The format of the competition is as follows:

Two people from each group come out to sing together, and then according to the score of the final machine, the person with the highest score can determine the order of the other groups in the [Extreme Concert]. is the highest group and decides all other groups.

Everyone here knows the importance of the order of appearance on stage. Even a person like Zhang Zishang who has neither participated in the [Extreme Concert] nor participated in a music competition, then he knows through the show "Singer" that the later he appears, the greater the advantage.

"Teacher Han, you just sing Teacher Zhang's song. Zhang Zishang came to Han Jue's side and made a suggestion.

Without waiting for Han Jue to say anything, after Huang Jin on the side heard it, he immediately severely blocked the scope of Han Jue's song selection: "Han Jue can't sing Zhang Yiman's song!"

"Why!" Zhang Zishang was unhappy, "This is not fair!"

"Where it's unfair, musicians just can't sing their own songs, whether they sing or write. Otherwise, everyone chooses this way, and there will be no comparison. ”

Huang Jin still makes sense to say this, this is not for Han Jue alone, because other musicians have written songs for other singers, and they are most familiar with such songs.

The repertoire of K songs that come out in pairs is set by each group, but the songs of the last five years cannot be set, and the related tracks cannot be determined.

After explaining the situation, everyone discussed and prepared one after another.

A group of hosts babbled and hummed, opened their voices in various messy ways, added drama to themselves, and tried to get a good score.

"Teacher Han, what are we singing?" Zhang Zishang asked Han Jue.

"Whatever," Han Jue said, "Just choose the one you are most sure of, I don't hear many songs, and you may have to sing alone later." ”

In addition to restoring the songs of his previous life, Han Jue also listens to the songs of this world, but he has been listening to them since he was the latest, and the rule of [can't choose songs published within five years] directly condemned him to death, so the power to choose songs was handed over to Zhang Zishang.

"Okay!" Zhang Zishang now faintly has a blind confidence posture towards Han Jue, and he doesn't want to drag Han Jue back. The so-called "I don't hear many songs", Zhang Zishang only thought that Han Jue was modest.

The order of the next K song is determined according to the degree of completion of the previous creation. Han Jue and Zhang Zishang are the highest in this group, and they are the first to appear here.

"Come on!" After Zhang Zishang and the program team reported the singing repertoire, they stood in the middle of the venue with the microphone. Before the rhythm could start, he began to dance shoulder to the rhythm in his head.

Han Jue held the microphone and stood quietly to the side.

Soon the prelude sounded. It is a song that Han Jue is unfamiliar with.

Han Jue took a step back, didn't even raise the microphone, stretched out his hand and gestured to Zhang Zishang, and asked Zhang Zishang to sing first.

That Zhang Zishang sang first.

[The fifth year of living alone, thank you for leaving me...... Standing on the edge of two worlds, write a long letter that everyone will miss me~~]

Zhang Zishang may have recorded very smoothly today, and found the feeling of being a variety show host, he was very open at this time, for the sake of being funny, or he thought that no matter how he sang, Han Jue helped him lay the foundation, so he sang extremely miserably at this time.

Even if Han Jue hadn't heard the original song of this song, he could still hear the mismatch of the tune, and his spirit was in a trance, and he wanted to put the microphone down at the moment - no need to compare.

And Zhang Zishang didn't know it yet, so he gave Han Jue a look, meaning to let Han Jue continue to sing.

Han Jue couldn't sing.

Originally, he wanted to listen to Zhang Zishang's singing method and quickly judge the tune of the original song, but Zhang Zishang gave him such a look, he either sang along with Zhang Zishang's tune, or sang improvised. But no matter what kind of singing method you sing, you won't get a high score in front of the scoring system.

Han Jue waved his hand and chose not to sing.

Half of the lyrics were gone.

[What's the situation!] Zhang Zishang panicked and took it back.

While looking at the teleprompter and singing, he also had to take the time to look at Han Jue and communicate with his eyes.

[Teacher Han!It's enough to be funny with me alone!You sing!]

[I'm not funny, I really won't. 】

【......】

After a few intermittent lyrics passed, Zhang Zishang saw that Han Jue really didn't sing, and then he thought of Han Jue's sentence "I don't hear many songs", which means literally - that is, there are really not many.

[Ahhhh

But the situation is no longer working.

A song is half sung indiscriminately, half sung seriously, and finally got a score of [63], which is already good.

Zhang Zishang, who came to the sidelines, turned his head to look at Han Jue on the side, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Han Jue noticed Zhang Zishang's gaze, patted Zhang Zishang's shoulder in turn, and said in the tone of a senior: Zishang, your singing skills don't seem to be very stable, you have to practice more in the future!"

