"I think we can just release this version as a promotional song."
Li Xuexin is not very interested in listening to songs, but he felt that this song took half an hour to record and then another afternoon to tinker with it.
After an afternoon of hard work, the producer combined An Lingxian's Cantonese opera with the lovesick pop song sung by Wang Siyi. After listening to the final version synthesized through technology, he was amazed.
There is no doubt that this song will become popular once it is promoted. They have put a lot of effort into organizing this national poetry competition and have also received a lot of green channels.
The promotion is definitely great. It's a high-quality song with official endorsement, so it's hard for this song not to be popular.
If Wang Siyi's position as a top singer is not solid enough with just the song "Red Bean", then with the song "Lovesickness", she should be able to secure it. Li Changle feels that Wang Siyi will definitely be able to secure it this time.
Wang Siyi was also very happy, not only because the song felt so good after being recorded. The position of queen of pop was certainly important to her, but she and Li Changle were rarely together, so she now hoped to spend more time with Li Changle and try to win him over.
The recording went so smoothly this time, it was completed in less than a day. Doesn't that mean I can stay by her side for the next two days? Wang Siyi was ecstatic.
"I think this song is pretty good too. The little girl sings really well, very good."
An Lingxian was obviously very happy. She also liked the things that came to mind from popular culture and traditional culture. This approach could bring more popularity and vitality to the traditional Cantonese opera culture that she has been guarding.
While praising the song, she also commented on Wang Siyi's singing skills. She really felt that Wang Siyi was very talented. Generally speaking, the singing skills of drama singers cannot be low, especially for such a master-level figure. The fact that Wang Siyi could receive such praise shows that she is really amazing.
"Excuse me, senior. You are the real genius. The Cantonese opera you just performed brought me back to my childhood and almost made me cry."
Wang Siyi responded modestly, which seemed like a compliment but was actually the truth.
"With your talent, you'd be one of the most talented even in drama singing. There's no need to be modest."
An Lingxian smiled and said to Wang Siyi that although this girl was very talented, she had no plans to let her sing Cantonese opera. Firstly, she might not be willing to do so, and secondly, Cantonese opera required one to practice from a young age.
"That's settled then. This version will be the promotional track for the poetry competition. The competition will probably start in mid-October, and we'll be able to start releasing it in a few days."
Li Xuexin clapped his hands. There was still more than half a month before the poetry competition. It would definitely be enough time for the song to be released and become popular. At that time, he would definitely increase the promotion efforts.
Li Xuexin even predicted that this year's poetry conference would be more lively than previous years. He was confident in this song. Everyone knew about the poetry conferences in previous years, but most people didn't take them seriously.
People may just watch the show and pay a little attention, but submissions are usually made by professionals. This goes against the original intention of holding the poetry conference, which was to allow the whole nation to participate in the event.
As a result, after several decades, fewer and fewer people participated, and those who participated were mostly literature majors. Although the level did not drop, the atmosphere of national participation was relatively lacking, and it was difficult to produce spiritual works.
For example, the "Lovesickness" in the Cantonese competition this year was difficult for academics to pull off. Regardless of the industry, the more specialized something is, and the more academic the person, the more likely it is to end up being too highbrow for the masses; people won't understand or appreciate it, and that's pointless.
The official obviously also discovered this matter. When they saw the appearance of the poem "Lovesickness", they immediately felt that this was an opportunity, so they intended to regroup this year and encourage everyone to participate in the creation. What if the next poem "Lovesickness" is written by you?
What's more, the emergence of Xiangsi and this song is likely to lead to a wave of combining poetry adaptations with pop songs, which can promote the development of poetry culture.
"Changle, thank you so much. You're a very good young man with great talent. I'm optimistic about you."
Li Xuexin was very grateful to Li Changle. If Wang Weimin had not told him that he still had the talent to write songs, he might not have been able to come up with a practical plan to report to his superiors.
It looked like he could no longer keep the 20-year-old Moutai, but Li Xuexin felt it was worth it. With this operation going well, it was time to move on. He still had Wang Weimin to thank for it; it was just a bottle of wine, gone, gone. It wasn't a big deal.
"Uncle Li, you're welcome. This is what I should do."
Li Changle didn't mind, since he was paid for it. Besides, Li Xuexin was really generous; the prize money for the Cantonese Poetry Conference had already been paid.
That’s not all. Li Xuexin also gave him an extra sum of money in the name of the Guangzhou Poetry Association, saying that it was to thank him for his contribution to Guangzhou’s poetry culture. This Uncle Li is a nice person and easy to get along with.
At 4:30 in the afternoon, after saying goodbye to Li Xuexin, An Lingxian and their group, Li Changle and Wang Siyi took a taxi back to the residential building in Xingfuli.
"Are you hungry?"
Li Changle turned to look at Wang Siyi and asked.
Apart from the luxurious gout-friendly breakfast that Li Changle specially prepared for her in the morning, Wang Siyi did feel a little hungry as she hadn't eaten much the entire day because she had to record songs.
"Hungry."
Wang Siyi said it concisely, and then added another sentence.
"I want to eat the food you cook."
"What's for dinner?"
Li Changle was not surprised at Wang Siyi's answer.
"Anything is fine. I'll eat anything you cook."
Wang Siyi was a good girl who wasn't picky about food and looked easy to feed. Li Changle glanced at Wang Siyi, looking her up and down, and an idea flashed through his mind.
Seeing that Li Changle's eyes were a little strange, Wang Siyi raised her eyebrows and said to Li Changle in a fierce tone:
"What are you looking at?"
“You look so pretty…”
Li Changle muttered something, and inexplicably wanted to tease Wang Siyi.
Although it was very quiet, because the two were relatively close, Wang Siyi still heard it, and Wang Siyi, feeling happy, immediately wanted to smile.
The corners of his mouth were about to curl up, but thinking of his attitude just now, he couldn't show it so obviously. Then he turned serious again:
"What did you say!"
"Nothing, let's go buy groceries!"
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