Chapter 43: Help You Write a Hit Song!?
The live broadcast ended.
Shen Qing and Zhang Liangying did not return to the Mango TV cooperative hotel arranged by the program team.
After they, Ye Yiqian, and Ji Minjia finished their late-night snack, they left first.
The hotel there was full of contestants and quite a few Public Judges. With so many people, it was inconvenient for anything, especially since Liangying had the dolphin sound.
…
Changsha InterContinental Hotel.
Shen Qing shone a flashlight on Zhang Liangying’s throat, “Ah, ah… Open your mouth a little wider… Mm, very good, your vocal cords are rosy and lustrous. No wonder your singing sounds so good.”
Kneeling on the carpet, Zhang Liangying tilted her small head up and shyly smiled, “It’s all checked, so can I…?”
Shen Qing chuckled speechlessly, “How can you be so eager?”
Zhang Liangying: “I’ve been so busy lately. Now that I finally have some free time, of course I want to…”
Shen Qing: “Then you need to be mindful of your limits!! The Top 8 Finals are in just over ten days, you need to take it easy.”
Zhang Liangying: “Hehe, okay!”
…
July 16, 2005, Saturday.
The morning was clear and bright, with people coming and going on the streets.
After a night of revelry, today was suitable for creative work.
Shen Qing wore a white shirt and black shorts, with flip-flops on his feet. A pair of large sunglasses rested on his nose, and he held a coffee in his hand, looking relaxed and at ease.
Zhang Liangying was also dressed lightly, in a white long dress and silver flip-flops. Her hair cascaded casually over her shoulders. Of course, her silver-rimmed glasses were indispensable.
She held a pen in her hand and had a stack of A4 Paper in front of her.
Shen Qing: “For this Top 8 Finals, we need to prepare at least three songs.”
Zhang Liangying: “Maybe we’ll advance directly with just two songs?”
Shen Qing: “Then we’ll save them for the Top 6 Finals.”
This Top 8 Finals round offered two opportunities for solo performances.
In the first round, the Judges and text messages would each select one weaker contestant for a PK. The loser would be eliminated directly.
With Zhang Liangying’s strength, as long as she didn’t insult the Judges, she wouldn’t end up on the PK Stage.
The songs sung in this round could be relatively conservative.
In the second round, nine contestants would be divided into three groups.
This round offered a chance to directly enter the Top 8, so the chosen songs needed to be explosive. It would be best if the Judges had no choice but to select Zhang Liangying.
If they didn’t advance directly in the second round, they would have to proceed to the final PK round.
Therefore.
The third song also needed to be prepared.
Shen Qing: “I’ll tell you the three songs, you write them down.”
Zhang Liangying adjusted her glasses, “Mm-hmm, you say the lyrics, and I’ll write them.”
Shen Qing: “The first song, the title is Warmth…”
…
By the time the three songs were finished, Zhang Liangying’s hand was slightly sore.
But she was very happy.
At this moment.
In her eyes, Shen Qing was as tall and majestic as Mount Tai.
For a moment, she felt that Shen Qing was the most brilliant musician in the world. Otherwise, how could he come up with three songs so effortlessly?
When he was reciting the lyrics earlier, Shen Qing barely paused, and she could barely keep up with her writing speed.
“Is this the gap between a genius and me?”
“Boohoo! It seems I truly have no talent for creation. I can’t even come up with one song in half a year, but Shen Qing wrote three songs in the blink of an eye, so easily.”
“Haha, luckily my singing is quite good.”
“In the future, he and I will be the divine couple of the Chinese Music Scene, hahaha…”
Shen Qing took a sip of his freshly ordered cappuccino and, looking at Zhang Liangying’s dazed expression, asked calmly, “Liangying, what are you thinking about!?”
Zhang Liangying snapped back to attention and chuckled, “Nothing, nothing. I just think you’re amazing.”
Shen Qing: …
Of course, he’s amazing.
He just copied them from the existing song library~
Shen Qing: “Stop flattering me. Starting this afternoon, practice diligently. You’re not allowed to rest until I’m satisfied.”
Zhang Liangying: “Okay, I’ll definitely practice my songs well.”
