Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 115
On the evening of February 2, the annual Top Ten Chinese Golden Melody Awards Gala was held in the Golden Hall, Block C, Yanjing Hotel.

Different from previous years, this year, famous musicians and singers from Xiangjiang were invited to participate, making the ceremony even more eye-catching.No, before the party started, a large number of entertainment reporters were standing outside the hall and at the entrance of the hotel, waiting for opportunities to find interviewees.

Several heavyweight figures in the music world from Xiangjiang are the focus of this interview, as well as Yu Dongqing.

Six of his songs have been shortlisted for this year's top ten hits, can it not be eye-catching?
Yu Dongqing was wearing a black suit with a white shirt and tie today, and drove her private car to the Yanjing Hotel on Chang'an Street, accompanied by her third uncle Yu Hongguang.

Today, Yu Hongguang made an exception and wore a brand new black suit, white shirt, and tie—this was bought by Yu Dongqing specially for him in the Xidan shopping mall.

The more than 400 yuan suit he brought could not be worn on this occasion, and Yu Dongqing was going to buy him a more expensive one, but the third uncle was desperately unwilling.

As soon as the two got out of the car, they were surrounded by reporters. Of course, the focus was on Yu Dongqing.

"Mr. Yu, I'm a reporter from Huaxia Media. The six songs you created were shortlisted for this year's top ten Chinese hits, setting a historical record. What do you think about this?" A male reporter rushed to Yu Dongqing and held a microphone asked.

"I'm honored, thank you."

No one called her, Wu Jingqi turned her head and saw that it was Zhao Yawen.
Because there was no Cantonese version of the song "Love Song 1990" in the original time and space, it was called "A Lang Love Song"!
Look, there are significantly more reporters interviewing me tonight than last year.

What makes me even more embarrassed is whether my shortlisted song "Today I'm in a Bad Mood" has ever competed with "Hand in hand dance" which was released at the same time.

"May I ask if you can predict how many of your songs will be selected into the top ten golden songs?"

Wu Jingqi could only stop and wait.

"Mr. Yu, can't you?" Zhang Jiaming asked again.

"Mr. Yu, you are Zhang Jiaming, it's an honor to meet him." Zhang Jiaming raised his left hand gracefully.

"You welcome the arrival of Mr. Xia, Mr. Zhang, and Sister Wu from Xiangjiang. It is very meaningless for Xiangjiang and the mainland music scene to communicate with each other. You belong to the same country, so you should visit each other." Ou Weizhi replied road.

Wu Jingqi changed her face and continued: "First of all, you think that there should be a matter of who looks up to whom. The mainland and Xiangjiang are not good in music, and they should learn from each other. Not yet, you have such a small face. Reporter sister, you Don't bring hatred to you."

And it's a little melon!
The two have never met.

The one who looks like the Japanese male singer Akina Nakamori in this time and space, is so pitiful and pitiful, known as a woman's dream lover.

Wu Jingqi suddenly heard no one calling her in front of her. It was a male voice, and the special words were not lame, like someone from Xiangjiang.

Uncle Ba did as I said.

Immediately no reporter said to write news. Is there much evidence-based material?
Wu Jingqi turned her head to look for Uncle Ba, and found that I hadn't retreated to the small hall, and there was a trace.

The reporters swarmed down and surrounded the two of them, and Wu Jingqi's side immediately turned up.

"It's polite, please tell me."

"However, no netizen said that Hong Kong musicians seem to care about mainland China, and that time we came for him." A male reporter suddenly asked.

"Mr. Yu, you hate the songs he wrote and admire his talent very much."

"He was wrong, you hate listening to Cantonese songs very much." Wu Jingqi said the truth.

The two talked and chatted happily, and the reporter in front was even more excited.

"Teacher Yu."

Besides, Wu Jingqi and Wu Jingqi retreated to the small hall together, and there were no reporters outside who quickly surrounded them. Of course, a small part was still aimed at Ou Weizhi, and the two separated in due course. go.

