Chapter 464

Zhou Zhou Huimin didn't see the worry on Wei Ming's face; she was only happy.

Just now she and Wei Ming were sitting opposite each other. As soon as her mother left, she immediately moved to Wei Ming's side, sitting very close.

A-Min first picked up a piece of white-cut chicken for A-Ming: "You eat; it's very tender."

Wei Ming sighed: "My arm suddenly has no strength; I can't even lift the chopsticks."

"Ah, can't lift it? Are you sick?" Zhou Zhou Huimin's first reaction was worry, but after three seconds, she suddenly bumped Wei Ming's arm with her arm.

"Annoying~" A-Min, who had realized, used chopsticks to put it into Wei Ming's mouth, which could be considered service to the end.

Having eaten this piece of white-cut chicken that wasn't dry at all, A-Min continued to ask: "Did you receive the sample I gave you?"

"Hmm, the one 'Red Lotus Fragrance Fades, Jade Mat Autumn'."

"How does it feel?" A-Min asked expectantly.

Wei Ming: "Hmm, very spiritual. I feel there is still room for improvement."

"For example, where."

"Eat first. After eating, we'll slowly discuss it." Saying that, Wei Ming also picked up a piece for A-Min, supporting her chin and directly stepping to the stomach in one step.

As for Mother Zhou, Wei Ming obviously overestimated the sixty-something-year-old Old Ghost. When Mother Zhou went upstairs, that side had already ended. It was just the right time; the three people happily watched *The Legend of the Condor Heroes*.

After eating, Wei Ming took the initiative to wash the dishes and chopsticks, leaving a good impression on his future mother-in-law, and then entered the bedroom with A-Min, closed the door, and discussed music.

However, as soon as the door closed, Zhou Zhou Huimin's face turned red. Now there was no place for music in her mind; it was all the Japanese films she watched at Wei Wei Lingling's house a while ago.

She started to have a dry mouth and a hot body.

"A-Min, A-Min~"

Wei Ming shouted twice before waking her from her imagination.

"Ah, oh, you say." A-Min leaned on the bed, her legs hanging outside the bed, letting Wei Ming sit on her chair.

Wei Ming said: "Do you know you are very popular in the mainland."

"You said before, Pacific in Guangdong released my records, and then the money all went to you." A-Min pouted her little mouth, not angry, purely acting like a spoiled child.

Wei Ming laughed: "It was only a few dozen yuan. Tomorrow I'll treat you to go out and play; we'll spend it all."

"Only earned a few dozen yuan? How could it be very popular? I've earned a million in these few months." A-Min said proudly; this was all money in her own little treasury.

*First Love · Zhou Zhou Huimin* sales broke seven platinum, over 300,000 copies sold, and *Most Loved · Zhou Zhou Huimin* two platinum. This was just Hong Kong; the Taiwan market also sold well, and she was her own boss, without middlemen making the difference. This income was comparable to top-tier film stars.

Wei Ming leaned close and pinched her cheeks: "You are really amazing."

A-Min kicked her little legs happily, her slippers fell off, and she simply lay on the bed directly.

Wei Ming continued the topic just now: "Although there isn't much money now, that's also because you haven't come to the mainland to develop. As long as you come, as a Hong Kong friend, your treatment will definitely be different from mainland singers."

This wasn't coaxing her. Later, a Taiwanese musician surnamed Hou came to the mainland, singing "Descendants of the Dragon," and could get one yuan for every record. Mainland singers didn't have that back then.

"In just a few months, do you know how many copies this record of yours sold?"

"How many?"

"Exceeded 1 million copies, among which the most popular one is 'Pink Memories.' Now you are already the most famous Hong Kong singer in the mainland, known as the Peerless Pair along with Deng Lijun from Taiwan."

Zhou Zhou Huimin covered her little mouth in surprise, one million, ah. *Most Loved · Zhou Zhou Huimin* didn't have that many even adding Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Southeast Asia.

