This star is from the earth

Flammable and explosive.

The title of the song sounds like a very restless song, even if it is a rap song title.

"Isn't it rap? Is that rock?" Zhang Yiman asked.

"It doesn't count." Han Jue pondered for a while and said.

Chen Li's music style is too difficult to define. It can be said that it has its own style, which belongs to the kind that does not need to be explained and classified.

Han Jue wrote the lyrics, thinking for a while from time to time. Because the interpretation of the original work is different from the current one, some lyrics have to be refined, and some lyrics with vague memories have to be re-created.

The cameraman came in front of Han Jue and Zhang Yiman and pointed the camera at them.

Han Jue is right in front of the camera, sitting upright, like a non-reflective porcelain vase, warm and quiet. The right hand wrote beautiful calligraphy like flowing clouds and flowing water, and a strand of hair was bent down, hanging quietly on the forehead.

Sitting next to her, Zhang Yiman pursed her lips, looking at the focused Han Jue for a while, and looking at the paper in front of Han Jue for a while. The distance is very close.

Zhang Yiman supported Han Jue's shoulder with one hand, and put his face against Han Jue's arm that was not holding a pen, like a kitten full of interest, his eyes were full of surprise and curiosity.

Ai Du's producer winked and didn't bother him. The cameraman looked at him pitifully, and occasionally showed him the camera. The producer folded his arms and looked at Zhang Yiman and the others with a smile.

The director is simply sorry for his girlish heart if he doesn't make a fuss. So the program team put two blushes on Zhang Yiman's cheeks and covered the surroundings with pink clouds, regardless of where the two protagonists were thinking at this time. In short, it is forced to send sugar.

As Han Jue wrote, the complete effect of the finished song was already ringing in his head, as if this unique song couldn't wait to appear in this world.

So when I write the lyrics, I have a rhythm, point by point.

In the eyes of Zhang Yiman and the fans, what is this?

It's a fountain of inspiration.

And in the eyes of Han Hei, who has refused to admit that Han Jue has creative ability, Han Jue is properly "into the play".

Tsk tsk tsk, the performance template is a talented lyricist and composer, right? If you take such a big step, you are not afraid of scratching the egg.

Han Jue wrote it quickly, holding it in his hand and looking at it with satisfaction.

After Han Jue finished writing, he smelled the faint fragrance from beside him, and turned his head to see that the silly girl was so close to him.

He watched the silly girl leaning against half of his body, immersed in the score, chanting words, not aware of how ambiguous the posture was.

So he put the paper on the table calmly, and then slowly pressed the lyrics, and moved on the table to the side near the silly girl. Zhang Yiman is like a cat that has been attracted by infrared rays, its eyes are chasing the paper, it stretches its neck, releases its hand, locks on the paper, and pounces.

"This song is so good, I like it very much." Zhang Yiman said while holding the paper, his eyes were bright.

"Hmm." Han Jue stretched his waist, as if someone who had been at his desk for several days had finally completed a masterpiece.

"I like this song so much!" Zhang Yiman repeated.

"Thank you." Han Jue nodded calmly.

Zhang Yiman rolled his eyes, and simply hugged the piece of paper in his arms, looked at Han Jue with watery eyes and said, "Ah! I like it so much!"

"I know you are very discerning." Han Jue was unmoved.

Zhang Yiman saw this stupid uncle dumbfounded, she was so angry that she didn't speak anymore, she just looked at Han Jue, stalemate.

Han Jue deliberately did not meet Zhang Yiman's eyes, turned sideways, and drank water on his own.

Seeing Han Jue drinking water, Zhang Yiman thought of something, unscrewed a bottle of water quietly, then rushed over to clink glasses with Han Jue quickly, and said quickly, "Uncle, give me this song." Sing!"

"Crack." The plastic bottles of mineral water collided violently, deforming and twisting.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Han Jue was drinking, when the silly girl bumped into him suddenly, and the water poured into Han Jue's nose.

Knowing that something was wrong, Zhang Yiman quickly patted Han Jue on the back.

After Han Jue recovered, he looked at Zhang Yiman helplessly.

"Although the process is not perfect, the ending is good." Zhang Yiman smiled embarrassedly.

Han Jue clenched his trembling fists.

Of course he knew what silly girl meant.

Singers have two pursuits, one is good songs, and the other is bosom friends.

It is normal for Zhang Yiman to fall in love with this song "Flammable and Explosive".

This song was originally sung by a female voice, and Zhang Yiman sang it. It is not a burial. Han Jue originally intended to do this, but he just wanted to tease the silly girl, but it turned out that he forgot that small animals are not meant to be teased.

Reap the consequences.

"Okay, okay, I'll sing for you later." Han Jue kneaded the napkin ball, looked at the stupid girl's stubborn eyes, and had the idea of ​​fighting a protracted war if he didn't agree, so Han Jue had no choice but to agree.

"What other instruments do you know besides the piano? Do you know the violin?" Han Jue stood up and walked towards the producer.

"I can! I can play the violin, cello, piano, harmonica, guitar..." After Zhang Yiman heard that he could sing this song, he excitedly listed all the instruments he knew as if he was reporting his resume.

"Okay, okay, enough is enough." Han Jue also admired the variety of musical instruments that the silly girl can play. If she doesn't stop her, maybe there will be musical instruments such as Allegro and triangular bells later.

The producer is very happy that he has not been forgotten by Han Jue and the others.

The three began to discuss the production of this song, but this time Han Jue only made suggestions and did not decide on specifics.

