Han Jue pushed the blindfold to his forehead, and the passengers who were secretly looking at him showed surprise on their faces.

Han Jue really felt that he was a star.

Unlike the fans of Zhang Yiman who came into contact with in Huaxia in the past, he Han Jue actually has his own fans. (Han Jue doesn't admit that [Koike Chichi] and those who leave messages below are his fans, so he doesn't accept it.) ）

In Huaxia before, Han Jue occasionally encountered people asking for autographs when he was eating, but Han Jue knew that those little girls only came to ask for autographs because they had seen him on TV and thought he was handsome.

After all, the feeling that Yan Fan and Work Fan bring to artists is different.

Soon, some passengers who couldn't hold back came over expectantly and asked Han Jue to sign for her.

I couldn't sleep for a while, Han Jue did not refuse the autographs requested by the fans, and even the group photo politely satisfied them. Han Jue wore an eye patch on his forehead, and through these group photos, he embarked on the road to popularity.

"HAN! I REALLY LIKE YOUR SONGS! YOU SANG SO WELL ON I AM A SINGER! I HOPE YOU MAKE MORE GOOD SONGS!"

"I've listened to your song 'Shape Of You' two hundred times!"

"I love your rap songs. But you seem to have barely seen rap songs anymore lately, do I still have a chance to hear them?!"

“……”

Fans left their seats one by one in an orderly manner and took turns to come to Han Jue to tell their love for Han Jue.

There are men and women. There are young people and middle-aged people.

Han Jue kept thanking them.

Han Jue knew in his heart that the ideal winter vacation was over. Gone are the days of cold, lonely, free, not bothering and not being bothered by anyone. But the works he brought from the earth were able to get the love of these people, and Han Jue felt a lot of warmth in his heart.

Guan Yi lowered his eyes, vigilantly and low-key observing everyone who approached Han Jue.

Xiao Zhou is holding his mobile phone to shoot this scene, which can be counted as peripherals and sent to the support club and other micro-specials. Even if there is no support club fan club now, there will definitely be one in the future. Xiao Zhou was extremely convinced.

Eventually, the plane arrived at its destination.

There is not a single cloud in the sky of New York, it is blue and the sun is sharp.

The sun was shining, but the local temperature in New York was still quite cold. Human beings are animals that hate whatever season they are, and when they get out of the warm cabin, they can't help but hate winter and miss summer.

Han Jue likes winter. In the winter, people will talk less often. It can also make him more of a low-key killer.

It's just that he is low-key in this country, and he is getting farther and farther away from him.

When these American passengers got off the plane, they followed Han Jue, making Han Jue, who was facing away from them, feel very twisted, lest someone stab him in the back.

Han Jue knew that he was on fire in the United States, and Guan Yi said that he had heard about it, but Han Jue didn't know that he had gone too far.

IT CAN BE SAID THAT HAN JUE DESERVEDLY BECAME THE MOST POPULAR SINGER IN THE PAST TWO DAYS WITH HIS ORIGINAL PERFORMANCE IN THE FIRST ISSUE OF "I AM A SINGER". Therefore, people with the same tail in the back, even if they have signatures, still want to take a few more looks, even if it is to join in the fun, it is a talking point.

Walking into the lobby, the noise of the airport hits your face.

People here in the United States like to wear sunglasses, plus they are tall and tall, and they are also very imposing when they walk, as if they are all similar to stars. If an ordinary Asian star comes here and the pomp is insufficient, he may not necessarily be found to be a star at the crowded airport.

But Han Jue, an Asian with a slender and straight figure, strong and sturdy, coupled with dancing skills, has an outstanding temperament in every gesture between walking, and was immediately recognized by fans when he walked in the crowd.

Seeing Han Jue's figure, the fans who picked up the airport invariably looked fanatical, screaming, calling his name, and shouting I love you.

Startled Han Jue.

Han Jue didn't expect that there would be fans waiting at the airport, let alone so many people.

How did Han Jue come to the United States last time, this time it was the same. Three or five people, a few big suitcases, and a scarf, came out like ordinary people.

The person is still the same person, but something is obviously different this time than the last time.

[Crowdfunding to buy Han Jue!I'll give out a hundred yuan first!]

[The Savior of the American Music Scene! America Needs Your !!]

