Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 113 111 "Top Ten Chinese Golden Songs"

"Top Ten Chinese Golden Songs" is sponsored by Huangdu TV Station, jointly organized by the Chinese Musicians Association and the Record Work Committee of the China Audiovisual Association. The purpose is to encourage and promote the development of local Chinese pop music. Through this activity, a large number of widely spread music The work is a bit like the top ten Chinese songs of Xiangjiang in that time and space.

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

"Well, Huangdu TV's official Weibo has just announced that "A Man Should Be Self-improvement", "Bai Suzhen at the bottom of Qingcheng Mountain", "Youth Jinshi", "Learning to Meow" and two love songs written by you have been successfully shortlisted. It is also specially noted : "Story of Time" is counted as released this year and is not included in the awards."

Yu Dongqing smiled slightly.

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

But "Learn to Meow" was also shortlisted?
Thinking about this is also inevitable. According to the statistics of the three major music platforms last year, "Learning to Meow" has reached hundreds of millions of hits and downloads, and this does not include the hits on Douyin!It far exceeds the second-ranked "A Man Should Be Self-Reliant"!
It really is an Internet Divine Comedy, even Yu Dongqing can't admire it.

Of course, Yu Dongqing earned part of the copyright income, which was about 110 million yuan, for his creative works based on his duties. The Jinye Company has already remitted this money to his account.

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

What's there to be excited about.

It would be unreasonable for so many excellent songs not to be on the list.

And I am not really original, to paraphrase an advertisement in that space-time: I do not compose songs, I am just a porter under the Space-Time Administration. "

The top ten Chinese golden songs of the year are a big event in the music scene. Yu Dongqing soon received an invitation letter from the organizing committee to participate in the awards ceremony held in the Golden Hall of Yanjing Hotel on the evening of February 2.

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 award, best lyricist award, best arranger award, and best album award will also be announced.

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

The weather was fine this afternoon, the weather was sunny and sunny, Yu Dongqing didn't go to the park to watch the old man play chess after dinner, 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, chatting with each other.

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

"Of course I'm going. 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 cup.

Show your face?

What's there to reveal?
I'm worried that it's too late, and it will affect my normal life.

I don't want to walk on the same path in the original time and space.

But what Liu Yimin said was right, not to mention that Jin Yunfeng from Huangdu TV Station even called him personally, expressing his congratulations and asking him to participate no matter what.

Jin Yunfeng is a nice person, and he needs to save face.

Liu Yimin handed another cup of tea 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 slightly took the teacup, slightly taken aback.

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

The mainland in this time and space and the Xiangjiang music scene are very similar to the original time and space in the 90s of the last century. Xiangjiang was ahead of the mainland in the pop music scene, so the former looks down on the latter.

Others' music festivals are played by themselves, and those who do not bring the mainland to play, and rarely participate in the music awards in the mainland.

Didn't expect it to come this year!
"It is said that it is aimed at you." Liu Yimin said again.

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

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

Ah?
From the looks of it, I should have participated.

Xiangjiang Peak Road.

This is the only way from the top of Victoria Peak on 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 trees, which looks very quiet.

The owner of the mansion is Xia Wenxi, an old man around 60 years old.

Today the weather is neither hot nor cold, he is drinking tea leisurely in the garden, accompanied by his assistant Lin Jiawei.

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

Ming Tsai's name is Zhang Jiaming, he is a popular young boy in Hong Kong, and he lives in film and television songs. Wu Jingqi is a famous singer in Hong Kong and is known as the Queen of Cantonese.

"Oh? I still want to go, but I don't need to be a guest of the lottery." Xia Wenxi took a sip from the teacup, then raised his head and looked at the assistant with a smile: "Mr. Jin from the imperial capital has invited me for several years. , I always want to give others 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 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. Xia, I have carefully analyzed the songs written by Yu Dongqing. They are very complex, including rock, folk, pop, and what he calls ancient styles, but there are no Cantonese songs." Lin Jiawei said in a low voice.

Of course, Xia Wenxi meant tomorrow as his assistant.

Kiss yourself.

Because I am best at writing Cantonese songs.

Compared with Mandarin songs, Cantonese music notation has denser melody, chord progression is relatively complex and varied, and it likes to modulate.

Besides the lyrics, the tones of the Cantonese lyrics are basically consistent with the changes of the melody of the song, which has become one of the guarantees for the sound of Cantonese songs.

Because of its Cantonese uniqueness, it is because of the problem that must be considered when creating Cantonese lyrics: consonance.Consonance is the change in the tone of the lyrics. It should be basically consistent with the change in the melody of the song, otherwise it will be unpleasant. This is similar to the consideration of mediocrity in ancient lyrics and music creation, but it is more demanding than melody.

Therefore, for the same score, the lyrics in Cantonese and Mandarin, the former 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 assistants, and his heart is as calm as water.

Seeing that the assistant wanted to say more, he glared at him: "Mr. Yu can't even speak Cantonese, so you let him write Cantonese songs?! What's the point of comparing your own advantages with others' disadvantages?!"

Seeing that the flattering didn't hit the horse's leg well, Lin Jiawei hurriedly stopped talking.

"Go. Get ready." Xia Wenxi waved his hand.

"Okay, sir." Lin Jiawei stepped back knowingly.

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

The friends who used to be able to write lyrics and sing along with me have gone west. There are fewer confidants who can chat, and more flattering villains.

He suddenly thought of an ancient poem, and gently recited it in Cantonese:
When is the moon?
Ask the sky for wine.

I don't know the palace of heaven,

What year is this eve.

I want to go back by the wind, and fear Qiong Lou Yuyu,
It's unbearably cold at high places.
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