âLong Dieâs new song is really not bad, whether itâs the melody or the singing, it all has a charm that moves oneâs heart. The only flaw is that the lyrics are a bit plain. These lyrics aesthetics of the Maestro really gives one a headacheâ¦â
Around the same time, in Chu land.
Inside her own office, Ni Hongwu was listening to the new song composed by Maestro Long Die in The Battle of the Gods, with headphones on, feeling somewhat regretful for the imperfect lyrics as she listened.
After listening to Long Dieâs song, Ni Hongwu looked at her phone, and immediately saw the question marks sent by Yin Dong and the thirteen question marks sent by Fei Yang in the small group chat.
Such an amount of question marks also involuntarily put a lot of question marks in Ni Hongwuâs mind.
What do you two mean?
Ni Hongwu was somewhat puzzled. Coincidentally, as Ni Hongwu looked at this group chat, suddenly came a song from the headphones:
âHow long will the full moon appear, I raise my wine and ask the blue sky, no one knows, in the celestial palace, what year it is tonightâ¦â
This was a coincidence triggered by the shuffle play.
As it turned out, Ni Hongwu, like Fei Yang, didnât know whoâs song to listen to first, so she chose to shuffle all the songs from The Battle of the Gods. Now itâs just shuffled to Xian Yuâs new song, âHope for Eternityâ.
Only a few lines were sung.
But Ni Hongwuâs gaze suddenly focused on the computer on the desk.
The screen was still on the playerâs lyrics interface. The distilled lyrics of âHope for Eternityâ suddenly appeared in front of Ni Hongwu. So, this moment became a memorable one for Ni Hongwu.
Crack!
Even though the moonlight outside the window was still quietly flowing, and there was neither wind nor rain between heaven and earth, Ni Hongwu felt as if a thunderbolt had appeared above her head in the clear sky, instantly blowing her brain into chaos.
âWhoosh!â
Ni Hongwu almost tried to retrieve her chat saying âI could destroy the Gods with my lyricsâ at the fastest speed in her life, but time had already passed by nearly five minutesâ
Failed to retrieve it.
Looking back at the question marks from Fei Yang and Yin Dong, Ni Hongwu suddenly had a sense of social death.
Even though everyone couldnât see each otherâs faces across the network, Ni Hongwu was already feeling incredibly uneasy, as if a thousand fingers were pointing behind her.
Like a fishbone stuck in the throat.
Like sitting on a bed of needles.
Ni Hongwuâs thoughts cleared within the chaos.
Her first clear thought was surprisingly, would that message have been safely retrieved if she had listened to âHope for Eternityâ first?
Could she pretend to be all tranquil, as if she had never said such words?
Unfortunately, itâs too late.
And even if that message was really withdrawn, her previous evaluation of Xian Yuâs songwriting ability in the interview with Literature and Art Gazette was also similar in terms of description and expression.
Ni Hongwu totally gave up her struggle.
She simply listened to the song several times over.
With these repeats, it seemed that she had a new insight each time.
Every time the song sang âPeople have their joys and sorrows, and the moon has its periods of waxing and waning,â she could clearly feel her heart beating faster.
And when the song sang âHope for Eternity, a thousand miles share the beauty,â she could always feel a resonance coming from the depth of her heart.
After countless replays, Ni Hongwu finally removed her headphones.
The lyrics she finally focused on were not the ones just mentioned, but a five-character phrase interspersed therein:
âLonely at the top!â
These five characters represented all of Ni Hongwuâs feelings, it encapsulated all her shock from this song!
Lonely at the topâ¦
Taking a deep breath, Ni Hongwu looked at the songwriterâs column and expectedly saw the name âXian Yuâ.
Xian Yuâ¦
She couldnât help but give a bitter smile.
What is the furthest distance in the world?
Is it me standing on the 18th floor, proud of myself, while you are looking at everyone from the stratosphere?
Itâs not a matter of inferior skills.
There is simply no comparison.
Weâre not even on the same plane!
