He Runkui thought for a moment, nodded, "If possible, that would be the best! His strength has already been verified and doesn't need to be proven again. If my feeling is correct, I think in the next few decades of domestic music scene, he will definitely be one of those people standing on everyone's head!"

  Liu Mei was taken aback for a moment, clearly not expecting He Runqing's evaluation of Li Qian to be so high!

  Although the song just now also brought her a great shock, but after careful consideration, she smiled and shook her head, saying: "As for his strength and talent, it is indeed not necessary to question anything else, the song just now is the best proof. However, if you say he will stand on everyone's head in the future... Hehe, I think your evaluation of him is too high!"

  He Rongqing was about to speak, but Liu Mei quickly grasped her hand and comforted her: "Rongqing, you're too anxious!" After a pause, seeing He Rongqing calm down, she continued: "It's just that the sales of one record weren't ideal, and we've analyzed it before. Indeed, our song selection for that record was slightly off. But you are He Rongqing! You are the domestic best-selling sweet song queen, even Zhen Zhen can't outsell you! A slight drop in album sales won't have a huge impact on you. As long as we pay attention to song selection and set higher standards next time, that's all!"

  He Runqing thought for a moment and fell silent for a while before saying: "Your meaning is that I shouldn't go to Jinan Prefecture?"

  Liu Mei shook her head and said, "I'm still saying the same thing, you're He Runqing! What about Zhen Zhen? What about Liao Liao? Among domestic female singers, they are just a fleeting glance, if we really talk about album sales, none of them can be your opponent! As for Li Qian's work, it is indeed outstanding. If he were in Shuntian Prefecture or if we happened to have a concert in Jinan Prefecture, then it would be normal to meet him casually or even invite him out for a meal. But to say that he is so outstanding that you, the Sweet Song Queen, need to personally go to Jinan Prefecture to pay respects to him... Hehe, not me saying this, Runqing, but you're also underestimating yourself!"

  He Runkui thought for a moment and said, "But the results of 'Half a Jar of Silk' are already enough to prove that his Chinese style is very suitable for me. At present, in the country, only he can write such mature Chinese style. So, even if it's just for this reason, shouldn't I be worth lowering my head properly and taking the initiative to see him?"

  Liu Mei smiled upon hearing this and said resolutely: "Among our group of people, anyone can lower their head, but you are the only one who cannot!"

  She paused for a moment, then smiled again with a hint of disdain and said: "As for what you said about Chinese style being only written by him... Run Qing, think about it. How many talented people are there in this circle? Is it just Li Qian alone? Obviously not! So, think about it, when the market has two popular Chinese-style songs like 'Unfinished Love' and 'Half a Jar of Silk', wouldn't others see it? If they saw it, would they still not write Chinese style?"

  Here is the translation:

  "By now, her face was filled with unspoken confidence. 'I won't say anything else, Run Qing, rest assured, I dare to guarantee that it will take no more than three months. In this circle, countless Chinese-style works will definitely emerge! By then, there will be plenty of good Chinese-style works for you to choose from at your leisure! Do you think it's worth having the illustrious Sweet Song Queen lower herself to run to Jinan Prefecture to invite a young boy to sing together?"

  No wonder. After Liu Mei's analysis, even the others in the room nodded their heads one after another, and even her assistant said at this time, "I also think Liu has a point."

  He Runqing thought for a moment and finally nodded slowly.

  Liu Mei smiled and continued, "I know what you're thinking in your heart. Isn't it just that you're afraid that when I called Old Cao to ask for a song, they would feel uncomfortable? No problem, after the evening party recording is over, I'll go to Jinanfu to apologize to Old Cao personally, how about that?"

  He Rongqing thought for a moment, nodded, and then specially reminded: "And Li Qian! Hmm, you must go see him in person, with a humble attitude, and say a few more words of gratitude on my behalf! And also, hmm, just say that when he comes to Shuntianfu, please be sure to notify me, I will definitely invite him to dinner!"

  Liu Mei heard this, although she didn't think much of it in her heart, still smiled and nodded, saying: "Don't worry, I'll definitely handle things properly for you! Absolutely won't let you offend them!"

  He Runqing let out a long sigh and felt slightly more grounded.

  But on second thought, she always felt that even if she did so, it seemed still a little short.

  It's just... okay, Liu Mei isn't completely unreasonable either. Let's wait a bit longer and see if anyone in this circle can produce some mature works with Chinese style.

  Looking at Liu Mei, she smiled and said: "Well, then it's settled!"

  …………

  He Runqing took her people and left for less than half a minute before Liao Liao also turned around and quietly walked back.

  She didn't speak, so Huang Wenjuan and Xiao Yuandong had no choice but to follow her silently.

