"Haha, these mainlanders don't even have a good song, and they're embarrassed to come to the charity performance."

"Yes, Mingzhi, you are still amazing, your burning journey is so good."

"Generally, generally, it's better to write a song written by Master Zuo, if you sing it, you can sing it."

"That's what I said, it's just that those who are engaged in music in the mainland are too out, for decades, they still sing folk songs and hymns there every day, is it interesting to sing such songs?"

After the performance, several Xiangjiang stars chatted happily backstage.

And, from time to time, he pointed to the mainland singer on the other side, with mockery in his eyes.

"When you look down on others, you are not far from failure."

Just when these Xiangjiang stars were chatting from time to time, a middle-aged man in his 40s came over.

"Ah, it's Brother Wang."

"Brother Wang, have you also come to the mainland?"

"Brother Wang, come on, come on, smoke."

The stars flattered the middle-aged man.

"No."

But it's a pity that the middle-aged man didn't give a few people a good look, "If you continue to laugh at mainland singers in the future, I think your achievements will be almost the same." ”

The middle-aged man said with a cold face, and several Xiangjiang singers nodded again and again, constantly saying yes.

"Wang Can,

What to say. ”

As he was talking, a voice came from behind him.

Wang Can turned around, "It turned out to be Uncle Yu and Master Zuo, why did you come to the mainland too?" ”

One of the people who came was Yu Zequn, a famous poet in Xiangjiang, and the other was the composer Zuo Wenjing.

Yu Zequn loved poetry when he was young and wrote a lot of romantic poems. However, although Yu Zequn's poetry is very good and has brought him great fame, modern poetry is too niche after all, not too many people buy it, and the commercial interests are also very small. Later, Yu Zequn entered the music scene as a poet and became a famous lyricist in Xiangjiang.

Basically. The lyrics of those emperor superstars. It's all from Yu Zequn's hands.

In Xiangjiang, Yu Zequn has the title of contemporary "Liu San".

Liu San was a famous lyricist in the Northern Song Dynasty, and Liu San's words spread all over the streets and alleys at that time.

Yu Zequn is called the contemporary Liu San, which can be seen in general.

If Yu Zequn is a famous lyricist in Xiangjiang. Then, Zuo Wenjing is the most well-known king of composition in Xiangjiang.

Zuo Wenjing wrote a song all his life. Even he didn't know how many there were.

But basically, for more than 20 years, a lot of songs have been sung for a long time. All out to the left Wenjing.

Yu Zequn and Zuo Wenjing, plus Xiangjiang martial arts master Liang Sheng. Xu Ying, a master of literature, is known as one of the four great talents of Xiangjiang.

"Let's go, two seniors. We go to the other side to talk. ”

Wang Can led the way and took Yu Zequn and Zuo Wenjing to a quieter place.

"Wang Can. You kid, I listened to you teach those little dolls just now, it's very powerful. ”

Just sat down. Yu Zequn said to Wang Can with a smile.

"Uncle Yu, don't laugh at me. These guys, as soon as they become famous, they inflate themselves. If this continues, our Xiangjiang music scene will be damaged by such a trend long ago. ”

"Yes, Xiangjiang music has flourished for more than 20 years, but now there is a crisis of decline."

Zuo Wenjing on the side also sighed and said.

"I don't know what Master Zuo has to say."

"What's the high opinion, no, I'll come to the mainland with your Uncle Yu today to have a look."

"Haha, it seems that Master Zuo is ready to enter the mainland music scene?"

Wang Can suddenly became interested, "Master Zuo, remember to take me." ”

"Come less."

Zuo Wenjing scolded Wang Can with a smile, "Wang Can, your music style is not bad, and the songs you have written recently are also very popular." It's just that your song is just too popular and lacks a hint of classicism. If you can start with the classics, maybe you can go one step further. ”

"Thank you, Master Zuo, for your advice."

Wang Can respectfully thanked Zuo Wenjing.

"But, Master Zuo, do you really want to enter the mainland?"

"There's this idea."

Zuo Wenjing nodded: "Cantonese songs have been prosperous for more than 20 years, and there will always be times when they go downhill, and the mainland market is too small, and the potential of Xiangjiang songs is about to be exhausted." Moreover, although Cantonese songs are popular, they are always only a branch of Chinese songs. The most commonly used language and the most influential language in the world is Mandarin. With such a large mainland market and such a large room for growth, I think it may not be a difficult way to enter the domestic market. ”

"Brother Zuo Gaojian."

Yu Zequn said with great appreciation, "The mainland market is indeed very large, and it does have great potential for development. It's just that how to break through Chinese music in the mainland, I don't know if Brother Zuo has any ideas. ”

"Nope."

Shaking his head, Zuo Wenjing sighed.

"Due to historical reasons, the development of music in the mainland and Hong Kong is not in the same line. Although Xiangjiang music seems to be very popular, mainlanders also like it. However, Hong Kong Music has never been able to truly penetrate the hearts of mainland people. Only local original Chinese music is their roots. But unfortunately, many musicians in the mainland are also confused. ”

"I've been watching a guy lately."

At this time, Wang Can said.

"Who?"

"Huang Yifan."

"You mean, the one who wrote the music for the best musician of the year?"

Zuo Wenjing felt a little imprinted, and said, "Could it be that he has also entered the mainland market?" ”

"Master Zuo, you misunderstood, he was originally from the mainland."

"Ah......h

Zuo Wenjing was a little surprised, "Mainlanders can actually create such good Cantonese songs, not bad, not bad." ”

"Master Zuo, not only that, this Huang Yifan has not only created a few good Cantonese songs, but he has also created a few good Chinese songs in the mainland recently."

"Oh, yes, which ones."

"I'll write it to you."

The people sitting here are all music masters, and although they don't bring out the score, as long as they have heard the songs, they can write down the scores directly on the spot.

Wang Can has cooperated with Yingjie Records for many years, and at that time, Huang Yifan's songs were more tender and more dreamy, but he was on the scene, and he also had a deep impression on Huang Yifan. In just a few minutes, Wang Can wrote a brief score of the two songs on Valentine's Day without a Valentine, how many good sisters do you have.

"Master Zuo, take a look."

Zuo Wenjing took the brief score handed over by Wang Can, just glanced at it, and his eyes lit up.

Not bad indeed.

It doesn't lose the lyrics of folk songs, but also adds elements of pop music, "It's very good." ”

"Yes, these two songs are already very popular in the mainland. However, because we Xiangjiang people never listen to songs written by mainlanders, we are not very famous. ”

"Well, in that case, I'd have to study it when I go back."

"I believe that with the talent of Master Zuo, I will definitely be able to see the way. However, Master Zuo, today we can still enjoy Huang Yifan's latest song. ”

"Did that Huang Yifan also write a song for this charity performance?"

"Yes, (ukash.co) wrote a poem called Tomorrow Will Be Better."

"Tomorrow will be better."

Nodding, Zuo Wenjing said, "When will this song start?" ”

"I don't know, maybe ......"

Wang Can was ready to continue talking, but at this moment.

In front of the stage, there was a childish, but powerful melody.

Gently wake up the sleeping mind

Slowly open your eyes

Take a look at the busy world

Whether it's still lonely and keeps turning

The three of them were shocked, turned around, and stood up in the direction where the music came from. (To be continued.) Enable the new URL