Chарtеr 16: Аrе Кids Nоwadaуs Аll Тhis Imрrеssive?
“Aunt Jun, will Tеаcher Хie agrее tо mу rеquеst?”
“Aunt Jun, is Теаchеr Xiе difficult to dеаl with?”
“Aunt Jun…”
“Аunt Jun…”
“Stoр! Stор! Don’t саll me Аunt Jun аnуmоrе.” Fеi Jiаjun felt shе must havе оwed Luo Qingxu somеthing in a рast lifе.
Оriginаllу, the reрertoirе аnd singing singеr hаd alrеadу been finаlizеd, but thеn… Luо Qingхu went аnd changed еvеrуthing with а flurrу of adjustments.
It wаs likе thе cliеnt saуing the draft wаs finаlizеd, thе agenсу starting to sеt off fireсrасkеrs in cеlеbration, only for the cliеnt to сhаngе thеir mind оvernight, insisting оn starting over frоm scrаtch!
Нowеver, the new repertoire was indeed better, though the choice of singer was a bit of a headache—the small-time singers in the company simply couldn’t capture the right feel.
Fei Jiajun compiled a list of suitable candidates and suggested Luo Qingxu choose Qu Jingling, who, while not the most perfect fit, was the most likely to agree.
But Luo Qingxu was as stubborn as a mule, insisting that if they were going to do it, they should do it to the best of their ability. She immediately set her sights on the national first-class vocalist—Xie Jiayin.
She insisted on choosing her, even arguing confidently,
“Aunt Jun included Teacher Xie in the list because she also thinks Teacher Xie is more suited to this song. We’re just on the same wavelength.”
Xie Jiayin was a national first-class vocalist, renowned for her cross-genre singing style and her ability to skillfully master multiple musical genres.
Her singing technique blended pop, folk, bel canto, and other vocal styles. With a wide vocal range, effortless breath control, and the ability to convey emotion through her voice, her performances were rich in expression, possessing a unique artistic charm and broad influence.
Precisely because of this, Xie Jiayin was unlikely to easily agree to participate in an obscure little National Style program.
After all, in the eyes of someone at her level, the “National Style Grand Prize” was just a place for kids to play house. Lowering herself to bully a bunch of little brats really wasn’t necessary.
As expected, when Fei Jiajun first contacted Xie Jiayin, she was politely and tactfully refused.
Later, after sending over the song, an hour later, Xie Jiayin finally replied: Let’s meet in person!
That was why Fei Jiajun brought Luo Qingxu to pay a visit to Xie Jiayin.
“Be extra sweet with your words later, leave the rest to me.” Fei Jiajun, afraid this troublesome kid might stir up more trouble, reminded her again.
“Teacher Xie, hello!”
“Sister Jun, long time no see! The last time we met was…”
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Fei Jiajun introduced Luo Qingxu to Xie Jiayin.
“Are kids nowadays all this impressive?”
Xie Jiayin knew Luo Qingxu was young, but she hadn’t expected her to be this young—at first glance, she looked like a high school student.
Yet she could write a song like “Dragon Script,” which encompassed so many elements of Chinese culture and was filled with depth.
“This song is excellent, and it truly moves me.
Sister Jun, you know as well as I do that someone of my status isn’t really suitable for this…
Isn’t it just bullying the kids?”
The song was good, and she really wanted to sing it, but the requirement to participate in the program left Xie Jiayin in a difficult position.
“Teacher Xie, this song belongs to no one but you. Only your interpretation can fully bring out its charm.
If anyone else sings it, it always feels like something is missing.
It would truly be a shame without your voice.”
Hearing this, Luo Qingxu grew anxious and, with a natural familiarity, began to charm and coax Xie Jiayin.
“Hahahaha, you’re quite an interesting kid.”
Xie Jiayin found Luo Qingxu amusing and affectionately patted her head.”Suppressing newcomers isn’t good for either of us.
How about this—let me sing the studio version, and I’ll help you figure something out for the live broadcast…”
“How could a senior’s outstanding performance be called suppression? The growth of newcomers relies on the exemplary strength of their seniors.
Similarly, seniors should also set a good example for newcomers.
Only in this way can our entertainment industry continue to pass on and surpass itself, showing a thriving development trend,
allowing the waves behind to push the waves ahead, shining even brighter.”
(☆▽☆) Luo Qingxu felt there was hope upon hearing this, showering praise as if it were free. Fei Jiajun found it almost painful to watch.
“Aunt Jun, why could Teacher Qu Guangqing participate, but Teacher Xie can’t?”
Luo Qingxu widened her innocent eyes, looking pitifully at Fei Jiajun.
This clever kid was sharp, and Fei Jiajun naturally played along with her act.
“Teacher Qu Guangqing came to support the last episode of the program, and the response was great.
It’s a good chance for the younger generation to see the strength of their seniors, or else they might think they’re invincible.”
“Old Qu participated? He’s been posting fishing photos on social media every day, quietly doing something big?
Hey, hey, hey—no, let me think about this carefully.” Xie Jiayin paced back and forth, unable to make up her mind.
“Teacher Xie, don’t worry. Luo Shen Media’s PR team will carefully manage the comments.
I swear in my personal capacity that there won’t be any of the public opinion concerns you’re worried about.
You’ve been out of the spotlight for too long—it’s time to show the younger generation what real skill looks like.
If you’re still uneasy, I can have our little President Luo write you a guarantee letter.”
Fei Jiajun staked her professional reputation and the face of Luo Shen Media, casually throwing little President Luo under the bus.
“Hey, hey, hey—Sister Jun, you’re going too far. Of course, I trust you both.
There’s still an approval process to go through here. I can only go if the organization agrees.
Go back and wait—I’ll give you an answer tonight.”
Since Qu Guangqing had already participated, Xie Jiayin’s last bit of hesitation vanished.
The two held similar status in the music industry, though one was within the system and the other outside it, and they were longtime acquaintances.
Most importantly, Xie Jiayin really wanted to sing “Dragon Script”—it felt like the song was tailor-made for her.
Besides, Fei Jiajun and Luo Qingxu had come to her personally, and missing this opportunity would truly be a shame.
Even more importantly, the song’s meaning and melody were outstanding. Xie Jiayin had a feeling that the authorities might very well acquire it!
“Yay! Yay! Yay”
Luo Qingxu happily high-fived Fei Jiajun, her voice brimming with uncontrollable excitement.
Only this naive child would think she had convinced Xie Jiayin with just a few words.
While Xie Jiayin was the most suitable for this song, Qu Guangqing’s participation and the guarantee only eased her concerns.
What truly convinced Xie Jiayin was the announcement released by the Tourism Administration two days earlier: a nationwide call for submissions for a Chinese tourism promotion song.
Coincidentally, Luo Qingxu’s “Dragon Script” not only fit the theme perfectly with its lyrics but also had a grand and majestic melody.
Fei Jiajun had also revealed to Xie Jiayin that they planned to submit Luo Qingxu’s “Dragon Script” for the competition.
With Luo Shen Media’s backing and operations, the chances of being selected were greatly increased. Xie Jiayin was drawn to the fame and benefits.
But, whatever—if the kid was this happy, let her be happy.
“Come to my place for lunch today. Uncle Zhong has prepared your favorite dishes.””Nannan has been talking about you for so long. Play with him today.”
Luo Qingxu had been quite tired lately, so Fei Jiajun decided to take her home and have her husband prepare a good meal to properly reward her.