"You are making an album of Cantonese songs. You hate the song "Love Song 1990" he wrote. You want to buy the right to use the song and ask someone to fill in the Cantonese lyrics, can't you?"

The lyrics are also beautifully written, which is inferior to the Mandarin version written by Luo Xiaoyou.

Liu Weici is not one of them.

"Mr. Yu, you are a reporter from Huangdu TV Station. I heard that Mr. Xia Wenxi, Mr. Yu Dongqing, and Sister Ou Weizhi from Xiangjiang were also invited to participate in that grand ceremony. Do you have any thoughts about it?"

When I said that, no one laughed.

The former is definitely due to whether the English song was included in the selection. It is estimated that that song was also shortlisted, let alone this song "Learning to Meow".

As the saying goes, some families are happy and others are sad, and no one will be disappointed tonight.

"That. You personally of course wish it was all, and of course glad that no worse song than yours ever got the honor."

"Thank you." Zhang Jiaming laughed bitterly.

"Mr. Yu"

"Mr. Yu, you have nothing to ask for." Zhang Jiaming said again.

The relationship between the two of them seems to be close. They seem to be friends instead of acquaintances. Could it be that there is nothing to eat?
It turns out that in this time and space, when I was in elementary school, I hated listening to Cantonese songs by Xu Guanjie, Lin Zixiang, brother, Principal Tan, Beyond, Priscilla Chan and Jacky Cheung, and almost all of them could sing.

I quickened my pace and turned my head to realize that it was Zhang Jiaming who was calling me.

Facing the reporter's questioning, Wu Jingqi smiled calmly.

"Is it bad for you to retreat together?" Zhang Jiaming issued an invitation.

It doesn't matter, there is no picture and no truth, as long as you play in the front.

"Please."

The lyricist is Xu Guanjie, a generation of singer in the Hong Kong music scene!

Zhang Jiaming was particularly gentle and a little bit pitiful, while Ou Weizhi looked normal.

Ah?
As a top-notch songwriter in the mainland, and a regular guest at the Top Ten Chinese Golden Melody Awards Ceremony, there are not eight or seven songs that he writes that are shortlisted every year, but this year there are only two!Much higher than Wu Jingqi.

"Really?" Zhang Jiaming pursed his lips and smiled: "Mr. Yu, you think he is a son who speaks Cantonese."

The son said there was nothing to eat!
Wu Jingqi was a gentleman, shook the other's slender hand firmly, and quickly put it on.

Even for this reason, I also learned Cantonese for a while with a classmate from Guangdong.

"Yu Dongqing and Zhang Jiaming are here!" Someone yelled, and saw two white BMWs hurriedly parked on the side of the road. First came a few assistants, followed by Yu Dongqing in suits and leather shoes Zhang Jiaming, dressed in white, came up from their own carts.

"Mr. Yu" Zhang Jiaming called again, holding up his long skirt to slow down his pace, followed by two assistants who were at a loss.

The two retreated into the small hall together, surrounded by a small group of reporters who stopped to take pictures.

"Thank you, Sister Wu's Cantonese songs are very bad, and you hate them too." Wu Jingqi sincerely praised.

It seems that the other party really hates it, otherwise that kind of thing is basically asking yourself by putting yourself on your body, and just let the agent talk about it.

Zhang Jiaming is 26 years old this year. He is considered young, but he made his debut relatively early. He is a top-notch figure in the Xiangjiang music scene, especially good at singing Cantonese songs.

I glanced at Wu Jingqi and Wu Jingqi, who were surrounded by reporters nearby, and walked away with a smile on their faces.

"No." Wu Jingqi replied very slowly.

you call you?
Wu Jingqizi told me that those reporters had no time to ask tricky and weird questions. He simply said that he was too comfortable today, and that he was being interviewed, and we could take care of him.

Sure enough, Xiangjiang singers are very popular, but I also felt a little lost, so I walked to the small hall on the first floor.

Wu Jingqi was not surprised by Ou Weizhi's request.

"Thank you, I just used an introduction. He is a famous singer in Hong Kong and I have seen him on TV," Wu Jingqi said with a smile, "Welcome him to Yanjing."

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