BoyuanP

言和

無名畫家與曠世之作 (feat. 言和)

無名畫家與曠世之作 (伴奏版) [feat. 言和] (伴奏)

“这是一张由「恨意」构筑的EP。”

继《NEUROTRANSMITTER》发布近一年后，BoyuanP携全新EP《NPD》回归。作品以强势节拍与锐利声响为核心语言，将情绪张力转化为高度凝练的声音表达，构建出一段围绕愤怒与审视展开的叙事路径。

本张EP不设bonus track，收录四首全新原创作品。“《野狗》是最早启动制作的曲目，于去年11月基本完成，并逐渐发展为整张EP的核心。在随后的创作周期中，我的心态也发生了变化——情绪并未消失，而是转向一种更具距离感与戏谑意味的观察。”

同名曲《NPD》作为开篇，奠定了整张作品的声音基调：以欧陆取向的节拍结构为骨架，叠加黏稠低频与撕裂感合成器音色，营造出具有强沉浸感的听觉空间。在华丽表象之下，作品通过讽刺性的文本表达，对NPD群体的行为模式进行冷静剖析。词作秘芒分享道：“有些东西或许肮脏琐碎，诱发了多少痛苦、不解，以至于深刻体验过的人最终会明白，取得对抗之后的胜利，或是就此逃离，这两者并无本质区别。正因如此，记录不是刻画伤口，怨恨不是沉湎过往，所谓批判也并不高尚，能彰显多少明智豁达。真实种种，多少难堪，只愿能够表达。”

《野狗》以重拍浩室为载体，梳理冲突的起点与演变过程，并通过Lofi人声处理强化情绪质感。在秘芒的歌词加持下，“野狗”的形象被具象化呈现——本能、失控且具有攻击性。

《FuCkYou》则将视角指向夹在矛盾双方之间的“中间者”。曲目以激进的Trap结构推进情绪表达，将失望与愤怒集中释放，并明确提出态度立场：“在对错分明的情境中，中立即是共谋。”

收尾曲《Better Go》以Complextro风格完成情绪收束，为整张EP画上句点。作品在结构与情绪层面实现“释放”——放下执念与对抗，转向继续前行的状态。“随着创作周期的拉长，我逐渐意识到，那些曾经对我产生强烈影响的事件，已经不再具有同样的作用。它们偶尔仍会被想起，但更多成为一种回顾与提醒。”

对于原定于去年八月发布的全长专辑，BoyuanP表示：“目前还没有准备好。接下来可能会优先推进与雾谷久城、秘芒的三人组合企划。至于个人首张全长作品，或许还需要更长时间打磨。相比之下，我现在更享受EP这种更高效、更集中的表达方式。也许等到更成熟的阶段，再去完成它。”

延续《野狗》电子音浪，BoyuanP发行EP《NPD》收录曲《Better Go》，尝试放下过去。

《Better Go》是EP《NPD》中的最后一曲。“不论那个人怎么想怎么做，也许我是时候该放下这一切了。”BoyuanP将这份关于释然的思考以恋人的视角联想展开，描述了在一段有毒关系中全身而退的宣言。极富Complextro与Electro House音响特点的编排设计为这首歌添上一抹千禧年的抛光质感，低保真加以bit crush处理的人声锐利了整首歌的听感。

“其实在《野狗》发行之前我就思考了很多。我开始思考这件事对我的影响，以及在我人生中的作用——结果是产生了0个作用。这一切发生的太过突然，我不应该再拿这件事继续折磨我自己。人这一辈子总要碰到冤家，可我们的时间总不能永远浪费在他们身上。也许他们还会和你纠缠，但也许这亦是一个全新的开始。”