Wei Ming laughed: "Saying so much, actually what I really want to say is, have you ever thought about using Mandarin to sing 'A Cut of Plum · Red Lotus Fragrance Fades, Jade Mat Autumn'? Now saying you and Deng Lijun are known as the Peerless Pair is definitely an exaggeration. Do you want to make yourself live up to the name?"

If a song wants to gain the widest influence and dissemination in the Chinese music scene, it must be a Mandarin song. Deng Lijun's record *Lightly Sentimental* sold millions, which even the top Cantonese records couldn't hope to match.

Even in Hong Kong, *Lightly Sentimental* easily reached platinum sales.

"Mandarin, huh~" A-Min thought for a while. She would live in the mainland with A-Ming sooner or later. What he said made sense, and her Mandarin level was already very excellent under Ni Nai's guidance.

"I'll try. You play that blank tape on the table."

"Red lotus fragrance fades, jade mat autumn, lightly untie the silk clothes, alone on the orchid boat. Who sends a brocade letter from the clouds, when the wild goose returns, the moon fills the west building..." Accompanied by the background music she made, A-Min started singing. Changing to Mandarin, it had the feeling of the *Lightly Sentimental* series.

After singing the song, Wei Ming applauded first, then put forward his own suggestion: "The articulation must be soft, gentle, and clear. You can try to place the articulation point on the soft palate... it's this place."

Wei Ming sat directly on the edge of the bed and started to use his hands.

"A bit can't sing it up; this sentence seems a bit long." A-Min said panting.

"You must ensure the depth of inhalation and maintain the expansion of the ribs so that you can support the long sentences." Wei Ming put his hand on her ribs again, feeling the operation of her breath. These were all learned from watching Teacher Gu Gu Jianfen teach Lele.

A-Min enjoyed this intimate contact with A-Ming very much and became more and more diligent in learning.

Gradually, this song became his shape under Wei Ming's help and modification, and it also became closer to An Wen's "Moon Fills the West Building."

Previously, Liu Jiacang from Taiwan had created a song named "Moon Fills the West Building," but what the mainland was more familiar with was this version by An Wen in the 90s, which was completely Li Li Qingzhao's original lyrics, without modification, and spread for a time by virtue of powerful composition and arrangement.

An Wen was Qingwen in *Dream of the Red Chamber*, so this song had an obvious *Dream of the Red Chamber* flavor.

Finally, A-Min sang it completely. It was still somewhat different from An Wen's version, retaining part of Zhou Zhou Huimin's personal characteristics, and the traditional flavor wasn't that strong, but it was also quite good to listen to, just like some ancient-style songs of later generations, fashionable while retaining the traditional flavor.

Once this song comes out, I reckon middle school students will never have to worry about not being able to memorize it.

Wei Ming said excitedly: "A-Min, you must write my name in the composition position; I also contributed."

Zhou Zhou Huimin said shyly: "Where did you contribute? I feel it was mainly written by you; it's much better than what I wrote."

"How can that be? I just made some modifications on your foundation." Under Wei Ming's insistence, the composition of this song was considered a cooperation between the two, and the lyrics were still Li Li Qingzhao's.

The background music also needed some adjustments. A-Min let Wei Ming hand her the pipa. Looking at Wei Ming, who was twisting his body and sitting on the edge of the bed, she said: "Are you uncomfortable like this? Why don't you take off your shoes and come up to chat."

"Oh, I'll take this," Wei Ming took the erhu and got on the bed, "I learned a little from an older brother named Hu Hu Weili."

Hu Hu Weili had deep attainments in traditional musical instruments. The erhu prelude he added to Andy Lau's "Days We Walked Together" later could be called a divine stroke.

So one pipa, one erhu, the two laughed and dominated the bed.

