“How to open your mouth?”

On the way to Huang Yifan's house, Liu Siyu frowned, but remembered what his old classmate Huang Yilian said.

"Tell you, that little guy, we teachers, have never been able to guess thoroughly. If you have something to ask him for help, it's best if you're more sincere, maybe he will help you."

With the words of his old classmate, Liu Siyu knocked on the door of Huang Yifan's house.

"Who are you?"

When he opened the door, he found that it was a woman he didn't know. He was a little strange. Huang Yifan asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Hello, let me introduce myself. My name is Liu Sichen, and I am a classmate of Teacher Huang Yilian."

"Teacher Huang's classmate?"

Huang Yifan was surprised. Teacher Huang learned what to do if he wanted to do.

"I don't know if you're free, I'll invite you to have a cup of coffee."

"Hehe, there is no coffee in a small place like Tieshikou? Please give me a milk tea."

"It's OK."

Afterwards, the two of them came to a milk tea shop on Tieshikou Renmin Street.

Speaking of which, Xijiang Province has always been in a bad economy, and Tieshikou is a small town that is difficult to find on the map. The milk tea shop has only been opened in the past two years. However, most of the business is not very good. At this time, most students are on vacation on summer vacation, and there are a few people in groups, but they are all playing cards there.

"Ms. Liu, it's quite quiet here. Just say anything Miss Liu has."

After booking a relatively small private room, Huang Yifan ordered two cups of milk tea, sat down, and looked at Liu Sichen.

This is a very beautiful girl, about twenty-three or four years old. Judging from her clothes, she dresses more beautifully and doesn't wear any jewelry. But she has made up, although she is light. There is another point that Huang Yifan is more careful about it. It is Liu Sichen's right hand, which is different from ordinary girls' fingers, but it has a layer of calluses. Huang Yifan also has this kind of calluses, which is scratched out of playing the guitar.

When he thought to himself, Huang Yifan probably knew what profession Liu Siyu was engaged in.

However, Huang Yifan did not point it out. Instead, he waited for Liu Siyu to speak.

"Actually, actually... I don't know how to tell you."

Bitering his lip, Liu Siyu glanced at Huang Yifan.

From the doorstep of Huang Yifan's house to the present, Liu Siyu has been observing Huang Yifan. Although in her eyes, Huang Yifan is a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old. However, whether it is movement or speaking, he looks very mature. This makes Liu Siyu a little uncertain, and she doesn't know how to speak.

"Actually, yesterday I saw you playing the guitar at Tieshikou Middle School. The song you sang was very nice. I would like to ask, is this song original by you?"

"It's my original work."

Huang Yifan nodded.

"You are very awesome. What I admire most is the kind of person who can write songs. Unfortunately, there are too few people who can write songs in Xiangjiang. Do you know, I have a dream since I was a child. I want to become a singer, but this road has been very bumpy. I am not afraid of you to joke when I speak it out. Since I officially entered the singer circle, I have not even released an album.

This time I came here to find my old classmate Yilian to relieve the pressure. But, I know. If it were the same as before, my career as a singer might have ended completely. However, in my despair, I met you. I don’t know if this is a chance given to me by God, so…”

"So, you want me to write a song for you?"

"Uh-huh."

Seeing that Huang Yifan understood what he meant so much, Liu Siyu nodded repeatedly. Then, as if he understood something, he said, "Of course, I just need Chinese songs, and I don't need Cantonese songs. Just like your song, what's the name..."

"Dear, that's not love."

"Yes, yes, it's this song. As long as you can maintain a song of this level, with the lack of mainland music, this classic Chinese song will definitely attract a lot of people."

"That is, you don't want to sing in Hong Kong?"

"There are too many singers in Xiangjiang and the competition is also great. The mainland market is so big, and there is a shortage of good songs. If I have the opportunity, I can also go back to the mainland."

“But unfortunately, songs like ‘Dear, that’s not love’ are not suitable for the mainland.”

“Not suitable?”

Liu Si was a little surprised, "What do you mean?"

"Maybe you will be very strange, this is also something that many people have always been wondering about. Why is Xiangjiang so developed, the Mainland and Xiangjiang belong to China, but the mainland music is so scarce. The answer is not that there are no good songs in the mainland, but that many good songs in the mainland have not kept up with the appreciation tastes of mainlanders."

