Although it is a graduate, old students can continue to live in the dormitory for a period of time before the new students move in.

"Eh, you said Kaifeng is okay in Hong Kong, I really don't know which tendon in his brain is wrong, he is about to graduate and went to Hong Kong, and he didn't call us after going to Hong Kong for so long. Qian Fan was lying on the bed at this time and turned over, and when he saw Yu Feng reading a book seriously, he couldn't help but say.

The gaze behind the frame shifted from the book to Qian Fan's face, and when he saw Qian Fan's serious face, he glanced at it a few times without speaking, and continued to look at the book.

When Qian Fan saw this posture, he clearly said that his words were not taken seriously, and he was angry, "Hey, you kid knows how to read, and you don't know that the goods are sometimes strong enough, and it is estimated that you are drinking the northwest wind of Hong Kong now." ”

Dong Nian, who had finished getting hot water from outside, pushed open the door and walked in, just heard Qian Fan's words, smiled a few words, took the hot water kettle and poured hot water into his cup, and didn't say anything.

Seeing this situation, Qian Fan didn't continue, pursed his lips, and said to Dongnian: "Dongzi, keep your pot of hot water for me, wait for me to make noodles." ”

"You wait for a pot of water, I said before Dongzi left, I'm going to use it to wash clothes. Yu Feng, who was silent when reading the book, suddenly spoke.

"Your uncle!" Qian Fan stared at Yu Feng with dry eyes, Yu Feng ignored it and continued to read the book, Qian Fan tilted his head, continued to lie on the bed, humming a little song, and didn't care about Bai Kaifeng in his mind, and continued to look for the last girl to pursue before graduation.

Hearing Qian Fan's obscene laughter, Yu Feng, who had lived together for four years, naturally knew what this kid was thinking, shook his head disdainfully at the moment, and continued to read.

……………….

"Ben, you said you've come to Hong Kong, and you still like to eat the food of that place in Australia, and you don't taste the local food. Chen Shaoqi knew his friend quite well, and when he saw Ben pulling the steak in front of him, he said teasingly.

"No, no, no, you know, I love it. In a thick London accent, he said with his hands. "Those refreshments, and so many sauces, are so small, my God, I don't eat those. ”

After saying that, he immediately stuffed a piece of steak that he had just cut into his mouth.

After listening to Ben's words, Chen Shaoqi also laughed, and continued to eat the steak on the plate, a trace of blood oozed from the edge of the cut, and it was still relatively tender. Chen Shaoqi also has his own favorite side of British food.

As the piano music in the western restaurant played, Ben suddenly put down his knife and fork, raised his head and looked at Chen Shaoqi, "Chen, you haven't told me about that Tins yet."

Hearing this, Chen Shaoqi looked at Ben with a wry smile, "My friend, after you came out of the airport, you basically asked me this all the way, if I hadn't stopped in time, I think you wouldn't get an answer and wouldn't let me go." ”

Ben was also a little embarrassed when he heard Chen Shaoqi's words, after all, after coming out of the airport, in addition to polite greetings, he just asked, but Ben immediately said with a straight face: "Understanding this situation is really important to me." ”

After hearing this, Chen Shaoqi also put down his knife and fork and looked at Ben, "I understand what you mean." Then he picked up the tablecloth and wiped his mouth, took a sip of soda and continued.

"I'll tell you the truth, the first time I heard this music, I had the same reaction as you. Ben nodded naturally after listening to it, indeed, the novelty of this kind of music and the ability to arrange and adjust the music in it, after listening to it, he will naturally be full of praise.

But Benster, who is an Australian ghost music producer, naturally would not ask Chen Shaoqi such a question because of such a few flashes.

You should be able to hear that the voices of the two girls are not excellent, but the adjustment of this chorus is indeed correct. Chen Shaoqi's words made Ben nod involuntarily.

The combination of funk music and POP music cannot be said to have no precedent in the world, just like Auto tone and RAP, when autotone first appeared, it was to correct the vocals, and after moving into music for the first time, the reaction produced cannot be said to be perfect, but most people still can't accept it.

The main reason is that you can't have fun with music. In the same way, the combination of funk and pop music, so far no one has played a spark, and in the end, it has not worked.

