Note: "Olive Tree" - Qi Yu

Stefanie Sun's version is also very good.

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Yan Hai's concern was very beautiful, but Han Jue still rejected Yan Hai's kindness.

"Why?" Yan Hai was stunned, he didn't expect that the killer plan would fail if he came out.

"Because time is running out for me. Han Jue sighed, as if he had a lofty goal unfinished, and he had to work harder.

Yan Hai almost wanted to ask in detail, but it was not polite to ask about privacy after all. In the end, he just searched sideways, how to make Han Jue's heart move.

Yan Hai said that propaganda resources were dumped on Han Jue, and Han Jue said that there was no need for that. Yan Hai promised Han Jue to be the host, and Han Jue sneered. Yan Hai said that if there is a newcomer in Han Jue's studio in the future, he can push "Singer" internally, Han Jue stopped, and asked rhetorically, isn't it not certain that there will be "Singer" next year, why dare you be sure that "Singer" will still be in the future?

For a moment, Yan Hai wanted to jump into the river with Han Jue and die together.

Linlin asked Xiao Zhou, "What is the time left for the boss?" She thought of very pessimistic things for a moment, such as illness and life and death.

"You came at the beginning of the year, so you didn't know about it. Xiao Zhou said that this kind of thing will be repeated at the end of every year. He solemnly took out his mobile phone, clicked on the [Vine] software to find Han Jue's account, and after some calculations, he found that there were only 63 new [Movies Already Watched] and only 37 [Books Read] from last year's data. Putting down the phone, he said heavily: "In the next month, there will be a tough battle to be fought." ”

When I turned my head, Linlin was gone.

Han Jue and his entourage came to the restaurant where they met Gu Yu, who was already waiting inside and ordered the dishes in advance.

Gu Yu knows Yan Hai, not to mention Yan Hai's connections in the circle, just talking about popularity, when the ranking of "Singer" is announced after the competition, the fast-talking Yan Hai is always the most popular, and he is even more famous than the artist in a few seasons. Gu Yu didn't expect to see Yan Hai here at this time, and greeted him in surprise.

Yan Hai held Gu Yu's hand and exchanged business greetings with Gu Yu.

After going around, Gu Yu asked the reason why Yan Hai appeared next to Han Jue today: "This is to invite Director Han to the show?"

Yan Hai smiled and said vaguely: "Keep it secret!"

Gu Yu really smiled, said, "I understand, I understand, I understand", and then changed the topic.

Yan Hai smiled innocently. This is his new way to break the game. As the chief director of "Singer", he still has some recognition rate, if he frequently appears next to Han Jue, after insiders and outsiders see it, they will definitely know that he is inviting Han Jue to participate in "Singer". And in this way, everyone must be looking forward to it. And these expectations may be able to disintegrate Han Jue's stubbornness and finally loosen up and reach cooperation.

"I just turned him down. Han Jue ruthlessly dispelled Gu Yu's misunderstanding like a cloud.

Yan Hai drank the milk sullenly, trying to add psychological hints to Han Jue.

"I see. Gu Yu looked at Yan Hai, then understood something, and laughed slowly. He knew that Han Jue wouldn't care about other people's eyes and voices after making a decision, so Yan Hai's strategy was destined to not work.

The dish came up quickly. Han Jue asked Gu Yu with the dishes, "How are you preparing for the role?" He asked about the characters of "Black Mirror". To a certain extent, insiders' analysis of him is right, if the actors who have been used are handy, Han Jue will continue to use them again.

"Ready. Gu Yu replied.

Han Jue nodded: "Then prepare it, you can shoot it in a while." ”

"Good. ”

Such an important matter as filming and acting should have been discussed in detail for a long time, but they settled it down with a few casual words and quickly passed by. What really makes them talk at length is other trivial things.

"Those books have arrived, but there are too many comic books, will there be a problem?" Gu Yu asked Han Jue with a frown.

Han Jue glared at Gu Yu and argued: "Don't look down on comics! Comic books are easy to read, and the values of friendship, justice, and blood in them can affect a lifetime." ”

Xiao Zhou nodded again and again, saying that he had read a girl's love comic when he was a child, and the impact was really great, until now he felt that falling in love was too troublesome and complicated.

Only Yan Hai at the dinner table couldn't understand the topic everyone was talking about, what music teacher changed again, what potato ghost really became an Internet celebrity, and he could subsidize the family, but he was almost banned after dancing an elephant dance last time.

But he quickly understood.

After the meal, Han Jue had no intention of visiting Wucheng, but was going to go to a place with Gu Yu. Yan Hai unswervingly relied on Han Jue's side, looking like he was going to follow to the ends of the earth. Han Jue saw that he couldn't get rid of Yanhai, so he took him with him, just reminding him not to publicize the matter. Yan Hai agreed, but he was still a little nervous, thinking that he was about to see Han Jue's unknown dark side.

