BoyuanP

PULSE

L. A.

ClubCore ~TooHigh~

Genda decay

Deadwalk Girlscam (feat. Genda decay) (Explicit)

Infinity (Bonus Track)

“這是一張由「恨意」構築的EP。”

繼《NEUROTRANSMITTER》發佈近一年後，BoyuanP攜全新EP《NPD》回歸。作品以強勢節拍與鋭利聲響為核心語言，將情緒張力轉化為高度凝練的聲音表達，構建出一段圍繞憤怒與審視展開的敍事路徑。

本張EP不設bonus track，收錄四首全新原創作品。“《野狗》是最早啓動製作的曲目，於去年11月基本完成，並逐漸發展為整張EP的核心。在隨後的創作週期中，我的心態也發生了變化——情緒並未消失，而是轉向一種更具距離感與戲謔意味的觀察。”

同名曲《NPD》作為開篇，奠定了整張作品的聲音基調：以歐陸取向的節拍結構為骨架，疊加黏稠低頻與撕裂感合成器音色，營造出具有強沉浸感的聽覺空間。在華麗表象之下，作品通過諷刺性的文本表達，對NPD羣體的行為模式進行冷靜剖析。詞作秘芒分享道：“有些東西或許骯髒瑣碎，誘發了多少痛苦、不解，以至於深刻體驗過的人最終會明白，取得對抗之後的勝利，或是就此逃離，這兩者並無本質區別。正因如此，記錄不是刻畫傷口，怨恨不是沉湎過往，所謂批判也並不高尚，能彰顯多少明智豁達。真實種種，多少難堪，只願能夠表達。”

《野狗》以重拍浩室為載體，梳理衝突的起點與演變過程，並通過Lofi人聲處理強化情緒質感。在秘芒的歌詞加持下，“野狗”的形象被具象化呈現——本能、失控且具有攻擊性。

《FuCkYou》則將視角指向夾在矛盾雙方之間的“中間者”。曲目以激進的Trap結構推進情緒表達，將失望與憤怒集中釋放，並明確提出態度立場：“在對錯分明的情境中，中立即是共謀。”

收尾曲《Better Go》以Complextro風格完成情緒收束，為整張EP畫上句點。作品在結構與情緒層面實現“釋放”——放下執念與對抗，轉向繼續前行的狀態。“隨着創作週期的拉長，我逐漸意識到，那些曾經對我產生強烈影響的事件，已經不再具有同樣的作用。它們偶爾仍會被想起，但更多成為一種回顧與提醒。”

對於原定於去年八月發佈的全長專輯，BoyuanP表示：“目前還沒有準備好。接下來可能會優先推進與霧谷久城、秘芒的三人組合企劃。至於個人首張全長作品，或許還需要更長時間打磨。相比之下，我現在更享受EP這種更高效、更集中的表達方式。也許等到更成熟的階段，再去完成它。”

延續《野狗》電子音浪，BoyuanP發行EP《NPD》收錄曲《Better Go》，嘗試放下過去。

《Better Go》是EP《NPD》中的最後一曲。“不論那個人怎麼想怎麼做，也許我是時候該放下這一切了。”BoyuanP將這份關於釋然的思考以戀人的視角聯想展開，描述了在一段有毒關係中全身而退的宣言。極富Complextro與Electro House音響特點的編排設計為這首歌添上一抹千禧年的拋光質感，低保真加以bit crush處理的人聲鋭利了整首歌的聽感。

“其實在《野狗》發行之前我就思考了很多。我開始思考這件事對我的影響，以及在我人生中的作用——結果是產生了0個作用。這一切發生的太過突然，我不應該再拿這件事繼續折磨我自己。人這一輩子總要碰到冤家，可我們的時間總不能永遠浪費在他們身上。也許他們還會和你糾纏，但也許這亦是一個全新的開始。”

