"Top Ten Chinese Golden Songs" is sponsored by Huangdu TV and co-organized by the Chinese Musicians Association and the Record Working Committee of the China Audio-visual Association, with the purpose of encouraging and promoting the development of local Chinese pop music, and through this activity, a large number of widely circulated music works have been produced, which is a bit like the top ten Chinese songs in Xiangjiang at that time.

Listening to Mingmei's words, Yu Dongqing did not stop his pace, but asked while running: "Announced on the Internet?" ”

"Well, the official Weibo of Huangdu TV has just been announced, and the "Men Should Be Self-Improvement", "Qingcheng Mountain Bai Suzhen", "Youth Jinshi", "Learning to Meow" and two love songs have been successfully shortlisted. also specifically noted: "The Story of Time" is counted as being released this year and is not included in the awards. ”

Yu Dongqing smiled slightly when he heard this.

"The Story of Time" was only released in December last year, and if it is counted as last year's, it will definitely be shortlisted.

But "Learning to Meow" was also shortlisted?

Think about it, this is inevitable, according to the statistics of the three major music platforms last year, the number of clicks and downloads of "Learning to Meow" is as high as hundreds of millions, not including the clicks on Douyin! far surpasses the second-ranked "Men Should Be Self-Improvement"!

Sure enough, it's an Internet divine comedy, and even Yu Dongqing can't be admired.

Of course, Yu Dongqing created according to his position and obtained a part of the copyright income, which was about 1.1 million yuan, which had been remitted to his account by Jinye Company.

"Brother-in-law, you don't seem to be too excited?"

There's nothing to be excited about.

If so many excellent songs can't be on the list, it's really unreasonable.

And I'm not really original, to paraphrase an advertising slogan of that time and space: I don't write songs, I'm just a porter under the Time and Space Administration. ”

The top ten Chinese golden songs of the year are a big event in the music scene, and Yu Dongqing soon received an invitation from the organizing committee to attend the award ceremony held in the Golden Hall of the Yanjing Hotel on the evening of February 28.

In addition to announcing the top ten golden songs of the year on the spot, more than a dozen individual awards for the most popular male and female singers of the year, the best composer award, the best lyricist award, the best arranger award, and the best album award will be announced.

"Yimin, do you want to go?" In the Shili Peach Blossom Tavern, Yu Dongqing and Liu Yimin chatted while drinking tea.

This afternoon, the weather was good, the wind was beautiful, Yu Dongqing did not go to the park to watch the old man play chess after eating, but drove to Sanlitun to play with Liu Yimin.

Since it was daytime, there were relatively few people in the tavern, so the two sat under the peach tree in the backyard, drinking kung fu tea, and chatting with each other.

When talking about this matter, Yu Dongqing asked Liu Yimin.

"Of course you have to go, after all, you still have to hang out in that circle. Besides, it's a good opportunity to show your face. Liu Yimin held the teapot and slowly poured tea into the teacup.

Show?

What's there to revise?

I'm worried that it's too late, it will affect my normal life.

I don't want to go down the same plane as I used to be.

However, what Liu Yimin said was also right, not to mention that Jin Yunfeng of Huangdu TV also called him personally, in addition to congratulating him, he asked him to participate no matter what.

Jin Yunfeng is a good person, and he wants to give face.

Liu Yimin picked up another cup of tea and handed it to Yu Dongqing, and said casually: "Also, I heard that Xia Wenxi from Xiangjiang was also invited over this year. ”

"Xia Wenxi is also coming?" Yu Dongqing took the teacup slightly, slightly stunned.

Xia Wenxi is a famous composer in Xiangjiang, and his status is equivalent to Gu Jiahui and Lu Guanting in Xiangjiang in the original time and space, and Li Zhiheng of Wanwan has a local status, and he belongs to the leaders of the music world.

The mainland of this time and space is very similar to the original time and space in the 90s of the last century, when Xiangjiang walked in front of the mainland in the pop music scene, so the former looked down on the latter.