On the way, they first went to the vegetable market and bought a lot of meat and food, and then went to the cake shop and bought a few large cakes. Then, the car swayed to a remote town, and finally stopped in front of a welfare home.

As soon as the car stopped, before Han Jue and Gu Yu got out of the car, they saw a bunch of children rushing out, laughing, running, hugging the two of them, competing to hang on to them.

"Teacher Han, happy birthday~~!" the children opened their voices and shouted together in a long voice. Apparently rehearsed for a long time. The dean and staff clapped and smiled.

Han Jue laughed, bent down to pick up the potato imp who was dancing unsightly, and smiled and beckoned the children to eat cake together.

The children cheered and walked around Han Jue to the courtyard.

Yan Hai looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly understood that he had missed something. What kind of dark side is this, it is clearly a respectable side.

He knows a lot of celebrities who are silently doing public welfare and charity, but there are really not many who are willing to give time to practice it. The time of celebrities can be converted into money. With Han Jue's familiarity here, and then looking at the wall paintings, the rough graffiti portraits on them can vaguely recognize Han Jue as one of them, and even Han Jue's two assistants are so familiar with playing with the children, Yan Hai really can't guess how many times Han Jue has been here and how much time he has spent with the children.

It was just time for a snack in the afternoon, and Han Jue planned to cut the cake and distribute it to the children, but the children insisted on singing birthday songs to him. Han Jue couldn't stand it, so he could only close the curtains and light the candles.

Yan Hai couldn't help but take pictures of the picture in front of him with his mobile phone.

After blowing out the candles, a child with a head shaped like a potato asked Han Jue what he had made a wish, Han Jue didn't say, the potato imp shouted that it must be related to Teacher Zhang, Han Jue was annoyed and angry, grabbed the potato imp and put it on his lap and slapped his buttocks, and the children laughed while eating the cake, as happy as watching the sketch.

After eating the cake, Han Jue had to take music lessons as usual. He teaches guitar lessons, and the children get ready for class with a small guitar early. Han Jue taught very seriously, and the children also learned seriously. They didn't know how much Han Jue's class was worth or not, they just loved the house and Wu, and they didn't want to disappoint their beloved Teacher Han. So after a class time, Han Jue was very satisfied with the teaching effect, and after announcing the end of class, the children unsurprisingly pestered Han Jue and said that they wanted to listen to the song. The dean and other teachers also quietly touched over, obviously looking forward to the next program.

Han Jue picked up the guitar without resistance, picked up the guitar in the anticipation of children, plucked it a few times at will, and then casually sang a new song that was unheard of by the outside world. Yan Hai suddenly felt a trace of absurdity in his heart, he tried every possible way to make Han Jue sing, give him a big stage, and promise him to sing new songs and sing his own songs, but Han Jue was always lacking in interest and refused to nod.

However, looking at the bright smile on Han Jue's face that was not lost at the concert at all, Yan Hai's sense of absurdity turned to himself. It turns out that Han Jue is not picky about the audience, and he has no ambition for the stage, and he is even more indifferent to fame and fortune. Yan Hai faintly understood Han Jue's intention in bringing him here. "It's actually a joke to seduce me with fame and fortune," which is probably what it means. He quietly became annoyed, blaming himself for thinking too vulgarly about Han Jue, no wonder he couldn't be tempted.

But these songs in front of me are really good. Yan Hai held his mobile phone and recorded the video while secretly sad.

"Guidance. Guan Yi didn't know when he appeared by Yan Hai's side and reminded him in a low voice. Guan Yi didn't say a specific hint, but Yan Hai knew that Guan Yi was reminding him not to video.

"I listen to it when I'm alone, and I never spread it. Yan Hai pleaded.

In the face of the coquettishness of the middle-aged man, Guan Yi was indifferent.

Yan Hai was really reluctant to delete it, so he only delayed the time: "I'll ask Han Jue later, and if he asks me to delete it, I'll delete it." ”

Guan Yi thought about it and finally nodded. Although he nodded and said that he would talk about it later, he kept sitting on the edge of the sea for fear that he would take the opportunity to back it up or send it to someone else.

Yan Hai could only endure the sense of presence and pressure beside him that could not be ignored, and continued to listen to Han Jue's singing greedily.

After a few songs, Han Jue put down the guitar and asked everyone, "What else do you want to hear?"

The children scrambled to order the song, and the scene was noisy, and finally someone shouted "Olive Tree!" and then everyone's opinions suddenly unified, and they all said that they wanted to listen to "Olive Tree".

The information on it says that the olive tree is a long-lived tree species with strong growth ability, and the Mediterranean region has given the olive tree a lot of meaning, which is the "holy tree", "the tree of life", "the tree of peace and health", and "the king of ten thousand trees...... Yan Hai thought about it and found that among the so many songs he had heard, he had hardly heard works with the image of olive trees, and he didn't know how Han Jue planned to sing them.

Han Jue raised his hand to signal quiet, agreed to the children's request, and picked up the guitar again.