BoyuanP第三張唱作EP《NPD》將於2026年5月1日發行。

Better Go

自《NEUROTRANSMITTER》後，BoyuanP暌違六個月帶來新單《野狗》，用濃烈的Lo-Fi人聲音色和強烈的電氣節拍宣泄心中的怒火。

“野狗”概念是源自BoyuanP大學同學的一位朋友圈配文：“得了肺結核的野狗能看朋友圈嗎”。“我在2024年6月罹患肺結核，修養半年後在次年2月回到學校，那時也是我與街聲簽約開始個人唱作活動的時間。”BoyuanP回憶道，“原本我與他相安無事，甚至我還多次幫助過他，作為不怎麼熟識的人來説，我覺得我也算是仁至義盡。儘管早就從其他同學聽到他為人比較‘抽象‘，但我一直認為他不會與我產生瓜葛。直到一次課上，他對我與另外一位同學的友誼展示了極其嚴重的不尊重，彷彿所有人只能是他一個人的專屬，這讓我大發雷霆。隨後他不僅不道歉，還出言不遜，在我拉黑他以後，他也迅速反拉黑了我。”

本可就此作罷的小摩擦，卻被那位同學逐步發酵。“後來我瞭解到，他對別人歪曲事實，聲稱是他打遊戲太大聲才惹得我生氣，我覺得非常有意思。再加上後面他又連續惹怒了幾次其他同學，我實在看不下去，在朋友圈裏開罵。最讓人百思不得其解的是，他居然通過某種方式看到了我的朋友圈，並説出了那句幾乎可以得罪全肺結核患者的話，這句話當然也被我掛在了我的朋友圈裏，作為永久的紀念。”

也許對於其他人來説，這場鬧劇是不怎麼愉快的，但對於BoyuanP來説，這次經歷讓他找到了新的創作動力。自2017年，他便在中文VOCALOID圈活躍，自己的原創曲目大多是基於負面情感創作，從新奇的角度出發重新詮釋細膩的情感，這次“野狗“的意象也不例外。對於這張無端貼過來的標籤，BoyuanP沒有選擇就此忍讓，而是在電腦前揮灑靈感，和經典詞作搭檔秘芒（《氰化物》）一起產出了這首Diss大麴。

對於人聲的處理，BoyuanP直言他受到了許多來自Charli xcx的靈感：“how i'm feeling now簡直是神專！我一直很喜歡這樣低保真的人聲處理方式。雖然在我遠在山東的家裏擺着8000多塊的電容麥克風，但畢竟在我的宿舍裏我只有一個舒爾的SM58。沒有説SM58不好的意思，但是錄出來的效果肯定是不一樣的。因此，這種處理方式就像是一種最佳的平衡點。”通過Delay效果器鋪滿整個聲場，加以金屬質感的打磨，《野狗》的人聲慵懶，但又不失尖鋭，Auto-tune的加入也讓人聲完美的融進有力的電子節拍中。

《PULSE》是舞池，《NEUROTRANSMITTER》是反思，而《野狗》，作為次年即將發行的新EP《NPD》之先行單曲，再次向我們展現了BoyuanP多面的創作力。《野狗》就像是戰爭來臨前的號角，向所有人宣誓自己的立場。“《NPD》將會是一場盛宴。”BoyuanP一臉壞笑，但目光堅定。

以下是BoyuanP想要分享的一段話：

説實話，這場鬧劇居然能捲進如此多的人，我覺得十分的不可思議。好在事情依然處在可控的範圍，我並沒有某些人想像中的雞飛狗跳，也並沒有某些人想像中的膽小怕事。也許我掃了某些人的興，壯了某些人的士氣，點燃了某些人的正氣，可我們總是要承認，一些事情總要告一段落。

首先我想感謝那些在這段時間裏瞭解真相，明辨事實的人，更要感謝支持我的人。你們的存在是我生命裏不可多得的幸運，也是讓我重新對這個世界充滿希望的理由。日子總要過下去，我們共勉。

其次，對於那些曾經並不知曉全貌而現在瞭解了的人，我想説，我理解你們。對人的看法總是循序漸進的，消化人的多面性是我們在社會中必須經歷的課題，面對突如其來的信息，也許你不敢相信，也許你會暈頭轉向。沒關係，你不必作出評判，你也不必嘗試理解。大學裏值得我們去做的事情太多，值得我們去看的風景太多，這些瑣事不值得留戀。

