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Chapter 175 How long has it been since you saw such an open-minded lyrics? (33, please subscribe)

Zhang Xiaowen went back to her seat, naturally she couldn't see the big stars behind Yang Qian's compliments, and she didn't know that Dai Yuni had finished listening to the song, but she didn't have a chance to speak, and she still had a ruddy face, full of praise for Yang Qian Where does the pride come from.

Obviously, in the recording studio far away in Yangcheng, Yang Qian's affectionate singing of "Song of Thousand Thousands of Ques" has already made several old-timers in the music world elated and carried away.

So Yang Qian had just finished singing, before he and Dai Yuni flirted with each other, they ignored his girlfriend and applauded vigorously.

"Good song, good song! I haven't heard such a good song for a long time!"

Lu Miao smiled all over her face.

Zhan Boyue was easily agitated. He stood up and walked towards Yang Qian with his hands outstretched.

Yang Qian didn't quite understand what he was going to do.

But seniors are seniors, facing seniors, Yang Qian didn't dare to be negligent, so he quickly got up and hugged him in a daze.

It is very much like the camaraderie of the two armies joining forces.

It's just that after Zhan Boyue shook hands with him affectionately, he laughed and said:

"Xiao Yang will become a big singer in the future, Brother Zhan, can I brag on the show, saying that before, that so-and-so, so-and-so, even hosted me?"

Yang Qian couldn't laugh or cry.

This teacher Zhan is so good at making troubles that he doesn't know how to answer the conversation.

It can only be panicked and lowered to show that Mr. Zhan, you are too praised.

Of course, other people are not as airless as Zhan Boyue, and they still have to be more or less reserved, like Xenia sitting on a chair and commenting with a smile:

"I like Xiao Yang's song very much. It's very beautiful. The style of the song is completely different from "Keep the Roots." The words are also about the reluctance to part with your girlfriend, right?"

Yang Qian nodded.

"But I think you express your reluctance very well. It's not the kind of hysterical one that I can't live without you. Girls don't like boys messing around like this. The more you stalk them, the more uncomfortable they seem Mature. On the contrary, it is best for you to be sad and not sad, let her know that you love her, but this kind of love is full of hope and poetic!"

Xinia's words were very interesting, she spoke in a very polite manner at first, and Yang Qian thought she was also a literary grandma who had read a lot of poetry and books.

Unexpectedly, when the topic changed later, he became an emotional expert and talked to Yang Qian about how to get along with boys and girls.

Yang Qian couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, but fortunately she said this in Cantonese, otherwise, Dai Yuni, who is still listening now, might feel embarrassed.

"Actually, I don't think this word is completely sad and unsad."

Zhong Rensheng opened his mouth, and after switching to Cantonese to chat, his interest in speaking returned.

Moreover, Zhong Rensheng is actually a singer with good lyrics and writing skills. In his early years, he also wrote songs and produced records for many Hong Kong stars.

Of course, now that he is older, he has long since retired from the music scene. It was only this time that the Guangdong Provincial TV Station found him, so he readily accepted the invitation and came out of the world again.

"Xiao Yang, when I heard you sing this song just now, I had a deep impression. It was rain hitting the window one day, or something? I'm getting old, and my memory is a little bit weak."

Zhong Rensheng shook his head with a wry smile.

"Teacher, is this part?"

Yang Qian played the guitar and sang as soon as he opened his mouth.

"When raindrops tap on your window one day,

When the wind blows your mind,

Can you take some time to think about this old look..."

Listening to Yang Qian's short playing and singing, several seniors still nodded in appreciation, or admired intoxicatedly.

Even if he sang a section in the middle, Yang Qian was able to get into the mood quickly. This is of course due to the fact that he spent more than a week practicing and polishing carefully.

Zhong Rensheng applauded approvingly, and discussed with Yang Qian with great interest:
"Yes, this is the sentence. Although the lyrics of this sentence are not so straightforward, they actually carry a sense of 'we may not be able to meet again in the future, but don't be too sad, we must remember each other's appearance' Sentimental."

"So, it's not entirely right to say that you are sad but not sad. Xiao Yang developed the short parting with his girlfriend as the theme of his creation. It is not just a short parting, but a long-term parting. In terms of distance, time, and Emotional parting."

