Chapter Eighty-Nine: Sun Monkey and the Buddha End

He Runqing thought for a while and nodded, "If it's possible, that's the best! His strength doesn't need to be verified anymore, if my feeling is correct, I think he will definitely be one of the few people standing above everyone in the domestic music scene in the next few decades!"

Liu Mei was stunned for a moment when she heard this, obviously she didn't expect He Runqing's evaluation of Li Qian to be so high!

Although the song just now also gave her a great shock, but after thinking about it carefully, she shook her head with a smile and said: "For his strength and talent, there is really no need to question anything, and the song just now is the best proof." But to say that he will stand above everyone in the future...... Hehe, I think you think you think too highly of him!"

He Runqing opened her mouth to speak when she heard this, but Liu Mei quickly reached out to hold her hand and said comfortingly: "Runqing, you are too anxious!" After a pause, seeing that He Runqing was quiet, she continued: "It's just that the sales of a record are not ideal, and we have all analyzed it, it is true that our song selection is slightly worse on that record, but you are He Runqing! You are the No. 1 selling sweet song queen in China, even Zhen Zhen can't sell you!" The sales of an album are slightly lower, which won't have much impact on you, as long as we pay attention to the next album when choosing songs, and the requirements are a little higher, that's it!"

He Runqing thought about it when he heard this, and was silent for a moment before he said, "You mean, I shouldn't go to Jinan Mansion?"

Liu Mei shook her head and said, "I still say the same thing, you are He Runqing! What about Zhen Zhen? What about Liao Liao? Among the female singers in China." They are all just a blink of an eye, and in terms of record sales, they are not your opponents! Then Li Qian's works are indeed outstanding, if others are in Shuntianfu, or if we happen to have a concert in Ji Nanfu, then it is normal to meet him by the way, or even invite him to a meal or something. But to say that he is so good that you need you, the Queen of Sweet Songs, to go to Ji Nanfu to meet him in person...... Hehe, I didn't say you. Runqing, you also think too low of yourself!"

He Runqing thought for a while and said, "However, the results of "Half a Pot of Yarn" are enough to prove that his Chinese style is very suitable for me. And at present, in China, he is the only one who can write that kind of mature Chinese style, so, even for this, isn't it worth it for me to bow my head appropriately and take the initiative to meet him?"

Liu Mei smiled when she heard this, and said categorically: "In our gang, everyone can bow their heads, but you can't!"

There was a pause. She smiled again, with some disdain, and said, "As for the Chinese style you mentioned, only he can write about it...... Runqing, think about it, how many capable people are there in this circle? Is he the only one Li Qian? Obviously not! So. Think about it, when there are two Chinese songs in this market, "Unfinished Love" and "Half a Pot of Yarn", which became popular. If they did, they wouldn't be able to write about Chinese style?"

Speaking of which. There was already indescribable confidence on her face, "I won't say anything else, Runqing, don't worry." I dare to assure you, in less than three months, there will definitely be countless Chinese-style works in this circle! At that time, there will be some good Chinese-style works for you to choose from! Do you think, just for this, it is necessary for you, the dignified queen of sweet songs, to go to Jinan Mansion to find a little boy to invite songs?"

Not to mention, let Liu Mei analyze it like this, even several other people in the room nodded one after another, and even her assistant said at this time, "I also think what Sister Liu said makes sense." ”

He Runqing thought about it carefully, and finally nodded slowly.

Liu Mei smiled and continued: "I know what you're thinking, aren't you just afraid that when I called Lao Cao to ask for a song, it would make them feel uncomfortable! No problem, when the recording of the party is over, I will go to Ji Nanfu and personally go to make amends to Lao Cao, do you think it's okay?"

He Runqing thought for a while, nodded, but reminded him again: "And Li Qian! Well, you must go to see him in person, lower your attitude, and say a few more words of thanks on my behalf! Also, well, you just say, when he comes to Shuntian Mansion, please be sure to inform me, I must invite him to a meal!"

When Liu Mei heard this, although she didn't care about it, she still nodded with a smile and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely handle things properly for you!

He Runqing breathed a long sigh of relief when he heard this, and felt a little more steady.

But when she thought about it, she always felt that even if she did, it still seemed to be a little worse.

It's just that...... Well, what Liu Mei said is not completely unreasonable, so let's wait for a while, and wait to see if there will be anyone in this circle who can come up with some mature and good works in Chinese style.

Looking at Liu Mei, she smiled and said, "Okay, then settle it like this!"

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He Runqing walked with her people for less than half a minute, and Liao Liao also turned around and walked back silently.