Under Wei Ming's help, this song became more and more complete, and A-Min was also overjoyed, feeling that after finding a professional orchestra to complete the background music, it would be a work that could compete with the *Lightly Sentimental* album. In A-Min's heart, it might not be as good as "May We Last Forever," but it was a work of similar level to "Alone on the West Building."

"Then what should this song be called? A Cut of Plum?" A-Min asked excitedly.

Snowflakes drifting, north wind whistling... Wei Ming immediately had this lyric pop up in his mind, as well as the scene of Yuan Hua making a phone call. No, no, too magical.

Wei Ming suggested: "Better to choose a sentence from the lyrics. How about 'Moon Fills the West Building'?"

"Hmm, good. I just thought of Deng Lijun's 'Alone on the West Building'." A-Min smiled brightly.

Wei Ming: "Look, one song is done. Write a few more, and we can release another Mandarin album."

Wei Ming was thinking of alternating Mandarin albums and Cantonese albums, occasionally even testing the waters with English albums or Japanese albums.

Since A-Min wanted to cultivate deeply in her music career, as a boyfriend, he must fully support her, not only writing songs for her but also cultivating her ability to create herself.

"Hmm, which poem should we attack next." A-Min couldn't wait to continue creating.

Wei Ming looked at A-Min's fragrant cheeks like snow and long hair like a waterfall, so he asked: "Do you know Wen Wen Tingyun's 'Bodhisattva Barbarian · Little Mountains Overlap Gold Flickering'?"

Zhou Zhou Huimin shook her head somewhat ashamed. She had an impression of the name Wen Wen Tingyun, but she hadn't seen it when flipping through Song Ci.

"Wen Wen Tingyun was a Tang Dynasty poet and Ci writer, known as the number one person in Tang Ci, and was also a romantic literati. The story with the female Taoist Yu Xuanji is very famous..."

Wei Ming first popularized the historical background with A-Min, and then told the content of this Ci "Bodhisattva Barbarian."

Seeing a complete collection of Tang poetry and Song Ci next to him, he took it over to flip through and soon found this masterpiece of Wen Wen Tingyun.

Wen Wen Tingyun liked "Bodhisattva Barbarian" very much and had written 14 Ci using this Ci tune. The one they were looking at was the most famous. It is rumored that there were originally 20, but only 14 were passed down.

"Little mountains overlap gold flickering, temple clouds want to cross fragrant cheeks snow. Lazy to get up and draw moth eyebrows, playing with makeup and washing slowly. Looking at flowers in the front and back mirrors, flower faces reflect each other. New embroidered silk jacket, pair of golden partridges." Zhou Zhou Huimin read it once in Mandarin herself.

Although this Ci didn't leave behind classic famous sentences passed down for thousands of years, it vividly depicted the lazy beauty of a woman putting on makeup. Wei Ming also thought of this when seeing her face, and it happened that this was also a work successfully interpreted by later generations.

The two discussed together how to make this short Ci singable, occasionally you pluck the strings and I pull the strings.

While chatting, A-Min asked: "A-Ming, are you cold?"

"I..." Wei Ming saw A-Min was still wearing a nightdress and nodded, "Cold."

So A-Min unfolded the quilt nimbly, covering both of them, leaving only two heads outside.

Upstairs, *The Legend of the Condor Heroes* was finished. Old Ghost and Mother Zhou also deeply discussed the matter of stripping the milk tea business from Holiland, and finally made up their minds: Split!

The milk tea business was indeed very popular in Holiland, but the problem was that many customers, especially female customers, were just coming for the milk tea. A crowd of female middle school students would come, each ordering a cup of milk tea, and once they sat down, they could sit for an hour. This had a huge impact on Holiland's core business.

And as there were more and more types of milk tea, the space needed in the back kitchen was getting bigger and bigger, and it also needed to occupy a separate labor force. Finally, looking at the profit, it wasn't as good as when there was no milk tea.

And there was also that people had already started to imitate their milk tea. Rather than waiting for others to grow big, it was better for them to make this industry big and strong themselves.