Even a gifted singer like Zhang Liangying needs to practice her songs day after day. Her success was not achieved overnight.
…
Just as the two were about to find a restaurant to eat at~
Wang Han called, “Shen Qing, are you busy tonight? He Jiong, the host of Happy Camp, wants to meet you. Shall we have dinner together tonight!?”
He Jiong?
This well-known Mango TV host, a perennial figure in the Entertainment Circle.
Since he started hosting Happy Camp with Li Xiang in 1998, he had been active on the front lines of entertainment.
Shen Qing had nothing else planned for the evening, so he agreed.
In the afternoon.
He and Zhang Liangying found a park and practiced the three songs.
During this time, they also encountered some fans.
“Wow, Liangying, your new songs sound great!”
“Are you going to sing these songs in the Top 8 Finals?”
“Ahhh… I’m so looking forward to it!!!”
“Shen Qing, you’re amazing! Please write more songs for Liangying. You guys have to win the championship!”
“Haha, you could debut as a group!”
“…”
Seeing that it was almost six o’clock.
Shen Qing looked at a sharp young man and asked, “Handsome guy, do you use the internet? I need a favor.”
The young man was excited to be addressed.
“You’re welcome! I’ll definitely help if I can!”
“In the competition from Top 10 to Top 8, text message votes are crucial. I hope you can go to Tieba and promote Liangying.”
“OK, OK, I get it. Liangying sang three new songs today. I can go to Tieba and promote them, creating some suspense. The fans will definitely be itching to hear the three new songs, haha…”
“Yes, yes, that’s exactly what I mean!”
This young man was indeed quite sharp.
Shen Qing hadn’t even finished explaining his request, and he was already jumping to answer.
…
Around six-thirty.
Shen Qing and Zhang Liangying took a taxi together and arrived near Hongqi District, at an inconspicuous Hunan cuisine restaurant tucked away in a small alley.
The storefront wasn’t large, but it had quite a few customers.
This kind of place was a favorite for tourists, but locals usually couldn’t find it. The taste was undoubtedly superb.
“Liangying, Shen Qing!”
“Brother Han.”
“Let me introduce you. This is He Jiong, this is Li Weijia, and this beautiful lady is Xie Na…”
“Hello.”
The three of them were all hosts of Happy Camp. Xie Na had joined last year, replacing Li Xiang.
After being seated, Wang Han, the intermediary, continuously livened up the atmosphere, and everyone quickly became familiar with each other, engaging in casual conversation.
Four hosts, a hairdresser, and a singer – everyone was eloquent, and the private room was filled with a joyous atmosphere.
Plates of Hunan cuisine, appealing in color, aroma, and taste, were served, making everyone eager to eat.
Wang Han poured drinks for everyone and said, “Eat first, eat first. Let’s chat while we eat!”
…
This is how Chinese people conduct business.
They only start talking after a few rounds of drinks.
Wang Han said, “Liangying, with Shen Qing’s help, you’ll definitely go all the way. But Teacher He is facing some difficulties recently…”
Zhang Liangying asked in surprise, “Isn’t Teacher He’s Happy Camp doing very well?”
Hearing this~
He Jiong, Li Weijia, and Xie Na all sighed.
It seemed that Happy Camp was not having an easy time lately!?
Xie Na and Li Weijia looked at He Jiong, waiting for the elder brother to speak. He Jiong raised his wine glass and said, “Xiao Shen, let’s have a drink first.”
After drinking, He Jiong said:
“You don’t know, but recently Happy Camp’s ratings have plummeted to the bottom, the lowest they’ve been in five years…”
“The station has given us a strict order: if there’s no improvement within six months, they’ll replace us.”
“We’re trying every possible way to create buzz and topics, but the effect is minimal. We invited Li Yuchun a while ago, but it didn’t help much.”
Shen Qing said calmly, “Teacher He, I’m not good at improving ratings…”
He Jiong said with a wry smile, “That’s not what I meant. I was just setting the mood. Wang Han told me you’re good at writing songs. Could you help me write a song, preferably a Hit Song like the ones Zhang Liangying sings, to boost Happy Camp’s popularity?”
