Zhang Zishang has any psychological shadow on nursery rhymes, Han Jue is not interested in it at all.

Han Jue moved the chair back slightly, spread out the folder on the screen in front of Zhang Zishang, showed Zhang Zishang a look, and said, "Then you are going to choose now, for you, the singing skills are not so high, such as the song I wrote just now." I still have to choose a few other songs, the rhythm is not fast, the atmosphere is relaxed, but the singing skills are demanding. These songs are here, you can choose them yourself. ”

Zhang Zishang inhaled the cold air and leaned forward, looking at the screen in pain. As sweet as this pain may seem, it is still pain.

Teacher Han...... Is there nothing else to do with that?" Zhang Zishang laughed dryly, begging shamelessly to have more options.

"What?" Han Jue raised his eyebrows.

"I just looked, isn't your folder [average difficulty]?" Zhang Zishang tried to pretend to be honest, "Then there should be [easy difficulty]." Why don't we take a look at the [Difficulty] first?"

Han Jue didn't say anything when he heard this, but just stepped back the [Suitable for Zhang Zishang] folder with a smile, and retreated to [Average Difficulty]. And then take a step back.

Zhang Zishang leaned over to look and saw the four categories of [average difficulty], [a little difficult], [very difficult], and [can't sing].

"Ah......" Zhang Zishang blinked his eyes, a little shocked.

But Zhang Zishang is very good at doing shows, and after his heart was stuffed for a second, he pointed to the screen in order to fight for the camera, and said with an exaggerated expression: "The songs like that just now are just [average difficulty]?! Oh my God! Teacher Han, can you let me listen to the songs in this [very difficult]?"

"No, you can't. ”

"......" Zhang Zishang's fingers slid roundly, and his smile remained unchanged, "What about [a little difficult]?"

"No, you can't. In order to prevent Zhang Zishang from continuing to ask what song was in [Can't Sing], Han Jue rushed to Zhang Zishang before he opened his mouth and said: "[Can't sing] can't either." ”

Zhang Zishang turned the words in his mouth for a while, and finally could only swallow them back in his stomach.

But this has no show effect, so Zhang Zishang followed the example of Huang Jin and Luo Peiqi when they did the show, and wanted to hug Han Jue's thighs.

But when Zhang Zishang opened his hands and was about to pounce over, as soon as he looked up, he saw Han Jue's calm and disgusted eyes. Zhang Zishang came to his senses in an instant, and realized that he had committed the habit of getting carried away in front of the big devil again, so he obediently sat back on the bench, his knees together, and his hands rested on his knees peacefully.

"Young people, don't be too ambitious. Han Jueda double-clicked back to [suitable for Zhang Zishang], and said to Zhang Zishang: "Hurry up and choose one, I'll have a good meal when I'm done." ”

Zhang Zishang nodded obediently, obediently entangled.

Han Jue saw that Zhang Zishang had been entangled, so he kicked his feet and slid to the side, giving way to Zhang Zishang to listen to the dozen or so songs repeatedly, and then make a decision after listening.

Zhang Zishang sat in front of the computer with half a cry and a half smile, and listened to one song after another.

These songs are still rough [samples], but whether it is lyrics, arrangement, or singing, the degree of completion is unexpectedly high, and it can almost be listened to as a 1.0 version.

They didn't know that this was what Han Jue sang to himself in the past, so even if it was a [small sample], he took it very seriously.

Zhang Zishang listened to one music after another, a smirk appeared on his face for a while, and his face looked painful and tangled for a while, not deliberately funny but very funny.

also listened to all the dozen songs, as well as the relevant staff downstairs such as the director and screenwriter.

[Tut-tut, generous, it's really extravagant. The choreographer can already predict in his heart that when these clips are broadcast today, whether they are in the industry or outside the industry, they will pay considerable attention to Han Jue.

The choreographer sighed slightly. She voted [not recommended] at the meeting of the director team to discuss [whether to invite Han Jue to participate in the concert special], the reason is that she thinks that Han Jue is not competitive enough compared with other musicians (except for Zhang Yiman, Zhang Yiman is backed by the entire [Aidu] and cannot be compared). Now seeing Han Jue's "generous", good songs are put out one by one like selling cabbage for others to choose, and the choreographer has to admire the director's vision. At the same time, I also admired Zhang Zishang's luck and Han Jue's talent.

