Chapter 17 Invitation Song

BWI TV Cafe.

As the best place to talk about business, the BWI TV Cafe is probably the best entertainment facility in the entire TV station. The café is located in a corner of the TV station, separated from the work area, and the booths reveal a fashionable atmosphere, the quiet environment and the faint smell of coffee wafting throughout the café make Lu Yu feel very comfortable.

Ordering two cups of Blue Mountain, Lu Yu looked at Yao Zhonghuan again, how does Nima look like MC, hotdog.

I just plagiarized hotdog's "Mr. Almost", and now I see Yao Zhonghuan, who looks exactly the same as HOTDOG, if you want to say that Lu Yu has no waves in his heart, it is impossible.

shook his head, Lu Yu is a free and easy person, not to mention that Yao Zhonghuan and Yao Zhongren are two people at all, even this song has nothing to do with this Yao Zhonghuan at all.

Sitting in front of Lu Yu, Yao Zhonghuan looked a little cramped.

If it is about the status of the rivers and lakes, the two are far apart, and if they see Lu Yu on some formal occasions, they have to call their seniors respectfully.

But after all, Lu Yu was a quasi-heavenly king-level star, and the things he experienced and felt along the way converged on his body, and although Lu Yu inspired and controlled the momentum of that body, what was invisibly exuded was not something that Yao Zhonghuan could resist.

"So you came to me because you heard my song "Mr. Almost"?"

Lu Yu looked at Yao Zhonghuan's eyes, his tone was not serious, but there was a kind of jump.

"This yes, that, sorry for the presumptuousness."

Yao Zhonghuan's appearance showed a kind of nervousness, and the conversation that should have been in his hands was like a primary school student meeting a teacher. He rubbed his hands together, and even his speech didn't seem to be so smooth. Somehow he always felt. There was a lot of pressure on Lu Yu's body.

Lu Yu gently shook the coffee in the cup with a spoon, the milkshake mixed with the Blue Mountain was gradually stirred evenly, seeing Yao Zhonghuan's appearance, Lu Yu knew very well why, and took a sip of coffee gently. Lu Yu did not put away his momentum, but looked at this 'long-famous' star with a funny face.

"Then why did you come to me?"

Yao Zhonghuan wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead that didn't exist at all. Face to face with Lu Yu actually felt like a pressure to face the superstar, but he didn't think about it deeply, and even if he thought about it, he probably couldn't imagine that Lu Yu had such an adventure.

After sorting out his thoughts, Yao Zhonghuan gradually adapted to speaking smoothly.

The two looked at each other. 、

"I came here because I heard the song "Mr. Almost", and I hope to get Mr. Lu's guidance."

Lu Yu smiled in his heart, but he didn't seem to have enough fun, although he was smiling in his heart, he still looked impassive on the surface.

"That song, is it good?"

Yao Zhonghuan didn't notice that Lu Yu had a smile that he couldn't hold back when he spoke.

"Good? No, not a very good question, this song can be called a classic, no, a benchmark in the rap world. This is a humanistic thing, although the lyrics are in the first person, but it depicts the state of the whole society, although I haven't heard the background music of this song, but as long as the background music is not too bad, the lyrics alone can cause a huge sensation, you should ......"

As he spoke, Yao Zhonghuan's words stopped abruptly, and he suddenly realized that he was talking endlessly, but the author of this song was sitting in front of him, and he was a little embarrassed to be a person like him.

Looking at Yao Zhonghuan who looked excited, Lu Yu knew that this was a pure and pure musician, such a person was worthy of respect, and he collected his momentum at the moment, but thinking of Yao Zhonghuan's restrained appearance, Lu Yu couldn't help but be happy, this time he didn't hide it in his heart, looking at Lu Yu with a smile on his face, Yao Zhonghuan also seemed to suddenly understand something, and he laughed at the moment.

Both of them are masters of playing music, with the same hobby, and the age difference is not very big, there seems to be some kind of tacit understanding that others don't understand in this mutual smile.

Lu Yu stood up, stretched out his left hand and said, "Hello, reacquaint, my name is Lu Yu." ”

Yao Zhonghuan also said: "My name is Yao Zhonghuan. ”

Sometimes, this is how friends are born, just between that smile, in the tacit understanding that doesn't need words to interpret.

When the pressure that shrouded his heart disappeared, Yao Zhonghuan's heart seemed to be much happier, and he also returned to his usual appearance.

"What I want to know is, how did you come up with this song?"

Seeing Yao Zhonghuan's changes, Lu Yu didn't say anything, after all, the pressure on Yao Zhonghuan was just a small joke he made, since he might become friends in the future, this kind of joke of oppressive people is a bit inappropriate.

"You know, I'm a talk show host, and my job dictates that I have to understand this society, good and bad, everything has to be watched, to find, these are the materials for my show."

Yao Zhonghuan nodded, he has watched all of Lu Yu's shows in the past few days.

"There are some things that are suitable for making a show, and some things are not suitable for making a show, and they are not suitable in terms of subject matter and various aspects, but I have not thrown away these things, I firmly believe that what I see and what I experience is the real society."

"This song is a microcosm of what I see, I sing about the life mentality of young people in today's society, combined with a part of my own jokes, not so much a criticism of society, but a topic that I give to all those who listen to the song."

Yao Zhonghuan nodded, his songs were all written by himself, and he said that he also knew the creative process very well.

Of course, anyone in the dream world will definitely point to his nose and say Lu Yu: "Pretending to be forced." ”

It's a pity that there is no such song in this world, and no one even knows this song, plagiarism and making up this kind of thing Lu Yu has no pressure, although these words are the first time he heard this song, Lu Yu guessed the creative process of HOTDOG.

Although there is still a distance between speculation and reality, Lu Yu believes that this distance is definitely not too big.

Although they are two big men, but the two of them are chatting hotly here, and no one is patronizing here during work hours, otherwise I am afraid that someone would have come over to 'persuade' them to be quiet.

Both of them are paranoid musically, although this song has nothing to do with Lu Yu, that is, Lu Yu brought it to this world, but Lu Yu is also known for his creation in the dream world. There is naturally no obstacle for two people to chat.

After all, the dream world is much stronger than the cultural development of this world, and many times some of the small skills of arranging music that Lu Yu said will make Yao Zhonghuan amazed.

A few hours passed before I knew it, it was summer, and the days in Kyoto were long, and the two chatted about the day and didn't care about the passage of time.

The crisp sound of "bell bell bell" sounded.

Yao Zhonghuan remembered that his ticket had been booked at this time, and the two had to end the conversation.

"Xiao Yu, there is one more thing, I hope you can promise me." The relationship between the two grew by leaps and bounds during the conversation, and even the name was changed.

"You say,"

"My New Album ......."

Yao Zhonghuan didn't finish his words, he looked at Lu Yu's brows and frowned, and his heart chuckled at the moment.

"You want to invite songs?"

Yao Zhonghuan looked at Lu Yu's expression and thought that he was embarrassed, and laughed at himself in his heart, in fact, this afternoon's conversation also made his concept take a big step, but the more he talked, the more interested he became in Lu Yu's thoughts. He knew that even if he went back to write songs, he would write better than before, but it would definitely be better if Lu Yu was willing to help him.

Lu Yu's brows suddenly stretched, and he said with a smile.

"Why not?"

PS: Two chapters are sent, and the burning city goes to take a bath and sleep.