Walking by the river at sunset and looking up at the sky

The faint smoke from the cooking pots brings homesickness

How many times have I missed you day and night

The clear river water is my flowing tears

…

Zhang Qing's singing has no stage presence at all, and the expression on his face is not at all like the narcissism of those mature singers. He is very serious.

But this seems to make people pay more attention to the songs and make them purer.

In fact, people here don't think he can write a good song.

In fact, most singers in the industry rarely come across a good song in their lifetime, and some rely on one good song to support their performances throughout their lives.

In this way, golden songs appear valuable.

However, the song Zhang Qing is singing now, both in terms of music and lyrics, is unexpectedly top-notch, at least for the mainland music scene in the 1990s.

"Can't tell the difference between dream and waking

I can't forget your figure

Through the years spring and autumn

Taste all the love and sorrow in the world

Why care about separation and possession at this time?"

…

Even without turning on the microphone, Zhang Qing's clear voice can still move people's hearts.

Qi Juan's bright big eyes stood out among the crowd, staring closely at Zhang Qing and refusing to look away for a second.

"Manyi, this song is not suitable for you. It is a country ballad. You are singing a bitter love song, which is not popular in Hong Kong City."

Before Zhang Qing finished singing, Xu Zhen couldn't help but speak first, trying to stop Li Manyi's mouth. She almost regretted it to death. She knew that she was here to collect songs today, so why did she invite friends to do it...

But how can I stop it? This is a golden song from mainland China!

These days, mainland music is far from losing its local flavor, and there are so many people working outside the country, tens of millions of them, who doesn’t feel homesick?

Although no one knows whether the song will be a hit before it is released, but for golden songs, veteran musicians like them can tell whether it is good or bad as soon as they hear it.

However, a song that is worthy of being the title song is so eye-catching that it cannot be ignored, both in terms of musicality and popularity.

Li Manyi is not a novice in the industry. She can't sing that anyone in the company can sing. How could she let this opportunity to make great contributions and build connections casually pass by? She retorted: "Ms. Xu, don't be too greedy. You can sing "The Greatness of the Sky" beforehand.

I won't say much more as we have made an appointment. People must have integrity. But it was clearly you who asked Zhang Qing to write another song for me, and now you want to snatch it away. Where is your integrity?"

Xu Zhen said angrily: "I'm here to collect songs today!"

Li Manyi was proud: "It's better to come sooner than later!"

At this moment, Qi Juan was completely unaware of what the people around her were talking about. She stared blankly at the stage.

The song seemed to travel through space, making her feel distressed.

She had always felt that Zhang Qing's heart was as firm as a rock, but she never expected that there would be times when he was so soft.

He actually felt homesick. At that time, he must have been very lonely inside...

"good!"

"Great song!"

There was applause. Although there were not too many people, the applause was very enthusiastic.

Zhang Qing was a little embarrassed and bowed to thank him.

Li Manyi kept looking at Zhang Qing, and when he came closer, she suddenly said: "Little brother, as promised, this song must be given to me! You have to be honest, right? By the way, what is the name of this song?"

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "Looking Homeward."

"Great name, great song!"

Li Manyi praised: "I didn't expect that my little brother would be so talented at such a young age. It's amazing. Do you want to go to Mercury?"

Xu Zhen was too lazy to argue with her and said funnyly: "Qingbei Miaozi, will I go to Mercury with you?"

Li Manyi sneered: "I took him to Hong Kong City to study at university. Is it worse than Qingbei?"

Xu Zhen said "fuck" and was speechless.

In this era, going to Hong Kong to study at university is really no worse than Qingbei...

Zhang Qing shook his head and said: "Thank you Miss Li for your kindness, but I still want to study in the mainland."

Li Manyi shook her head regretfully, and then showed her true face: "Are there any good songs? This song is a country ballad, which may not be suitable for me. Of course, I definitely want the song. But I know that composers tend to be very productive within a period of time.

, at your age, you are at your most ferocious."

A group of old men laughed. Li Suzhi still thought wrong. Anyone who plays music or art is not a sanctimonious scumbag.

Zhang Qing shook his head and said: "No, I just learned it not long ago."

"Grrrrrr!"

Qi Juan couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

Over there, Xu Zhen was already scolding, shouting: "You don't scold people like this. Not long after you entered the industry, you wrote two golden songs. How can Sun Li, Liu Qun and others have the dignity to live?"

Two men on the sofa cursed "fuck" together, and it was obviously the two of them.

Zhao Kai also became energetic and joined in the fun and said enthusiastically: "Little brother, don't forget me, you can't let me go all the way in vain, right?"