最後，對於那些依然對我抱有敵意的人，我想説，我尊重你們。人民幣也不可能讓所有人都喜歡，更何況我只是一個微不足道的個體。我誓死捍衞你持有觀點與發表觀點的權利，希望我們以後都能各走各路，過好自己的生活。

在我自己的音樂生涯裏，我非常喜歡用一些貶義的詞為主題，發揮創作。我曾經創作了在中文VOCALOID圈內小有名氣的《白眼狼》，其實這首歌講得是（當時，幾年前了）我對父母的一些話的感慨。我非常喜歡探究這些所謂貶義詞背後更加立體的立意，對於這幾天突然冒出的“野狗”梗來説，當然也不算例外。

野狗所言為何物呢？

野字也許是流浪，荒野之意了，但也有可能是野性罷。這種近乎狂野的姿態漫無規矩，出其不意，隨心所欲。這是一種生活的方式，或許稱不上是精緻的利己主義，但確實是目中無人了。

文章太長便是沒有章法的胡説了，現正值深夜，便説一些我內心深處的想法吧。

我原先覺得你非常善良，是那種討人喜，有些天真的稚氣。後來我瞭解到你與他人的糾葛，在當時的輿論場裏，我默默選擇了站在你這一方，因為我相信你的陳述。你的控訴是那麼自然，那麼真實，我覺得這樣的論調是不會騙人的。

後來我休學，你發微信慰問我身體如何，你説這場大病是我的大坎，只要度過我就會平平安安，我心裏是暖流陣陣，連忙道謝。那一刻的你是多麼善良。

再次返校，我提前修讀課程，又與你相遇。雖然我們不算熟識，但我依然選擇對你以善意。你課程軟件不知如何操作，我親自到你宿舍給你演示；你想要和我們宿舍一起打乒乓球，但卻很倒黴地痛風，是我叫住了我的舍友，讓他在教室等等你，因為我看到了你眼中閃過的一絲渴望與遺憾。我對你仁至義盡。

時光來到我們的矛盾，也許你可以繼續和別人説是你打遊戲太大聲，我覺得你吵到了我才發火，但是在場的“目擊者”有很多，你也不必解釋，我也不必再提。事情結束後，我為你留出三天的時間，等待你的道歉。因為在內心當中我仍然抱有幻想，覺得你依然還殘存着一絲善良。很可惜，72小時過去，我沒有等到那一句對不起。

在這期間，我又被動地瞭解到許多關於你的事情。我頓悟原來有些事情並不是我所以為的樣子，也並非是你所陳述的樣子。這些信息太大，太多，太雜，淹沒了我的整個頭腦，我對你的印象也在此時發生了改變。也許這就是我們如何認識一個人，也許在你的視角里，你也是這樣重新認識我。

於是，伴隨着72小時流過，我把你從我的生活中隔絕了。一週後你也把我隔絕，我們從此兩方清靜。直到你和別人又提起這件事情。

然後便是你這一學期事故頻發，周圍人議論紛紛，有公開的“討伐”，也有私底下的牢騷。你變成了另外一個人。

我不知道你為何在所有的活法裏選擇了一種最累的活法，也不知道你是否真的關心過身邊人的所感所想，又或者説，是你只關心你“認可”的人的感受呢？你的未來還很長，我也不認為你是一個完全聽不進去外部意見的人。現在作出改變，也許猶未遲也。可能你真的需要幫助，又或者，你真的需要經受一些磨練，獲得一些經驗。至少，也許我也成為了你這些歷練的一部分。

活在自己的認知與夢境裏是不可取的。祝你早日醒來。你不可能永遠用現在的方式逃避問題，與其説逃避問題，不如説你在逐漸逃避身邊的每一個人。至少，你沒有獲得你想要的結果。

也許我説完這些，你也依舊自成一派。又或許，你真的看到了甚麼，感受到了甚麼。無論哪個，我對你的耐心也逐漸的耗盡了。我們永遠無法回到那個夏天，我也永遠無法再給你一個72小時了。

祝你學業有成，生活順利。我們各自安好，不要再見。

After NEUROTRANSMITTER, BoyuanP returns six months later with a new single, “Cujo,” unleashing his anger through gritty lo-fi vocals and hard-hitting electronic beats.