BoyuanP第三张唱作EP《NPD》将于2026年5月1日发行。

Better Go

自《NEUROTRANSMITTER》后，BoyuanP暌违六个月带来新单《野狗》，用浓烈的Lo-Fi人声音色和强烈的电气节拍宣泄心中的怒火。

“野狗”概念是源自BoyuanP大学同学的一位朋友圈配文：“得了肺结核的野狗能看朋友圈吗”。“我在2024年6月罹患肺结核，修养半年后在次年2月回到学校，那时也是我与街声签约开始个人唱作活动的时间。”BoyuanP回忆道，“原本我与他相安无事，甚至我还多次帮助过他，作为不怎么熟识的人来说，我觉得我也算是仁至义尽。尽管早就从其他同学听到他为人比较‘抽象‘，但我一直认为他不会与我产生瓜葛。直到一次课上，他对我与另外一位同学的友谊展示了极其严重的不尊重，仿佛所有人只能是他一个人的专属，这让我大发雷霆。随后他不仅不道歉，还出言不逊，在我拉黑他以后，他也迅速反拉黑了我。”

本可就此作罢的小摩擦，却被那位同学逐步发酵。“后来我了解到，他对别人歪曲事实，声称是他打游戏太大声才惹得我生气，我觉得非常有意思。再加上后面他又连续惹怒了几次其他同学，我实在看不下去，在朋友圈里开骂。最让人百思不得其解的是，他居然通过某种方式看到了我的朋友圈，并说出了那句几乎可以得罪全肺结核患者的话，这句话当然也被我挂在了我的朋友圈里，作为永久的纪念。”

也许对于其他人来说，这场闹剧是不怎么愉快的，但对于BoyuanP来说，这次经历让他找到了新的创作动力。自2017年，他便在中文VOCALOID圈活跃，自己的原创曲目大多是基于负面情感创作，从新奇的角度出发重新诠释细腻的情感，这次“野狗“的意象也不例外。对于这张无端贴过来的标签，BoyuanP没有选择就此忍让，而是在电脑前挥洒灵感，和经典词作搭档秘芒（《氰化物》）一起产出了这首Diss大曲。

对于人声的处理，BoyuanP直言他受到了许多来自Charli xcx的灵感：“how i'm feeling now简直是神专！我一直很喜欢这样低保真的人声处理方式。虽然在我远在山东的家里摆着8000多块的电容麦克风，但毕竟在我的宿舍里我只有一个舒尔的SM58。没有说SM58不好的意思，但是录出来的效果肯定是不一样的。因此，这种处理方式就像是一种最佳的平衡点。”通过Delay效果器铺满整个声场，加以金属质感的打磨，《野狗》的人声慵懒，但又不失尖锐，Auto-tune的加入也让人声完美的融进有力的电子节拍中。

《PULSE》是舞池，《NEUROTRANSMITTER》是反思，而《野狗》，作为次年即将发行的新EP《NPD》之先行单曲，再次向我们展现了BoyuanP多面的创作力。《野狗》就像是战争来临前的号角，向所有人宣誓自己的立场。“《NPD》将会是一场盛宴。”BoyuanP一脸坏笑，但目光坚定。

以下是BoyuanP想要分享的一段话：

说实话，这场闹剧居然能卷进如此多的人，我觉得十分的不可思议。好在事情依然处在可控的范围，我并没有某些人想像中的鸡飞狗跳，也并没有某些人想像中的胆小怕事。也许我扫了某些人的兴，壮了某些人的士气，点燃了某些人的正气，可我们总是要承认，一些事情总要告一段落。

首先我想感谢那些在这段时间里了解真相，明辨事实的人，更要感谢支持我的人。你们的存在是我生命里不可多得的幸运，也是让我重新对这个世界充满希望的理由。日子总要过下去，我们共勉。

其次，对于那些曾经并不知晓全貌而现在了解了的人，我想说，我理解你们。对人的看法总是循序渐进的，消化人的多面性是我们在社会中必须经历的课题，面对突如其来的信息，也许你不敢相信，也许你会晕头转向。没关系，你不必作出评判，你也不必尝试理解。大学里值得我们去做的事情太多，值得我们去看的风景太多，这些琐事不值得留恋。

最后，对于那些依然对我抱有敌意的人，我想说，我尊重你们。人民币也不可能让所有人都喜欢，更何况我只是一个微不足道的个体。我誓死捍卫你持有观点与发表观点的权利，希望我们以后都能各走各路，过好自己的生活。

