After drinking, the topic changed from the fact that Hu Yue participated in the Guangdong Music Association to go to various places in Guangdong Province for field trips. He talked about the current future of Cantonese music being gradually dimmed. Gu Heming said to the nail on the head: "

Throughout the dynasties, ancient and modern times, China and abroad, there has never been a single local dialect that can cover all regions of the country. If so, then this local dialect should be Mandarin. The decline of Cantonese music and film and television is in line with the laws of economic development.

The rise of major coastal urban circles is no longer limited to the estuary of the Pearl River, which is an inevitable historical development. Therefore, I think Cantonese record companies and film and television companies must take the initiative to turn to Mandarin. Otherwise, their status will not be guaranteed."

Hu Yue twisted his beard and sighed, "The economic foundation determines the superstructure! The historical trend is vast and unstoppable. I will work for another seven years, and I will retire at the age of 60 and return to my hometown to retire."

Song Yi has been listening quietly, drinking porridge and eating vegetables. He can't get into the topics of society, history and humanities. He has always been very self-aware.

Gu Heming said to Song Yi: "Lao Hu is from Beijing. He once taught at the Beijing Film Academy and the Central Conservatory of Music for many years. He gave up his position as a professor at the age of 40 and came to Yangcheng to develop, becoming the first person in martial arts film and television soundtracks."

Song Yi raised the teacup with admiration and said, "Teacher Hu, use tea instead of wine, I toast you." It was hard for him to imagine whether he had the courage to give up his iron rice bowl, social status and go to a strange place to fight for his dreams.

Hu Yue smiled, raised his wine glass humbly, and drank a glass with Song Yi. He was like a kind elder.

The warm tea enters the throat, and the fragrance lingers. Song Yi feels deeply moved, and a martial arts song is revealed in his mind.

Chao Zhan drank beer casually and said with a smile: "Don't mention these things. The most important thing in life is happiness. I'll tell you a joke."

Gu He said with a smile and laughter: "Uncle Zhan, there are two little girls on this table." The law stipulates that adulthood is sixteen years old. Xiao Wu and Song Yi are in a relationship, and Pei Jingjun debuted for three years. She can tell that she has been in the twenties and eight years of age. But this is not very good.

Chao Zhan said with advice: "Okay, then don't tell jokes, just tell a point of view. Two days ago, I saw someone discussing the issue of x-liberation in the media. I asked me to say that this topic should not be discussed today. There are methods of contraception now.

As long as a mature man and woman are in love with each other and have fun, and will not harm any innocent third party, what's wrong?"

Song Yi kept smiling and listened. He could only say "Damn" in his heart. Uncle Zhan's point of view is very avant-garde. He feels like a prodigal son playing in the flowers.

Hu Yue disagreed with this view and argued with Uncle Zhan: "Lao Chao, the morality of marriage must be followed."

Chao Zhan said: "What kind of morality is observed? The system of concubines has only been abolished for five years. This is the case with the world, why should I fake Taoism?"

While chatting, I finished drinking a box of beer and ate two seafood porridge. Song Yi said goodbye to them, "Uncle Zhan, Teacher Hu, Manager Gu, I will have military training tomorrow, and now I will take a plane back to the Demon City. I am honored to know you today."

Chao Zhan said with emotion: "Every time I think of your age, I can't say anything. I'm so young. Xiao Song, wait for me."

In front of everyone, I picked up my phone and dialed it out, "Old Lu, have you arrived in Yangcheng? It's been an hour."

The helpless voice of Chao Zhan’s friend Lu Yan came from the phone, "The plane was delayed. I am rushing to Yangcheng by car. It is expected to arrive in about 40 minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Chao Zhan said to Song Yi: "Xiao Song, your song "Book of Liang" is very classic. I have a friend named Lu Yan. He is preparing to shoot the movie "Book of Liang" in Hong Kong. I recommend him to meet you.

One is to use your song, and the other is to listen to your interpretation of Liang Zhu’s story.

I was originally planning to call him to Yangcheng tonight and meet and chat with you. But his plane was delayed and he had to come by bus. Why don’t he wait for him for forty minutes?"

When Song Yi called him, he said he would introduce a few friends to Song Yi, including his friend Lu Yan. During the rest of the recording program, he called Lu Yan, hoping that his friend would meet Song Yi, talk about music and movies.

Song Yi said happily: "Okay." Uncle Zhan helped him a lot tonight. Even if he faced the problem of lack of sleep and lack of physical strength in military training tomorrow, he would still agree happily.

Chao Zhan smiled happily. Xiao Song can do this.

Seeing that the topic was over, Gu Heming saw that it was the first time he met Song Yi. He didn't know what topic to talk about, so he smiled and said, "Song Yi, I have a very presumptuous request, don't you know if you should talk about it or not?"

