Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 238 Plow other people's fields well, but also plant your own land well
Yu Dongqing drove to the bar street in Houhai and parked the car in a nearby parking lot.

When the two got out of the car, Yu Dongqing looked at the bar with colorful lights and suggested, "How about going to the bar?"

He knew that Luo Yun used to love going to bars.

But Luo Yun shook his head.

"Not going, just walk around."

Yu Dongqing nodded, and the two walked towards the lake together.

The night in Houhai is very beautiful.

The nearby bars are very lively, but the atmosphere by the lake is very quiet. The willow trees are still swaying in the summer wind, and the orange-red street lights are reflected in the water, just like "24 bridges with bright moon" Night" scenery.

Animus algae criss-cross the water, willow shadows float, and a few pieces of residual lotus float, making the lake water more mysterious and transparent at night.Going to the northwest along the coast, the bars gradually become scarce, and the singing in the distance gradually becomes inaudible. Standing on the shore and just looking at the water is quite fun in the middle of the noise.

The two walked in silence.

"Holly, I remember the summer before last, when I visited Houhai with you, you seemed to hum a song? It's called "Shichahai"?" Luo Yun asked suddenly.

The summer before last?

Yu Dongqing remembered.

I went to Houhai with Luo Yun, went to the Yuejie Bar, and finally walked around the shore again, singing the song "Shichahai" sung by Li Jian in that time and space.

However, Yu Dongqing only hummed a part to Luo Yun at that time, and did not write it out for public release.

When the two came to Houhai today, Luo Yun mentioned this again.

So Yu Dongqing nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"I think it sounds good, can you sing it for me again?" Luo Yun said.

Yu Dongqing hummed softly:

The street where Shichahai used to live

Golden ginkgo leaves everywhere

River lights are on

night in the middle of the lake

but no swaying broken moon
Familiar music floats on board

Memories jump on distant strings

same story
different feeling

Yu Dongqing looked at the lake and hummed softly.

This song is Li Jian's early work, the tune is elegant, and the lyrics are written by a lyricist named Zuo Zuo, which is very beautiful.

Singing this song standing on the shore of Shichahai has a different feeling.

Luo Yun stood beside Yu Dongqing, looked up at Yu Dongqing's side face, and suddenly sighed slightly in her heart.

After Yu Dongqing finished singing, Luo Yun said, "Why don't you ask Guo Xin to sing this song."

Guo Xin singing?
Sing this song with Guo Xin's smoky voice?

Yu Dongqing felt that it was not very good, so she expressed her opinion.

"There is no other way." Luo Yun sighed.

After Guo Xin signed with Yu Dongqing's studio, she also opened a live broadcast room at Luo Yun's suggestion, but she didn't have the innate popularity of passers-by like Zhao Yawen, and she could only sing in the live broadcast room, so her popularity was not very high.

But the girl is very calm, she still sings earnestly every day, singing her own songs and other people's songs, but the most popular song is "Yu Xiang". The singers recorded the theme song for the variety show "On the Road: Walking and Singing" together.

The song is very hot.

However, she is the least famous among the crowd, and she only sang one of them, so she has little influence.

After Luo Yun said this, she finally said in a complaining tone:

"Holly, you will write a song for this female star, and then for that singer. Why don't you write another song for Guo Xin? She is a regular singer under our studio, and she should be popular long ago."

After hearing Luo Yun's words, Yu Dongqing argued: "Didn't Guo Xin write songs by himself?"

"The song she wrote is not as good as yours? You write another song quickly, let her become popular, and we can make an album for her, combining old and new songs."

Ah?
Thinking about it, the singer in his own studio should be popular.

Yu Dongqing suddenly remembered, didn't he promise to write a theme song for Lu Yongru's martial arts movie a few days ago?
Just let Guo Xin sing, kill two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Yu Dongqing told Luo Yun what she thought, and of course Luo Yun agreed.

"In the future, whoever asks you to write theme songs for film and television dramas, there must be a condition that singers from our studio will sing! You don't need to say, Guo Xin, Zhang Bao, and Yawen are also fine!"

This is the practice of not letting the fat and water flow into the fields of outsiders.

In fact, Yu Dongqing didn't think too much about writing songs. Although he could pick up excellent songs in that time and space, he felt that they must be suitable singers, so as not to tarnish the classics.

But from Luo Yun's point of view, there is nothing wrong with it.

To plow other people's fields well, you should also plant your own land well.

"Okay, you are the agent, listen to you."

"By the way, let Zhang Bao sing "Folk Song Like Spring River Water"!" Luo Yun said again.

The folk song that Yu Dongqing sang on a show in Guilin was taken to the market by Wu Lili, a girl from the Zhuang nationality, and won No. 1. This song also became popular.

Of course Luo Yun would not let go of this opportunity.

"Anyway, Zhang Bao also sings folk songs, let him try too."

This?
But Siqin Gerile is a Mongolian, isn't it nice to sing this Zhuang folk song?
Let Zhang Bao try.

Yu Dongqing agreed.

The two chatted while walking, time passed quickly, Yu Dongqing saw that it was almost nine o'clock and said that he would go to Yanzi Hutong to pick up his daughter home.

"You go, I will go home too."

Yu Dongqing looked around: "How do you go back? There is no subway station near here."

"Take a taxi near Bar Street, or take a bus back to Di'anmen." Luo Yun replied.

After hearing this, Yu Dongqing shook her head and said.

"It's not very convenient. I will go to Yanzi Hutong to pick up my daughter first, and then we will send you home together."

"Then you have to make a detour."

"A detour is a detour. It's not too far away. I'll ask you to come out to pick up the plane. I can't just leave you alone when things are over." Yu Dongqing said.

"Alright then." Luo Yun agreed.

It's been a long time since I saw Yu Dongqing's baby girl, has she grown a lot taller?
The two returned together, first went to the parking lot to pick up the car, and drove near the entrance of Yanzi Alley. Yu Dongqing asked Luo Yun to wait in the car, then got off the car and hurried to the depths of the alleyway.

When I entered the old man's house, I saw my daughter, wearing a school uniform and a red scarf, playing the piano.

Yu Tongtong hadn't seen her father for many days, so of course she was very happy, and immediately threw herself into his father's arms, chatting about school affairs.

Yu Dongqing listened patiently, and chatted with his father-in-law and mother-in-law, thinking that Luo Yun was still in the car, so he couldn't keep people waiting for a long time, so after a while, he carried his daughter's schoolbag on his back and took her little hand to say goodbye.

Yu Tongtong happily left grandma and grandpa's house and got out of the alleyway to get into the car, when suddenly the car door opened and a beautiful aunt came down.

It was Luo Yun.

"Tongtong, long time no see, you've grown a lot taller." Luo Yun greeted with a smile, "Do you still know me?"

Borrowing the streetlight, Yu Tongtong took a closer look, and recognized it was the beautiful aunt who took her to the school to sign up in the first grade the year before last!

"Hello, Aunt Luo." Yu Tongtong smiled sweetly.

"Tongtong is so good." Luo Yun said, and hurriedly took out a plastic bag from the chair in the back of the car.

"Tongtong, these are the snacks that Auntie bought for you."

Yu Tongtong opened it curiously.

What Wahaha, seaweed, chocolate, and potato chips are a whole big plastic bag!

　Thanks to Dr. Lin who doesn't want to engage in scientific research, Quack Guangzhou, book friends 110114205931384, follow your heart, book friends 20230327091044986, brother is just a monthly pass for Bugs Bunny

　　
　
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