The part of the chorus that Ben heard at the airport naturally and clearly distinguishes the collision of the two types of music, as if a volcano has been hit in his heart and pounds, and there is a joy of discovering a new continent.

Chen Shaoqi didn't seem to see the excited look on Ben's face at this time, and said to himself: "You know, although Hong Kong is said to be a metropolis, it is still a young child compared to the West in terms of entertainment, but this music maturity is simply the level of a first-class producer who has been immersed in music for many years, far exceeding the level of the current young generation in Hong Kong, like I was probably still endorsing when I was young." ”

Ben didn't seem to hear Chen Shaoqi's self-deprecating words at the end, as if he had grasped some point, and even looked at Chen Shaoqi with a slightly hideous expression and said: "!!wait!!, you mean the producer of this album is still a young man!"

Chen Shaoqi nodded with a wry smile, "Yes, you heard it right, the producer of this album is called Bai Kaifeng, a newcomer, and this album was taken over by him temporarily." ”

Ben naturally understood what the words temporarily took over, before Chen Shaoqi spoke, Ben actually thought about some answers in his heart, but for these words that Chen Shaoqi said, he undoubtedly slammed into his chest with a heavy punch.

This man was far better than he thought, and even somewhat perfect.

"I want to see him!" A serious look suddenly appeared on Benster's face, and Chen Shaoqi shrugged his shoulders at Benster's request, which he naturally thought of.

"Even if you don't say that, I want to see who this young man who stirred up the Hong Kong music scene is. Chen Shaoqi's eyes narrowed, turned his head to look out the window, and looked beyond the window of the western restaurant, and what greeted him was Hong Kong at night, and the traffic was so busy.

"How about I ask you to be the special guest of the top ten golden songs this time?" Chen Shaoqi looked back at Benster.

"Me?" Benster was suddenly a little dazed by the throbbing topic, "yes, as a director, I have the right to recommend people." Halfway through speaking, Chen Shaoqi suddenly winked playfully, "As the producer of the theme song of the Mission Impossible movie, you have the ability to be this guest just for this one." ”

"I'm not going. Benster shook his head and refused without thinking about it, he never participated in this kind of awards party, and many world-class music events in the United States invited him, but he refused.

"Oh, Bai Kaifeng, that kid is going to go too, he's going to win an award for his album."

Hearing this, Benster paused with the hand wiping his mouth, then his eyebrows furrowed, and finally said as if to give a sigh of relief: "Well, you win." My interest in this kid has risen to a new level."

Hearing Benster's words, Chen Shaoqi laughed, he naturally knew how curious Benster was about this young man, in fact, he himself wanted to see what kind of world this person could make in this Hong Kong music event.

At this time, the protagonist of the whole public opinion, Bai Kaifeng was sitting by a secluded dock in Hong Kong at this time, watching the waves lapping against the boat, and the beer in his hand was slowly placed beside him.

The song hummed in his mouth, in the dim light of the pier, seemed to sway on the sparkling water.

In fact, there is one thing, Qian Fan is not wrong, that is, the machismo in Bai Kaifeng's bones, integrating the paranoia of his own insistence into every corner of his body.

When he first took over the album, behind the word confident can be is Bai Kaifeng's cry after dreaming back, he can't lose, he must win, he doesn't want to be despised by others anymore, he doesn't want to be squinted anymore, he doesn't want to be ashamed to tell his friends for a few full meals.

He didn't want to live in a nest anymore, he told himself to live a wonderful life, so the heavy shackles leaned on his body, and when the album was finished, the tiredness on his body was intense.

Why is it not the best album, after saying this, when he walked out of the recording studio, he could hear the whispers of the two hosts behind him after turning off the microphone, he remembered those few whispers of disdain, and also saw the two people next to him involuntarily walking away when they heard these words and some expressions of loss and inferiority.

Why can't it be me, Bai Kaifeng took another sip of wine, and the whole person lay on the ground, looking at the stars, and muttered with his mouth. Then he raised his finger and pointed at the sky and said loudly: "Thief God, since Lao Tzu is back, you just wait!

The sound of laughter seems to be a little sad and relieved, and there is also some indescribable sentimentality.