He lowered his eyes, took another sip of tea, raised his eyes, and said: "Sister He, you are so beautiful and work hard. You also attended Dongshi's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala this time, but you have never become famous. Do you know why? ?”
"I don't know." He Shiya shook her head: "I tried really hard to sing, but..."
Her words reminded Zhu Zhiyuan of Wang Xiaomin, a female singer from later generations.
Wang Xiaomin sang so beautifully that Zheng Shaoqiu praised the singing for its charm.
However, she has never been very famous. Of course, she is much more famous than He Shiya, but she is only second-tier at best. Compared with those first-tier singers, her fame is far behind.
On a talk show, she once said aggrievedly that she was really serious about singing, but why wasn't she popular? She was also extremely beautiful, more beautiful than most singers, but she just wasn't popular. They are red.
The same goes for He Shiya. She is definitely not inferior to Wang Xiaomin in appearance. In fact, among the girls that Zhu Zhiyuan has come into contact with since his rebirth, in terms of appearance, He Shiya is the first, Bai Xue Najia Palace Phoenix, Not very poetic.
She also sings seriously, but she just isn't popular.
She herself also reflected on it, but felt that she was unlucky and had no one to help her.
"You have actually entered a misunderstanding." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "As a singer, you think that just singing hard will be enough, but this is actually wrong."
"What's the reason?" He Shiya asked.
"In fact, the singer of a song is not important." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "What is important is the song."
"Yes." He Shiya nodded immediately: "Of course it has to be a good song."
"Haha." Zhu Zhiyuan laughed: "Just listening to your words, of course, I know that you have never been able to find your position."
Seeing that He Shiya was confused, Zhu Zhiyuan said: "Many singers think that they are the most important, but in fact, singers are really not that important. What is really important is the song. Only if the song is good can you become popular, and It’s not the singer who is beautiful and handsome that makes him famous.”
He said and waved his hand: "Many singers only sing one song in their whole life. Why, after that song, he can no longer sing? There are no new songs? No, it's because he can never come across good songs again. , which also proves that song is the most important thing.”
"Yes." He Shiya nodded: "For many singers, it is true that one song becomes popular, and then no more good songs come out."
"Songs are more important than singers." Zhu Zhiyuan sighed: "But in terms of income, the benefits are all taken away by the singers, sixteen yuan on a fifteenth moon, you have heard of this, right?"
"I've heard of it." He Shiya nodded.
"The moon on the fifteenth day is so hot. Everyone knows Dong Wenhua. With this song, Dong Wenhua became famous all over the world and gained incredible fame, benefits, and money." Zhu Zhiyuan said, and he said: "But as for the songwriter, he got What? Didn’t even get any change, no one even knew their names.”
He Shiya nodded blankly: "That's true."
She thought for a moment and said, "You mean, I'm not popular because I don't have a good song."
"That's right." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded: "There are of course many reasons for whether it is popular or not, but first of all, it must be a good song. Of course, you can also refute that a good song does not necessarily mean it will be popular. There are many songs that the original singer cannot sing. It’s popular, but, if this song finally became popular, it must be because the song is good, no one can refute this, right?”
"Yes." He Shiya is a singer, so of course she knows that a good song may not necessarily make her popular, but a bad song will definitely not make her popular.
"But, where can I find good songs?" Her eyes became even more confused.
Zhu Zhiyuan smiled.
He calmly took two sips of tea, coughed slightly, and raised his eyes: "Turn on the recording on your phone."
He Shiya was stunned for a moment.
"Oh." She picked up her phone and turned on the recording.
Zhu Zhiyuan took another sip of tea, put down the cup, cleared his throat, and sang:
Cut a period of time and slowly flow
Flows into the moonlight and ripples slightly
Play a song with the faint fragrance of lotus
The beautiful sound of the piano falls next to me
Fireflies light up the night stars
Who will add a dream garment to me?
Open the window of your heart and look from afar
Who picked the flower of yesterday's sadness...
I'm like a fish in your lotus pond
Just to wait for the bright white moonlight with you
After swimming through the four seasons, the lotus flowers are still fragrant
Waiting for you to be in the middle of the water...
He Shiya's eyes lit up as soon as she started singing. Zhu Zhiyuan's deep baritone voice, with a little bit of magnetism, was very nice to listen to.
But what really makes her stand out is this song.
This song is so beautiful and catchy.
"He sings so well... What kind of song is this... Why have I never heard it... Why does he want me to record it..."
She listened to the song in her ears, and countless thoughts swirled in her heart.
After Zhu Zhiyuan finished singing, He Shiya praised repeatedly: "It sounds so good. You sang so well."
"Really?" Zhu Zhiyuan was a little proud: "It's been a long time since I sang."
In his previous life, he had to entertain businessmen. Apart from the wine table, massage and karaoke were all necessary programs.
Therefore, he became a frequent visitor to the singing room. He even asked the teacher for advice. This was his habit and he had to do it well in everything he did.
"You really sing very well." He Shiya said sincerely, "If you become a singer, you will definitely become famous."
"Don't dare." Zhu Zhiyuan laughed.
He Shiya said: "What song did you sing just now?"
"Moonlight over the lotus pond."
"Moonlight over the lotus pond." He Shiya said with a thoughtful look in her eyes, "It seems like no one has ever sung it before."
"Yes." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded: "I am the first to sing, and you are the first listener in the world."
He Shiya's eyes suddenly brightened: "You mean, this is an original song?"
"Uh-huh." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded pretentiously, shouting in his heart: "Goddess Linghua, I'm sorry, but I am your fan."
I feel a sense of accomplishment by stealing Phoenix Legend's songs, haha.
"Where did it come from?" He Shiya asked anxiously.
"Your question is wrong." Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head: "I allow you to ask again."
He Shiya was stunned. She looked at Zhu Zhiyuan and suddenly understood, and said excitedly: "This song is for me, right?"
"That's right." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded: "For the sake of the beer duck you made tonight, this song is given to you."
"Really?" He Shiya was so excited that she didn't know what to say.
As a singer, she knows the importance of a good song. How many singers become famous with one song and then stick to that song for the rest of their lives.
"Of course it's true." Zhu Zhiyuan nodded, but then frowned: "There's no problem with this song. It's a sure-fire song. Although I've never heard you sing it, it should be fine if you can sing solo on TV. However, once For a song to be popular, the song itself, the singer, and the platform are all important.”
He Shiya hurriedly said: "There is a New Year's Eve party at Dongzhou Terrace."
"Have you been invited?" Zhu Zhiyuan asked.
"No." He Shiya shook her head.
This is the reason why she is in a hurry during this period. At the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, she sang "Moon Full West Tower". Because it was an old song, it didn't get much response. It slightly increased her fame. If she doesn't show up later, this little bit of fame will drastically increase. attenuation.
Celebrities are like this, they must show up frequently, otherwise they will be forgotten soon.
But the platform is so big, and there are so many people who want to get on it. She can't get on it just because she wants to.
She could only find Zhu Zhiyuan, a man who could help her book a spot with just one phone call.
She looked at Zhu Zhiyuan: "You can help me..."
"Not good." Zhu Zhiyuan shook his head.
He Shiya's eyes dimmed, but she heard Zhu Zhiyuan say: "This song of mine is national-level. Dongwei is too young."
"Ah?" He Shiya looked at him, her beautiful eyes blinking twice rapidly.
Dongzhou Satellite, the satellite station, is too small for him.
Is this man so arrogant?
