The Chinese music circle says that it is not big, but it is not small. In this circle, many talented musicians can't get ahead until they die, but a little wind and grass can be widely known in a few days.

Han Jue's songwriting is already well-known in the circle.

The quality of his songs is not shocking in itself, but the success rate of the songs is surprising. Whether it is Chinese or English, folk songs, rap, rock and roll, everything is a song, it is all popular. One hundred percent hits.

Some of Han Jue's songs are emerging popular cover songs, which frequently appear in talent shows. Other songs are frequent visitors to radio stations and mobile short video apps.

If the songs sold to Zhang Yiman became popular, it was because of Zhang Yiman himself. So Han Jue went to sing in the United States, and the ballads and raps he left behind were still spread by people even if they didn't hit the charts and didn't publicize them.

That's a bit of a skill.

Some people have studied it, but they can't come to any conclusions. Mainly because the songs created by Han Jue are of various genres, and it is almost impossible to see which songs he borrowed or absorbed, nor can he see which predecessor artist's style he has influenced. It's weird.

It's not that no one invited Han Jue to sing, but the result seems to be the same for everyone - except for Zhang Yiman, no one has ever gotten the song from Han Jue.

Those who were rejected by Guan Yi, thinking better, would feel that Han Jue's creative reserves were not enough, and they could only sell them domestically for the time being.

And those who have a darker mind will think about it and feel that it is not small.

The singers present had experienced Zhang Yiman's kicking in the gym, and by the way, they paid attention to Han Jue, and now they are still a little surprised to hear that Han Jue wrote the song to Song Yin.

A little bit of anticipation, but also a bit of a sense of crisis. Originality stands for the unknown.

Looking at Song Yin's very confident look, if Song Yin wasn't a folk singer and had no singing skills, other singers would really have to be vigilant at two levels.

"Yo, I'm really going to ask for a song. Some singers remember clearly that when Han Jue came to "Singer" for the first time, Song Yin invited the song as if jokingly. It didn't work out, but it really succeeded.

"That's not it~" Song Yin stroked his neck with his round fingers, showing his enchantment. The expression on his face showed that this hue was worth it.

The folk song singers next to Song Yin are also very good at doing variety shows, and unlike the serious singers who are holding them, they patted Song Yin's shoulder very cooperatively and said, "Thank you for your hard work, hard work for you, we didn't expect you to sacrifice so much." ”

"Alas, it's all gone. But for the sake of the brethren, it's worth it. Song Yin waved his hand and sighed.

"Then let the brothers come next time. ”

"No, no, I'm the kind of person who suffers silently. ”

"If we can get a song like this, we want to suffer such hardship. While they were busy sacrificing their lives for righteousness, they also praised Han Jue by the way.

The singers who listened to it were really curious about what kind of song made these folk singers so inflated.

"I'm looking forward to it. ”

"Han Jue, let's cooperate too. ”

"I want it too!"

Several other singers sent some kind words. I don't know if it's a half-joking invitation song, or if it's fighting for the camera.

And Han Jue, who became the focus at this time, had neither humility nor promises. Just smiling all the time, mature and decent. Very distant, distancing himself from everyone.

But the smile soon became unsustainable.

Because Han Jue felt a hot gaze, which could almost burn through his face, Han Jue's heart was alarmed, as if he had encountered a natural enemy at the genetic level.

[Who's messing with their brains?]

When he turned his head, it turned out to be a silly girl with a gentle face looking at him.

Zhang Yiman's dress today is more cold and mature, with a long black leather trench coat on the outside and a layered high-grade gray on the inside, with a prominent temperament. With eyeshadow, it makes people feel aggressive and difficult to approach.

But the way she looked at Han Jue was always gentle.

And now too.

It's just that Han Jue keenly felt that the stupid girl's eyes contained a proposition.

[Don't you explain why the enemy!] Zhang Yiman's eyes seemed to say this, and he was a little aggrieved.

Such complex sentences, of course, are not expressed in words. Han Jue deduced it through the two fingers on his waist that Zhang Yiman was ready to try.

"Ah, because I sold him the song before you asked me for it. Later, you asked me to sing, but I didn't have time to get it back. Han Jue explained in a low voice.

Zhang Yiman also knew that she couldn't control who Han Jue chose to sell the song to, but she was uncomfortable in her heart. The songwriter who was originally "royal" actually stole fishy, which made her feel uncomfortable. She's not without money!

"Uncle, you still have to make a whole album for me, you keep the song for me," Zhang Yiman reluctantly explained why she was angry without thinking, "If I lose, I will be laughed to death." ”

"Don't worry, it's just a song to help you sing, and I'll keep all the good songs for you." Our gang sang songs and solo songs, and Song Yin's songs were more than enough to go to the second. Han Jue said with relief.

"Hmph, it's better to be like this," Zhang Yiman wrinkled his nose, showing his little tiger teeth, and frightened, "Otherwise, uncle, you will die." ”

“......”

The two of them exchanged their heads and ears as if no one was around, whispering, biting their ears, and not chatting with other people, becoming a small world of their own. The laughter of others is very close to them and far away from them.