Song Yi understood as soon as he heard this, the music director of the record company was so polite to him, and there was only one thing: asking for songs.

"You are kind to Manager Gu, you said."

Gu Heming smiled and said, "Pei Jingjun's third album, the first album "When I woke up yesterday" released by Dadi Records, received double platinum sales, but this result did not meet expectations.

This is an album I have carefully created for her. The expected goal is to be a five-platinum album, and I want to push her to the position of a third-tier singer.

Song Yi, you are the top producer in China. I want to ask you for a song customized for Pei Jingjun."

"Ah..." Pei Jingjun spoke in surprise and looked at the handsome young man at the dinner table. She was a seventeen-year-old girl who focused on singing. She didn't know much about the noise that Song Yi made on Weibo. After all, she was too far from her life.

When she was recording the accompaniment not long ago, she saw the song "The Days Walking Together" he created, which was indeed a good song. She also praised it specifically.

She had a little vague affection for him, one because he was really handsome! The other was that he could write songs. But after seeing his agent Wu Xuan, she restrained her favor, and his agent was very beautiful.

However, I never expected that Uncle Gu’s evaluation of him was so high: the top domestic producer!

Gu Heming smiled, not caring about Pei Jingjun's surprise, and said, "Song Yi, you are here to participate in the "Song of Tomorrow" competition. I wonder if you have any understanding of the unspoken rules of such singing competitions and variety shows in China?

If you want to get a good ranking in "Song of Tomorrow", you will basically sign contracts with three major record companies: Earth Records, Jade Records, and Sony.

In the media, they all sign after getting the competition rankings, but in fact they are booked before the competition results come out.

Song Yi, Dadi Records will support you in "Song of Tomorrow" and will not require you to sign singers with Dadi Records.

Secondly, I am willing to go out to the Cantonese music scene and buy the highest price.”

Wu Xuan couldn't help but look at her side. Before she and Xiao Song came to participate in the competition, they were talking about this unspoken rule. She made up her mind to delay the delay with a large company and just reach the quarterfinals. Of course, Xiao Song was confident that he wanted to win the championship.

Unexpectedly, such a "tough" problem will now be proposed by the general manager of Dadi Records to solve it!

Song Yi smiled and nodded: "Manager Gu, this condition is very generous. I will listen to Miss Pei's singing later. Let me ask first, what is the highest price in the Cantonese music industry?"

Gu Heming smiled and pointed at Chao Zhan and Hu Yue: "The keeper of the highest price is in front of you. Zhan Shu and Lao Hu, one is the lyricist and the other is the songwriter. Three years ago, "Season of Rain" was created by Cantonese queen Bo Lanfang.

Once the song was released, it won the weekly championship of the Pearl River Music Chart, and it dominated the chart for fourteen consecutive weeks, creating extremely brilliant records. It pushed Afang's singing career to another peak.

At that time, Fengxing Records, a label under Sony Records, bid for this song was 1.5 million 7% of the songwriters and 7% of the lyricists and lyricists.

Chao Zhan and Hu Yue both laughed, one twisted his beard and the other drank. This song is indeed a classic work they collaborated on.

Song Yi nodded slightly, looked at the sweet girl Pei Jingjun sitting, and said, "I need some inspiration to write songs. I wonder what kind of talent Ms. Pei can show it to me?"

Chao Zhan and Hu Yue looked at each other, and Xiao Song was planning to create on the spot. Both of them were immediately in high spirits.

Uncle Zhan ordered his assistant, "Xiao Jiang, go to my house now and bring my treasured Apricot Blossom Village."

Jiang Xiang was willing to persuade him. It was 1 a.m., and it was already drinking beer. It was not good for the health.

Hu Yue, who always had the image of a kind elder, urged: "Xiao Jiang, go and get the wine quickly. I will definitely have a drink later!" He was very confident in Song Yi and looked forward to Song Yi's masterpiece. He and Lao Chao are witnesses!

Wu Xuan was a little worried. She gently held Song Yi's hand under the table. She knew that he was inspired and talented. But isn't this in front of the two of you? What if he didn't write a good work?

Ordinary works are definitely not good. They must be the same classic popular work as tonight's song "The Days Go Together". At least they must have the potential of a double diamond single! This made her worry about gains and losses for a while.

To be honest, Gu Heming was actually a little surprised. He didn't expect that Song Yi would actually create on-site. It is undeniable that this young man is very talented, but did the works he wrote come true overnight, or did it take time to polish?

However, Song Yi actually created it in front of two masters, Chao Zhan and Hu Yue. This courage is really heroic!

Gu Heming looked at Pei Jingjun standing up and said encouragemently: "Jingjun, do you want to sing a song here?"

Pei Jingjun glanced at Song Yi sitting and pursed her lips gently, "Uncle Gu, I want to go to the company to change my skirt and dance while singing."

