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Chapter 79 "Flammable and Explosive"

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    Flammable and explosive.

    The title of the song sounds like a very restless song, even if it is said to be the title of a rap song, it would not be a violation.

    "It's not rap? Is that rock?" Zhang Yiman asked.

    "It doesn't count." Han Jue thought about it for a while and said.

    Chen Li¡¯s style of music is too difficult to define. It can be said to be its own style that does not need to be explained or classified.

    Han Jue writes the lyrics and ponders for a moment from time to time.  Because the original performance is different from the current performance, some lyrics had to be refined, and some vaguely remembered lyrics had to be re-created.

    The cameraman came to 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 bottle, gentle and quiet.  On his right hand, he wrote beautiful calligraphy in a flowing manner. A strand of hair bent down and fell quietly on his forehead.

    Zhang Yiman sat next to him and pursed his lips, looking at Han Jue who was attentive for a while, and then looking at the paper in front of Han Jue.  The distance is very close.

    Zhang Yiman held Han Jue's shoulder with one hand and pressed his face against Han Jue's arm that was not holding the pen, like an interested kitten, with surprise and curiosity in his eyes.

    The producer of Ai Du was very polite and didn¡¯t come to disturb us.  The cameraman looked at him pitifully and occasionally gave him the camera. The producer crossed his arms and looked at Zhang Yiman and the others with a smile.

    It would be a shame for the director not to do something about his girlish heart.  So the program team used every opportunity to put two blushes on Zhang Yiman's cheeks, and filled the surroundings with pink clouds, regardless of where the two protagonists were thinking at this time.  In short, it¡¯s just forced sugar distribution.

    While Han Jue was writing, 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 lyrics, I have a very rhythm, little by little.

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

    It¡¯s like a fountain of inspiration.

    And in the eyes of Han Hei, who still refuses to admit that Han Jue has creative ability, Han Jue is now fully "in the show".

    ¡°Tsk tsk tsk, the performance template is a talented lyricist and composer, right?  Even if you take such big steps, you won't be afraid of breaking your balls.

    Han Jue wrote it quickly and held it in his hand to look at it with satisfaction.

    After Han Jue finished writing, he smelled the faint fragrance coming from beside him. When he turned around, he realized that the silly girl was so close to him.

    He watched Sha Niu leaning half of her body against him, immersed in the score, mumbling words, without noticing how ambiguous the posture was.

    So he quietly put the paper on the table, then slowly pressed down the lyrics and moved it diagonally upward on the table near the end of Sha Niu.  Zhang Yiman was like a cat whose attention was attracted by infrared rays. His eyes followed the paper, stretched his neck, released his hand, locked the paper, and pounced.

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

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

    ¡°I like this song so much!¡± Zhang Yiman repeated it again.

    "Thank you." Han Jue nodded calmly.

    Zhang Yiman rolled his eyes, simply held 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.

    When Zhang Yiman saw this stupid uncle acting stupidly, she was so angry that she stopped talking and looked at Han Jue in a stalemate.

    Han Jue deliberately did not look at Zhang Yiman, turned sideways, and drank water by himself.

    When Zhang Yiman saw Han Jue drinking water, he didn't know what he thought of. He quietly opened a bottle of water, then rushed over to clink glasses with Han Jue at lightning speed, and said quickly: "Uncle, give me this song."  Sing!"

    "Crack." The plastic bottles of mineral water collided violently and deformed.

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

    Zhang Yiman knew he was in trouble and 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 sheepishly.

    Han Jue clenched his trembling fists.

    Of course he knows what silly girl means.

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

    It¡¯s only right that Zhang Yiman fell in love with this song ¡°Inflammable and Explosive¡±.?Finally pushed him to the edge of collapse.  It is ironic to look at the past of being given and asked for in detail.

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

    After the second interlude, a piano was added, and the sound of the piano meandered into a rushing stream.  It enriches the relatively simple singing style.

    [I am still lost my eyes for me, and my love is really my eyes. My eyes are ecstasy.

    "Elope with me and still be my best friend, praise me as a bud ready to bloom and praise me as a cover-up"

    ¡­¡­

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

    Weng Nanxi¡¯s face felt hot.

    ¡¾Please make me charming and show my passion, it seems that I am in full bloom but also it seems that I am deficient in oxygen and perverse.

    "Because I am beautiful, I am also greedy and obsessed. If you blame me for being carefree for a hundred years, you still blame me for crying."

    Finished.

    Although there is not a single sentence of blame or complaint in the entire song "Inflammable and Explosive", the highly conflicting lyrics throughout the song, coupled with Han Jue's progressive emotional outbursts, make a joke and satire on recent events. Listen to  Come and have fun.

    At the same time, people felt that they heard what Han Jue wanted to say: Even if he is used, insulted, and trampled on, he will not be knocked down 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 came up to him with applause.

    Just now she listened to Han Jue's singing and imagined herself singing like that. Then she realized that it was difficult to breathe in this song. There were many words and short pauses. It was easy for a car accident to happen at the scene. But Han Jue's singing was very complete and she could praise him.  She is worthy of being her first disciple, her singing skills have really improved, and her occasional remote teaching over the phone is not in vain.

    Han Jue felt very happy after singing. He thought singing was quite interesting. Of course, the premise is that he has a good voice.

    When he saw the silly girl with her feet up and eager to try, he winked at Zhang Yiman and said with a smile: "Do you want to go in and give it a try?"

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

    Across 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 is just looking forward to what kind of new life this song will bloom.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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