AWB Chapter 464 The NPC Douyin is in trouble!
Chapter 464 The NPC Douyin is in trouble!
Chapter 464 The NPC Douyin is in trouble!
Chen Jincheng also looked at these singers; he had indeed seen them on the internet and television in his previous life.
After he came in, Xue Qian introduced them with a big smile: "I don't need to introduce this one, right? Old Cheng, Chen Jincheng, the two girls next to him, Jiang Xiaobai and Xiaowanzi, and the two teachers from Phoenix Legend also don't need to be introduced."
As he introduced himself, the singers greeted Chen Jincheng warmly one by one.
After all, everyone is not stupid, and they naturally understand that if the other party is willing, they can still contact the other party as fellow singers. If the other party is unwilling, they will not even have the right to contact the other party.
Envy inevitably fell on Jiang Xiaobai and Xiaowanzi.
After all, these two girls were originally just internet celebrities, right? They basically didn't have any original songs and always did covers. However, because of Chan Kam-Ching, he is now qualified to receive such a heavyweight award in the Chinese music scene at music awards ceremonies.
However, "I Have to Love You" and "Little Dimples" are indeed very high-quality sweet songs, and their sales were booming.
So, if Chen Jincheng is willing to let them sing, that's their ability. Besides, he has such a powerful backer, so they can only greet him politely. Who knows, they might need his help someday.
After all, for a tycoon like Chan Kam-ching, his assets in the entertainment industry are growing larger and larger, so anything is possible.
Since asking Chen Jincheng for help is unsuccessful, asking someone close to him is another option when necessary.
Seeing that these people were polite and gave Xue Qian face, Chen Jincheng warmly shook hands with them and exchanged contact information.
Honestly, there were a few that left a deep impression on him; in another world, he had also come across videos of the other person's iconic moments.
Take Dai Peini for example. She is a singer who supposedly mustered up the courage to hand a microphone to a fan, only to end up with the biggest psychological trauma of her concert.
"Old Cheng, have a seat." Xue Qian also gestured for Chen Jincheng to sit down, and then ordered the dishes to be served.
Xue Qian's hot pot restaurant is very famous in another world. Chen Jincheng had eaten at Shanya before and the taste was very good. However, this time he ate at the one in Shanghai and the taste was even better.
No wonder this place has the best reputation.
While eating, Xue Qian couldn't help but tease, "Old Cheng, you're getting busier and busier. We don't even have time to get together with you anymore. But at this music awards ceremony, apart from Mao Mao, you were the only one who won three awards without saying a word. All of us just accompanied you."
This remark made Zhou Shen, Zhang Xinzhe, and the others laugh awkwardly.
They haven't produced any good works this year, but even if they have, without financial backing, they still need to produce works of very high quality to win awards.
However, songs of that quality aren't something you can just write whenever you want.
Mao Mao, on the other hand, smiled shyly.
Chen Jincheng looked at him. Indeed, this man had carved out his own unique musical path in the future and was a singer with a very distinctive style.
Moreover, when he sings other people's songs, he is always criticized for singing poorly, and when others sing his songs, they are also criticized for singing without feeling.
It seems that he has his own unique talent domain, within which he is everything and others cannot interfere. However, once he leaves this talent domain, his strength drops significantly.
Halfway through the hotpot, Xue Qian suddenly said, "Old Cheng, you should know that there are people in the industry who are not convinced by you. They talk sarcastically, saying that you only have those two works. Everyone knows you are busy and don't have time to deal with such things. If you trust me, I will get you two songs, and you can just sing them."
Chen Jincheng smiled and said, "Old Xue, if you want to write songs for me, I'll definitely accept. However, I don't take some people seriously. I just want to know one thing: how many songs of the quality of 'Little Dimples' and 'Can't Help Falling in Love' are needed to shut up the entire music industry? Would releasing more than 20 songs at once be enough?"
Upon hearing his words, everyone was suddenly stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.
After all, songs like "Little Dimples" and "Can't Help Falling in Love" are of the quality of the year's top hits. There are probably many albums with songs of this quality released by top-tier singers.
But it's already good if an album has one or two songs of this caliber.
Some superstars might not even have 20 songs of this caliber in their playlists, let alone release so many at once. That's something no human can do; everyone in the music industry would have to admit defeat.
So, upon hearing this, everyone gaped in astonishment, feeling somewhat incredulous.
Xue Qian asked instinctively, "Old Cheng, are you serious?"
Chen Jincheng retorted, "Did I ever joke?"
Xue Qian said awkwardly, "Then can I call you Heavenly King then?"
This also reflects the thoughts of others.
Seriously, if this person could release more than 20 songs like this in one go, it would really shake the music scene, and he would probably become a towering figure that everyone would have to look up to.
He's already such a wealthy man, and he's so good at making music videos. Can he really achieve this level in music as well?
But no one dared to doubt it, after all, if such a super-rich person really wanted to be so outrageous, it might actually be possible, since there's a saying that money can make the devil turn the millstone.
So, for a moment, everyone looked at Chen Jincheng and didn't know what to say.
Seeing that the topic had come to this point, Xue Qian quickly changed the subject. It was good that Lao Cheng was aware of the situation, so that even if someone wanted to cause trouble or take the opportunity to do something dirty, he would be mentally prepared.
Xue Qian then chatted with everyone about many interesting things in the music industry, while Chen Jincheng, as a bystander, heard a lot of gossip.