Leaving aside the embarrassment and humiliation of getting bitchslapped, what Ni Hongwu is most certain of now is that she could never in her life write lyrics like thisâ
So she surrenders!
She sincerely concedes defeat!
No, this is no longer a song lyric; it has reached the realm of ancient poetry!
Her command of literary language is renowned in the lyrics-writing world, and having been well-versed in poetry and literature since childhood, she would never consider âHow Long Will the Full Moon Lastâ to be some low-quality, melodramatic ancient-style songâ
That would be a blasphemy against these lyrics!
Blue Star has many niche ancient-style music pieces. Although Ni Hongwu admits there is indeed a great portion of these ancient-style songs that are excellent, the vast majority of them, in her view, are pieces of garbage penned haphazardly just for the sake of rhyming, often rendering the lyrics meaningless.
What about lyrics like, âHer eyebrows, as beautiful as a paintingâ?
What about terms such as âeleganceâ, âyouthâ, and âtime of oneâs lifeâ?
What about words like âcinnabarâ, âhoarseâ, and âfight to the deathâ?
What about expressions like âTears fell like rain, then, white hair aboundâ?
Do they believe using several words they think are romantic, enhancing them with some rhymes, could make them ancient-style songs?
If the purpose is not to consider connotations and art, she could also casually think of dozens of simple rhyming words ending in âaâ and piece them together into rhyming sentences while sheâs taking a dump.
But what would be the point?
She has nothing but pure disdain for these types of lyrics.
Ancient-style music should be one of the most complex forms, but in the hands of some self-professed ancient-style musicians, itâs been proliferated to the point of being a disaster. Itâs as if they are all cut from the same template, with even the accompanying musical instruments remaining the same.
Those lyrics are not even worthy of shining the shoes of âHow Long Will the Full Moon Lastâ.
Thinking about this, Ni Hongwuâs eyes again fiercely focused on the lyrics of the song:
âIt must be written according to the format of a certain classical verse, and moreover, itâs a poem about mid-autumn moon appreciation. Iâll have to study the specifics later. But the most amazing part is the lower part of the verse; itâs completely on the level of the timeless classic lines â¦â
The more Ni Hongwu tasted it, the more startled she was!
The more she considered it, the more shocked and impressed she felt!
Only such verses can be called truly mesmerizing!
At this moment.
Another message appeared in the three-person chat group.
It was Yin Dong who sent the message, responding to Fei Yangâs thirteen question marks saying:
âOn par with the melody.â
Fei Yang then replied: âOn par with the performance.â
Ni Hongwuâs face instantly darkened!
Arenât you two funny?
Is that my fault, huh?
Itâs easy to nitpick when youâre not the one doing the work, isnât it?
Forget about me, you pick anyone from the current lyric-writing world, or even the entire Blue Star, and have them challenge âHow Long Will the Full Moon Lastâ on lyric writing!
If they dare not to kneel, I will take your surname!
Ni Hongwu initially wanted to reply with something along the lines of: itâs not that I canât, itâs that the opponent is too unfathomable. But she suddenly realized that digression was meaningless. â What do these composers and singers know about poetry? So, she could only slowly type a question mark:
â?â
As this question mark appeared, the internet was going wild due to more and more people finishing their first listen of âHow Long Will the Full Moon Lastââ-.
Immortal Su has arrived!
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PS: Thanks to [Music Lord The Third] for becoming the 27th Alliance Hierarch for this book, a long-time acquaintance from the reign of Godfather of Entertainmentâ¦
Thanks to [Is Dream Blue?] for becoming the 28th Alliance Hierarch for this book. If I remember correctly, they were a long-time reader from the era of Godfather of Entertainmentâ¦
Thanks to Miss [Little Dio likes to read books] for becoming an Alliance Hierarch. This is her third alliance, and sheâs very active in the groupâ¦
The appearance of familiar readers is really heart-warming. Iâm also grateful to the new readers for their support. The bonus chapter tasks have already been noted in my notebook!