Han Jue is not wood.

He knew that Zhang Yiman didn't have to be like this. The silly girl is so cute, everyone is scrambling to talk to her, but she still resolutely chooses to accompany him to be "isolated", these silly girls don't say it, but Han Jue still knows.

Dealing with other people's malice, Han Jue is full of experience. But this kind of jerky and firm kindness, he is very inexperienced to deal with, which makes him a little helpless.

When Han Jue and the others arrived in the hall, the other singers had been sitting for a long time. Now everyone has to go back to the lounge, put on makeup, relax and relax, and prepare for the live broadcast later.

During this period, the program team quickly sorted out and edited the pre-game materials in the afternoon.

Han Jue came to Zhang Yiman's lounge again. Compared with the last time he came, Han Jue found that the lounge had changed a little bit in that there were more musical instruments. Zhang Yiman said that it was for her to relieve her boredom. In Zhang Yiman's words, without Han Jue on the side, she is so bored to be alone, so she can only play music.

Han Jue wondered, how could he be alone, shouldn't there be any singer partners?

Although Han Jue never feels bored. But when he didn't want to sleep in America and didn't want to read, he would tease Catherine to relieve his boredom.

However, Zhang Yiman used his expression to explain what it means to be [indescribable].

Ten minutes later, Han Jue realized how difficult it was for the stupid girl to say it.

Not long after Han Jue and the others arrived at the lounge, Zhang Yiman's singer partner came over. is a young male host, slightly chubby, fair-skinned, and festively dressed, like a piece of rice cake in a red envelope.

"Ah, Xiaoman!Long time no see!~~" The singer partner expressed his miss for Zhang Yiman with very exaggerated body language, and made a gesture to hug Zhang Yiman, but Zhang Yiman was holding a pillow in his hand and had no intention of hugging.

The singer's partner squeezed to Zhang Yiman's side without care.

Zhang Yiman moved his position, and the singer's partner moved again.

So the singer partner sat in the center of the camera and didn't move.

Compared with the dedicated Zhang Yiman, Han Jue is not so quiet. He gasped as he watched this situation, and felt a slight discomfort in his stomach.

Looking at the cameraman, the cameraman also smiled helplessly.

"Xiao Man, I'm nervous today......"

"Xiaoman, today's finals, do you have the confidence to win the championship?"

"I went to Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou yesterday to worship ......"

Greasy is an unrestrained desire to express. It's not about appearance, it's just about the mind.

This singer partner gave Han Jue a full sense of oiliness. pulled Zhang Yiman very actively, wanting to show Zhang Yiman's eagerness in front of the camera.

Zhang Yiman maintained a cheerful smile and didn't talk much, just smiled there.

Han Jue didn't be an artist before, so he hated to see the sisterhood and brotherhood of plastic flowers played in the camera. Two words are written all over the screen - [embarrassing].

has become an artist in this life, and he still hates those, but he can understand it. He will not denounce it, but will choose not to look, not to listen, not to approach, and not to care about other people's affairs. In this circle, everyone is an actor to some extent, and some things are not as you like. To participate in a project, you must be mentally prepared to encounter garbage teammates. If you don't have the capital to choose your teammates, then you can only endure it.

If you can choose your customers according to your preferences, then Worker X will be the happiest job in the world.

The second is the star.

Now Han Jue could feel why Zhang Yiman had placed so many instruments in the lounge.

Han Jue stood up and walked to the side of the electronic piano, played it a few times, and then said to Zhang Yiman: "Teacher Zhang, I recently thought of a new tune, can you help me listen to it?"

"Okay, uncle, I didn't say you, you still have to practice the piano...... Zhang Yiman raised her eyebrows, jumped up from the sofa at once, and then slowly walked towards Han Jue.

Zhang Yiman's lounge sounded with ding-dong music.

Han Jue thought to himself, he finally couldn't hear the duck's voice.

"No way, he's the son of the deputy director. Zhang Yiman leaned into Han Jue's ear, covered his lips and whispered.

[Thank you for your hard work. While playing the piano, Han Jue threw a look at Zhang Yiman.

Han Jue is still strange, what kind of host dares to be so noisy. Sister Qin and the program team didn't come out to say anything. As a result, such a tricky problem was thrown to the stupid girl, and it was also thanks to the stupid girl's strong strength that she was not killed by her pig teammates.

When I looked up, I saw that the singer partner was chattering to the camera alone.

......

The time is slowly approaching the moment when the live broadcast begins. The singers were notified that they would start live immediately. Han Jue used Zhang Yiman's stylist to put on makeup in the lounge.

Yan Hai walked to the last row of the lively audience and sat down, surrounded by the leaders of the program team and the invited music consultants. Yan Hai looked around, and finally confirmed that all the teams were ready, then looked at the time on his wrist, took the walkie-talkie and said, "All units are ready, the live broadcast countdown." ”

"Five. ”

"Four. ”

"Three. ”

“......”

"Let's go. ”