The “wild dog” concept originated from a classmate’s snarky social-media caption: “Can a wild dog with tuberculosis even check Moments?” “I was diagnosed with tuberculosis in June 2024. After half a year of recovery, I returned to campus the following February—the same time I signed with StreetVoice and started my solo career,” BoyuanP recalls. “We were never close, but I had helped him many times. For someone I barely knew, I felt I had already done more than enough. People had warned me that he was… unconventional, but I didn’t think we would ever have conflicts. Until one day in class, he showed shocking disrespect toward the friendship between me and another student, acting like everyone should belong exclusively to him. That made me furious. Instead of apologizing, he doubled down with rude remarks. After I blocked him, he immediately blocked me back.”

What could’ve been a minor spat began to escalate—mostly because of that classmate. “Later I learned he was twisting the story to others, claiming I was mad because he played games too loudly. I found that hilarious. And after he continued to annoy several other classmates, I finally snapped and called him out on my Moments. The strangest part was that he somehow managed to see my posts anyway—and then said something so offensive that it could insult every tuberculosis patient out there. I pinned that line on my Moments as a permanent reminder.”

While the drama wasn’t pleasant for most people, it gave BoyuanP a new creative spark. Since 2017, he has been active in the Chinese VOCALOID community, drawing heavily on negative emotions and reframing them in imaginative ways. The imagery of “wild dog” is no exception. Instead of backing down from the label thrown at him, he channelled that fury into music, teaming up once again with lyricist Mimang (writer of Cyanide) to create this explosive diss track.

Speaking on the vocal production, BoyuanP admits he took major inspiration from Charli XCX: “how i'm feeling now is an absolute masterpiece. I’ve always loved that raw, low-fidelity vocal texture. I do have an 8,000-yuan condenser mic back home in Shandong, but in my dorm I only have a Shure SM58. Not that the SM58 is bad—it’s iconic—but of course the results are different. This lo-fi approach became the perfect middle ground.” With reverb and delay filling the entire space, coated in metallic grit, the vocals in “Cujo” feel lazy yet razor-sharp. Auto-Tune blends them seamlessly into the driving electronic rhythm.

PULSE was the dance floor; NEUROTRANSMITTER was reflection. “Cujo,” as the lead single for next year’s upcoming EP NPD, once again showcases BoyuanP’s versatility. It’s a battle cry before the war, a declaration of where he stands. “NPD will be a feast,” BoyuanP says with a mischievous grin, eyes firm with intent.

Here's a message from BoyuanP:

This piece isn’t here to attack anyone. It’s just a small essay, a quiet bridge for communication. Still, if the friends in my WeChat who love “passing messages along” decide to forward it to certain people, I honestly don’t mind at all.

To be real, the fact that this whole mess managed to drag in so many people still feels surreal to me. Luckily, things are still under control. I’m not panicking the way some people imagined, and I’m not timid or afraid the way others assumed. Maybe I ruined someone’s fun; maybe I boosted someone else’s courage; maybe I sparked a bit of righteousness in others. Whatever the case, we all know that every story eventually needs its ending.

First, I want to thank the people who took the time to understand what really happened, who judged things with clarity, and especially those who supported me. Your presence in my life feels like rare luck—and a reminder that the world still has warmth worth believing in. Life moves forward. Let’s keep going together.

Second, to those who once saw only a fraction of the truth but understand more now—I get you. Our opinions of people change slowly; learning to accept the many sides of a person is something life forces on all of us. When sudden information hits, disbelief is normal, and confusion is normal. You don’t need to take a side, and you don’t need to force yourself to understand. College has countless better things worth your time. These little dramas don’t deserve a second of nostalgia.