  Back in the preparation room, everyone sat down, and Liao Liao finally let out a long sigh, exhaling a mouthful of air.

  Just an hour or two ago, she was still excitedly coming over.

  She thought she had written an excellent piece, and if she took that "Wind from This Side" to see Li Qian in Jinan Prefecture, even if she faced Li Qian's two huge notebooks that could scare her to death again, she wouldn't be so inferior anymore. At least she would have some confidence to speak up.

  After finishing this work on that swaying long-distance bus, she couldn't help but take it out to look at it again and again, even on the plane from Chang'an Prefecture to Songjiang Prefecture. Along the way, even when dozing off, she was thinking with relish about the thrill of throwing this work in front of Li Qian's face!

  It was Li Qian's two thick notebooks, and the way he casually tore off a piece of paper and handed it over at the time, which was really scary and left a deep impression!

  Even if he himself is clearly the one who has made his works popular all over the country, even if he clearly knows that even if he uses all his strength, he can't reach Li Qian's level and realm, but Liao Liao still can't help but want to show off in front of him, not expecting to really shock him or anything, just hoping to leave an impression on him that "Liao Liao also knows how to write songs".

  At least let him know that Liao Liao is not nothing without him.

  But... but...

  It turns out that the so-called masterpiece, the so-called magnum opus created with great effort and solitude, is completely inferior to someone else's "Farewell" poem.

  Do you still want to show it off and get praised by others?

  Hey, Liao Xiaojie, shall we save face?

  Even if someone is willing to flatter you, are you shameless enough to take it seriously?

  After being hit and calming down, okay, Liao Liao has to admit that, not to mention comparing with "Song of Farewell", her song "The Wind Blows From Here" is basically a certain degree of imitation of "Wildflowers" and "My Hometown in My Heart", and the imitation is not bad, but at least one level lower than the two songs!

  What's the point of showing this to others!

  She let out a sigh and then lifted her hand to rub her eyebrows with a very obvious look of disappointment.

  Huang Wenjuan and Xiao Yuandong exchanged a glance, both of them completely baffled by the creative singer. After a pause, Xiao Yuandong decided to break the silence and start a conversation, saying: "Liao Liao, earlier on the way here, didn't you say that this trip to the northwest, you wrote a great piece and wanted to show it to me? How about it, let me take a look?"

  What is meant by flattering someone until you reach their horse's hooves?

  That's it!

  Liao Liao raised his head and looked at him with a blank expression.

  "Turn back now, I'm really not in the mood." She said calmly, completely disregarding Xiao Yuan Dong's embarrassment.

  Then she turned her head and looked at Huang Wenjuan, asking: "Juanzi, when was the last recording of this evening?"

  "30th! Ah, let me think... no mistake, 23rd and 25th are rehearsals, 28th and 30th are the actual recordings! Starting at noon, probably ending before 6 pm! Ah, our program is scheduled for the third half hour, it's the finale!"

  Liao Liao nodded and said, "Book one for me, um, book a 31st flight, don't want to rush to the airport at night again, just get a ticket for the 31st, any time is fine as long as I can arrive on the same day. I'm going to Jinan Prefecture!"

  Huang Wenjuan's eyes lit up upon hearing this, "Going to Jinan Prefecture? To see Li Qian? To invite him to sing? Or... Oh, I know, you're planning on taking that song 'The Wind Blows From This Side' to show him?"

  Alright, what a beautiful hit!

  Liao Liao looked at her helplessly, his face full of grievances.

  "I say, can we not mention that song?" she said.

  Now even a fool can understand why Liao Liao is unhappy, but the problem is... no matter whether it's Huang Wenjuan or Xiao Yuandong, they just can't figure out why the work that made her so proud earlier is now something she doesn't even want to mention?

  Huang Wenjuan thought for a moment, then pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Why can't I mention it? I think your song is great! I think Li Qian will definitely be intimidated by you!"

  Liao Liao's eyes, which were filled with a hint of murderous intent, flickered on her face, and in an instant, the little assistant was so scared that he didn't dare to pretend to be stupid anymore.

  At this time, Liao Liao couldn't help but sigh and cover his face with his hand.

  Her voice came out muffled through the gap between her fingers, "Alright, I don't even want to say anything anymore. I get it. If I'm Sun Wukong, then he's the Buddha! I'll be the victorious Buddha in battle and have him grant me a title! So, put away that Golden Hoop Rod and the Great Sage Equaling Heaven for now!"

  Huang Wenjuan and Xiao Yuandong exchanged a glance, both of their eyes filled with some confusion.

  Also feels this metaphor... inexplicably very profound.

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  Third update!

  Three more together, updated 10,000 words today! (.)

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  Three more together, updated 10,000 words today!