"......" Zhang Zishang really didn't know what to say, so in the end, he could only puff through and bend forward in frustration.

Everyone looked at the tragic and dazzling score in the middle of the field, and everyone expressed their happiness.

"Uncle, why didn't you sing just now?" Zhang Yiman asked.

"Uncle is old. Han Jue replied.

It's normal for a music creator to listen to as many songs as music lovers. Because it often takes months for a songwriter to devote himself to creating an album, and after an album comes out, the listener can probably finish the album in just over an hour.

So Zhang Yiman was not too surprised that Han Jue was unfamiliar with a song from five years ago.

But Han Jue thinks that with the increase in the number of variety shows in the future, he will have more popular songs from this world on his make-up list.

A group of people went up to sing, and Han Jue's [63] was at the bottom, and everyone was very relieved. Some hosts are a little funny and they are not afraid at all, and they don't think they will win the bottom qualification of Han Jue's group.

Zhang Zishang wept silently.

In the end, as expected, Zhang Zishang and Han Jue's group won the penultimate place.

And the one who won the first place was Zhang Yiman's group.

【98】。

"Wow!" everyone applauded.

According to the rules, Zhang Yiman and Huang Jin can decide the order of appearance of [Extreme Concert].

Then the program team pushed up a board, on which were vertically marked [1], [2], [3], ...... [6], and the back of the numbers was blank, waiting for Zhang Yiman to paste the name plate of the combination.

"Let's come to the first group first, so that everyone can feel at ease. Huang Jin said.

Everyone was nervous and had no opinion.

"Xiao Man, who do you want to play first?" Huang Jin asked Zhang Yiman.

Zhang Yiman swept around, and everyone put on a posture of resistance, shaking their heads and begging for mercy with their hands folded.

"Whatever, Mr. Huang, you can decide. Zhang Yiman gave Huang Jin the choice.

"I'm coming, okay!" Huang Jin smiled, picked up a rectangular name tag, and pasted it on the back of [1].

"Let's do this one!"

Everyone stepped forward to see it, and cheered after reading it.

Except for Zhang Zishang.

Because they were the ones who came out in the first group.

"No! Do it again!" Zhang Yiman regretted it, but he didn't expect that Huang Jin would dare to bully her uncle if he didn't pay attention.

"No, no, no, no!" Before Huang Jin could speak, others rushed up and isolated Zhang Yiman three meters away from the board.

Zhang Yiman went to Han Jue's side, and he was about to cry in a hurry.

After Han Jue was appeased, Zhang Yiman did not feel guilty.

In the end, Han Jue and Zhang Zishang were the first to appear, and it was decided.

Zhang Yiman rubbed his hands, his eyes were full of anger and participated in the next order, and he was determined to move the group that was cheering the loudest just now to the front.

Zhang Zishang came to Han Jue's side with a bitter face.

"It's fine. Han Jue really didn't care much about this, he patted Zhang Zishang on the shoulder and said, "If we perform better and raise the audience's expectations at the beginning, and then they can't keep up with the follow-up, then they will be the end." ”

Zhang Zishang nodded, and now it can only be like this.

Fortunately, he is very confident in Han Jue's songs.

In particular, he was already ready to decide which song to sing.

[If it's that one, they'll definitely regret letting us open, haha.] Zhang Zishang was happy.

Han Jue looked at Zhang Zishang and smiled, so he also smiled and said: "So, the next time you record it will be in the recording studio, you should be mentally prepared first, and I will be very strict when the time comes." ”

"Ah......h

Although Han Jue was smiling, Zhang Zishang looked at Han Jue's smile, and he didn't know why, Zhang Zishang's thighs suddenly began to tremble, and he couldn't stop it.

It's like encountering a natural enemy.

......

......

After the camera was turned off, everyone gathered as usual and chatted. If you have a trip, you will go to catch the trip.

This time, Zhang Yiman was not driven by Sister Qin, and immediately prepared to run the next trip. She followed Han Jue's side, chatted and laughed with other artists for a few words, and then waved goodbye to everyone and followed Han Jue to the outside of the studio.

When I got to the outside of the studio, I looked up and saw that it was completely dark. The moon is not perfect when it hangs in mid-air, and the moonlight is very faint.

The weather is getting warmer, and there are already mosquitoes flying in the air.

While waiting for the car to come, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman got together.

Guan Yi and Sister Qin were very consciously a little farther away from these two people, but they were also within sight.

Han Jue breathed in the fresh air outside, and asked Zhang Yiman, who had been a little silent all the way, and said, "Wait a minute, go home directly?"

"Hmm. Zhang Yiman nodded slowly.

"Don't forget to have dinner. ”

"Hmm. Zhang Yiman nodded again.

Two consecutive short responses, judging from Han Jue's understanding of Zhang Yiman, either did something wrong, or had something in his heart.

