Joshua I. Cranston (Joshua. Just arrived at Columbia University last week as a student at one of America's top universities, and it was the first time he had stepped onto the streets of New York to get a taste of the city. Although the city is so fresh and lively, Joshua was a little disappointed, the surging crowd almost drowned out all the scenery in sight, the special colors between the streets disappeared, and the exact same crowd made the city boring.

Arriving at the famous Times Square, he disappointed the teenager from the small town of Butler, Alabama, Joshua's hometown is a small town with a population of less than 20,000 people, yearning for the bustle and hustle and bustle of the big city, but after actually entering this world, Joshua was disappointed in less than a week, and he still missed the peace and comfort of the town even more.

Joshua sighed, prepared to go back to his dormitory, and left Times Square along the street, he didn't know where he was, but he had only walked less than a hundred yards when a band playing on the side of the road stopped him in his tracks. If the only thing that interests Joshua in New York is the music that flows in the city's blood, the street performers are full of Joshua's interest, but unfortunately, Joshua does not find a rock band today, and he is a true lover of rock music.

The so-called band in front of me is actually not a "band" because there are only two people, a drummer and a guitarist, and even the lead singer is nowhere to be found, and the bass is nowhere to be seen. But surprisingly, the cooperation between these two people made Joshua feel the sense of grandeur that hit the heart directly, and this feeling can only be brought by the top bands of Nirvana, Guns N' and the Roses.

Simple drum beats and simple string notes don't sound complicated, but the 'naked' eye can directly see the hands of the two players flying up and down at close range, and the meticulous tightness of the hands is interpreted with the instrument as a medium, and the impact of plucking after plucking comes to the face, so that Joshua is firmly nailed to the spot: this is the real charm of New York!

One person, two people...... Unconsciously, at least twenty onlookers gathered around Hugo and Fokine, all of whom looked at this strange combination with interest, and at the same time couldn't help but applaud the 'fine' color melody played by the two people, and the faint sense of competition became more and more tense as the melody gradually moved towards the high 'tide', but because the guitarist had more room to play, the layman felt that the guitarist had a slight upper hand, but the real insider could feel the strong control of the drummer and not fall behind.

After Hugo's melody is halfway through, the lyrics in his mind are like the sun falling through the thin clouds in the sky, surging out, in fact, the creation itself has become Hugo's instinct, and he always subconsciously wants to combine the melody with the lyrics. Originally, Hugo didn't plan to create this collaboration, just like playing guitar to the beat of Fokine's drums, but he didn't expect that the sparks and 'flowers' that burst out of the two people actually evolved the competition into a special echo, and the restraint between each other made the melody more chemical, and the lyrics bloomed in my mind like fireworks.

So, Hugo glanced up at Fokine and raised his eyebrows, Foquin and Hugo are not familiar, he can't read Hugo's eyes, but as a drummer, Fokin's control of the band is extraordinary, and he also feels the hearty catharsis in the melody, and Hugo's eyes seem to be the meaning of the next cooperation. So, subconsciously, Fojin slowed down the 'fierce' drum beat and returned to the original sound of the copper cymbals at a constant speed.

Then, Forkine saw a big smile on the corner of Hugo's mouth, which is so confident, only a real lead singer can have confidence!

"I'm so happy, because today, I've found my friends, and they're ......in my head," Hugo sang, in fact, without a microphone at the scene, Hugo's voice was easily drowned out by the instrument and the surrounding noise, but Hugo and Fokine both tacitly retracted the strength on their fingers a little to weaken the impact of the instrument, and Hugo's energetic voice was like a sharp sword, penetrating layers of obstacles, showing the edge from the melody.

In fact, as a singer, Hugo's skills are not very good, but the correct way to pronounce the voice Hugo knows, and after the accumulation of experience over time, Hugo's skills in live singing are becoming more and more proficient, maybe after entering the studio, Hugo's weaknesses will be exposed a lot, for example, when recording the ending song for "Yihai Xiongfeng", but when performing live, Hugo's appeal makes up for many shortcomings, which is enough to interpret the true meaning of the song.

