When Huang Kun was still struggling with how to get into the inside of the bar, he suddenly found that the customers around him had unknowingly run in front of him.

He observed for a while, and found that some customers were particularly chicken thieves, and when they saw that the manager was gone, they chatted with each other, played with their mobile phones, and walked towards the bar little by little. The movements are very natural, but you can faintly feel that there is competition between them.

Because the queue is already very long, and no one has taken a number, when the seats are opened, no one can guarantee that they will get a place.

"What's the situation?!" Huang Kun was angry and bluntly expressed his anger.

Huang Kun, who has a beard and a muscular body, is still very good at bluffing people, but now there are more than one or two, but everyone is rubbing forward a little more casually, and then rubbing a little more, Huang Kun can't arrest everyone and beat them, and everyone is not afraid of this person.

In fact, Huang Kun really had no choice.

Soon, the men circled around and crossed most of the hallway, and the noise immediately attracted the security guards inside the bar.

The inner door was pushed open, and several security guards poured out.

There is no manager.

"Stop, stop, you can't come in yet. "The security guard trotted over to chase away the customers.

The customers could only reluctantly retreat.

Although Huang Kun has a scruffy beard and looks like he has fallen into a mid-life crisis, he is really only twenty-six years old. At this time, his still bright head suddenly thought of a solution.

I saw him quickly take out a document from his pocket, unfold it, and hang it around his neck, and cover the side with the mark, and turn the back side outward.

The security guards in front of them are seriously blocking the customers, driving them out of the hallway little by little. Huang Kun also opened his hand and began to block the customers half a meter away, and while blocking it, he turned his back to the security guard, and shouted: "Eh! I can't go in now, I can't go in! I'll call you later!"

He shouted loudly and confidently.

When Huang Kun stood next to the security guard, he pretended to be relieved, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and panted and commanded the security guard:

"Look at them. ”

The security guard saw that Huang Kun had a certificate on his chest, and his hairstyle and beard were very sloppy, and he had no style at all, so he just thought that Huang Kun was a staff member of the program team, so he nodded and seriously stopped the customers outside the corridor and asked them to wait for another ten minutes.

Huang Kun smiled covertly as he turned around, but his pace remained unhurried.

When he opened the inner door, Huang Kun was very excited, thinking that his acting skills were really good, if he really wanted to starve himself to death by writing music reviews, he might be able to change careers and become a paparazzi.

He looked down at the document that had helped a lot, and saw that the front of the document was written - [Pineapple Music Festival Volunteer Temporary Pass].

Huang Kun went to the [Pineapple Music Festival] as a volunteer this afternoon. It's not because he's helpful, it's because he can listen to music for free. After the festival, he went straight to the bar, wanting to relax, and his badges were always in his pocket, which he didn't expect to come in handy.

Huang Kun pushed open the inner door, and as soon as he entered the inside of the bar, he quickly looked around.

The interior of the bar is still brightly lit, and you can clearly see the situation - a lot of equipment and a lot of people are watching the stage of the bar.

Huang Kun also followed everyone's gaze and searched for Zhang Yiman's figure on the stage.

【Zhang Yiman!!】

[Huang Jin. 】

[Zhang Zishang. 】

Huang Kun not only recognized Zhang Yiman immediately, but also recognized the other two people on the stage by the way.

[Ah~ It turned out to be filming "Extreme Man". Huang Kun saw Zhang Yiman and Huang Jin appear at the same time, and he knew what show he was filming.

But he didn't care about what the program was, and he wasn't interested in the two people on the side, he only cared when Zhang Yiman would sing.

A familiar melody was playing on the stereo at the edge of the stage.

Huang Kun quietly walked to the side, and seeing that no one noticed him, he quickly took off the document and put it back in his pocket. Then he clasped his hands and pretended to be a normal staff member.

He had already thought about it, and if he was recognized, he would say with a blank face, "I don't know, I thought I could come in." As long as you can hear Zhang Yiman's scene, it is worth it to be detained and beaten.

But God probably couldn't bear Huang Kun being detained, nor could he bear to be beaten. Huang Jinzai suddenly stopped the music, wiped his sweat and panted and said, "It's almost over." ”

[Your sister!] Huang Kun's body shook and he couldn't maintain his posture.

