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140 The Fallen Boxer

That's...Bruno Mars?

Luo Nan was a little stunned, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes, not sure whether he was dazzled, because the man in front of him was indeed... a little weird.

He wore a pair of boxing shorts with American Stars and Stripes, and then he made a dark blue silk robe like a contestant participating in the boxing champion challenge - Captain America's color matching, and the robe was not paired with a T-shirt or vest, revealing a thin bronze chest.

He didn't wear shoes, but just a pair of white football socks, which were long enough to pull to the knee, but it piled up irregularly from one high to another; then he wore a hip-hop hat with a black bottom and gold face, and the hat face in front of him was embroidered on the hat face.

If this is a carnival party, then this outfit can easily be integrated into the crowd of people dancing intimately without any sense of incongruity; but at this moment, there is only Ronan next to the pool, and there is no music to bombard the ears, so this outfit looks a little lonely.

It looks like a lonely extra who is deported to the streets by a party.

The shadow cast from the wide hat brim blocked most of the cheeks, and it was faintly visible, which was similar to Bruno's facial features, but the lights in the swimming pool area were not bright, but the sight could not be judged accurately. If the person who came was an actor who played Bruno professionally, he could also get away with it.

But... why did the actor who plays Bruno appear in the swimming pool at this time? Or, why did Bruno appear in the swimming pool at this time?

"……cloth……"

Ronan's head was full of question marks, and subconsciously looked behind the person who came - even if he was not urging in front of him, he should not be wandering alone.

But Ronan was unable to see any figure. The only response to him was the lonely and lonely cricket sound. Even the cricket sound was gone at all without the noise of midsummer, just as the whole world revealed a hint of loneliness after the carnival, echoing the boxer who "failed to challenge the boxing champion" in front of him.

"Cannifer? Why cannifers?"

The visitor walked over staggeringly, but did not get close. When Ronan had two beach chairs left, he sat back heavily. The beach chair moved a big step back, causing him to fall back, his feet raised high, and it seemed that he was about to turn over at any time.

But fortunately not.

The visitor struggled for a few times, but he turned back and successfully sat firmly on the beach chair.

After getting closer, he looked at it carefully again, and there were more question marks on Ronan's forehead, because the other party seemed not so much like Bruno-

But what authoritative voice does Ronan have?

In his previous life, Bruno became famous all over the world. Ronan naturally saw pictures, but Ronan prefers to use singing to identify singers, and he doesn't care much about his appearance. Moreover, the other party is a man, so he forgot about his experience and has no deep impression.

In this life, he only knew Bruno's appearance. He glanced at him twice. Even if the real Bruno stood in front of him, he might not be able to confirm 100%.

At this time, the voice of the down-and-out boxer in front of him became a little blurred due to the relationship between alcohol and late night, and the soundline and sound quality changed. Ronan's auditory judgment was also somewhat plausible, so his excited mood was stuck in an awkward position that was neither up nor down.

Should he be excited?

Or wait a little longer?

Ronan was a little uncertain, and now he didn't have time to think about these questions carefully, because the other party was asking questions. If he didn't answer, it would be too rude. So he temporarily suppressed the surging thoughts and answered reflexively, "Because it's rare."

"I mean, maybe she and I are two rare weirdos, but we still find emotional resonance and fall in love. If I say she is a vegetarian or an environmentalist, it would be too ordinary and does not match the artistic conception behind it." Ronan shrugged and answered jokingly.

Before, Oli had complained about the lyrics written by Ronan: I can't understand at all.

However, there are no rigid regulations on the lyrics. Whether it is popular or poetic or abstract or strong, these are all free. A truly excellent lyrics should not be bound by these and complete their creations freely. Perhaps one day they will be able to touch the subtle critical point that both the elite and the masses appreciate.

"Two freaks?" "Bruno" repeated it, but didn't say anything, just pondered and revealed a puzzled look of inquiry.

Ronan did not continue to explain anything. He outlined the strings with his fingertips again, hummed the main song just now, and then followed the trend into the chorus. Compared to the words, music is always the easiest and most direct way of communication.

"Then she turned around tacitly, sparkling; but at the moment she responded, the words and blank statements on her pillow. All this is slowly killing me, all this is slowly killing me... All this is killing me even more slowly." (Note 1)

The chords are very simple, without fancy and complex show-offs, and even a bit too simple. However, in this calm and uniform singing, from the mechanical repetition, straight emphasis, and blank emotions, you can feel the numbness and stiffness of slowly falling into suffocation, but because of the lightness and joy of the melody, absurd and unruly feeling of joy.

It's like Charlie Chaplin's silent film.

There is no need for words or explanations, because everything has been explained vividly in the melody. People who can understand can naturally understand it, while people who don’t understand it need to explain it.

"Bruno" was silent for a moment, then the corner of his mouth rose, "The chorus should be repeated with another four beats to further push the stiff and numb texture away, and then brake before the listener is about to turn off the music, which can create a more distinctive effect."

In one sentence, he met the key in a straightforward way, which made Ronan's eyes light up slightly.

What do the above lyrics mean?

The whole song, from the first to the second lyrics, Ronan simply lists a series of life clips, presenting the gray texture of life with two methods of realistic and metaphor, and outlining an idealist who can realize his dreams and expectations, but he is at a loss in the cruelty of real life and gradually commits suicide under pressure.

Some people are alive but already dead.

For example, he and she, two freaks, are two isolated islands in the vast sea of ​​people, and may only have one in a billion chance to meet each other, and they really broke the chance to meet each other, and fell in love at first sight when they turned around, and then such a rare chance, but when they reached out to each other, they had already foresaw the future-

The words on the pillow represent marriage life, and the blank statement represents divorce agreement. From love to marriage to divorce, the daily life day after day kills all passions. Then, they slowly fall into the quagmire of chronic suicide together.
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