Huayu: Starting by piggybacking on the fame of "Fairy Mom"

Chapter 62 Ranking

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was already the end of April.

Recording studio, this is the last song to be recorded on the album – "Good Morning, Jiangcheng".

Liu Qianqian already knew this song, but Zhou Xiaobai still decided to save it for the end.

After several auditions, the performances were all quite outstanding; this is the final time.

The song "Good Morning Jiangcheng" was originally titled "Good Morning Longhui" and is a song that leans towards "urban auditory experience" and "regional metaphor".

Zhou Xiaobai explained to Chen Minghua and the others that it was a song that could resonate with the spirit of Jiangcheng.

The concept is grand. Anyway, this type of song is not the first time it has appeared in the music scene, but this is the first time that there is a song with this "urban auditory" style.

The first person to try the crab enjoyed its deliciousness, unless someone else manages to achieve a breakthrough.

Zhou Xiaobai had listened to the original singer's rugged and bold voice countless times in the system.

Now, Liu Qianqian is about to use her innocent childlike voice to interpret another kind of beauty.

The song incorporates inspirational elements with urban elements and expresses the love of ordinary citizens for their home through sound.

The intro drumbeats are like frozen rain falling into a river, and the synthesized noise simulates mechanical sound effects like the echoes of flowing water, yet they are forged into something as clear as crystal by Liu Qianqian's pure childlike voice.

Let me gaze at you with deep affection once more.

The moment she opened her mouth, the warmth emanating from Liu Qianqian's Adam's apple instantly dispelled the chill of the prelude, and every note seemed to be resisting the injustice of fate.

"You are the most beautiful star in the night sky."

Each clear syllable seemed to carry a faint light, and the final word "star" trembled slightly, as if revealing the spiritual veins of the city.

The people outside the recording studio were stunned. Their throats felt like they were blocked by something, and they could only stare blankly at the small figure in front of the microphone.

Liu Qianqian poured all her emotions into the city, infusing it with a powerful emotional resonance.

"Lighting my way forward"

Like a tsunami sweeping away all obstacles, this feat of rebuilding regional characteristics through song is like the morning sun.

It is warm and bright, carrying the unwavering hope and cries of the people who are working hard in this city.

When the harmonious whistling pierces the last darkness before dawn, it brings the city's spirit back to its true nature.

True, enduring power doesn't need storms to make its mark. When notes seep into the heart, they awaken the green shoots of new life. When the light of hope is ignited by these clear sounds, the gloomy road ahead is also illuminated invisibly.

Good morning, my Jiangcheng!

The song, like a branch emerging from the darkness, carries resilience and struggle, as well as blessings for life, awakening a patch of greenery.

"You give me endless strength to move forward bravely. I want to say thank you."

As Liu Qianqian sang this line, she looked at Zhou Xiaobai, who was holding his earpiece and smiling broadly.

At this moment, the sinking air seemed to receive a surge of upward force.

As if sensing Liu Qianqian's inner thoughts, Zhou Xiaobai's lips curled into a silent "If you are well, then it is a sunny day" expression.

……

Good morning, my baby.

After the performance, Liu Qianqian, who had taken off her in-ear monitor, heard nothing but applause.

"Xixi! You sang out hope!" Chen Minghua took off his headphones, walked into the recording studio, and excitedly shouted to Liu Xixi.

"This sincerity is like a good medicine, relieving the tension and anxiety that has accumulated in my heart," Wu Xiaolin said.

"Her voice is like sunshine..." Old Chen, who followed in, had a glint in his eyes.

Liu Qianqian skipped and hopped towards Zhou Xiaobai, wrapping her arms around his neck. Zhou Xiaobai lifted her up and spun her around a few times before gently setting her down. "Our Qianqian sang so beautifully!"

"You two really are childhood sweethearts?" Chen Minghua joked with a smile. He knew very well that Zhou Xiaobai was an orphan.

When signing the contract, Chen Minghua saw that all the money had been transferred into Liu Qianqian's bank card, and he couldn't help but ask a question.

Liu Qianqian was eager to assert her ownership—Uncle Chen, Xiaobai and I grew up together, so what's his is mine.

At this moment, Chen Minghua brought up the matter again, which made Liu Qianqian burst into laughter: "Yes, yes, he even tried to take my milk when we were little."

Such innocent words from a child made Zhou Xiaobai think to himself, "You idiot! You'd be really something if you dared to say that in front of your mother. I'd beat the shit out of you!"

However, Zhou Xiaobai was an honest and good boy, and he couldn't bear to lose face: "Uncle Chen, don't listen to her nonsense."

Half an hour later, in the conference room.

At the final meeting before the release, Chen Minghua gave an opening speech, offering encouragement and talking about how the team withstood the pressure, united and fought hard, and finally finished recording all the songs before May Day.

After spending several months together, he became smarter and started mentioning Liu Qianqian in every sentence. He knew that this little princess could keep Zhou Xiaobai in check, so he didn't hold back in praising her.

Then he changed the subject, looking at Zhou Xiaobai: "Xiaobai, in June we'll promote one song to climb the charts first. Which one do you think is suitable?"

"Ranking?"

Zhou Xiaobai looked puzzled.

His reaction made Chen Minghua and the others burst into laughter. Finally, there's something you don't know.

Li Jun, the head office representative in charge of distribution, explained: "Chart promotion means getting songs onto the music charts of major radio stations, thereby increasing the album's exposure and influence through ranking."

"Which radio stations are there?" Zhou Xiaobai's eyes lit up.

"Some of the more well-known local charts include Beijing Music Radio's 'Song Chart,' Shanghai Oriental Radio's 'Oriental Billboard,' and Guangdong Radio's 'Music Vanguard Chart,'" Li Jun said. He added, "In addition, there's the national People's Broadcasting Station's 'Music Program,' which has wide coverage and high-quality charts."

Zhou Xiaobai nodded, his mind racing.

That's a great idea!

They were worried that it would take time for the song to be promoted nationwide, and that it would probably take until the end of the year to gain a large following.

But with ranking systems, this problem can be solved much faster.

He thought for a moment, then turned to Li Jun and asked, "Which one do you prefer?"

"Guangdong Province is at the forefront of popular culture, so we prefer Guangdong Radio's 'Music Vanguard Chart,' and we also want to compete for People's Radio's 'Music Program,'" Li Jun said with a smile.

Chen Minghua took over, his tone filled with pride: "This album is the company's major project this year. Our Era Records is a leader in the industry, and if we're going to do something, we'll do it the best."

"in addition--"

Chen Minghua glanced at Li Jun and continued:

"Li Jun and I have discussed it. We plan to put the song 'Good Morning Jiangcheng' on the Jiangcheng TV charts separately, which is also a way of giving back to Jiangcheng."

"The album's quality speaks for itself. We held a listening session last week, and even without today's song 'Good Morning Jiangcheng,' the response from distributors across the country has been very enthusiastic. We are very confident in the sales."

"I originally wanted to wait until after the release to tell you, but I thought I'd give you all a boost. The distributors have already pre-ordered over 600,000 copies."

Chen Minghua looked at Zhou Xiaobai, his face flushed with excitement. He held up two fingers. "Two years. We can definitely reach five million copies within two years. You can rest assured about the ten percent bet..."

These words caused an uproar and sparked a great deal of discussion.