"Bars still have business. ”

[Leave them to death!]

"It's still very cool to sing today, so let's stop here. ”

【you!】

Huang Kun was particularly disappointed.

This disappointment is like falling from heaven to hell. He overcame all the obstacles and hurled any means to hear Zhang Yiman's live singing, but as soon as he came, there was no more?

Depriving people of hope after giving them hope is probably the most cruel kind of mental torture.

Huang Kun almost lost his senses, and he was about to shout [One more song!].

Fortunately, at this time, Zhang Zishang on the stage suddenly said: "Finally, let Mr. Han do a song!"

Huang Jin's eyes lit up, and he followed: "Come on, Xiao Han, you have been listening to the concert for so long, you must come to a concert." ”

Zhang Yiman was also very happy, got off the stage, ran to the side of a person, took the man's arm and said, "You also come to sing a song~Uncle!

Only then did Huang Kun find out that Han Silly was also here.

However, Huang Kun didn't feel much surprise when he saw Han Jue, he only felt that he saw a lump of humanoid stool. Especially watching the innocent and innocent Zhang Yiman coquettish to Han Jue, and Han Jue's pretentious appearance only made Huang Kun feel angry.

This anger may be too obvious, and Huang Kun suddenly felt that someone was staring at him. He quietly swept his gaze, and saw a man with a temperament as cold as ice, staring at him with a calm gaze in the crowd of people in the distance. That sight had no offensive power, but Huang Kun felt as if his whole person was going to be seen through.

Huang Kun sighed in his heart.

But he didn't panic, he didn't mess up, he kept an angry expression, raised his hand to look at his watch, and then let out a "tsk" in his mouth. In the angry expression, there was a hint of helplessness. He sighed and continued to look at the stage with his hands folded, playing the role of a staff member who was angry because Han Jue delayed the time to pick up the child, but had no choice but to continue working because of his due diligence].

But the effect doesn't seem to be very good,

"Guan Yi, help me get my phone. Han Jue shouted over there.

Huang Kun saw the man like the ice cube stop, turned around and took his mobile phone.

Huang Kun breathed a sigh of relief, and when he came back to his senses, Han Jue had already stood on the stage and was interacting with Zhang Yiman in the audience.

"I want to listen to "Boy"!"Boy!~" Zhang Yiman leaned on the edge of the stage, one foot on the tip of the ground happily, completely like a happy little girl.

"I'm not going to sing 'Boy' today, I'm going to sing another one. Han Jue said.

"What is it?"

"Intimate Lover. ”

This is a completely unfamiliar song title, and some staff members can't find it even if they search for it on their mobile phones.

Huang Kun had never heard of "Boy", and he didn't know what song "Intimate Lover" was, but this did not affect his disgust with Han Silly.

[Still intimate lover? Here it is again! Clever words and full of lies! Stalking and beating us Zhang Yiman! Shameless!] Huang Kun rolled his eyes.

Huang Kun hates Han Jue. When you hate a person, this person is simply uncomfortable everywhere in his body.

Now that Han Jue is about to sing, Huang Kun took the mobile phone in his hand, only revealing a camera, and quietly turned on the video recording function to shoot a video. plans to film Han Jue's singing, and then go home to pick and thorn second by second for this performance.

After Han Jue took the phone from the ice cube man's hand, he connected the phone to the stereo. But he didn't play it immediately, but called a staff member with his mobile phone, saying that he would watch him command later, and then press the play button when he wanted to press it. Han Jue himself was holding a guitar, tuning, and it looked like he was going to play the guitar live.

"The sample on the phone is only accompanied by piano, which is incomplete. That's how Han Jue explained to Zhang Yiman.

【Waste. Huang Kun scoffed, thinking that Han Jue was pretending to be very good, so he knew how to pretend.

But Zhang Yiman unexpectedly [wow~~] said, saying that her uncle was the most powerful, and she was looking forward to it.

Han Jue tuned the guitar and stood in front of the microphone stand, bowing his head and brewing.

The audience was silent.

Everyone waited quietly for Han Jue to sing this unpublished work, and only the cameraman was wandering around the stage.