When Fokine heard the lyrics sung by Hugo, unconsciously, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The lyrics seem to be about him, and as the protagonist, Fujin vented his inner joy before he even knew it: it was indeed a joy to be able to 'deal' with such a powerful and talented musician. However, Hugo's next words made the smile on the corner of Fokin's mouth freeze.

"I'm so ugly, but it's okay because so are you, and we're breaking the mirror together." The lyrics sung by Hugo are full of self-deprecating ridicule and catharsis, making the corners of people's mouths involuntarily outline a ridiculous smile, but the negative feelings in his mind are quietly vented under the leadership of the guitar and drums.

"Every day I look only forward to Sunday morning, so that I am not afraid, and I light my candle, in a state of vertigo, because I have found the Lord God." Hugo's voice was pressed a little deeper than usual, making the original mellow voice a little rougher, as if a hand was tossing wildly on the soft velvet, and then making this beautiful piece of fabric instantly messy, but making the high-quality velvet refracted under the light to shine more and more vividly.

At this time, Hugo raised his gaze and glanced at Fokin, who was swept away by Hugo's lyrics, but his attention was highly concentrated, and after receiving Hugo's gaze, he knew that the flashpoint was coming. It was as if Forkine had suddenly sped up and accentuated the drum beat for the first time, and as soon as the beat of the drum fell, the whole melody instantly entered the rhythm of the wild horse. Then Fujin saw that Hugo seemed to jump on the spot, and suddenly detonated all the breath in the depths of the dantian, and the green tendons on his neck instantly burst out, and then a voice full of tyrannical and destructive aura broke out of the melody like a satanic demon.

"yes yes yes! yes yes yes!" Hugo is just using the simplest onomatopoeia to interpret the melody, but the sense of explosion of instant collapse is so magical, as if a skyscraper goes from zero to hundred in an instant, and then collapses into powder in an instant.

Not only Fukin, the crowd of onlookers around him were all stunned for a moment, looking at Hugo's bursting green muscles, Joshua only felt that his blood vessels were as if they were exploding, and the sound of the bang bang explosion was released in Hugo's voice, which immediately pushed Joshua's love xù to a high 'tide', his whole face turned red, and he kept breathing heavily, starting from the clenched fists to the tense muscles and 'flesh' all over his body, Joshua only felt that his body was like a battlefield, and became a mess in Hugo's raging voice. But what followed was not pain, but the exuberance and boldness that came out of love, which made the adrenaline in Joshua's body turn red in an instant.

But after a short period of two eight beats, the melody suddenly calmed down again, this extreme contrast, just like the two heavens of ice and fire, made people so cool that they directly lost their language ability.

"I'm so lonely, but it's okay, I'm shaved my head, I'm not sad, maybe I'll condemn all the hearsay, but I'm not sure. I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet you, but I don't care, I'm so hungry. Thirsty, but okay, my intentions are good. ”

At this point, Fokine finally understood Hugo's lyrics, which Hugo was describing his own collapse and Fokine's collapse, and then used the personal collapse as a metaphor for the collapse of the entire social reality under the great pressure. Because of the rendering of the lyrics, the whole song is immersed in a kind of loss and fear, and no one in society can be an exception, but through this song, he finds a pure land of his own in his heart.

This kind of intricate feelings, similar to venting, 'confused', and reborn, were vividly brought into play by Hugo with the melody that the two of them had improvised to build, and Fokine couldn't help but sigh, he had to admire. Although in the eyes of outsiders, Foquin and Hugo are evenly matched, but Fokine knows that the initiative was originally in his own hands, but now the two are equally 'colorful', which shows that Hugo's skills may not be the best, but his understanding of melody and control of creation are above himself, which makes him lose the initiative invisibly.

Of course, this is a good thing and normal. If the drummer is dominant, it's definitely not a good thing for the band. Even though Fokine knew this, he was once again impressed by Hugo's abilities. If Hugo was eye-catching last rock night, then Hugo is absolutely stunning today.

While thinking, the drum beat in Fokin's hand suddenly increased again, and Hugo's voice once again burst out with amazing energy, "yes yes!" The energy that tears through the fog and the darkness is exerted to the extreme in the melody, bursting out with an effect comparable to that of a bomb.