Han Jue thinks that since he plans to be a professional artist, it is necessary to be professional. So every time after recording, Han Jue and Guan Yi will check and review Han Jue's performance in front of the camera, not to mention the highlights, mainly to see if there is any improvement, whether they bring some common sense or allusions from their previous lives, so as to make jokes.

Then Guan Yi, who has been watching from the audience or behind the monitoring screen, will tell Han Jue's shortcomings.

Xiao Zhou can sometimes say a couple of sentences, but most of the time it's just nonsense.

Guan Yi flipped through his phone and said, "It's okay this time." There are two places to pay attention to - when I went shopping in the afternoon, I said that I wanted to give the joke of endorsement to that small foreign brand, and don't say it in the future. and Zhang Yaohui said that netizens are stupid B, but you can't follow and say that they are stupid B...... Except for these two points, there is nothing else. ”

"Wait, I'm okay with that......? I like Zhang Yiman, where is it. Han Jue was surprised.

"It's not normal to participate in love shows, not to say things like that. Guan Yi looked at Han Jue with a rare teasing look, "But before you go to lunch, the few times you dislike Zhang Yiman may attract the dissatisfaction of some fans, even if they know that it is the effect of the show, they can't accept it, there is no way to do this." ”

Only Han Jue knew that the few times he rushed Zhang Yiman was not the effect of the show...... That's really passionate. He also found out that the stupid girl actually likes physical contact so much.

"This director is surprisingly approachable. Zhou Yibo, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, turned his head and said excitedly, "I thought that Brother Han was going to be scolded by Director Zhang." ”

After messing with Han Jue and them for a long time, Xiao Zhou also dared to participate in the gossip. Han Jue Guan Yi didn't feel that there was anything wrong, after all, there were only three regular employees in their studio, and they were too strict to distinguish between the top and bottom of the workplace or the level of the entertainment industry, which was really a bit funny.

"It's true, I thought I was going to be reckoned with. However, there was still some Xia Ma Wei at the beginning, but he was mixed up by Mr. Zhang, and the chat was quite good. Han Jue nodded and said.

"Speaking of which," Guan Yi pulled out a business card from his pocket, "Zhang Yaohui and his assistant handed me a business card before leaving. ”

The business card in Guan Yi's hand had the contact information of a manager named Duke in [American Aidu].

"Are they going to dig Brother Guan?" Zhou Zhou Bo guessed as he looked at the business card and guessed at it.

Guan Yi ignored Xiao Zhou and said to Han Jue: "It should be interested in the release of those songs in our United States, or interested in you as a person." What do you think?"

"I'll go! This is a gift from my father-in-law!" Zhou Bo interjected again.

"Don't make a fuss, we don't have to worry about finding a distribution company for those songs. Han Jue patted Zhou Bo's head and told him to shut up.

Then Han Jue fell into deep thought.

He thought of his father's eloquent talk about American music and his praise for his songs during the meal. I thought of the first female singer from [American Aidu] to say hello when I came to "I AM A SINGER".

"I'm not interested in joining Aidu, the studio's affiliation with those big companies is no different from being signed by them," Han Jue touched his chin and said, "If you are a record, if the conditions of other companies are good, you can choose other companies, business belongs to business, friendship or friendship." But...... If the same conditions are the same, it is not bad to choose Ai. ”

......

"Good night, Dad!Don't go to bed too late!" Zhang Yiman stood at the entrance of the corridor and waved.

Zhang Yaohui sat in the car, and sighed inexplicably in his heart, only the kid surnamed Han is gone, and he, who is a father, can get the love of his daughter, which is really too miserable!

He shouted "Got it" from the window, and waved his hand to ask Zhang Yiman to hurry up and go into the house with Sister Qin to sleep.

Zhang Yiman turned around and ran and disappeared into the single-family bungalow.

One of Zhang's father's interests is to buy a house, and when the daughter came, there was no reason to stay in a hotel. But because Zhang Yiman had Sister Qin, an assistant, and a bodyguard by his side, he lived in another house.

This generation is a wealthy area, although he doesn't have to worry about any danger at night, but keeping a bodyguard to live in the room next to his daughter always makes him feel more at ease.

When the headlights in the house turned on, Zhang Yaohui retracted his gaze and said lightly to the driver: "Let's go." ”

The driver drove the car silently.

On a bleak winter night, people are clearly not in the mood to wander outside. At this time, the car was driving on the road, and the scene of ten o'clock on the street was like one or two o'clock in the middle of the night.

The driver drove the car very smoothly, the car was warm and pleasant, and he was still wearing that relaxed casual clothes while sitting in the back seat and contemplating.

But the secretary sitting in the co-pilot knew that the boss sitting behind him was definitely not in a happy mood at the moment.

"The business card is out, right?" a calm voice came from behind him.

The secretary turned slightly to the side, lowered his head and replied, "Give it away, Duke also said hello." ”

"Hmm. ”

The secretary took advantage of the turn back to take advantage of the fact that he took a quick look at Zhang Yaohui.

At this time, Zhang Yaohui's whole person sank into the darkness, his hands and five fingers against each other, pressed together in front of his chest, exuding a dignified and compelling aura.

The orange floating light of the street lamp shone on Zhang Yaohui's face through the car window, and it quickly flashed again. At the moment when it was lit up, the expression that the secretary saw from half of Zhang Yaohui's face did not have the slightest kindness and friendliness during the meal. His eyebrows were tightly locked, and his eyes were lowered, and he was deep, like a lion that was hidden when hunting.

The secretary recalled what the boss was planning recently, and felt pity for the little artist he had just met.

At this time, Zhang Yaohui lowered his eyes and was thinking about the information and evaluation analysis about Han Jue collected by his team.

He had read it no less than five times before this evening. The information about Han Jue was in his mind at the moment.

Now, Zhang Yaohui is reviewing whether there were any mistakes in the performance just now.

Unlike Han Jue's side, Zhang Yaohui came to see Han Jue after doing his homework.

Zhang Yaohui has studied Han Jue.

Most of the artists who debuted as trainees are ingenious. It seems to be a problem that has been polished by the company to be smooth enough, and the first thing that comes to mind when you encounter something is to lose it to the company, and the company will do what it says, and everything is stable.

When Han Jue debuted, he didn't even polish the edges and corners, and he gained thousands of favors and attention without going through many things, lost in it, self-inflated, fighting, and disrespectful, and finally fell down purely self-inflicted, which made people bored when they saw it, and that rare aura was extinguished at once. In the future, he didn't even have a chance to stand out from the crowd, he directly provoked the anger of the public, was rejected by the whole circle, and could only be raised by [Jinsha] as a mascot. Even so, I still don't know what to do, and it's a joke inside and outside the circle.

In Zhang Yaohui's view, Han Jue and [Jinsha] are both goods that suddenly gain momentum and don't know how many catties and taels they have. He can't look down on him, no matter how talented he is.

And now, Han Jue is a "late bloomer" among idol artists, and he has climbed up again, and that aura has been lost, and it is even more and more eye-catching. A little bit of talent, but also a bit of luck.

But this is not the reason why Zhang Yaohui allowed his daughter to get close to Han Jue.