Chao Zhan is interested in Yucheng's incident. Writing songs on the spot is a romantic way for musicians! He said righteously: "Don't run that far. Just change your clothes on Yangcheng TV. Do you bring your clothes? Do you want Lao Hu and I to accompany you?"

"Take it." Pei Jingjun was lively. After thinking about it, she said, "You want it."

Chao Zhan waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll make arrangements." He took out his cell phone and called.

On the streets of Yangcheng at around 1 a.m., the evening breeze was gentle and cool. Gu Heming settled the account of the casserole porridge, asked the boss to clean up the table, reorganize the cup and plate, and put a few side dishes for drinking. More than ten minutes later, Pei Lijun changed into a white skirt with a shoulder-dead suspender, showing the fair and delicate skin of a seventeen-year-old girl.

There were also several Yangcheng TV stations and Dadi Records employees who came with them to bring the instruments needed by Chao Zhan and Hu Yue: erhu and harmonica.

Pei Jingjun stood in the open space on the street, and she realized that this moment might be a key node in her life. Two Cantonese music masters were next to her, and a newly-recruited top producer wrote songs for her.

What kind of classic will be born? Will it surpass the song "Season of Rain"? And when she becomes famous and becomes the queen in the future, how should people discuss what is happening at this moment?

"Uncle Zhan's song "I Can't Forget Him", thank you!" Pei Jingjun bowed gracefully to the round table where Song Yi and others were sitting, and sang a cappella. She participated in a condolence performance at the age of nine, performed on TV at the age of fourteen, and then dropped out of school to release an album. At this time, the typhoon was extremely steady.

Chao Zhan smiled and immediately followed the accompaniment with Hu Yue. They were both top musicians and masters of musical instruments.

"Forgeting him means forgetting everything, throwing away the direction and direction..."

Song Yi didn't care what Pei Jingjun was singing at all. He held the little hand of Mei Mei, drinking tea with one hand, but was listening to her good voice like nature. Seeing her wearing a white dress swaying gently under the bright moon, she saw her dancing skills. The apocalypse arrived as scheduled.

It's a Cantonese song.

Even though the road is far away, it is not tired. It is accompanied by you one after another.

He found that Pei Jingjun and the beautiful and poor queen in the Apocalypse scene were very similar in certain characteristics! She had a round face, a slightly fat person, and she was free to sing, as if she was born to be a star on the stage.

Song Yi didn't want to write Cantonese songs for Pei Jingjun. This was a bit disrespectful to Uncle Zhan and two seniors, Hu Yue. He wanted to write a Mandarin song.

It is past 1:00 a.m. near Yangcheng TV, and pedestrians are still occasionally seen. There are many people working overtime nearby. As for the TV station recording programs until midnight, it is normal for Pei Jingjun to have a melodious and graceful singing, and there are even a few people stopping to listen to the songs on the street.

After the song, applause rang out on the streets.

Slap.

Uncle Zhan and Hu Yue just took off the last notes of the harmonica and erhu. At this time, the bright moon came out of the clouds, and the bright moon fell on Pei Jingjun's fair and round face. Her bright eyes were looking at Song Yi inquiring: Do you want to sing again? And there was also the dream-like feeling of a 17-year-old girl in her flower season hidden in her eyes.

Song Yi keenly captured the emotions in this look and felt a little touched in his heart. The apocalypse came again as scheduled.

Song Yi slightly turned sideways, took the blank musical score and neutral pen from Wu Xuan, and started writing it.

At this moment, Chao Zhan, Hu Yue, Gu Heming, Wu Xuan, Pei Jingjun, and several Yangcheng TV stations outside and Dadi Records staff were waiting quietly, fearing that they would disturb Song Yi's ideas.

Jiang Xiang was sent back to his residence by Chao Zhan to get good wine. The road was in good condition at night and he came back within 20 minutes. The taxi stopped by the roadside with a squeak. He got off with wine and saw Song Yi at the desk at the desk.

Chao Zhan glared at his assistant extremely unhappily, but didn't say anything.

Jiang Xiang smiled bitterly in his heart. It was not the time for him to come back. He was just about to catch up with Teacher Song’s creation.

Song Yi didn't even raise his head, and kept saying, "Uncle Zhan, it's okay. I'll finish writing soon." He had a good impression of Jiang Xiang and asked him for words. After two minutes, he put down his pen and "get it done!" to give Chao Zhan the written lyrics and songs.

"Let's take a look first." Chao Zhan took two pages of paper excitedly and read them carefully.

Pei Jingjun also walked over and stood beside Chao Zhan, and saw the song title of the song "The Moon Represents My Heart" on the music score.

Ah! It turned out to be a Mandarin song. She thought it would be a Cantonese song. It was difficult for her to tell whether this song was good or bad after singing Cantonese songs for three years.
To be continued...