And finally, to those who still hold resentment toward me—I respect you too. Even money can’t please everyone, let alone someone as ordinary as me. I’ll always defend your right to hold your opinions and voice them. I hope our paths simply separate from here, and we each live our own life in peace.

In my music career, I’ve always loved building songs around “negative” words. Years ago, I wrote White-Eyed Wolf, a song that became decently known in the Chinese VOCALOID community. Back then, it was really just my way of processing things I wished I could’ve said to my parents. I like exploring what sits behind these so-called insults—their depth, the parts no one talks about. So this sudden “stray dog” meme from the past few days? It’s no exception.

And what is a “stray dog,” really?

“Stray” might mean wandering, wild, rootless. But it can also mean untamed. A kind of feral posture—unrestricted, unpredictable, unapologetically free. It may not be elegant self-interest, but it’s definitely a way of moving through the world with no one in your eyes.

This essay is already dragging on, so I’ll drop the structure and speak from the heart. It’s late. Maybe that’s why everything feels sharper.

I used to think you were incredibly kind, the sort of person who was easy to like, with a bit of innocent charm. Later, I learned about your conflicts with others. In that whirlpool of public opinion, I quietly stood on your side, because I believed your version of events. Your accusations felt natural and real. I didn’t think someone could fake that so well.

Then I got sick and had to take time off from school. You messaged me, asking about my health. You said this illness was a huge hurdle, but once I got through it, things would be okay again. I felt genuinely warmed. That version of you was kind.

When I returned to school early to catch up on classes, we crossed paths again. We weren’t close, but I still chose to treat you with gentleness. When you didn’t know how to use the class software, I went to your dorm to show you. When you wanted to play ping-pong with our dorm but were stuck with gout, I stopped my roommate and asked him to wait for you, because I saw that flicker of disappointment in your eyes. I gave you everything I reasonably could.

Then came our conflict. You can keep telling people you were just loud while gaming and I overreacted—but plenty of “witnesses” were there. You don’t need to explain anymore, and I don’t plan to bring it up again. After everything, I gave you three days to apologize. Because some part of me still believed you had a little bit of kindness left. Unfortunately, 72 hours passed, and the apology never came.

And in that time, I learned many things about you—things I hadn’t known, things that changed the entire picture. The information was heavy, chaotic, overwhelming. It erased the version of you I thought I knew. Maybe this is how we truly see a person. Maybe from your perspective, you were also beginning to see me differently.

So after those 72 hours, I closed the door. A week later, you closed yours. Peace on both sides. Until you brought the story up again with someone else.

Then the rest of the semester happened—one issue after another, people whispering, complaining, criticizing. You became someone entirely new in their eyes.

I don’t know why, out of all the ways to live, you chose one of the hardest. I don’t know if you ever really cared how the people around you felt—or if you only cared about the feelings of the people you personally approved of. Your future is still long, and I don’t think you’re incapable of listening. If you want to change, it’s not too late. Maybe you genuinely need help; maybe you truly need some painful lessons. And maybe, for better or worse, I became part of that lesson.

Living entirely inside your own bubble isn’t sustainable. I hope you wake up soon. You can’t keep escaping problems forever. And really, it feels less like escaping problems and more like escaping everyone around you. In the end, you still didn’t get what you wanted.

Maybe after reading all this, you’ll stay exactly the same. Or maybe something I said will land somewhere inside you. Either way, my patience is running out. We can never return to that summer, and I will never give you another seventy-two hours.

I wish you success in your studies and a steady, peaceful life. Let’s go our separate ways. No more looking back.

野狗

《二字真言》EP發行一週年快樂！這是我自己演唱的《求穩》，現在把它分享給大家。

這首歌曲是在我得病期間創作的，聽感上想塑造一首非常市場化大眾化的pop single，但是保留了很多悲傷、躊躇和猶豫的氛圍。

《二字真言》會永遠在我心中持有特殊的位置。謝謝你們對這張EP的支持！

求穩

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