"Hiss~"

The moment he walked out of the company's door, Lei Yun only felt that today's sunlight was so dazzling that he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it.

With heavy steps, Thundercloud's mind kept echoing the conversation he had just had with Kevin at the company.

"Uhhhh Well, I may have been a little tired lately, and I haven't had any inspiration yet. ”

Somehow, when he heard Kevin's proposal, Lei Yun didn't have the previous surprise and challenge, but politely refused, and his first reaction in his heart was to resist rather than be interested.

"Well... Also, creativity requires inspiration. ”

Kevin's tone and expression could not hide his disappointed look.

But it's true that inspiration plays an important role in artistic creation.

What he needs is a burst of inspiration from Thundercloud, not imitation or repetition.

"Actually... I have wanted to try some... New style. ”

Pondering the wording, Thundercloud pondered what would be more appropriate.

"Oh, a new style?"

Hearing this, Kevin immediately became interested, could it be that RayRay has some imaginative genius idea?

"Hmm... However, it is still vague, but there is a general direction. ”

Carefully taking a sip of piping hot coffee, Thundercloud was also using it to sort out the messy thoughts.

"Seriously, I'm interested, can you tell us about it?"

Kevin leaned back, leaning his entire body weight on the leather seat, motioning for Thundercloud to speak freely, whatever he wanted.

"I think the current electronic music, some... Limitations, many ordinary people are naturally excluded. ”

Constantly stirring the coffee with a spoon is like a constant whirlwind and stirring like a thought.

"I wanted to try a new style, a little more soothing, a little quieter... Don't be so noisy, noisy, isn't it possible... Will it attract more people to love electronic music?"

Thundercloud's words made Kevin speechless for a long time, he was silent for a long time, and saw that the coffee in Thundercloud's cup was almost bottoming out, so he straightened up and said.

"I see what you mean RayRay, but have you ever thought that this type of work is not competitive on stage... I mean, the current Ravers like more violent music, why... Are you going to leave them behind?"

Kevin's point is clear: the current audience of electronic music likes music that is more violent, more explosive, more stage-oriented, and can make them swing along.

They are currently the largest audience for electronic music, so why should they abandon these existing groups and venture into other groups that are illusory and may not look down on electronic music at all?

And, more importantly, that kind of electronic music...

Is it still real electronic music?

What is the soul of electronic music?

It's underground, it's niche, it's carnival, it's indulgence...

Once you lose that, is that still real electronic music?

After the thundercloud left, Kevin's mind could not be calmed down for a long time.

RayRay's words stirred up huge waves in his heart, he didn't want the artists he valued most to go down the wrong path, and he didn't want his works to lose their souls, fall into clichés, converge their edge, and finally end up gloomily.

"What exactly is real electronic music?"

The conversation with Kevin made the uncertainty in Thundercloud's heart more and more serious.

Kevin, as always, believes that electronic music is a carnival of niche groups, an underground wanton and indulgence, and that it cannot and should not appear in mainstream society.

To abandon these would be to lose the soul of electronic music.

But what is the soul of electronic music?

And who can really answer this question?

Is Kevin's answer the final correct answer?

Thundercloud was at a loss again, whether he was wrong, or...

"Hey, RayRay! You're finally back!"

As soon as he returned to the dormitory, Martin, who heard the sound of the door opening, rushed out and gave Thundercloud a warm hug as usual.

"Eh, Martin, how are you... ”

Thundercloud felt a little strange about Martin's sudden appearance, this guy sang every night, basically never lived in the dormitory, and the number of times he came back was simply a handful, why did he suddenly come out?

"Hehe, I've decided, I'm going to create my own piece from today!"

Martin smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"That's good, you. Oh, you want me to help you, don't you?"

As soon as he subconsciously said half a sentence, Lei Yun realized Martin's intention to move back to live, and naturally he wanted to ask himself for advice at any time, and there was nothing more convenient than this.

"Haha!

Martin snapped his fingers loudly, looking extremely forward to the upcoming DJ road.

"Let me see how your basic skills are. ”

With that, he led Martin to the bedroom and explained to Martin the steps and methods of making electronic music.

Although Martin had studied with him for a few months in a professional course, just like the prince's accompaniment, the absent-minded Martin could be said to have basically not learned anything.

Thundercloud had to start from scratch and give another special explanation of the Martin system.

"Hey Martin, let me ask you a question. ”

Seeing Martin tinkering with fruit software with great interest, Thundercloud suddenly asked without a clue.

"Huh, what's wrong RayRay?"

Martin turned his head and looked at the thundercloud with some curiosity.

"What do you think makes good electronic music?"

Putting aside the identity and perspective of the producer, Lei Yun wants to hear the views and opinions of an ordinary audience.

"Oh. What makes good music?"

Martin hesitated with some embarrassment, what is the standard answer to this question?

What is the standard for measuring the quality of a piece of music?

"Perhaps... As long as it sounds good, right?"

Martin's answer caused Thundercloud to fall into deep thought.

As long as it sounds good, does it matter?

What a simple answer, but... Plausible and yet unrealistic?

That's right, for ordinary listeners, it doesn't matter what style you don't have, and your soul is not soulful, as long as it sounds good, I like it.

Music is meant to please the public, how can it be so complicated, and such profound issues need to be explored? ?

"I see..."

Suddenly, Thundercloud seemed to untie some knots in his heart, and instead of dwelling on other ties, he was thinking about creating a popular piece that must sound good.

He picked up his phone, opened his browser, typed in the song 'related to his crush,' and started searching.

"Huh, this song?"

Not long after, a song "Creep" suddenly jumped into view...