Compared with other people, Xiao Zhou had already prepared for Han Jue's [high yield] and "high quality" creations, not only did he not react on his face, but he also felt that these people had never seen the world.

Instead, Guan Yi stood in the corner again and began to observe the others quietly.

He saw that among the crowd present, the most shocked people belonged to [Blue Whale Entertainment], especially the [Miracle Boy] agent who knew Han Jue's past.

Seeing Han Jue release one good song after another before, his mood was already quite complicated. Seeing Han Jue write a song again is as simple as eating and drinking. This agent doesn't know what else to sigh about except for lamenting the impermanence of the world.

In the production room, Zhang Zishang has listened to all the songs, but he has never decided which one to sing.

At first, he half-heartedly wanted to listen to all the songs before making a decision, but when he actually listened to them, he found that he liked them all!

In the face of these dozen high-quality songs, Zhang Zishang felt that even if he was the king and queen, he might not be able to enjoy the treatment he is now.

[Even if it's Teacher Zhang, I'm afraid it's just this treatment!] Zhang Zishang is very inflated, comparing Zhang Yiman with himself.

[I knew that I had let Mr. Han operate it all at the beginning......] Zhang Zishang became more and more uncomfortable. Which one he wants to sing, which one he is reluctant to miss.

Han Jue asked the cameraman if he wanted to take a break, and the cameraman smiled and shook his head and declined. Then Han Jue went to the kitchen, and while grinding another cup of coffee for himself, he also added new tea to Zhang Zishang.

When he came back, Han Jue saw that Zhang Zishang was still struggling.

Human beings are creatures that are always difficult to choose by their own strength.

Han Jue took a sip of coffee, and then stopped Zhang Zishang, who was about to fall into anxiety, in a gap between music switches.

"Stop. Han Jue put down the coffee and patted Zhang Zishang on the shoulder.

Zhang Zishang exhaled a long breath and turned his head to look at Han Jue.

Han Jue said: "It's not a way for you to pick it up like this, turn down the sound of the music, let's talk." ”

[Let's talk] is more relaxed than [Let's talk] makes Zhang Zishang relaxed.

Zhang Zishang turned down the music and used it as background music. Then he turned his body in a direction and sat opposite Han Jue.

The deep space, the background music, although it is two men, is also suitable for talking about something deep.

Han Jue said: "Do you still remember, what purpose do you hope to achieve after singing this [concert special]? ”

"Yes. Zhang Zishang nodded. He can still remember the [request] he came up with on the spot at that time.

Zhang Zishang recalled it a little, then gestured with his hands and said: "I want to leave a deeper impression on the audience after singing." ”

Han Jue said "um", and then asked, "Why do you want to make an impression on the audience?"

"Because ......" Zhang Zishang frowned, pursed his lips and hesitated.

Han Jue held the coffee cup and drank it quietly, without urging.

Zhang Zishang hesitated for a moment and said, "Because I don't want to be seen as an idol all the time......"

"I'm not raising the bar, I'm just curious, isn't it good to be an idol artist? If you don't want to be an idol artist, why don't you become an actor or a variety artist in the first place?"

"It's not that being an idol is bad, it's just ......" Zhang Zishang tried his best to say something, but in the end, a thousand words were summed up: "It's just that I don't want to be treated as a label." I want to be myself. ”

"[Self]," Han Jue nodded, not sneering at Zhang Zishang, but chewed these two words and asked, "What is your self?"

"It's about living like yourself. ”

"How do you know if you're what others want you to be?"

Zhang Zishang opened his mouth slightly, unable to speak.

Han Jue continued: "You can't have the [self] thing because everyone else is talking about it, so you feel that you have to have it too. Not everyone has the ego. By saying this, I am not belittling those who seek ego. But if you want to live your self, you need to express something, and this thing has to be concrete. ”

"But you don't have anything to express right now, and it makes me hard to believe that you really want to show yourself. Han Jue's last sentence directly made Zhang Zishang's brain blank.