Finally, it was agreed that the accompaniment should be mainly electronic music, violin, supplemented by piano, and drums. These were recorded by Zhang Yiman and the producer respectively. The real recording process was quite long, but it only took a while to cut it out.

The production process of "Flammable and Explosive" was not as serious and purposeful as the production of "That Woman". Because Han Jue's composition level is not that high, to produce a popular song, the composition structure framework required has to be professional.

Previously, he silently served as the producer of Passerby A, and his sense of presence was finally reflected in this song. Although it's just a few shots, the producer's high-spirited face and professional words let the audience know that this is not just for nothing. Otherwise, the audience would think that song production is like Han Jue's, just click left and right, it's very simple.

When the audience saw this, they found that Han Jue didn't have any "arbitrary" or "conceived ideas" like before, and didn't [go through it all] again, so the Korean blacks on the Internet clamored again. Although there are fewer Han Hei speakers than not long ago, those who can stay and continue to fight are the elites of Han Hei.

Han Jue's fans saw that Han Jue had a tendency to become a background board, and he only said a word occasionally, and they were inevitably a little worried. Because popular songs and rap are still different, it is easy to judge whether the music catches the ear, and the requirements for the lyrics must also be concise and refined. If in normal times, Han Jue made a mediocre popular work, then it would still be a topic, but on this occasion, with the last song "That Woman" raising the audience's expectations, then mediocrity is wrong.

So although Han Jue also wanted to hear Zhang Yiman sing this song, it was better for him to sing this song himself for the first time, because he wanted to express something through it.

The original song is Chen Li's statement and expression of the pain between emotions, but Han Jue intends to make use of it. Although these people on the Internet are attacking the predecessor, it can be said that the person Han Jue knows best in this world, or the first friend in the world, is the predecessor. The predecessor's brain is not good enough, and his mouth is still stupid, so he feels that he needs to say something for the predecessor.

Han Jue walked into the recording studio with the lyrics.

Unlike in the past, when he had to brew for a long time before speaking, this time Han Jue turned his back on the microphone and practiced alone in the corner of the recording studio for a while, then walked back to the microphone, exhaled, and signaled to the outside that he was ready .

Zhang Yiman waved his fist to cheer Han Jue outside the glass.

The audience also looked at whether Han Juejing turned his head up in this battle, or completely broke the cowhide.

The producer hits the button.

The treacherous electronic music prelude sounded in the recording studio, deserted and dangerous, attracting attention.

A few seconds later, when the violin sounded, Han Jue also moved to the microphone and said:

【Wish I'm a madman and hope I'm not alone, miss me glamorous and think I'm frivolous and vulgar

If you want me to be sunny, you still want me to be unshakable; if you play me crying and laughing, you still play my heart like a dead tree]

...

Han Jue's singing is gorgeous and playful.

The song uses a framework of string structures, in which violins replace drums, pulling out rhythmic sonic patterns one after another. The lyrics in it calmly put a cruel thing under the sun.

[Give me a dream and give me a quick wake up, sleep with me and waste time with me without mercy

Love me purely and love me naked and not decadent, watch me play and sing and watch me heartbroken]

...

Han Jue's voice had a kind of helplessness, as if he was facing the capriciousness and impermanence given to him by the people around him, and finally pushed him to the brink of collapse. It is ironic to count these pasts that were given and demanded in detail.

After the first interlude, Han Jue used vocals to advance, and then added drums.

After the second interlude, the piano was added, and the sound of the piano meandered into a rushing stream. Enriched the relatively single vocal.

[For me to be seductive but also for my eyes to be distracted, to show my true love and to show my eyes

Elope with me and still be a courtier with me, praise me for being budding yet praise me for trying to hide it】

...

Han Jue opened his eyes and looked at the camera in front of him, looking directly at thousands of people through the screen.

Weng Nanxi's face was burning hot.

【Please make me charming and make me erotic, like I'm in full bloom or like I'm hypoxic and perverted

Because I am beautiful, but also because I am greedy and fascinated, blame me for being a hundred years old, but also blame me for having tears]

complete.

Although there is not a single sentence of blame and complaint in the whole song "Flammable and Explosive", the lyrics with a sense of conflict before and after the whole song, combined with Han Jue's progressive emotional outbursts, joked and satirized the recent events. Come and enjoy yourself.

At the same time, people felt that they heard what Han Jue wanted to say: Even if he is used, insulted, and trampled, he will not be defeated or crushed.

Whether you like this song or not, there is no doubt that this song is impressive.

"Wow!~"

After Han Jue came out, Zhang Yiman greeted him with applause.

Just now she listened to Han Jue's singing, imagining herself singing like that, and then she knew that this song is difficult to breathe, with many words and short pauses, it is easy to cause a car accident on the scene, but Han Jue's singing is very complete and can be praised As expected of her first disciple, her singing skills have really improved, and her occasional remote lectures over the phone are not in vain.

Han Jue felt very refreshed after singing, and felt that singing was quite interesting, of course, the premise is that he has a good voice.

When he saw the silly girl who was stepping on her feet and eager to try, he winked at Zhang Yiman and said with a smile, "Do you want to go in and try?"

Zhang Yiman nodded his head like a garlic, and smiled brightly. Immediately ran to the side, threw down his coat, rolled up his cuffs, and went in with high spirits.

Through the glass, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman looked at each other and smiled.

Han Jue is not worried about whether Zhang Yiman can sing well, he just looks forward to what kind of new life this song will bloom.

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