It wasn't until they finished the hotpot that Chen Jincheng and Xue Qian and the others returned to the hotel. Since it was still early, Xue Qian suggested they go for some tea, and everyone agreed, wanting to join in the fun.
Even if they had other things to do, they would postpone them. As the saying goes, any opportunity to build a good relationship with a wealthy man like Chen Jincheng should be seized.
Even Mao Mao knows this, and he calls him Brother Cheng whenever he gets the chance.
When the group returned to the hotel, they encountered an elderly man, and something seemed off about Xue Qian and the others. "It's him!"
"Lin Shih-chang!"
"I actually ran into him."
The old man also saw the group of people and looked over.
Zeng Peini and the others also greeted them politely:
"Teacher Lin, I didn't expect to run into you here."
"Teacher Lin, it's been a long time..."
"teacher LIN……"
"..."
Chen Jincheng was puzzled. Judging from the appearance of these people, it seemed that this Lin Shichang was quite famous.
However, he didn't remember such a person in the music scene of his previous life. It seems that it must be a difference between two worlds, and he is a celebrity in this world.
Xue Qian secretly whispered in Chen Jincheng's ear, "This is a professor at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music and a big shot in the music society. He has a high reputation and status in the music industry. He has also written many songs to mourn his deceased wife, such as 'Thinking of Her' and 'Dreaming of Him.' He has a reputation for being deeply devoted to his deceased wife."
"The person who has a problem with you is his son-in-law, Liu Zhehan, who is also a top-tier sweet song singer in the music industry. This time, the one who was originally going to win the award got in, and the other party wanted to compete for it. He is very dissatisfied that the organizers gave you all the awards. He is also an award presenter this time, and he might target you."
Chen Jincheng laughed when he heard this. These were all celebrities he had never heard of in his previous life, and he had never heard of Liu Zhehan either.
However, he's not afraid of being targeted; he's afraid of not being targeted at all.
The entertainment industry is noisy, full of conflicts, dirty tricks, and fierce competition, but sometimes that's the best way to attract attention.
After all, there are still 24 songs in the series of memoirs about his deceased wife, and he needs to choose a good time to release them.
When someone targets you or provokes you, throwing a song at them is the most satisfying scenario.
As he was thinking, Lin Shichang also saw Chen Jincheng, and a look of dissatisfaction appeared on his face. He couldn't help but step forward and say, "Mr. Chen, it seems that because of your status as a wealthy man, all these sycophants are flocking to you."
"However, as a sign of respect for art, I think that even if you have money, you shouldn't use money, this filthy thing, to insult art and music."
"I know these words might offend you, a super-rich person, but for the sake of the music industry, I feel I have to say some things. At least we should have enough respect for the music industry. Sometimes, the work itself is more convincing than money."
Chen Jincheng almost laughed. These words were indeed righteous and awe-inspiring. However, he was too lazy to deal with this kind of person and directly asked Xue Qian, "Old Xue, I'm bursting with inspiration for songwriting right now. Want to know what kind of songs I'm planning to write?"
"Which aspect?" Xue Qian asked subconsciously.
Everyone else looked at him with suspicion, after all, they had just heard that he was planning to release more than 20 songs, and he said he had inspiration.
Moreover, Mr. Chen's reaction was strange after Mr. Lin had said so much; why didn't he respond?
Can such a wealthy person tolerate this?
Chan Kam-ching smiled and said, "Songs about my deceased wife. I don't know why, even though I don't have a wife and have never been married, I feel like many deceased wives have left me. I miss my deceased wives so much."
Upon hearing this, Xue Qian and the others all looked at Lin Shichang in astonishment.
This……
They all knew that this teacher, Mr. Lin, was known for his deep affection for his deceased wife and had written many songs in her memory.
Isn't this a blatant act of violence?
"You..." Lin Shichang felt like vomiting blood when he heard this, and he wanted to curse loudly, but he was mindful of his status. He could not be afraid of the other party's wealth, but he cared about his reputation in the music industry and could not resort to shrewish behavior.
I'm so annoyed.
Chen Jincheng smiled and walked towards the elevator. Really, he still has the label of being deeply affectionate towards his deceased wife. Isn't this a perfect NPC in the plot who has been delivered to his door?
Seeing this, Xue Qian hurriedly led his men to follow. Once inside the elevator and upstairs, he smiled sheepishly and said, "Old Cheng, it's still thanks to you. You made Teacher Lin so angry with just a joke."
Chen Jincheng asked with a smile, "Old Xue, why did you think I was joking?"
"You don't even have a wife!" Xue Qian blurted out instinctively.
Chen Jincheng said with a smile, "Then I can pretend I have one, and my wife died before she was born, which I miss very much."
"Pfft!"
Jiang Xiaobai and Xiaowanzi couldn't help but laugh when they heard their boss say that.
Xue Qian and the others were dumbfounded, staring at him in astonishment, seriously?
After exiting the elevator, the group quickly arrived at a dedicated tea room in the hotel. Xue Qian, as the leader, took charge of brewing tea for everyone, while everyone else took out their phones to play.
Whether you're an ordinary person or a celebrity, it seems like everyone relies on their phone to pass the time during these kinds of times.
Suddenly, Mao Mao, who was browsing Douyin, exclaimed, "Brother Cheng, look at the news! Something terrible has happened in Douyin! It's too serious!"
(End of this chapter)