A song about a southern girl made her ex-girlfriend cry on the judges' bench

It was already ten o'clock when Fan Ying returned home during the winter vacation.

He felt that he had not relaxed for a long time. He studied intensively every day. It felt good to be lazy occasionally like now.

"Buzz!"

The phone vibrated, he stretched and sat up, taking a look at the message

"Teacher Qiu Di, I am Meng Siran, Zhou Ningqing's agent. I would like to ask if you have finished writing your new song. I don't mean to rush you, but Zhou Ningqing and I are looking forward to your work."

"New song?"

Fan Ying was stunned for a moment, and it took him a few seconds to come back to his senses.

He did promise to write a song for Zhou Ningqing a few months ago, but at that time he had to prepare for the welcome party, and then he was busy signing a contract with the entertainment company, and he forgot about it.

"Whatever, I have nothing to do during the holidays, and I just learned how to arrange music, so I can practice it."

The few songs that Fan Ying had sold before were all accompanied by guitar. This time he decided to put a little more effort into the accompaniment.

After all, the person who invited him to sing was his ex-girlfriend, so how could he not treat her well?

He turned on the computer, opened the music arrangement software, selected a few suitable tones, and quickly made the accompaniment.

"Uncle Qian, are you free now? I want to go to your studio to record a song."

After finishing the preparations, he called Qian Xiaopeng.

A cheerful voice came from the other end:

"Look at what you said. If you want to record a song, you have to make time even if you don't have time! Come over. There's no one here right now."

Fan Ying arrived at the recording studio, handed the accompaniment to Qian Xiaopeng to introduce, then entered the recording studio and put on headphones.

"you are the most beautiful cloud in my sky"

"Let me keep you here with my heart"

"stay!"................

Five minutes later, Fan Ying asked:

"Uncle Qian, how did I do this time?"

Qian Xiaopeng seemed to be still in shock and did not reply for a while. Fan Ying could not help but ask again:

"Is it ok, Uncle Qian? If it is ok, I will come out."

"Come out now."

Fan Ying walked out of the recording studio and found Qian Xiaopeng staring at him. He immediately scratched his head.

"Is there something weird about me?"

"No, but you are very strange!

Qian Xiaopeng organized his words and said:

"I remember very clearly that the first song you recorded for me was Blue Lotus, and later you recorded You in the Past, and some unnamed demos."

"Not long ago, a new song called"Really Love You" appeared on the charts. The composer is Si Er. I was puzzled at the time, but later I saw a live performance video on TikTok. Although you were wearing a mask, I recognized it right away."

"That Si Er, I'm afraid that's the name you gave yourself!"

Fan Ying did not hide this and laughed:

"Nothing can be hidden from you, Uncle Qian."

This is normal. Qian Xiaopeng knows where he studied, and the videos on the Internet also have the entry of his school.

A school that is not a music college suddenly has a new song that becomes popular. It can only be the credit of Fan Ying.

Qian Xiaopeng's expression gradually became serious:

"I know you are a genius in music and you can handle any genre, but the more you are like this, the more you should not be proud and complacent, and you should not be satisfied with your current achievements."

Fan Ying didn't quite understand what Qian Xiaopeng meant. He had never been proud and complacent before!

But seeing Qian Xiaopeng so serious, he didn't want to interrupt him.

"You must be confused, why am I suddenly telling you this? Because you don't realize it yourself, I have to be the bad guy. Let's not talk about the distant past, just talk about the song you recorded today."

"The style of this song is completely different from what you wrote before. The whole song feels good. Once it is released, it will definitely be popular on the entire Internet. But don’t you think it is too popular with the public?"

"This style of music, this way of singing, is exactly the type that has appeared countless times on the list. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was a song written by those older masters in the music industry!"

"Again, I'm not saying this song is bad, it's just that after listening to the whole song, I can't see your personal characteristics"

"If someone else wrote this song, I would praise it, but you are ahead of the times. You can't deliberately write this kind of song that is easy to become popular just to please the public and cater to the market!"

Qian Xiaopeng and Fan Ying are not related. Even if Fan Ying continues to write this type of song in the future, he can't stop it.

After all, no one will go against money.

He knows that he seems to be meddling in other people's business, but he has to say that no one wants to see a talented songwriter embark on the path of mass-producing divine songs for money.

Fan Ying understood Qian Xiaopeng's concerns and was slightly moved.

"Don't worry, Uncle Qian, I'm not that kind of person. To be honest, I'm not short of money now. I can get a share of the two songs"You in the Past" and"I Really Love You". Every morning when I open my eyes, I see a steady stream of money coming into my bank card."

"I wrote this song to prove myself that I can write anything, whether it is new or popular. Another reason is that my ex-girlfriend's agent asked me to write a song, and I wanted to send this song to her to sing."

"Why?" Qian Xiaopeng had a strange look on his face.

It was the first time he heard that Fan Ying had an ex-girlfriend, and she was from the entertainment industry.

Fan Ying smiled very sinisterly:"After listening to this song, don't you think it is very magical? What kind of response do you think this song will cause after it is released?"

Qian Xiaopeng thought for a while, but couldn't figure out what was going on.

What kind of response could there be?

At most, it would dominate the charts for a while and be widely sung!

Could there be any other response?

Fan Ying pretended to be mysterious and didn't reveal anything, just saying that you would understand after the song was released.

He had studied the current music market, and there were songs similar to the most dazzling ethnic style, but in his opinion, they were not quite up to par.

In other words, the action was not fierce enough!

He sent the song to his agent Meng Siran, who took out the electronic contract that had been prepared long ago. Fan Ying hesitated when signing.

He had to sign his real name for the contract to take effect. Wouldn't he be able to see any clues?

Forget it, who cares, there are so many people with the same name in the world, could Zhou Ningqing really suspect him?

Zhou Ningqing was in a stalemate at this time.

Since her debut, she Everything went smoothly for her. She won places in talent shows, ranked in the top five on music charts many times, and played the leading role in TV dramas, which received good ratings.

Her fame grew day by day, but maybe it was because she became famous too quickly, or because she had never won a championship or topped the charts, people always treated her as a second-tier artist, and her announcement fee never increased. She was obviously just one step away from becoming a first-tier artist, but she just couldn't take that step. The company paid for several famous songwriters to tailor a few songs for her, but it didn't change the status quo.

Those who like her like her very much, but those who don't like her will not take the initiative to learn about her works, so she has been unable to break out of the circle, let alone expand her fan base.

If this continues, I'm afraid her fame will only get lower and lower.

At this moment, Meng Siran came over excitedly with a stack of information under his arm.

"Ning Qing, Teacher Qiu Di has written a song for us!"