在我自己的音乐生涯里，我非常喜欢用一些贬义的词为主题，发挥创作。我曾经创作了在中文VOCALOID圈内小有名气的《白眼狼》，其实这首歌讲得是（当时，几年前了）我对父母的一些话的感慨。我非常喜欢探究这些所谓贬义词背后更加立体的立意，对于这几天突然冒出的“野狗”梗来说，当然也不算例外。

野狗所言为何物呢？

野字也许是流浪，荒野之意了，但也有可能是野性罢。这种近乎狂野的姿态漫无规矩，出其不意，随心所欲。这是一种生活的方式，或许称不上是精致的利己主义，但确实是目中无人了。

文章太长便是没有章法的胡说了，现正值深夜，便说一些我内心深处的想法吧。

我原先觉得你非常善良，是那种讨人喜，有些天真的稚气。后来我了解到你与他人的纠葛，在当时的舆论场里，我默默选择了站在你这一方，因为我相信你的陈述。你的控诉是那么自然，那么真实，我觉得这样的论调是不会骗人的。

后来我休学，你发微信慰问我身体如何，你说这场大病是我的大坎，只要度过我就会平平安安，我心里是暖流阵阵，连忙道谢。那一刻的你是多么善良。

再次返校，我提前修读课程，又与你相遇。虽然我们不算熟识，但我依然选择对你以善意。你课程软件不知如何操作，我亲自到你宿舍给你演示；你想要和我们宿舍一起打乒乓球，但却很倒霉地痛风，是我叫住了我的舍友，让他在教室等等你，因为我看到了你眼中闪过的一丝渴望与遗憾。我对你仁至义尽。

时光来到我们的矛盾，也许你可以继续和别人说是你打游戏太大声，我觉得你吵到了我才发火，但是在场的“目击者”有很多，你也不必解释，我也不必再提。事情结束后，我为你留出三天的时间，等待你的道歉。因为在内心当中我仍然抱有幻想，觉得你依然还残存着一丝善良。很可惜，72小时过去，我没有等到那一句对不起。

在这期间，我又被动地了解到许多关于你的事情。我顿悟原来有些事情并不是我所以为的样子，也并非是你所陈述的样子。这些信息太大，太多，太杂，淹没了我的整个头脑，我对你的印象也在此时发生了改变。也许这就是我们如何认识一个人，也许在你的视角里，你也是这样重新认识我。

于是，伴随着72小时流过，我把你从我的生活中隔绝了。一周后你也把我隔绝，我们从此两方清静。直到你和别人又提起这件事情。

然后便是你这一学期事故频发，周围人议论纷纷，有公开的“讨伐”，也有私底下的牢骚。你变成了另外一个人。

我不知道你为何在所有的活法里选择了一种最累的活法，也不知道你是否真的关心过身边人的所感所想，又或者说，是你只关心你“认可”的人的感受呢？你的未来还很长，我也不认为你是一个完全听不进去外部意见的人。现在作出改变，也许犹未迟也。可能你真的需要帮助，又或者，你真的需要经受一些磨练，获得一些经验。至少，也许我也成为了你这些历练的一部分。

活在自己的认知与梦境里是不可取的。祝你早日醒来。你不可能永远用现在的方式逃避问题，与其说逃避问题，不如说你在逐渐逃避身边的每一个人。至少，你没有获得你想要的结果。

也许我说完这些，你也依旧自成一派。又或许，你真的看到了什么，感受到了什么。无论哪个，我对你的耐心也逐渐的耗尽了。我们永远无法回到那个夏天，我也永远无法再给你一个72小时了。

祝你学业有成，生活顺利。我们各自安好，不要再见。

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发行一周年快乐！这是我自己演唱的《求稳》，现在把它分享给大家。

这首歌曲是在我得病期间创作的，听感上想塑造一首非常市场化大众化的pop single，但是保留了很多悲伤、踌躇和犹豫的氛围。

《二字真言》会永远在我心中持有特殊的位置。谢谢你们对这张EP的支持！

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