Zhang Zishang was very uncomfortable when he heard it, and wanted to refute Han Jue's words with his will, but after thinking about it, he couldn't refute it.

"If you can't pick it out now, that's okay. We're definitely moving faster than the other groups, so we just have to pick them out before we go into the studio to record the songs. ”

Han Jue said,

"Since you don't trust your instincts anymore, don't force your choice. When you go back today, you can think carefully about what effect you want to achieve after singing. If you still want to show your self, then you have to think about what your self is really like, what you really want to pursue. I'm more than welcome to come and punch me in the face next time. But it's okay if you can't think of it, don't force it, you still have a long time to think about it. If you don't show yourself, you have a chance to share a song, which song you want to share with the audience on stage. Go back and think about it. ”

Zhang Zishang was silent for a long time before nodding.

"It's three o'clock," Han Jue looked at his watch, no wonder he felt hungry. Then Han Jue asked Zhang Zishang according to his hospitality habits, "Have you eaten?"

"Huh?" Zhang Zishang didn't react.

"Did you eat before you came?"

"Haven't eaten yet. Zhang Zishang hurriedly replied.

"Then I'm going to cook, are you going to eat here, or are you going to eat with your agent?" Han Jue put the cat on the ground and cleaned up the coffee cups on the table.

Zhang Zishang was stunned for two seconds with his head blank, and then said with a ghostly gesture: "That...... It's troublesome for Mr. Han. ”

"Okay," Han Jue nodded and walked out, "Fried rice, can you eat it?"

"Yes, yes. ”

......

......

When Zhang Zishang came out of the "Demon Cave" unharmed, looking at the empty elevator and corridor, he was completely less terrifying.

I don't know if this has something to do with the warm color of the afternoon sun.

The agent came out at this time and said, "Look. ”

Zhang Zishang looked puzzled, and he didn't know what the agent asked him to see.

"After I came, Han Jue wouldn't dare to bully you anymore, right?" The agent's thin body carried a thick face.

Zhang Zishang rolled his eyes, not wanting to talk to this brazen person.

After Zhang Zishang and his agent said goodbye to the director, they got into the car back to the dormitory.

"How about fried rice? I see that you have eaten a lot, is it really delicious or is it the effect of the show?"

"It's not. Zhang Zishang rubbed his belly: "I'm too hungry." ”

After the agent made a joke, he asked tentatively, "What did Han Jue say in the end?"

Zhang Zishang looked out the window, fell into deep thought, and said in a light tone: "Teacher Han asked me to go back and think about what I want to sing......

"It's okay, the company will also discuss it and help you refer to it," the agent glanced at Zhang Zishang with his spare eyes, "Did Han Jue copy those songs to you?"

Zhang Zishang's eyes froze.

His gaze didn't move as he looked out the window.

"No, the song that Mr. Han said I can't forget the most is my favorite. Sing it when the time comes. Zhang Zishang said.

The agent sitting in front nodded and diverted the subject. Zhang Zishang answered the call without a match.

The agent suddenly asked, "By the way, how much do you remember those tunes?"

Zhang Zishang lowered his eyes and said, "I don't remember much, just look at the lyrics." ”

"That's right. ”

"Well," Zhang Zishang turned his head sideways, looked at the rolling clouds in the sky, and said, "The lyrics of Mr. Han's songs are very good, so I ...... them."

Zhang Zishang said and suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" the broker asked, looking back.

Zhang Zishang reacted very quickly, shook his head, and said, "I forgot to ask the director just now when the next recording will be." ”

"I think I'll record it in a few days. You and Han Jue's group recorded this episode quite late, so it's relatively close to the next gathering and recording......"

The agent said to himself on the other end, but Zhang Zishang was experiencing what he suddenly thought of just now.

He suddenly realized just now that since he got in the car, he had been calling Han Jue [Teacher Han].

【Teacher Han?】

Zhang Zishang looked at the scenery flashing outside the window, recalling the dream in the early morning, and Han Jue who had just seen and felt.

[It's obviously the big devil who came......]