"Congratulations, you won the Best Lyricist Award in the 21st Chinese Songs List for your winning work - I am a little bird!"
As the host handed the trophy to Han Fei, the whole scene exploded. Although the best lyricist is not as eye-catching as the best male and female singer, for the entire music world, this award is much more important than "them"
, what is most lacking in the Chinese music scene now is not singers, but creative ability. Especially for those first-line singers, if they want to establish their position in the music scene, a representative song is the most basic requirement.
"who is he?"
"I need all the information about him."
Almost within a minute, all the major music companies targeted Han Fei. In their eyes, this young man was no longer a simple lyricist, but a golden rooster that could continuously lay golden eggs.
And what everyone didn't expect was that before Han Fei could react after receiving the trophy, the host made a mysterious statement: "Does anyone want to know how old is the person standing next to me this year? 20? 22
?twenty four?"
"twenty two."
"22 is crazy, right? You have to be 24 at least, right? But this guy looks really tender."
The audience looked at Han Fei's outfit and felt that he should be very young, but no one would guess that the best lyricist at the age of 20 would be crazy, right?
Han Fei was actually quite surprised. At first, he really couldn't understand why Hua Ge Bang praised him so much, even with Hua Yan in public relations. It wasn't until now that he finally figured it out.
This is actually a helpless move for the Huage Chart, even though it was once one of the most authoritative music awards organizations in the mainland. After all, it has been suspended for ten years, and most fans have long forgotten that there is such an awards ceremony.
If you want to quickly gain attention again in the turbulent Chinese music scene, you need to have a breakthrough point, and at the right time, Han Fei appeared in the organizer's field of vision, so this was the beginning of such a "god-making" event.
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I have to admire the organizer's witty response here. After just watching Han Fei's performance for just a few minutes, he planned a series of "talking skills" for the host.
"Actually, no. As far as I know, Han Fei is still a sophomore at school, not yet twenty years old, right?" The host smiled at the corners of his eyes. He was already prepared to hear the audience shocked and exclaimed,
and the sound of breathing.
Sure enough, the audience did not disappoint his series of foreshadowings. They never expected that Han Fei was so young and the best lyricist under the age of twenty. This should be the only one in the entire Chinese music world, right?
Finally, it was time for Han Fei to give his acceptance speech. To be honest, if he wasn’t excited, it would be a lie. Standing on the stage holding the trophy, Han Fei’s hands were trembling slightly.
"Actually, when I was sitting down there just now, I kept thinking whether everyone would just say: thank you when they get to this place."
The audience at the scene were all amused by Han Fei's unconventional "acceptance speech". Many people in the industry also burst into laughter. The on-site director was also making trouble, taking various snaps of Han Fei just coming on stage to accept the award, saying a lot of "
Thank you" artist.
Han Fei smiled and shook his head: "Now that I am standing here, I find that there is nothing to say except thank you for this and thank you for that..."
"Uu~~~" The audience immediately booed.
Yang Kexin also stood up and made a face at Han Fei. She never thought that a camera was facing her, and it was immediately put on the big screen at the scene. Sister Ru gritted her teeth when she saw it, and she wanted to go and kill this person right away.
The girl was dragged back and ravaged (trained).
"Actually, I originally wanted to thank you, but then I thought about it, I don't seem to have many fans, and I don't have many seniors to support me. I seem to have won this award based on my own talent...
.Why do you suddenly feel like a failure?" Han Fei spread his hands and made a helpless expression.
"Uu~~~Haha~~~ This kid is so funny."
"No, I can't stand it anymore. This guy is so shameless."
Generally speaking, an acceptance speech only lasts a few minutes, because if you talk too much, the audience will find it boring. However, the audience will not be bored by the effect of Han Fei's acceptance speech.
Le Jianming and You Qingsong looked at each other a little helplessly, thinking that this guy had put aside all their contributions? But thinking about it carefully, Han Fei really deserved this award, [I am a little bird]
It can be said to be one of the best works they have seen in recent years.
"Well, okay, that's all I want to say. My name is Han Fei, and I speak for myself." Han Fei's face was filled with a confident smile, and he raised the best lyricist trophy with his right hand.
A burst of youthful energy.
The memory of countless cameras was destroyed in one moment. The entire venue was covered in white and it was so dazzling that people could not open their eyes. The reporters were happy. There were so many highlights in tonight’s award ceremony. Just writing them down is enough.
It’s been reporting for a while, it’s comparable to the Chinese New Year!
The audience was also happy. No one wanted to listen to the bitter and hateful people talking about poisonous chicken soup for the soul. Everyone just wanted to have fun. They were used to hearing almost the same speeches from many celebrities, but suddenly they were filled with the excitement of the one in front of them.
The youthful and energetic young people were captured.
Han Fei returned to his seat, and before he could sit firmly, the trophy in his hand was snatched away by Yang Kexin. Seeing the extent of her obsession, Han Fei inexplicably thought of a term - Pan it.
"Hey~~~ Can you pay attention to your image? Your mouth is almost drooling."
Yang Kexin shook her little fist threateningly: "If you want to control it, huh, it's too small. One day, I will also have a best female singer trophy!"
"Hmm~~~If I can't place the trophy in my house, I will put it in your house..." Han Fang received a heavy blow on his waist before he could finish his words, but the camera happened to be facing him at this time.
He could only hold back the pain and show an ugly smile.
"The next award is also the last major award at tonight's award ceremony - the Best Composer Award." In the end, it was the host's words that saved Han Fei from dire straits. Yang Kexin's attention had been completely attracted.
He couldn't care less about Han Fei's bad mouth.
The audience's attention also reached its peak at this moment, and the final six shortlisted works flashed on the background screen. In the end, only one song title was fixed - World No. 1, and the composer was written below the song title -
—Han Fei!
"Fuck, is it him again?"
"Isn't it too cool? He also composed this song?"
"Not only that, I searched online, and he was the songwriter of all three songs: "In Memory of Me", "I'm a Little Bird" and "No. 1 in the World"!
So amidst the applause of the audience, Han Fei stood up and handed the trophy for Best Lyricist that he had received before to Yang Kexin for safekeeping. However, when he appeared in the center of the stage, he said in a mean voice: "No.
Sorry, everyone, your butts are not yet warm...I'm here again!"