(PS Author's words: I received your crusade, I'm really guilty of one change a day! I confess my guilt! But it's good to get to May Day! I plan not to go out on May Day, can't I lock myself up and code words? After I put it on the shelf, it's two changes a day...... ）

If she heard it right, her ex-boyfriend, who she judged to be untalented, wants to make a song?

Where did he get his confidence? Or was it a routine of the show? And to respond to those things on the Internet? Did he die fast enough?

Not only Weng Nanxi was stunned when he heard this plot, but the other people in the club were also frightened by Han Jue.

"Poof, he's going to make a song, and he's going to scold netizens?" a person sneered, amused by his own conjecture, and a big man laughed and trembled.

"Scolding netizens is suicide. It is possible that this song was arranged by the program team, you think about it, "There is Hip Hop" that can't be sung over there, everyone is wondering, let's sing a song here, then it is estimated that the ratings will rise a wave. There was a Sven man who analyzed rationally.

"I guess it's not scolding, otherwise Ai Du will definitely not agree to Zhang Yiman's involvement. ”

"Zhang Yiman is quite beautiful, and his strength is not bad, but it's a pity that he got together with Han Jue. ”

"It's a pity, her father Ai Du is the director, it could have been smooth sailing, tsk, luck is really not good enough. ”

In addition to the people in this room, the thousands of viewers who are watching this show outside are also curious about the development of this plot.

At the beginning, when I heard that the program team had launched an online violence against Han Jue on the Internet, I was surprised, and some viewers sneered and were very happy. Some viewers picked up the fragments of the festival on the ground and felt slightly ashamed. Of course, there are also fans of the show, who only care about making up their brains after hearing Han Juezhang Yiman's private interaction, and then they are happy.

Then, in the back, hearing that Han Jue was going to make a song in response, they had different reactions.

Han Hei applauded Han Jue's [suicidal recklessness]. was already thinking about how to belittle Han Jue's song, and then raised the bar to provoke thorns.

And a small number of Han Jue's fans are angry with Han Jue's misfortune. You said that you pretended to be an ostrich and didn't respond, it's been so long, why can't you suddenly hold back? I don't know if those people will become more and more energetic? Wouldn't it be nice to leave the job of scolding trolls to us?

Zhang Yiman's fans trembled, proud of the idol's righteousness, and at the same time didn't know if the idol was involved in Han Jue's affairs, whether it felt a little too iron. But they have to support idols as fans, so it's very tangled!

Fans of the show don't care so much, they just expect the plot to be interesting or not.

In the mood of the audience, who were either watching a good show or worried, the screen began to officially broadcast the process of Han Jue's official recording of songs.

In the picture, there is a long shot, showing the building of [Aidu Entertainment], and there are enough advertisements, and then the camera follows Han Jue and Zhang Yiman into the recording studio in the building.

The recording studio is particularly closed and impermeable to sunlight, and the inside is brightly lit. Inside, there were already thought producers and sound recordists and their assistants waiting. The producer was sent by Aidu to help. This producer is also a music singer-songwriter who used to be a little famous, but in recent years, he has been semi-retired more and more in the background, and he is still quite familiar to the audience.

However, Aidu's little abacus of pushing the boat down the river did not start, and the audience's attention is now only concerned about the song that Han Jue intends to make, and the familiar producer is regarded as a passer-by.

The producer was also an artist who had mixed in many variety shows in his early years, and he was familiar with the routines of the show, and after some introduction, he used a relaxed and cheerful tone to joke about Han Jue and Zhang Yiman.

However, how did Han Jue know that this producer used to be an artist, so in the face of the producer's ridicule, Han Jue was surprised, he looked at Zhang Yiman, and said with his eyes: [Your company is very good at fighting for your own shots behind the scenes. 】

Zhang Yiman was already embarrassed when he heard the producer joke, but when he saw Han Jue seeing it, he was even more embarrassed.

In the eyes of the audience and producers, it is shy, but in Han Jue's view, it is a shameful performance of "seeing a smile, seeing a smile" and "seeing people without a face".

Therefore, just when the producer wanted to continue to ridicule and increase the pink atmosphere, Han Jue stopped the producer who had no eyesight and gags in time, and said: "Let's start recording songs now." ”

Han Jue's non-compliance with the basic law of variety shows made the producer very puzzled, and before he could use his rich variety show experience to teach Han Jue, a junior who hit the street, a lesson, he saw Han Jue asking for a pen and paper by himself, leaning over and writing something.

"Now, Mr. Zhang, this is your part. Han Jue finished writing and handed the paper to Zhang Yiman.

When the people in the club saw this, they were all shocked: "Yo, it's better to write songs on the spot!"

The tone was full of banter, in exchange for laughter in the audience.

Han Hei shouted that they couldn't stand Han Jue's pretending behavior, and they laughed at him. At the same time, he also drove away the faint uneasiness in his heart, [the quality is definitely not much better], and laughed at Han Juelai on the Internet with peace of mind.

Then Han Jue came to the producer's side and discussed the production of the song, forcibly suppressing the producer's desire to be funny.

The cameraman approached Zhang Yiman and gave a close-up of the paper in Zhang Yiman's hand. Four regular lyrics, and a sentence on the side, "Have a sense of memory", are required to appear in the camera.

Zhang Yiman read the lyrics and began to practice softly.

At first glance, the lyrics are okay, however, a small number of them think about it and feel that something is weird.

After pondering and meditating, some of them finally realized that the words written on the paper just now were a sharp line of writing! Not to say that the line of writing is comparable to everyone else, but it is absolutely pleasing to the eye, and the handwriting on the diary exposed by Weite is completely different!

