zhou, I have absolutely no intention of disparaging Mr. Yu." Lin Xing quickly added.

"That's what I mean. Our company will quickly buy all the copyrights of these songs and give them to our singers to sing. They may be better than Yu Dongqing's original songs." Wang Junhong expressed his thoughts.

"Haha. OK, I'll listen to you. You go contact their studio." Zhou Fanming said with a smile.

Think about it, it’s so cool to get the singing rights of twenty Cantonese songs all at once.

Hehehe Chen Shaojie.

You used your popular actress Wu Jingqi to create a honey trap, but Yu Dongqing was indifferent.

It's better if I take the friend route

Thanks to Ye Ye