She didn't speak, so Huang Wenjuan and Xiao Yuandong had to follow silently.

When he returned to the preparation room, everyone sat down, and Liao Liao finally let out a long breath of "sigh".

Just an hour or two ago, she was excited.

She thinks that she has written an excellent work, and she feels that if she takes the song "The Wind Passes Over This Way" to Jinan Mansion to see Li Qian, even if she faces Li Qian's two big notebooks that can definitely scare people to death again, she can no longer be so inferior, at least she has a little confidence to speak.

In other words, when this work was completed on that rickety long-distance bus, even on the plane from Chang'an Mansion to Songjiang Mansion, she couldn't help but take it out and watch it over and over again, and she was thinking about the refreshment when she threw this work in front of Li Qian when she was dozing off along the way!

It's really Li Qian's two thick notebooks, and the way he tore off a piece of paper and handed it over at that time, it was really scary and impressive!

So much so that even if he is obviously popular all over the country with his works, even if he knows that even if he uses his strength, he will not be able to reach Li Qian's level and realm at all, but Liao Liao just can't help but want to say goodbye to him, and he doesn't expect to really shock him anything, even if it leaves him with the impression that "Liao Liao can also write songs".

At least let him know that Liao Liao didn't leave him and was bullshit.

But...... But......

Well, it turns out that the so-called masterpieces and so-called masterpieces created by myself are completely scum in front of other people's "Farewell", okay?

Do you want people to praise you?

Hey, Miss Liao, shall we have a face?

Even if people can pull down their faces and really praise you, are you embarrassed to listen to it?

In fact, after being hit, calm down and think about it, okay, Liao Liao must admit it, not to mention comparing it with "Farewell", her song "The Wind Passes Over Here" is simply an imitation of "Wild Flowers" and "My Hometown in Love" to some extent, and the imitation is not bad, it is at least one level lower than the two songs!

What does this mean for others to see!

After a sigh, she raised her hand and rubbed her brow in a low mood, with a look of obvious frustration.

Huang Wenjuan and Xiao Yuandong glanced at each other, both of them didn't understand what was wrong with the singer-songwriter, after a pause, Xiao Yuandong decided to open his mouth to pick up a topic, so he said: "Liao Liao, on the way just now, didn't you say that you went to the northwest this time and wrote a good work to show me?

All right...... What does it mean to pat a horse's ass on a horse's hooves?

That's it!

Liao Liao raised his head and glanced at him, his face expressionless.

"Let's go back, I'm really not in the mood right now. She said calmly, completely ignoring Xiao Yuandong's embarrassment.

Then, she turned her head to look at Huang Wenjuan and asked, "Juanzi, when was the last recording of this party?"

When Huang Wenjuan heard this, she hurriedly said: "No. 30! Well, I think about it, that's right, No. 23 and No. 25 are rehearsals, and No. 28 and No. 30 are exactly recording! It starts at one o'clock at noon and ends before about six o'clock in the afternoon! Uh, our program is scheduled for the third and a half hours, which is the finale!"

Liao Liao nodded and said, "Help me book one, well, book one on the 31st, if you don't want to catch a plane at night, just the ticket on the 31st, any time, as long as you can arrive on the same day." I want to go to Ji Nanfu!"

Huang Wenjuan's eyes lit up when she heard this, "Go to Ji Nanfu, see Li Qian, invite songs, or ...... Oh, I see, you're going to show him the song "The Wind Passes This Way?"

Well, what a beautiful blow!

Liao Liao looked at her helplessly, his face full of resentment.

"I said, can we not mention that song?" she said.

Now the fool understands why Liao Liao is unhappy, but the problem is ...... Whether it's Huang Wenjuan or Xiao Yuandong, they can't figure it out, why don't they even want people to mention it now?

Huang Wenjuan thought for a while, and said with a big grin: "Why can't you mention it, I think your song is very good! I think Li Qian will definitely be scared by you!"

Liao Liao's resentful eyes with a hint of murderous anger shook on her face, and the little assistant was instantly frightened and didn't dare to pretend to be stupid.

At this time, Liao Liao couldn't help but sigh and raised his hand to cover his face.

Along the gap between her fingers, her voice came out muffledly, "Come on, I don't want to say anything anymore, I know it, if I am Sun Monkey, then he is the Buddha! I want to defeat the Buddha in a fight, and he has to seal it! So, the golden hoop stick, Monkey King or something, let's honestly put it away quickly!"

Huang Wenjuan and Xiao Yuandong glanced at each other, and they were a little dazed in each other's eyes.

I think this is a metaphor again...... Inexplicably very profound.

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