This star is from the earth

In the recording studio, Xia Yuan was sitting next to Zhang Yiman, and the two were chatting about something.

Seeing Han Jue came back, Xia Yuan asked, "My heart is heavy, are you alright?"

Han Jue shook his head, and replied casually: "It's nothing, it's a good thing."

"Then congratulations." Xia Yuan said perfunctorily.

"There's no need to specifically congratulate. It's just a broken relationship. I'm slightly happy." Han Jue raised his mouth slightly and waved his hands very deliberately.

Xia Yuan saw that Han Jue was still joking, so it seems that something bad happened.

So he also joked back and said: "Shut up, people who are over twenty-five years old don't deserve to be broken up, we can only say break up."

Zhang Yiman turned his head left and right, watching them chatting like watching TV. Just now she chatted with Xia Yuan about Han Jue.

Zhang Yiman was a little concerned about the topic of lovelorn that Han Jue said just now, but the two people in front of them were chatting eagerly, but they didn't plan to extend it to talk about why, how, and who the object was. Thanks to you, Xia Yuan, who is still a reporter, you don't even ask about this kind of thing! Zhang Yiman was a little anxious because he couldn't get in the conversation.

Finally at a pause, Zhang Yiman raised his hand and said loudly, "Uncle, we haven't finished talking about what we just said."

Han Jue stopped to chat happily with Xia Yuan. It's more important to talk about business, this is a major matter of life and death (banknotes).

He said to Zhang Yiman: "I have no problem here, but to be honest, you should go back and ask your company leaders or your team for their opinions on this."

"Okay." Zhang Yiman agreed. But what I think in my heart is that even if I pay for it myself, I should ask my uncle to write an album of songs for him.

"Then uncle, you should prepare the breakout song first!"

Han Jue nodded, then lowered his head thoughtfully.

Regarding Han Jue's sudden distraction, Zhang Yiman and Xia Yuan looked at each other, and when they were about to wake him up, Han Jue suddenly snapped his fingers and said, "Yes!"

Zhang Yiman vaguely guessed something, and looked at Han Jue with big eyes expectantly.

Sure enough, Han Jue smiled and said to Zhang Yiman: "Thanks to the phone call just now, I have some ideas about the song you played in the tournament."

"Really? Yes!" Zhang Yiman said in surprise.

She is looking forward to Han Jue's superb skills in writing songs on the spot. Since the last time Han Jue wrote "Flammable and Explosive" on the spot, Zhang Yiman believes that the songs written by Han Jue on the spot are more exciting than the prepared songs.

Xia Yuan was also a little surprised. It sounded like he could see Han Jue's creation scene. The Internet is full of conspiracy theories about the works created by Han Jue. She has seen it, but she is not easy to draw conclusions until the evidence comes out.

"A story about broken love?" Xia Yuan asked with interest.

"No, it's a story about breaking up." Han Jue smiled, then took out a pen and paper.

It is Han Jue's habit as a screenwriter to carry a pen and paper with him, and this habit also comes in handy when creating rap lyrics.

He took out a stack of folded papers from the inner pocket of his jacket, and unfolded them. Some of the top sheets were crumpled and older in color, and some paragraphs and scattered sentences or a few short sentences were written on them.

After Han Jue pulled out a blank piece of paper from the bottom, he immediately folded the other papers and put them back in his pocket. Let Zhang Yiman get into his clothes quickly, just to prevent Zhang Yiman who is full of curiosity from seeing the contents of the paper.

Xia Yuan quietly wrote down this detail. This is quite in line with the habit of creators. Creators are always ready to visit his brain for inspiration, and she carries a notebook with her.

Han Jue flattened the creased paper, sat down and began to write.

The staff who were recording over there saw Han Jue's creation, and couldn't help but lower his voice. Seeing this, the producer simply announced to let everyone take a break, so everyone went out to smoke and rest to make room. The sound engineer who stayed inside also quietly operated the computer, which was a tacit understanding among the creative workers.