"Because of the short parting, we can meet each other in a week or a few weeks. This kind of love between children can't be written. Even thousands of evening stars are not as beautiful as you. It takes a long time to miss you so much, and you can write , remember my old appearance, such lyrics!"

Zhong Rensheng's analysis was in place. This song was originally written about the reluctance between the retired singer and the fans.

The passage Yang Qian just played also expressed the singer's sadness of leaving the music scene for a while, but he didn't want fans to forget him completely.

So, it's really not completely sad.

Parting is always sad, and no one can really let it go—unless you are heartless.

"However, the overall lyrics of Xiao Yang's song are relatively positive. He didn't say that he intentionally created a sad mood. I think his idea is to express love, and it is very subtle and beautiful at the same time! I think very good!"

Before Yang Qian could nod his head to answer, Xinia, who liked the song very much, couldn't help arguing with Zhong Rensheng.

"Yes, yes, this is also the excellence of this song, and what I want to say next, Xiao Yang is the creator of Cantonese lyrics in my opinion--I don't comment on Mandarin songs, I don't know much about them!"

"But as far as Cantonese lyrics creators are concerned, Xiao Yang is rarely seen at this stage, including Hong Kong City. He is a very spiritual and very atmospheric lyricist! To be honest, after 2000, I thought I would never see him again. Such beautiful lyrics…”

Zhong Rensheng spoke very highly of Yang Qian, and he did not hide his love for Yang Qian at all.

However, when he reminded him, everyone else nodded their heads.

"Indeed, at the beginning of 2000, Uncle Qiang and Uncle Huang left us one after another, and it was rare to see classical and atmospheric songs appearing in the Hong Kong music scene."

Lu Miao sighed regretfully.

Yang Qian was silent.

Although he didn't really write this song himself and dare not accept Zhong Rensheng's praise, Yang Qian still agrees with what they said about the status quo of music in Hong Kong City.

As early as the last century, before the return of Hong Kong City, excellent works emerged one after another. Even though many foreign songs were adapted, the lyrics written by the older generation of patriotic lyricists were all magnificent and full of charm.

But now, what has become of the new generation of musicians in Hong Kong City?

Don't love your country, don't identify with your own culture.

Do not study, do not read poetry, worship foreign countries and fawn on foreign countries, stripping themselves and the country of more than 5000 years of inheritance.

Some people can even write wrong words. With such a cultural level, how beautiful can the songs they write be?
Stick to one's own opinion, look at one's own motherland with colored eyes, and have not really seen the beautiful mountains and rivers of the country.

Just living in a small room a few feet away, in a small city where you can walk all the way in a day or two, how grand and magnificent can you expect his works to be?
Even if there are talented and talented ci writers, under the influence of such narrow thoughts and insights, they may only be able to write some petty sentences about love and hate between young couples, even if they are about the same subject matter. , I am afraid it is difficult to write such an open-minded and beautiful "Song of Thousand Thousand Que"!

Of course, in Yang Qian's view, he has no way of evaluating the Hong Kong music scene, and the Chinese music scene he prefers is actually not very optimistic.

People who write songs don't want to write songs with all their heart. Everyone wants to become popular overnight and live broadcast to bring goods.

Those who are truly talented and able to write good songs cannot compete with traffic idols in the song rankings, cannot compare with the saliva divine song in terms of fame, and are tortured by infringement in terms of income.

——If their song becomes popular, a bunch of Internet celebrities will scramble to sing it, getting together to grab the limelight, and even netizens will only recognize the Internet celebrity who sings the most, not who the original singer is!Just like Yang Qian's "Goodbye" before.

Others are making a lot of money, but the original author is unknown and penniless, who can balance it!
So, labor and management quit!

Except for a small number of people who persist in generating electricity for love, others also go to live broadcasts to bring goods, or go to variety shows, jump up and down, become an idol star, and gradually forget why they chose to sing...

Hong Kong music scene, Chinese music scene, one side is a pool of stagnant water, and the other side is full of wonderful flowers.

Fifty steps and one hundred steps, no one can laugh at anyone!

When several old Hong Kong stars were at Qi Qiran, Yang Qian also secretly sighed.

However, they looked at Yang Qian with admiration, Zhong Rensheng looked at Yang Qian with hope, and Yang Qian thought with firm belief in his eyes!
It's gonna be okay, it's gonna be okay!

(End of this chapter)