Although Huang Yifan did not plan to become a singer, there were so many classic songs in his mind that in order not to waste, he also made some research on the Chinese music circle in the past three years. Unexpectedly, a singer in Xiangjiang asked him to write a song at this time. Inevitably, Huang Yifan talked about his views on Chinese music.

In his opinion, mainland music is still at the late 1980s and early 1990s in his previous life. At that time, the economic reform and opening up, mainland music also made great progress. However, this progress was slow. He did not directly connect with Hong Kong music, nor did he jump directly from folk songs to popular songs, but had his own development trajectory.

However, perhaps Huang Yifan was too complicated, but Liu Siyu shook his head, "This, I don't understand some of this."

"Okay, let's put it simply. Just like you said you invited me to have coffee, but you think how many people like to drink coffee now?"

“It’s indeed a little less.”

Liu Siyu replied awkwardly.

“That’s it.”

He picked up the milk tea on the table and Huang Yifan took a big sip, "You think the music that can be popular in mainland China is your analysis from the perspective of Xiangjiang music. It's like my dear, that's not love. Although I think this song is very good, it's an unknown question whether it can be popular in mainland China. So, I still think, Miss Liu, you have been in Xiangjiang for so many years and have been completely driven by the Xiangjiang music culture. It's hard for you to sing songs that suit our mainland music tastes."

"I see."

Hearing this, Liu Siyu's heart sank.

Yes, Xiangjiang music is so developed, why is mainland music so backward? Can he make a hit in the mainland with a good-looking Chinese song? It seems that what he thought before was too naive.

However, when Liu Siyu remembered the words of the economic man before leaving, she was a little unwilling to accept it.

"But……"

Somewhat excited, Liu Siyu stood up, "Is there no other chance?"

"Of course there is, if you can find a Cantonese master to write songs for you, wouldn't you have a chance?"

However, Huang Yifan's answer made Liu Siyu even more helpless.

"It would be great if there was a Cantonese master writing songs for me."

There are so many stars in this world who like to sing, which has also created countless people who can sing.

But in this world, there are not many people who can write songs.

Even if it is a superstar who is a genius, it will be difficult to become popular without a good song.

However, it is not clear how difficult it is to find a good song.

Some people have sang for decades, but have not sung a song that everyone can remember.

Speaking of this, Liu Siyu felt a little disappointed.

It was once full of hope, but in a blink of an eye, hope was shattered again.

"It seems that I'm not really suitable to sing."

After sighing, Liu Siyu drank all the milk tea on the table in one breath.

What the economic man said to him a few days ago once again appeared in his mind, "Next time, the company will make another arrangement for you singers, so you can prepare it."

How could Liu Siyu not know what this other route refers to?

According to company practice, any female singer who has not succeeded in operating will be forced to arrange for a sexy route.

If you take this route, it will be the end of the singer and a path of no return that will never come back.

Although Liu Siyu didn't know about the darkness, he couldn't help but tremble when he heard people mention it occasionally.

"Forget it, I'll go back to Xiangjiang tomorrow. Even if I don't sing, I won't go any sexy route."

After drinking a large cup of milk tea in one breath, Liu Siyu seemed to figure it out and rushed to Huang Yifan and nodded, "Thanks to Mr. Huang for his advice. Can you talk about this today? I have some urgent matters and want to go back to Xiangjiang."

"Miss Liu, aren't you going to sing?"

Seeing Liu Siyu's series of expressions just now, Huang Yifan vaguely guessed something.

"How do you know?"

"I guess, I think you can keep singing."

"I think too, it's a pity..."

Shaking his head, Liu Siyu said, "I thought I could enter the mainland market with a Chinese song, but if I go back and sing Cantonese songs, I wouldn't have a chance either. Since I don't have a chance, it's too difficult to be a singer, so I'd better stop singing."

"That's not necessarily."

Putting down the milk tea cup that I had been holding in my hand, Huang Yifan said to Liu Siyu, "Why don't you ask me if I can write Cantonese songs?"

"You can write Cantonese songs?"

Liu Siyu was stunned for a moment.

“Can some.”

Nodding, Huang Yifan still answered modestly, "Although it cannot be compared with that of the Master Xiangjiang, I believe it is okay to write you a few good Cantonese songs."

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Chapter completed!