Jay Chou's song "Chapter 7 of the Night".

The lyrics are as follows:

The typewriter continued to push, approaching the next line of fact, the fog of heather pipe.

Floating to the dead tree, crying silently to me, the circular square next to Baker Street.

On the armored knight's arm, Iris's badge shines slightly, and the unmanned carriage rings.

Late night visit, Victoria's evil and bloody opening in the moonlight.

Disappeared pistol, charred cane, melted wax figure, absent person.

On the jewelry box, the illusion and contradiction of symbols led to his dead end.

The evidence was perfectly buried, mocking the corners of the mouth of the Scottish Police.

If evil is a magnificent and cruel movement (then justice is a deep and helpless depression).

I will personally write down its ending (and then I will light the light in the ashes).

The morning light dries the last sadness (then raindrops will wash away the dark high walls).

Black ink is dyed peacefully (turn off the lights and put down the red curtain).

The fact can only penetrate, the soil without footprints, and the sudden faint fragrance of flowers.

Deliberately conspicuous clothes, everyone wears a mask and tells lies for different reasons.

Motivation has only one name, desire, far away, far away.

Crossing the swamp of human nature, we can forget and forgive who really can't be defiled.

But be sure to know the truth, the moved iron bed, the last picture is finally put together.

I heard footsteps and looked forward to soft high heels. He pushed open the door, and the night wind shook the kerosene lamp for a while.

The typewriter stopped at the murderer's name. I turned around and the night sky at Westminster Abbey began to boil.

I am in full bloom with gorgeous death, and I have tasted this last sweet truth.

Remembering justice with a smile is just a quiet extension, and the violin is in the times.

Footsteps are expected to be soft leather high heels. He pushed open the door and the night wind shook the kerosene lamp for a while.

The typewriter stopped at the murderer's name. I turned around and the night sky at Westminster Abbey began to boil.

Black ink is peaceful, and evil is a gorgeous and cruel movement.

I will personally write down its ending, and the morning light will dry the last line of sadness.

Black ink is peaceful.

Song background

Chapter Seven of the Night is a divine comedy recognized by Jay Chou, and the arrangement of this song was also written by Zhong Xingmin.

This song can be said to be a bottleneck in Zhong Xingmin's career. It took him seven months to finish it. When Jay Chou handed him the demo, he told him that he was going to England to shoot the MV this time, and he was a detective.

So Zhong Xingmin starts with "Britain". For the first time, he listened to the original music of The Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter and other movies for inspiration. In order to ensure the purity of the style to the greatest extent, he also ordered the original spectrum research from the United States, which took three months.

The result of these three months is the prelude of chapter 7 of Night with Hogwarts flavor. ? In order to match the setting of the operator in the MV, Zhong Xingmin specially recorded the voice of the operator to create an atmosphere, and then cooperated with the strings to create a magnificent atmosphere.

Refer to Chapter 7 of Baidu Encyclopedia-Night for the above contents.