Han Jue turned his head to look at Zhang Yiman, looked at it for a while, and asked, "Sick?"

Zhang Yiman shook his head.

"What's upset lately?"

Zhang Yiman shook his head again.

"It can't be that the anger just now hasn't subsided, right?" Han Jue joked and bumped Zhang Yiman with his arm.

"That's right!" Zhang Yiman remembered that Han Jue had made her angry before, "I haven't lost my anger yet!"

Han Jue rubbed Zhang Yiman's head and felt that the little girl was so cute.

"Uncle. Zhang Yiman suddenly called Han Jue sullenly.

Han Jue intuitively said that the next question seemed to be something that would happen and something would change, so he stopped laughing.

"What's wrong?"

"There's one thing I want to tell you. Zhang Yiman lowered her head, as if the pattern of the stone pavement under her feet was very good for her taste.

"Say it. ”

"It's ...... "Let's ...... in Love" Zhang Yiman is hesitant, she has always played straight balls, and she can't be completely confident in the face of the next problems, "No, it's ...... If, the company ......"

"Say it slowly, it's okay. Han Jue patted Zhang Yiman's head with a smile, and then used the faint moonlight to help Zhang Yiman cut the long hair that had fallen from his head just now behind his ears.

Zhang Yiman took a deep breath and looked up at Han Jue. Although she was a little afraid to look into Han Jue's eyes at this time, she tried her best to make herself look directly.

After all, no matter what the answer is, you have to see it with your own eyes to be completely sure, or completely give up.

"What if the company wants me to get off the bus from Let's Be in Love?"

Han Jue's brows suddenly furrowed, and he asked softly, "Did your company notify you to get off the bus?"

Zhang Yiman shook his head and said, "I'm asking if." ”

"It's good not yet. Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

The worry on Zhang Yiman's face was clear: "But, sooner or later, there will be a day." When the company really got me off the bus, then we ...... What to do?"

Han Juezai looked at Zhang Yiman's expression carefully, smiled, and said, "How long have you thought about this question?"

"Two days!" Zhang Yiman pursed his lips.

"I've been thinking about this for two months. Han Jue said.

Zhang Yiman's eyes widened slightly, a little surprised, and then she asked softly, "Then, what did you come up with?"

"At first, I thought about it, but it didn't turn out well. I thought about it a hundred times, but then I thought about it again and again. ”

"And then? I thought of it?" Zhang Yiman's heart was very worried at this time. I wanted to know the answer as soon as possible, but I was afraid that she didn't get the answer she wanted, and I didn't know how to ask or listen. It's such a subtle psychology.

"I didn't think of it, you told me the answer. I slowly feel that even if I get out of the car, I will still like you, then, the question of [whether to get off the car] is not important to me," Han Jue looked at Zhang Yiman and said softly, "It's okay to let it get off when the show gets off, it's just a show, I don't care." Because what I care more about is whether you will get me off in your life. ”

Zhang Yiman seemed to grasp something from the fog of life all of a sudden, and the uneasiness and panic caused by confusion were weakened by more than half at once.

It was her uncle's outstretched hand.

"You're a fool! Of course I'm not going to get you out of the car!" Zhang Yiman laughed all of a sudden, laughing and laughing, and he felt that his eyes were a little hot.

"Then I'll be relieved. ”

"But, but, the company doesn't like me to be with you......"

"I know that. I can't make your company, your father, and your fans recognize me now, I know all of this," Han Jue sighed, then stretched out a hand, combed Zhang Yiman's hair, and asked, "But I will let them admit me slowly, but it takes a process, are you willing to wait for me?"

Han Jue withdrew his hand and looked at Zhang Yiman a little nervously.

Zhang Yiman was under Han Jue's gaze, a big smile bloomed on his face little by little, and he returned to a lively state with no worries.

"I'm willing!I'm willing!I'm willing!" Zhang Yiman shouted louder than the other, and finally threw himself into Han Jue's arms.

Zhang Yiman's voice was not soft, Guan Yi and Sister Qin, who were not far from them, must have heard it. But whether it was Guan Yi or Sister Qin, after seeing the two people hugging together, the corners of their mouths unconsciously hooked.

[It seems that he has made a good choice.] Guan Yi thought to himself.

[Alas, hard days are coming.] Sister Qin thought to herself.

They don't blame each other's artists, nor do they blame each other's artists, which may have something to do with the fact that they are not pure agents.

At this time, they decided to tide over the difficulties together as friends and parents.

"But when will it be?" Zhang Yiman raised his head in Han Jue's arms.

"I'm already figuring it out. ”

"Then you have to hurry. ”

"Got it. Well...... In September, the first solution should come. ”

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