Han Jue pondered for five seconds, then opened his eyes and plucked the guitar.

A burst of music, high and low, far and near, and staggered, like a spring breeze, fills the entire bar.

In a gap, Han Jue nodded to the staff on the side. The staff was instructed to nervously click play on Han Jue's mobile phone. In the next second, a crisp piano sound sounded in the stereo.

The piano is the accompaniment theme and the guitar is the foil. The guitar is just the right embellishment, which makes the whole accompaniment fuller.

Everyone watched Han Jue play the guitar casually, which was equivalent to watching Han Jue make and arrange music on the spot, and still cooperate with themselves. If they are well prepared, everyone fully believes that Han Jue can really complete the work of a band by himself.

But now, everyone present has no time to think about anything else, just waiting for Han Jue's next singing.

After a pause in accompaniment, Han Jue spoke:

【

The wind is still blowing tonight, and I think of you so gently

It's extra easy to have your days

It's not that it's without a trace, it's just that I want you too strong

How can you dream all the time

......

】

In the music industry, the timbre of the sound is divided into high and low.

Some sounds are music when they are taken out of the studio, some sounds are a pleasure to listen to, and some sounds are good enough to be used to test the performance of speakers or headphones.

Whether Han Jue's voice measured the performance of the sound, the people at the scene did not know. But the moment Han Jue sang the lyrics, everyone only felt that their spine was being touched by an invisible hand.

Han Jue's mid-bass voice is like a gentle spring breeze, massaging everyone's auditory senses.

While everyone was paying attention to Han Jue's voice, Zhang Yiman paid attention to others.

The lyrics that are straight to the point, the mood of honesty in the lyrics. What's more, Han Jue likes it unabashedly. This is simply going to melt Zhang Yiman's singing.

Han Jue occasionally clicked a few guitars to integrate into the accompaniment, and while looking into Zhang Yiman's eyes, he sang lyrics like "Dream You" to her with a smile.

Han Jue didn't flatter or make any small moves, he just looked at Zhang Yiman while singing, that's all, but Zhang Yiman felt that he had never been so shy in his life. But she was reluctant to deviate from her sight, so Zhang Yiman held her hot face and stared at Han Jue without blinking.

This is a love song written by Han Jue for her, and she understands directly that every sentence from beginning to end is confessing.

This made Zhang Yiman extremely intoxicated. The whole person felt like they were going to float.

【

With you on the road of love, I am not lonely

You've been so nice to me, this time it's really different

Maybe I should be good and take you to your possession

It's like you've been waiting for me

......

】

Han Jue's vocal range is unusually wide, the low energy sinks, the high energy rises to the sky, there are almost no weaknesses, and it is also very recognizable.

The congenital conditions are no less good than Zhang Yiman. It's no wonder that some people think that they are incomparably right with each other in terms of appearance, talent, and talent.

Huang Kun has also listened to Han Jue's songs in the United States, and in Huang Kun's opinion, there are advantages and disadvantages.

Han Jue's stage appeal is there, and his emotions are in place, but his singing skills can't be said to be good, because there are no details. It is a waste of talent to be able to put it away or not, and to walk the rivers and lakes completely by the flesh, and it is also impetuous, eager for quick success, and low IQ...... (omitting ninety-seven bad adjectives).

Unexpectedly, when I heard it this time, Han Jue's singing skills went to the next level, there were real emotions in his voice, and there were many more interesting details.

Huang Kun felt that it was probably not so easy to pick Han Jue's thorn.

【

Dear one, dear lover

Thank you for spending so much time with me

Dear one, dear lover

It was the most exciting time of my life

It was the most exciting time of my life

】

After Han Jue sang the whole song, he was always in a leisurely, comfortable, not deliberately affectionate, and not greasy.

His calm singing has a kind of unassuming beauty.

The tune of the whole song is relatively smooth, without too many obvious changes in high and low, and it feels peaceful and gentle from beginning to end.

The song is full of love, not the aggressive love of the public, but the love that flows softly and soothingly like a quiet stream.

Without showing off proudly in advance, and without a solemn announcement, Han Jue quietly came up with a classic song in a variety show and a bar.

