The ethereal and beautiful melody, transmitted through the headphones, cleansed Song Yuqin's discerning ears.
Listening with speakers and headphones are truly two completely different experiences.
After going back and reviewing the lyrics again, Song Yuqin went from offering guidance to being surprised, and then, after putting on her headphones, her surprise turned into shock!
She had initially given the opening a low score, but immediately changed her mind.
The lyrics to the eight cups of wine to drown her sorrows were deeply moving, and the ethereal and beautiful melody made her listen with profound appreciation.
This immediately echoes the lyrics of the opening lines.
The core of this song is to compare the entertainment venue to the real world, where there are all kinds of people, wearing all kinds of makeup and costumes, but no one remembers what they look like.
but.
These people who are easily overlooked all have their own dreams and aspirations hidden behind them.
Suddenly, Song Yuqin had a whimsical idea, and images of the four stages of life flashed through her mind.
The lyrics, "Sunrise and Moonlight," pay homage to the carefree days of youth.
Hometown and distant places, what we respect is the ambition of young people and their lofty dreams.
Tomorrow and the past: a reminder of middle-aged hesitation and, more importantly, bewilderment.
From freedom to death, in old age, looking back, the scenes of life keep replaying in the mind, like a rare movie that can only be remembered and cannot be replayed!
Life is like these eight cups of wine to drown sorrows; raising a cup to drown sorrows only makes them worse, and in old age, all you can do is reminisce.
The most crucial element is having a large entourage.
When you first step into that playground (society), we all carry lofty dreams, ready to make great strides, only to be brutally beaten down by society.
In the end, the dreams we once cherished fade away, until we forget our original aspirations, don heavy makeup, and play various roles in life like people in a theatrical performance. By then, no one remembers what you were originally like, including yourself...
These eight cups of wine, meant to dispel sorrow, were elevated at that moment.
It gave Song Yuqin a sense of "artistic" beauty.
This song is going to be a bombshell... It's very likely to be a bombshell once it's released!!
After turning up the volume of her headphones by two notches, Song Yuqin listened to it again, and then, still not satisfied, put it on repeat.
The only thing she's unhappy about is that it hasn't been recorded yet; she really wants to see the final product.
Song Yuqin's shocked expression had subsided, and she muttered to herself in a questioning tone, "This was written by Zhaoyang? He just transitioned to a new style and he's already written such a hit song?"
I glanced at the audio file with a skeptical eye to see who had sent it.
The ID account shown above is: Li Zhaoyang.
That's right, it's Zhaoyang.
“He…” Song Yuqin stammered, “Written by Zhaoyang?”
All the words I could say in the end could only be summed up in these four words: a question.
If a top-tier or gold-medal songwriter submits a song, Song Yuqin would think that the other party is very likely to have a burst of inspiration, which is why they wrote such an exquisite song.
But... Zhaoyang has only just transformed and it's already this amazing? Seriously?
I thought the other person was just talented at singing, but I didn't expect their songwriting skills to be so high as well.
Fearing her hopes would be dashed, Song Yuqin turned on her computer and searched for any keywords related to relieving sorrow.
She desperately wanted to confirm that this wasn't a newly released pop song that Zhaoyang had copied from the internet.
To her disappointment, the search for "sorrow relief" actually brought up several songs.
Song Yuqin frowned slightly. "Copied?"
It seems that after her singing career was ended, Zhaoyang really wants to be recognized again...
This path has been taken to an extreme.
Song Yuqin shook her head in disappointment and prepared to read the most popular song, "Sorrow," to see which lyricist and composer wrote it, as its quality was surprisingly high.
She soon realized something was wrong.
The most popular song, "Sorrow," is not the one submitted by Zhaoyang.
It's just a work with the same name.
Disappointment was rekindled with hope, and she listened to the next song with anticipation.
After playing all the songs with the same title, I realized that none of them were the correct ones.
In other words, the poem "Sorrow" that Zhaoyang submitted was his own original work?
The previous fatigue and depression were swept away, and surprise and passion filled Song Yuqin's whole body. This song gave her hope.
She immediately got up and left the office; she had a lot to talk about with Zhaoyang.
I thought Zhaoyang had already returned to the artist department, but I didn't expect him to still be here.
It seems that Xiao Zhang has already arranged the transfer procedures for Zhaoyang.
"Zhaoyang".
Song Yuqin walked to Zhaoyang's desk, her eyes sparkling as if stars were shining deep within them: "Did you really write this poem, 'Sorrow'?"
She desperately wanted to confirm.
"Director, have you finished listening?" Li Zhaoyang asked.
"Hmm." Song Yuqin leaned back in another chair on the desk as if they were old friends, hesitant to speak, staring blankly at Li Zhaoyang.
The director had a very mature and charming demeanor. Being stared at by her like that, Li Zhaoyang was a little flustered and reached up to touch his face: "Director, is there something on my face?"