The guitar sounded softly for a while, and Han Jue sang leisurely:

[Don't ask me where I'm from, my hometown is far away

Why wander, wander far away, wander ......]

The strings were repeated with a few notes, as if they were echoes in the heavens and the earth.

After a little taste, he heard that this was the Doria tune, that is, the church tune, a kind of religious-like divinity spontaneously emerged, hitting the depths of the soul.

Han Jue's singing skills are not hard here, he just sings leisurely, but his emotions are naturally very full.

His mind rises and falls with the notes and songs, drifting to the picture painted by the melody and lyrics—an olive tree with a twisted trunk struggling to grow upwards, alone in the cracked earth. Heaven and earth are vast, but they are trapped here and have nowhere to go.

He looked carefully at the silent children around him, they were still young, and they could not understand the sorrow for their roots and the confusion of self-knowledge in this song. But the essence of music is sound, and when children listen to music and singing, their faces are unconsciously infected, and their expressions begin to be sad or panicked.

Fortunately, Han Jue's purpose in singing this song was not to block the children's hearts, otherwise he would not have sung this song.

Yan Hai was worried when he heard the next paragraph.

[For the birds that fly in the sky.]

For a creek that flows lightly in the mountains

For the sake of the wide steppe

Wandering far away, wandering

And also, for the olive tree of dreams, the olive tree

Don't ask me where I'm from, my hometown is far away]

At the beginning of this paragraph, Han Jue's tone began to be less floating.

With the lyrics, Han Jue sang about the birds, and Yan Hai was like hearing the birds, and when he sang to the mountain stream, Yan Hai felt the coolness of the stream. Yan Hai listened quietly and watched quietly, and he saw the children's brows, at the end of the sentence of the emotional outburst, suddenly relaxed.

The confusion in the original song suddenly opened up later, no longer depressed, no longer sentimental alone, and everything in the world was slowly spreading out in front of me.

Judging from Yan Hai's experience in doing music programs, this "Olive Tree" is completely a classic that can last forever even if it is washed by time in every way. He felt that there were still many parts that could be filled in the song, such as adding an ocarina to add desolation, and adding an organ to highlight the background color of the times...... But looking at this situation, and thinking about it again, Yan Hai felt that in fact, Han Jue's clean voice made everything very good and full.

At the end of the song, Han Jue put down the guitar and told the children:

"Today, I will be officially thirty years old. When I say this, I don't mean that you should be at the age of 30, but I want to tell you that I have taken many detours in the past 30 years, and I hope you will not take those detours. ”

"For example, I learned very late that my family members are not necessarily related by blood, so I was called a writer. It is the heart that accompanies each other, understands each other, trusts each other, and gives to each other that makes family members become family. ”

"I didn't have a family before, but now I have one. ”

Han Jue said this, and his face slowly smiled.

Looking at the children in front of them who were confused, determined, and at a loss, Han Jue finally said, "Don't be in a hurry to understand right away." You live well, grow up healthy and healthy, live tenaciously like an olive tree, and then you will have your own family, just like I am now. ”

"Okay, it's almost time, I'm going to see my family now. That's all for today's lesson, and it's over. ”

......

......

Sister Qin's car was already waiting at the door.

"Dad, I'm leaving!" Zhang Yiman ran down from upstairs.

Zhang Yaohui knew what day it was, and he couldn't stop it, so he could only stare at his daughter, who had been picking out clothes since the afternoon, and said in a muffled voice: "Come back early in the evening!"

"Ahh

"I said, ...... early in the evening"

"Bang!" the door slammed shut.

Ordinary people are blocked like this, and they must give up talking, Zhang Yaohui is not an ordinary person. Zhang Yaohui sneered, got up from the sofa, ran to open the door unrelentingly, chased him to the yard with his slippers, and shouted to the girl who hadn't gotten into the car yet: "I said, come back early in the evening!"

"It's too far! I can't hear it!" Zhang Yiman shouted this sentence loudly like a mountain song, and happily got into Sister Qin's car. Looking at the movements, it seems that she is still urging Sister Qin to hurry up.

Zhang Yaohui ran to the street, looking at the car weakly, embarrassed like the protagonist in the movie who is not in a hurry to rescue. Zhang Yaohui took out his mobile phone and seemed to call someone, but he was suddenly hit by something from behind: "Hmm......"

Zhang Yaohui fell to the ground, fortunately on the lawn of the yard. When he raised his head, he saw Zhang San stop in front of him, with a sneering face. Then without waiting for Zhang Yaohui to grit his teeth, he hurriedly put it away.

"This dead dog!" Zhang Yaohui got up from the ground in anger, chasing Zhang San to teach it a lesson, but he couldn't catch up with the dog after running for a long time.

Zhang Yaohui gave up. He held his knees and panted, and waved his hand weakly to Zhang San: "Let's go, let's go! Move away quickly! You can live your own life!"