Although the people present are variety artists, and the staff at the bar have nothing to do with the music, this does not prevent them from distinguishing a good song.

"Whoa!! whoa~" Everyone unanimously gave a round of applause to Han Jue, who bowed on the stage.

Some people are admiring and think that the program team chose Han Jue and thought it was a failure at first, but now it seems that this song alone is worth it.

Some people are reminiscing, still indulging in the tenderness of the song and not coming out, wanting to listen to it again, but not daring to ask for it.

And some people regret it.

"Zishang, brother, please do something for you!" After Huang Jin finished applauding, he pulled Zhang Zishang and said, "Let's change the producer!"

Of course, this is funny, but after Zhang Zishang listened to Han Jue's singing, his self-confidence was also very inflated, and he ran directly in front of Han Jue to protect Han Jue, shouting: "Get close to Teacher Han, step over my corpse first!"

"Oops. Then Zhang Zishang was pushed away by Zhang Yiman's hand.

"Uncle~" Zhang Yiman threw himself into Han Jue's arms head-on, and the whole person hung on Han Jue's body.

"Do you like this song?" Han Jue asked Zhang Yiman.

"I like it, I like it!" Zhang Yiman was very happy, his voice was full of happiness, "A hundred likes, a thousand likes, ten thousand likes, a million likes, a million likes......"

"Why did you skip 100,000 likes?"

"Because there are so many, I occasionally count wrong...... 100 million and 100,000 likes!Hehe, I'll make it up~" Zhang Yiman felt so smart.

"When are you going to sing this song to me? "Han Jue

"Then you teach me~"

"Of course," Han Jue said strangely, "I don't teach you to use it directly, it's illegal." ”

"Uncle, you hate it!" Zhang Yiman punched Han Jue.

Han Jue pretended to be in pain and coughed non-stop, but in exchange for more Zhang Yimanai's iron fist.

All this was seen by Huang Kun in the corner.

Huang Kun's mood is very complicated now.

originally wanted to listen to Zhang Yiman's scene, but I ended up listening to Han Jue's scene. originally planned to black a wave of Han Jue, but was moved by Han Jue's singing.

Hearing a good song, and it was something he hadn't heard before, was a very pleasant thing for music critics, but because the object was Han Jue, the person he had been persistently hating, Huang Kun was confused. Reason and emotion are at war.

Huang Kun listened to Han Jue's song, watched the interaction between Han Jue and Zhang Yiman, listened to their conversation, and was faintly shaken in his heart for the opinion that [Han Jue is using Zhang Yiman].

Voices can't deceive.

Han Jue's singing voice is like this, and so is Han Jue's tone.

Huang Kun also thought that Han Jue's liking for Zhang Yiman was acting, but in the end, Huang Kun really failed to convince himself.

[If they really like ......] Huang Kun was in a trance, feeling that he was the old-fashioned old man who opposed having a lover together in the TV series.

"Alas. Huang Kun sighed slowly, very melancholy.

At this time, a hand suddenly touched his shoulder, and gently patted his shoulder, as if to comfort him.

Huang Kun was very moved, if he hadn't suddenly thought of his situation, he would probably have said something profound to this person and sighed about life.

[Huh?] Huang Kun is strange, where did the person come from to comfort him?

When Huang Kun stiffened his neck and turned his head and saw the ice cube man, his whole body was almost gone.

"How's the video going?" The ice cube man's eyes were emotionless, and his tone was calm and unwavering.

If it weren't for the hand that was originally on his shoulder and slowly moved to his neck, Huang Kun would still be going to pretend to be stupid for a while.

"Shoot ...... It's good......" Huang Kun's strong body shrugged his shoulders and looked pitiful. Because of the tension of the vocal cords, the sound produced becomes thinner, which forms a strong contrast with the dense beard. It feels like something is wrong.

If you face this scene in a different way, you are guaranteed to laugh out loud. But Huang Kun knew that this ice cube man would never laugh.

No matter how funny things are, no matter how funny the jokes are, they won't make the man in front of him laugh. Huang Kun couldn't be more sure.

Because voices can't deceive people.

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Note: "Intimate Lover" - Anita Mui

The accompaniment of this article is the [Wang Ruolin] version.