Song Yuqin shook her head, her eyes sparkling like stars, and asked, "Have you ever written songs before?"
Li Zhaoyang: "No, Director, this song, 'Sorrow,' is my first work."
Teacher Mao, I'm so sorry, haha.
"Your talent for songwriting is too high. You can write such a song for your very first debut. You are a songwriting genius who was delayed by being a singer. God closed a door for you, but opened a window for you at the same time."
Song Yuqin was genuinely happy and even took the initiative to suggest recording the song: "Do you want to sing this song yourself?"
Li Zhaoyang immediately rejected the idea: "Director, do you think my hoarse voice is suitable for singing?"
"Oh right, right, right, look at my head, I'm so excited." Song Yuqin was already treating Zhaoyang like a little treasure. "As for the selection, just tell me your requirements, and the director will personally go to the artist department to find the most suitable top-tier singer for you."
"There are no hard and fast rules. I only have one requirement: a male singer, preferably with a gentle style. It doesn't matter if he's a top-tier singer or not." Li Zhaoyang was well aware of the quality of this song.
Fire was inevitable.
The key point is that they are not picky about singers.
"By the way, let's start recording tonight if possible."
"Recording starts tonight? I'm about to get off work, can't we do it tomorrow morning?" Song Yuqin asked, puzzled.
"I'm going to snipe Zhao Shanshan." Li Zhaoyang said what was on his mind, there was no need to hide anything from the director.
Using one's own innocence to falsely accuse oneself in order to gain popularity and try to win three consecutive season championships is not that easy.
"You want to take the July quarter championship directly?" Song Yuqin was surprised by Zhao Yang's idea: "It's already mid-July. There's still recording and promotion to do. By the time the song is released, it will be past the 20th. The Silver Chart monthly ranking is very fast-paced. We have plenty of time. Zhao Yang, there's no rush."
In the music industry, there are two major real-time statistics charts: the Gold Chart Season and the Silver Chart Monthly.
The Golden List season is the most prestigious, with four seasons a year: spring, summer, autumn, and winter.
The spring season takes place in January, February, and March.
The summer season is in April, May, and June, and so on.
Because the Golden Chart season lasts for three months, has a slow pace, requires a long time to maintain the chart position, has too many variables, and the lyricists and composers who participate in the chart must be at least trainees, the value of the chart is higher.
The Silver Chart Monthly has twelve seasons a year, mainly from January to December. The fast pace and lack of restrictions on lyricists and composers have led to a mixed bag of quality.
To win the titles of King or Queen of Singers, one must either win a Gold Chart Season Championship or win three consecutive Silver Chart Monthly Championships.
Zhao Shanshan has now won the Silver Chart Monthly Champion title twice in a row. She won the Silver Chart Monthly Champion title again in July, making her the first singer to be promoted to Queen of Song this year.
Seeing the chill in Li Zhaoyang's eyes, and considering the effects of Xiaochou's treatment, Song Yuqin gritted her teeth and agreed.
"Okay, I'll go to the artist department. Zhaoyang, you rest for a while and go straight to the recording studio."
After giving her instructions, Song Yuqin disappeared from the composition department's office area.
Many colleagues in the department couldn't help but sigh and feel a pang of emotion when they saw the director rushing to the elevator.
Huang Weizhou, in particular, said: "I'm afraid the director won't be able to keep his position this year, right?"
Chen Zuan, who had just made himself a cup of coffee, was filled with mixed emotions: "It's almost time to get off work, and the director is still busy. I wish I could write a classic poem for him right now to turn the tide."
"By the way, do you guys believe the authenticity of Zhao Shanshan's video?" When they have some free time, colleagues start talking about this highly topical issue.
"Didn't Zhao Shanshan admit it herself? She and Zhao Yang used to be lovers. With that song, she had no chance of winning the July season championship. At best, she could only secure third place. Once this public opinion spread, the data skyrocketed. Don't you understand?"
"Actually, whether this matter is true or not is no longer important. In the public's impression, Zhao Yang has become a beast who assaulted Zhao Shanshan. Even if the truth comes out later, not many people will care. They only want to believe the answer they see in their hearts, not the truth."
“Zu An’s words make sense. Once public opinion emerges, the truth becomes irrelevant. Moreover, Zhao Yang has to face such a high penalty for breach of contract. Although the company helped to pay it in advance, it also means that he can only leave Wanxia after paying off his debts.”
That's how this industry is; when someone's down, everyone pushes them down.
Jiang was exposed for domestic violence in his early years, but after winning the case, he found out that he had been framed.
Take Wang Mouhong as another example. He won his lawsuit against his ex-wife, but the truth was that she had framed him. However, the impression of infidelity had already been formed in the public's mind.
The public won't care about these truths.
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