Recast youth

Chapter 2041 "The Best Lyricist"

It was almost the same as what Ye Feng guessed.

When he and Kong Jingke walked into the lobby of the Yihe Restaurant, the lobby manager immediately recognized the two of them. One was the young and richest man in the country and a friend of the boss.

The other one is Kong Jingke, the most popular singer in the music industry in the past two years.

However, the person who can be arranged by Chen Pan to serve as the lobby manager of Yihe Restaurant is not a simple person. The guests coming and going at Yihe Restaurant are either rich or expensive. If you want to be the lobby manager here, you must be well-rounded. The key is Always keep your curiosity in check.

After a moment of surprise, the lobby manager came up and asked Ye Feng politely if he needed anything, and then personally led the two of them to the Peony Hall on the second floor, which was not open to the public. After leading the two to the private room of the Peony Hall, he was very knowledgeable. He left the room, but within two minutes he came back with a very good-looking waiter. He repeatedly asked him to serve the guests in the private room well, and did not leave until there was no one left behind.

The private rooms have screens and hanging paintings, which are antique, and the decoration is very antique.

In fact, to a certain extent, the decoration is modeled after the "Qingzun Hongzhu" Chinese restaurant in Chang'an Club, except that the decoration here is slightly brighter and more luxurious.

"You are familiar with this place?"

Kong Jingke asked curiously when he saw that the lobby manager was very polite to Ye Feng.

"I have eaten here several times before. This is a restaurant owned by Chen Pan."

Ye Feng also smiled and recounted what Chen Pan had hidden at the Yihe Restaurant, and then handed the exquisite menu to Kong Jingke: "Take a look and see what you want to eat."

Kong Jingke didn't look at the menu and said calmly: "I can do it, just take your pick."

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on it then."

Ye Feng was not polite and took the menu back. Since there were only two of us, Ye Feng didn't order much, but he ordered some famous dishes that he thought were delicious. For example, one of them included the soup he had eaten before. After ordering yellow croaker, he handed the menu to the waiter waiting next to him.

After ordering the food, Ye Feng turned his head and looked at the profile of Kong Jingke who did not eat fireworks next to him. He was a little satisfied. Perhaps it was because of his mental state. The temperament of Kong Jingke who returned to Yanjing became more and more refined.

Ye Feng asked: "What are you doing recently? Are you still holding a concert?"

"I just finished my nationwide concert tour and I won't be performing for a while. I want to leave time for little Pianhong."

Kong Jingke had a nice voice and spoke softly. During this period, her life was very simple and fulfilling. Basically, she was at home and in the recording studio. Then she turned to Ye Feng and said, "I am currently preparing for a movie." A Chinese-style album, I’ll hum a demo of the song, can you listen to it for me?”

"can."

Ye Feng agreed without thinking. Listening to Kong Jingke singing was a kind of enjoyment.

Then Kong Jingke opened his mouth lightly and began to hum softly. As soon as he opened his mouth, the mountain water came out, just like rainwater flowing down the mountain stream. The end of the song was indescribably sweet.

At this moment, Ye Feng felt as if his ears were instantly baptized.

I have to say that Kong Jingke's voice is really as if it has been kissed by an angel. Even if he just hums a small sample of music softly, it is so refreshing.

After Kong Jingke finished humming a short paragraph, Ye Feng came back to his senses and asked, "Are there no words?"

Kong Jingke said: "Currently I only have the music and the lyrics haven't been thought out yet. This is my first album after returning to China. I want to do a better job so that I won't disappoint the fans of my favorite songs."

Ye Feng thought of something and said with a smile: "You don't seem to like calling your fans fans."

"I don't like it." Kong Jingke had clean eyes, pressed his fingers, and said slowly and contentedly: "I think there are people who can appreciate the songs I sing. I am already very satisfied. To me, they are a very important group of people." People, and the definition of the word "fan", I actually don't like it very much. It feels a bit derogatory. I think they and I are equal, rather than saying that I am someone they admire and they are my fans. "It's OK to appreciate someone, but it's not advisable to worship someone. I'm grateful that they appreciate me, but the word "worship" is easy to be blind."

Ye Feng has rarely heard of this theory. Generally speaking, distinguishing celebrities is to distinguish the person's popularity and the number of fans they have. And many celebrities also like the more fans they have, the better.

Of course, the more you admire them, the better.

There are very few celebrities like Kong Jingke who don't really want fans to worship her, but just appreciate her.

Ye Feng couldn't help but said: "I hope some celebrities can learn from you and not join those so-called fan circles. You are right, worship can lead to blindness, and blindness can lead to extremes."

"I didn't think too much about it. I just thought it was great that someone would like to hear me sing."

At this point, Kong Jingke paused and said with clear eyes, "And the only one I can influence is myself. As for other people, I can't influence them, and I don't want to influence them. It's easy to cause trouble."

Ye Feng felt the same. Fandom is sometimes difficult to understand. He thought for a moment and suggested to Kong Jingke: "Actually, you haven't thought about the lyrics well. I can recommend you a lyricist. He is very suitable for filling in Chinese lyrics." A windy song.”

"Who?"

"Fang Wenshan."

As soon as Ye Feng said Fang Wenshan's name, Kong Jingke, he already knew who Ye Feng was talking about. Taiwan's gold medal lyricist is also Jay Chou's royal lyricist.

The lyrics writing skills are very deep.

However, Kong Jingke did not want to ask Fang Wenshan to write lyrics for this song, but looked at Ye Feng quietly: "Actually, I have a suitable candidate in mind. He was just named the best lyricist at the 17th Golden Melody Award. people."

"Who?"

Ye Feng was a little surprised. In his mind, Fang Wenshan was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate. Unexpectedly, Kong Jingke actually had a candidate in mind.

Kong Jingke looked at Ye Feng and said nothing.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment: "Is there something on my face?"

When Kong Jingke saw Ye Feng's confused look, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly, and then said with a smile: "On June 2006, 6, the Taiwan Golden Melody Awards were held in Taiwan. At the Golden Melody Awards ceremony, "Blue and White Porcelain" In one fell swoop, he won three awards: Best Song of the Year, Best Lyrics of the Year, and Best Composer of the Year. However, as the composer and lyricist of this song, he did not appear at the award ceremony. All I wanted was for him to give me Fill in the lyrics.”

Ye Feng: "..."

Originally, Ye Feng was a little confused when he heard what Kong Jingke said about the Taiwan Golden Melody Awards, but later and when he saw the smile on the corner of Kong Jingke's mouth, Ye Feng finally remembered.

"Blue and White Porcelain".

This song was originally created when Jay Chou held a concert in Dongzhou and invited Kong Jingke as a guest singer. In order to repay Jay Chou, Ye Feng memorized the song "Blue and White Porcelain" in advance and then sent it back to Jay Chou.

Then Ye Feng completely forgot about it.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng felt bad looking at Kong Jingke's expectant eyes. He never expected that he would accidentally shoot himself in the foot.

(End of this chapter)