From Han Jue leaning over to write, to handing it to Zhang Yiman, to looking closer, there was no editing in the whole process, which can prove that those words were from Han Jue's hand.

Han Hei may not be aware of this, and they may not be willing to think about it. But Han Jue's fans stood up all of a sudden, as if they had broken through the layers of fog and found evidence that could prove that the diary was fabricated by Han Hei, their scalps were numb, and they couldn't help themselves with excitement.

The show continues.

After Han Jue entered the recording studio, he picked up the guitar and skillfully played a string of melodies, but it was very short, and there was no second time, so he walked out directly with the guitar. The producer thought he had something in mind, but Han Jue put the guitar down and said, "That's enough for the guitar part." ”

The producer had a question mark on his face, and all he was left with was Han Jue's back facing the computer for the next step.

The screen turned, and it turned to the producer going to [Little Black House] for an interview.

Program group subtitles: [What was your mood at the time?]

Producer: "(exhales) To be honest, I'm very upset and I want to kick him out, he doesn't make a song at all. Please help me, but my task is to explain to him what buttons and what functions. ”

Later, Han Jue personally explained to the audience why the producer had this idea.

[Not bad, not bad. Han Jue said with satisfaction with the accompaniment he had made with a synthesizer.

[Okay, it's over. Han Jue said to the friend who invited him to help play the saxophone, the other party looked at the score, only played it once, Han Jue said it, the other party insisted on doing it again, and Han Jue still didn't agree.

[OK, it's over.] Han Jue applauded and invited the producer out of the studio.

Han Jue's fans were embarrassed when they saw this. Boss, wouldn't that be a little too perfunctory?

Han Hei was already watching a joke.

"Oh, it's OK, it's still a foreign language, it's too forced. ”

Han stupidly screamed that he had given up on himself and couldn't get up. I just saw someone saying that they found evidence that the diary was not Han Jue, and their masters were all like this, and I don't know what those brain-dead fans are doing with so much fun. ”

“......”

in the club.

Li Zebin shook his head and said: "I thought that the program team prepared a song, and then asked Ai Du to help make it, and finally the work was pasted on Han Jue and them." Now it seems, huh. ”

"Maybe it was like this, but Han Jue didn't follow the process, eh, look at it! That producer's face, do you want to eat people, hahahaha. "There is humanity.

Everyone looked at the producer's expression carefully, and sure enough, he was embarrassed but did not have a seizure because he was in front of the camera.

Li Zebin smiled, thinking in his heart that this was Han Jue's last position, and through this joke-like production of songs, would the program team drive Han Jue out of the car.

He turned his head and caught a glimpse of Weng Nanxi smiling absentmindedly, so he smiled and asked what was wrong with his eyes.

Weng Nanxi felt the gaze from beside her, she shook her head, and said with a forced smile: "It's nothing. ”

In fact, she also wanted to laugh happily, she also felt that what Han Jue was doing was nothing more than a large-scale comedy performance.

However, looking at Han Jue's fingers silently rhythmizing in the air on the screen, looking intently at the computer, she vaguely felt that her feelings didn't seem to be so accurate.

Han Jue's appearance was something she had never seen before. It just felt strange.

If Han Jue had a confident look, revealing [You are all wrong, only I am right], and then waiting to scare everyone, she would not feel panicked at all.

Because of the countless facts, in the end, it was all proved that those who were just Han Jue's Yelang were arrogant, and they just felt good about themselves.

The only thing I see now, down-to-earth, clear goals, clear knowledge of what I want, and methodical appearance, makes Weng Nanxi panic.

She smoothed her long hair around her ears and behaved gracefully, trying to soothe the panic inside.

[I don't know about him? I can't do anything. She could only convince herself over and over again.

"Teacher Zhang, how are you preparing?" Han Jue said to Zhang Yiman, who was sitting in the corner.

Zhang Yiman brushed the hair that fell in front of his forehead behind his ears, and he no longer had the lively and active appearance before. She stood up and didn't speak, just nodded to Han Jue.

"Then let's get started. Han Jue said with a smile.

Zhang Yiman took the piece of paper, entered the recording studio, put on headphones, looked at Han Jue outside the glass, and nodded.

The program team placed a camera in the recording studio, and this camera was facing Zhang Yiman at this time. Zhang Yiman in front of the camera held the headphones in his hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and the atmosphere of a sophisticated professional singer came through the camera, covering the entire recording studio, amazed the audience.

Under the signal of Han Jue, the producer pressed the button, and the music that was played synchronously with Zhang Yiman's headphones floated in the recording studio. The melody of the guitar and piano is ringing in front of the TVs and computers in thousands of households.

Zhang Yiman in the recording studio, close to the microphone, closed his eyes and shook his body slightly, and sang in a "vicissitudes" voice that did not fit his young face:

[Like a drizzle, it fell on the bottom of my heart.]

It felt so mysterious

I can't help but look up at you

And you, without a trace]

Sorrow turns into a soft rain that soaks the hearts of the listeners through the ears.

Whether it is Han Hei who watches jokes, or fans who have no confidence, after hearing Zhang Yiman's singing sound in the music, they suddenly lost their breath and couldn't say anything, they could only follow their instincts, attracted by the singing, looked at the elf-like singer, and listened freely.

In the club, one second there was laughter, and the next second only music was left on the TV.

Weng Nanxi's bad feeling in his heart was finally put to the maximum at this time. She forgot to breathe, listened to the singing, and looked straight at Zhang Yiman on the screen.

The hand holding the hat gradually clenched.