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Chapter 12 Hahaha, the Chinese music scene is finished

Chapter 12 Hahaha, the Chinese music scene is finished (2)

Meanwhile, on the other side...

In an ordinary small northern city, in a dormitory of a liberal arts university—

Xiao Zhongge, an ordinary male college student, is the kind of person who best fits the profile of today's young people.

Although they were not extremely wealthy, this generation grew up without worrying about food and clothing, living ordinary lives.

Their grades are just average, they also feel anxious and worried about the future, and they also bear the pressure that ordinary people have.

Xiao Zhongge doesn't have many hobbies. He likes playing games, reading novels, watching short videos, and listening to songs.

But no matter what Xiao Zhongge does, he always likes to do something niche.

After all, in his own eyes, he was not ordinary, including his taste; he liked things that were different from others.

For example, he only plays niche games; he won't touch games that everyone else is playing. Instead, he knows games from foreign developers or obscure domestic games like the back of his hand.

The same applies to listening to music.

In his eyes, no one can beat him in terms of playlists; his playlists are the coolest in the world.

He believes he has very high taste in music and has high standards for it.

At this point, he stopped talking about the current state of domestic music.

Are there any listenable or good-sounding domestically produced songs these days?

It's all the same stuff over and over again: either poorly made pop songs or agricultural products with no real value.

He is one of those voices that suggest the 'Chinese music scene is doomed'.

The current situation is that Xiao Zhongge has been attending classes all day and is exhausted both physically and mentally. He has no interest in playing games anymore, so he is lying on his bed with his headphones on, listening to music listlessly.

As he listened to the melody in his headphones, his legs began to tremble involuntarily.

Then, while listening, he exclaimed, "American songs are still the best! The melody, the rhythm, the arrangement, the singing style—aren't they much better than domestic ones?"

The headphones were filled with the distinctive vocals of Black rap.

"fu*k police! fu*k you bitch!"

"Your bitch's puss*y is wet!"

"Suck my dick!"

"im high council five hopped out."

"Yeah, nigger!"

"Great song!" Xiao Zhongge nodded in approval.

This is real good music. Isn't it much better than the stuff from China?
"I wish that domestic music could develop someday," Xiao Zhongge sighed.

The music in China really can't compare to that abroad. Take the rap music he's listening to now, for example, it's all garbage, and the lyrics are all so ridiculous.

His playlist hasn't been updated in a long time.

His favorite domestic music is still from the early 2000s.

The music back then was real music, unlike now, where every song is worse than the last.

Either they all sound like they're singing the same melody, and even a layperson could probably guess what the next line would be after just one line.

I don't know what happened, why the Chinese music scene has become like this.

"Forget it, let's just look for some new songs instead."

After listening to the playlist for a while, Xiao Zhongge unconsciously opened the recommendations again.

Let's listen to some new songs first and see if there are any hidden gems that we can discover.

The first recommended song that flashed by was an English song, a pop song.

Song title: Kissed her labia

The first line is: "Oh sweet pus*y~, and black cock~"

After listening for only a short while, he instantly clicked "like".

Then, while listening, I kept exclaiming, "Great song! Foreigners really do a lot better job than us."

I listened to several songs in a row, all in English, and then finally found a Chinese song.

The first thing you hear is an electronic drumbeat.

Then comes the melody.

Thump thump thump~

"My feelings for you go far beyond mere infatuation; tears sometimes inexplicably well up in my eyes."

So we get busy and numb to love, but then suddenly we remember everything.

"One, two, three, go!"

Boom Boom
"Thinking of you, the car window fogged up on a rainy night; I wrote your name with my fingers before I cried."

The drumbeats, one after another, accompanied by the backbeat bass, pounded against Xiao Zhongge's ears.

This made Xiao Zhongge frown immediately.

Then I looked at the song title.

"Stubbornly Obsessed (DJ Version)" - Xia Shen
"What the hell is this?"

Goodness, he almost recognized the old man on the subway as having a phone face right away.