Li Suzhi smiled and said: "I am still a high school student. I will be a senior in high school this year, so I may not have that much energy."

Zhao Kai said excitedly: "When I was his age, I sang for three days and three nights in a row! At this age, you are most energetic, and you haven't talked about your girlfriend... You haven't talked about it yet, right?"

Zhang Qing smiled and shook his head. Zhao Kai patted his thigh and said, "Just watch!"

Xu Zhen scolded: "Mr. Cenon, slap yourself on the leg!"

Zhao Kai ignored it and asked Zhang Qing, "Is there anything else? If you can afford it, make a friend."

Zhang Qing smiled ashamedly and said: "I can't write love songs yet."

He knew that Zhao Kai was known as the Prince of Love Songs.

Everyone laughed, and Zhao Kai waved his hands and laughed at himself: "As long as it's a good song, it's time for me to transform. Can you give me some face?"

Zhang Qing was silent for a while after hearing this. Without saying much, he went up again with his guitar.

Qi Juan's face didn't look good. She knew that Zhang Qing came on stage today uncharacteristically just to save face for her family and her.

Let them know that although the people she brought back were from bad backgrounds, they were talented enough.

But, why did she care about those people's eyes?

Li Suzhi regretted a little. She shouldn't have said that before, and she didn't expect that Zhang Qing would be so strong...

…

"Xiao Zhao, why are you here looking for Zhang Qing this time? Does his book need printing again?"

In the family building of the teachers at No. 1 Middle School in Jiangjing City, Yang Fengmei looked at Zhao Qiang who came to visit, poured tea and asked.

Zhao Qiang smiled and said: "Zhang Qing has already entrusted me with the printing rights, so there is no need to make another trip. Coming here this time is a great thing." With that, he handed over "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" to Hong Kong City Wireless

The TV station took a fancy to it and even planned to shoot it with the mainland as a gift for the Hong Kong city's return next year.

"Teacher Yang, I am here this time to purchase the copyright."

After Zhao Qiang said this, Yang Fengmei said in surprise: "Oh! Such a good thing is really great news! Can Zhang Qing's novel be made into a TV series?"

Zhao Qiang nodded and said, "Okay."

After Yang Fengmei was happy for a while, she felt something was wrong again and said: "For such a good thing, you can go directly to Zhang Qing, but what else is there?"

Zhao Qiang smiled and said: "There is something I must explain to you, Teacher Yang. There are pros and cons in it."

"What is it, so important?"

Yang Fengmei felt a little nervous.

Zhao Qiang said: "Although Hong Kong City is rich, the wireless station is also famous all over the world, but after all, it was developed on a small island and is stingy by nature, so the copyright fee given is very small..."

Yang Fengmei smiled and said: "What do I mean? Don't worry, I'll go talk to Zhang Qing."

Zhao Qiang smiled and said: "Although Hong Kong City Wireless Station did not give much, the editor-in-chief of our agency gave me 50,000 yuan as the fee for the adaptation rights."

Yang Fengmei was confused and said: "Isn't this great? Why... Xiao Zhao, just say whatever you want, I'm even confused."

Zhao Qiang said sternly: "I hope Zhang Qing can sell the adaptation rights to Hong Kong City Wireless Station for one dollar as a gift for Hong Kong City's return next year!"

Hearing this, Yang Fengmei suddenly understood and said with a smile: "Good guy, it's really hard for you to think about Zhang Qing like this. You want to make him famous all over the world!"

Zhao Qiang smiled and said: "It's not necessary for me to bother him if he wants to be famous all over the world. As long as he wants to, it's easy. But within the famous system, it's important to let the superiors know that he is a patriotic writer. Mr. Yang, you have been here, you should know

Our country has experienced many setbacks and tribulations, and has also spawned a large number of various critical literatures, such as scar literature and exposure literature. And these writers usually have a blindly critical attitude towards the country. If Zhang Qing..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wang Zhi came out of the study, looked at Zhao Qiang seriously and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao, I know you mean well, but Zhang Qing is not suitable for taking such a path right now. It's too ostentatious, and it's not a good thing. Even so.

If you don’t follow the same standards, it’s not easy to stand out. You can negotiate about selling the copyright cheaply, but don’t pay a dollar. We will take whatever they give us. We don’t need a dollar more, and we don’t need a dollar less. Don’t you think so?

"

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PS: Yesterday, I read the article and said that I was very touched. I also understood why I wrote this book that neither editors nor colleagues were optimistic about. Book friends said that warm words are not enough. Yes, I understood it immediately.
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