Han Jue focused on scribbling and changing, while Zhang Yiman and Xia Yuan watched the whole process of Han Jue creating a song.

He wrote the song first, and the song seemed to be already in Han Jue's mind. Han Jue was humming 【啦啦啦，咔咔哒】, writing like a god.

Then start writing words. Turn the paper over, first write the title of the song in the middle, and then extend it to a long or short sentence like a mind map. There are neat and continuous sentences, and there are incomplete short sentences. Humming while writing, the progress is fast.

Zhang Yiman's beautiful eyes were shining just now when he heard Han Jue's humming. Now listening to the vaguely lyrics, I look forward to it even more.

Xia Principle was amazed by Han Jue’s creative method. It started loading from 70% of the progress bar. Some sentences were completed in one go. If it wasn’t for the fact that she knew other music-making friends, she would almost have thought that writing a song That's what everyone wrote.

Writing breakup songs, the Chinese music scene simply doesn't need too many. But looking at the lyrics, it is as interesting as the title of this song, not the clichéd one. Xia Yuan was also looking forward to it.

When Han Jue finished, it was about half an hour later. If it is not completed, the staff will also come in.

"Hey, shall I sing it for you first?" Han Jue stretched his waist and asked Zhang Yiman.

"No need! I already have a voice in my head now, I have to sing and sing!" Zhang Yiman stared at the paper in Han Jue's hand, walked on the spot slightly anxiously, tucked his chin, and put his fists on his chest , in prayer.

As soon as Han Jue handed over the paper, Zhang Yiman took it away like a gust of wind.

Then she stood in the corner, with her back to them, carefully looking at Han Jue's manuscript.

Xia Yuan looked at Zhang Yiman's back, and said to Han Jue who was beside him: "I have also seen many friends who are engaged in music create, you are too different. Or, you wrote it long ago, and then deliberately Pretending to create live in front of Zhang Yiman?"

"Creation is just an explosion of daily accumulation." Han Jue did not deny that this was not created on the spot.

"Someone on the Internet suspects that you didn't write those songs yourself, do you know this?"

"Actually, this is expected." Han Jue said with a smile. In fact, that was even what he wished for.

Xia Yuan said: "Do you think skill is more important than mindfulness?"

"Are you starting the interview, or just asking?" Han Jue asked.

Xia Yuan lit up the recording pen in his hand.

"If you want to listen to political correctness, then I would say that skills are the basis for ensuring emotions. For example, KTV...Karaoke room," Han Jue took the initiative to correct, "There is a big brother or a little girl singing emotionally. Absolutely full, but the singing is really ugly. So technology is the basis for singers to express their emotions, which most people agree with."

"Well, what's not so "correct"?" Xia Yuan was very gentle once she was in the interview mode, and she continued to ask with interest.

"Ordinary people evaluate a song. When they don't understand the technology, they will judge whether a song is good or not by whether they care about it or not. I think it's actually a part of technology."

"Walking the heart, in fact, it is a sense of language. Whether the tone is bright or dark. A little more breathing, crying, or roaring, whether the ending is weakened or crescendoed, how to deal with the cadence of the lyrics, these can be done It is classified as technical. You sound distracted, but in fact it is probably the ultimate skill. So there are often nine-year-old boys and girls who have never been in love on TV, and their singing love songs can make people feel affectionate."

When Han Jue said this, he looked at Zhang Yiman.

"Mr. Zhang proved my conclusion very well. She is young, inexperienced, and pure-hearted, but I have no doubt that I could not sing to her just now. Even if she is not really broken in love like me, I think She can sing that song well too."

Han Jue said so.

"You've convinced me a bit." Xia Yuan pondered for a while, then nodded, and then she said, "An off topic question, I won't record it. Why did you choose that title for that song?"

"Maybe for some people, love is so bloody." Han Jue touched his chin, pointing out.

"Well, "Bloody Love Story" is really weird, but I like it." Xia Yuan nodded and said.

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