Looking at the release date next to the song information, it turned out to be a single that had just been released recently.

Why is it this thing again?

But damn it, it really does match his first impression of the Chinese music scene. And then he looked at the data.

Damn, it's still the fastest-rising single on the charts, number one on the charts, and it's already on the weekly charts. Although its ranking is still low, the numbers are definitely rising rapidly.

"What hook eight?"

It's utterly unbearable to listen to; this kind of song has absolutely no technical merit.

"Rubbish!"

He immediately selected "not interested" for the song.

Slide further down.

Next up is our weekly chart No. 1: "Give Me a Song's Time DJ Version" - Tian Min/Xia Shen.

next move
It's this thing again. I see it everywhere I go lately. It's practically mental pollution.

However, upon closer inspection of the singer's signature...

Summer is deep?

Very familiar name.

Look again.

Wow, his name appears in both songs.

Where did this country bumpkin come from lately?
Xiao Zhongge clicked the button to close the song at lightning speed, cursing under his breath.

I can't listen to this song anymore. The fact that this kind of thing is appearing in his feed seems to indicate that his big data is in danger and he needs to stop for a while to recover so that his big data knows he doesn't like listening to this garbage.

From now on, he'll have to avoid anyone with the name Xia Shen. He's made a mental note of that name!

Do you think these domestic musicians can't survive without writing catchy pop songs?

Or is it that you can't make songs without adding some DJ elements?

Or perhaps, is it impossible to do without writing some melancholic love songs?

I really don't understand what's so good about this kind of song.

I definitely can't listen to the song anymore, I'd better go watch the video.

Xiao Zhongge's mood for listening to music was ruined, so he shut down the music platform.

He opened Douyin and Kuaishou, and started scrolling through short videos to kill time.

His short video big data recommendations also fit the profile of his age group. The videos he sees are either games or abstract, funny videos, and of course, some things that everyone who knows, knows.

He's currently watching a game video without thinking, and after a while, he's already finished watching the match. It's currently playing on an automatic loop.

Xiao Zhongge opened the comments section, intending to take one last look at the comments before releasing the video.

After liking some interesting comments and replying to a few more, and after spending a little more time on the comments section, Xiao Zhongge finally left the comments section and swiped his finger down.

The next video wasn't something he was interested in.

So I continued scrolling down.

Time always flies when you stop to watch videos that interest you, give them a like, and then swipe away when you don't.

As he scrolled through the videos, Xiao Zhongge came across a new one.

This time, he didn't continue swiping away, but stayed.

Because of this video, he had a reason to stay.

Against the backdrop of powerful and dynamic music, accompanied by a deep, slightly husky, smoky voice, a beautiful figure gracefully dances in front of the screen.

The texture of the soft filter, the smooth hair, the exquisite facial features under the divine power of the space distortion spell, the mini skirt, the stockings, and the delicate ankle curves highlighted by the high heels.

"Are you like me now?"

"My feelings for you go far beyond mere infatuation; I remember every single anniversary, clearly."

"The self-inflicted burdens of a fool, the embarrassing performance, and suddenly everything comes flooding back~"

"Thinking of you, the car window fogged up on a rainy night; I wrote your name with my fingers before I cried."

Xiao Zhongge: "."

Familiar melody, familiar music, familiar DJ.

The grotesque song "Stubborn to the end" was still haunting him, and he still heard it.

but
He didn't exit the video immediately, but repeated it several times.

It was only after clicking "favorite" that I swiped to the next one.

The next video is the same.

The same background music, similar dance moves, all just simple twisting with little technical skill.

The only difference is that this one is wearing a white nun's outfit.

There was another pause.

As he kept scrolling, he started to feel a little itchy.

Xiao Zhongge glanced out from behind the bed curtains.

With a 'whoosh,' he pulled the bed curtains shut, casually tearing off a few tissues from the bedside table.

After a period of time.

He silently added the video to his favorites.

Then he commented, "So-so!"

(End of this chapter)

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