People's music festivals are played by themselves, and they don't take the mainland to play, and they rarely participate in the mainland's music awards.

I didn't expect it to come this year!

"According to heard, at you." Liu Yimin said again.

"At me? Where did you get this gossip from? ”

"There is actually a problem with what is said on the Internet, you have written so many songs at once? Those people in Xiangjiang are not deaf, so they can't hear? ”

Scold?

It seems that it should be more likely to participate.

Xiangjiang Peak Road.

This is a road from the top of Taiping Peak on Xiangjiang Island to Wan Chai Gorge, and there are many mansions along the way, such as Jiuyunju, Donglu, Fengsheng Xuan, etc., one of which is hidden in the shade of green trees, which looks very quiet.

The owner of the mansion is none other than Xia Wenxi, an old man about sixty years old.

The weather is neither hot nor cold today, and he is leisurely drinking tea in the garden, accompanied by his assistant Lin Jiawei.

"Mr. Xia, according to the latest news, Ming Tsai and Wu Jingqi were also invited to Yanjing to participate in the grand ceremony, and also served as lottery guests, what do you mean?" Lin Jiawei asked softly.

Ming Zai's name is Zhang Jiaming, he is a popular student in Xiangjiang, a film and television singer, and Wu Jingqi is a famous singer in Xiangjiang and is known as the queen of Cantonese.

"Oh? I still have to go, but I don't have to be a lottery guest," Xia Wenxi took a sip of the teacup, then raised his head and looked at the assistant and smiled: "Mr. Jin from the imperial capital has invited me for several years, I always have to give people a face, right?" Besides, I'd love to meet that person. ”

Lin Jiawei knew that the person he was talking about was Yu Dongqing, a musician who suddenly rose in the mainland last year, and it is said that he had six songs shortlisted for the Top Ten Golden Melody Awards this time.

"Mr. Xia, I have carefully analyzed the songs written by Yu Dongqing, which are very complex, including rock, folk, pop, and what he calls the ancient style, but there are no Cantonese songs." Lin Jiawei said in a low voice.

Of course, Xia Wenxi will be his assistant tomorrow.

Pat yourself on the back.

Because what I'm best at writing is Cantonese songs.

Compared with Chinese songs, Cantonese music scores have denser melodies, relatively complex chord directions and many variations, and like to transpose.

Speaking of lyrics, the change in tone of the Cantonese lyrics is basically consistent with the change in the melody of the song, which has become one of the guarantees that the Cantonese songs sound good.

Because of its uniqueness in Cantonese, it is because of the problem that needs to be considered when writing Cantonese lyrics: consonance. The consonant is the change in the tone of the lyrics, which must be basically consistent with the melody change of the song, otherwise it will be difficult to listen, which is similar to the consideration of Pingqian in ancient songwriting, but it is more demanding than Pingxuan.

Therefore, the same score, filling in Cantonese and Chinese, the former is often better than the latter.

And Xia Wenxi is best at writing Cantonese songs!

However, Xia Wenxi has heard a lot of sycophants like assistants, and his heart is like water.

Seeing that the assistant was about to speak, he glared at him: "Mr. Yu can't even speak Cantonese, you let people write Cantonese songs?!" What's the point of comparing your own advantages with others' disadvantages?! ”

Lin Jiawei saw that the horse's fart was not patted well and slapped on the horse's leg, so he hurriedly stopped talking.

"Go ahead. Be prepared. Xia Wenxi waved his hand.

"Okay, sir" Lin Jiawei stepped back very interestingly.

Xia Wenxi sat on the recliner, his eyes slightly closed, and he felt a little lonely for no reason.

The friends who used to be able to write lyrics and songs, and who sang in unison with their own drums, have gone west, and there are fewer confidants who can chat, and more villains who pat on the back.

He suddenly thought of an ancient poem and gently recited it in Cantonese:

When is the bright moon?

Ask the sky for wine.

I don't know the heavenly palace,

What year is it?

I want to go back by the wind, and I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu,

It's cold in the heights.

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