"Today's music salon is really meaningful.”
Liu Dehua felt the change in the atmosphere and whispered to Zhang Xueyou beside him.
"Yes."
"He might be able to host the entire song style of the State of Zhao in the future…"
Zhang Xue You nodded and replied.
Their status was very high and their influence was even greater. They all knew a lot of information in advance.
In the 1980s and 1990s, which was the glorious era of the Heavenly Kings, many Xiangjiang songs liked to cover songs from Fu Sang Country, Korea, and the West.
Now.
The State of Zhao gradually entered a stage of all-out competition with the rest of the world. They also began to be given missions.
…
At the right time.
"Thank you!"
A stack of draft paper and a Hero brand fountain pen were handed to Liu Dehua.
He received it with both hands and replied.
"Thank you!"
Beside him, Zhang Xueyou smiled as he looked at the young volunteer whose face was flushed red.
…
At this moment, volunteer girls from Baodao Music Academy were holding trays covered in red cloth. They walked to each table in turn and handed them paper and pens.
Lu Yuan also received it with both hands.
His gaze focused on the semi-circular salon seats. They were all famous top music producers, songwriters, and music critics in the Chinese music industry...
Looking at the white paper, he revealed a thoughtful expression.
In her mind, she carefully recalled Zhou Xiaolun's Zhao Guofeng song from her previous life…
The first song," East Wind Breaks," swept through the entire Chinese pop music industry. It even started the retro Zhao Guofeng style of the Chinese pop music industry…
The lyrics were good, the song was good, the mood was romantic and beautiful, and the singing was amazing!
…
After that, it was " Hair Like Snow ", which interpreted eternity and narrated the love of the past and present reincarnation…
A Thousand Miles Away!
Chrysanthemum Terrace!
"The fireworks are easy to cool down"!
Various melodies and lyrics started to flow in Lu Yuan's mind.
…
Baodao Music Academy, Professor Zhang Jingyang's office.
The old professor asked Lu Yuan's deskmate, Ke Teng, to use the computer in his office to find the channel of the 'Music Salon'. After a while, the image gradually became clearer.
The camera's perspective was constantly zooming in, moving from the faces of well-known music creators…
"Professor Chen, this is Lin Wenxi, right?”
Ke Teng looked over and recognized the middle-aged man whose view had stopped.
This person graduated from Shuimu University's Faculty of Chinese Literature and was the top lyricist in the Chinese music industry. He was known as the Sage of Ci and Master Xi in the industry. He often wrote lyrics for the God of Song, Zhang Xueyou, and the Queen of Heaven's Consort.
"Yes!"
Professor Zhang Jingyang, who had just put on presbyopic glasses, nodded and replied.
"This is Cai Jianya,'Qu Daddy', under Pola Gold Records!”
Ke Teng said.
…
The camera stayed on these top-notch 'Qu Daddy',' Music Composers', for the longest time. It clearly captured their focused thinking posture.
Other than Father Qu, the Heavenly Kings, and a few top-notch singers who were only a hair's breadth away from becoming a Heavenly King; In the music salon, the other guests quickly glanced over.
Although it was just a flash, Ke Teng still recognized the blurry figure in the middle.
" Isn't that Ah Yuan?"
Ke Teng widened his eyes and asked.
After getting the professor's affirmative answer, Ke Teng seemed to have discovered a big secret. He scratched his ears and cheeks and was chased out of the office by Professor Zhang Jingyang. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he ran out.
"Big event!"
"Big event!"
He stopped near the school phone booth, inserted his SIM card, and dialed one number after another.
…
Baodao University, Recital Hall.
A long time passed.
More and more creators started to write.
"It's decided to be you!"
"The eternal god, Zhao Guofeng's pinnacle 'Blue and White Porcelain'!”
Lu Yuan opened his eyes and made a decision in his heart.
"But…"
"You can't just write out the lyrics and the song in its entirety.”
As he was thinking, Lu Yuan habitually tapped the coffee table with his fingertips.
"It's a little too shocking to release it directly. Moreover…this song is a song by Zhao Guofeng at his peak. Before that, I still need to further create the atmosphere of Zhao Guofeng's song.”
…
At the side, under Zhou Xiaolun's gaze, Lu Yuan picked up his fountain pen and removed the cap. He leaned against the coffee table and wrote three vigorous words:
Blue and White Porcelain!
The tip of the pen hung gently in front of the paper.
In his previous life, the relevant information appeared in front of his eyes.
"Best Song of the Year, Best Lyricist of the Year, and Best Compositor of the Year!”
"The most unique thing about 'Blue and White Porcelain', is that it can present the entire song from beginning to end like a painting in front of your eyes. The prelude is like opening a painting scroll, and a thick ink spreads out in the water. The blue sky and drizzle are thousands of miles away from the stone bridge. At the end of the song, it is as if the painting scroll has been put away. It is meaningful and endless…"
"Blue and White Porcelain, a work of nature, a true masterpiece of Zhao Guofeng!”
…
"In terms of artistic conception,'Blue and White Porcelain' is like a misty and misty painting of Jiangnan's ink landscape.
In terms of words and sentences,"Blue and White Porcelain" is a plain heart paper written by the window. The pen twists and turns because the heart is like a double silk net, with thousands of knots in it.
In terms of melody,"Blue and White Porcelain" was like a mountain stream quietly flowing on the stone in the breeze. It was clear and bright, but it was winding and full of endless meaning.
When these three factors were combined, the song 'Blue and White Porcelain' was just as its name suggested. It was like the finest celadon that 'cared for its own beauty'. It was clean of all the lead, simple and elegant, fresh and smooth. The zither is beautiful, the teeth are crisp, and the pipa is gurgling…"
…
Countless praises kept appearing!
Lu Yuan let out a long breath.
He continued to write:
"The blank embryo outlines the blue and white brush tip, which is thick and light
The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup
The sandalwood fragrance is rising, and through the window, I understand what's on my mind
The brush on the rice paper is half put here
Glaze colors render the charm of the painting of a beautiful woman, but it is hidden
And your sweet smile is waiting to be released
Your beauty is gone…"
…
At the side.
Zhou Xiaolun had already been watching Lu Yuan's actions closely.
He didn't even blink. He even held his breath and quietly watched Lu Yuan write the lyrics.
The lyrics were too beautiful!
It was too beautiful!
It was like a painting…
Zhou Xiaolun shuddered as goosebumps rose on his arms.
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