[Stay!Stay!Stay!]

【……】

"Han Jue! I love you!"

"Han Han! Look here!

“I Love You！！！”

“……”

Fans held up all sorts of signs. There are English and Chinese. Fans shouted all kinds of words in their mouths, and English was also mixed with Chinese.

But the scorching heat for Han Jue was felt by Han Jue all of a sudden.

These noisy words penetrated from the neckline of the clothes into the surface of Han Jue's body, flowing through the whole body, like caresses and lips.

After Han Jue saw and heard it, he laughed and laughed at the same time, and at the same time, he also had a strange mood.

Before seeing these people today, he thought that he could not care about the fans, but hundreds of people came to the airport to see him, just to tell him what he liked and liked the work. This simply made Han Jue feel as if he was the most loved person in the world.

Looking at those fans, Han Jue's scalp was a little numb, like a warm current from his head to his feet. At this time, he is not very confident that he can keep his distance from this group as before.

The translator and the stylist were hesitating, looking at their small figures, and they were very worried that they would not be able to walk out of the way.

But Guan Yi didn't look too worried, standing in place, waiting for something.

Now they haven't stepped out of the exit, there are police officers and railings blocking it, and it's safe. And airport security is coming here one after another.

Looking at these hundreds of fanatical screaming fans in front of him, Xiao Zhou felt proud.

Last time you ignored us, this time we let you climb high!

Xiao Zhou resolutely maintained the arrogance of the Chinese people.

As a result, Han Jue smiled in the next second, and stepped forward to communicate with the fans in English cordially.

"Thank you!" Han Jue stepped forward and said loudly, very cordially, "Thank you for coming to pick me up, I feel everyone's enthusiasm, thank you! But what I want to say is, if you like my work, don't love me, I have nothing worthy of everyone's love!"

Fans laughed.

Han Jue stood inside the exit and told jokes to the fans, while waiting for the program team in Guan Yi's mouth.

Soon, the "I AM A SINGER" program team, which carried the camera to pick up the plane, split a way from the fan base and took the bodyguard to the front of Han Jue.

A few bodyguards with big shoulders and thick waists surrounded Han Jue and escorted him out.

"When is it all going on, and are you still shooting?" Han Jue complained to the camera.

The cameraman was unmoved, and filmed Han Jue backwards without saying a word, and his face did not change in the face of the fans who would rush up at any time.

Han Juecai didn't know that he had become the trump card of "I AM A SINGER", and he could not shoot anything, but he couldn't help but shoot him.

"Crazy. ”

Han Jue enjoyed the treatment of a star at the airport for the first time, but fortunately there was no trouble. Han Jue's worried whole body was touched all over, and when he came out, he was disheveled, and in the end, it didn't happen.

After arriving at the hotel and being settled, the day was the same as last time, and the day was closed, and the recording was on the next day.

It's not the first time New York has been here.

Last time, Han Jue didn't want to see any goddess statues, didn't want to visit Fifth Avenue, didn't want to buy anything, just stayed in the hotel like that, and when he came out, he just found an open-air café to sit in, and spent an afternoon reading a book, and he was very satisfied.

But this time, he couldn't see it even if he wanted to, and he didn't have time for himself at all.

Today is off, tomorrow is recorded, and the next three or four days of the itinerary have been arranged by Guan Yi. Really as Guan Yi said, the itinerary doubled after the fire.

Fortunately, when Han Jue was in Huaxia, he often stayed up late to watch movies and comics, so he was trained to stay up late, so he would not get sleepy easily.

However, the songs to be selected should be reported to Kevin today, and they will have to review them. In order to show his attention to Han Jue, Kevin personally received Han Jue in Han Jue's hotel.

"Congratulations, you're already the hottest star in the United States!" Kevin hugged Han Jue with a smile.

"You've already congratulated me on the phone," Han Jue smiled, "But I didn't expect me to be so popular." ”

"You've got to get used to it, man, you're going to be the hottest star. Kevin looked serious, as if the depressed little director was already in the past, and he even shot the sycophants very imposingly.

Han Jue shrugged, thinking in his heart that if he became the hottest in the United States, his itinerary would be multiplied several times.

"So, what song are you going to sing tomorrow?" Kevin rubbed his hands, as if looking forward to a big meal, waiting to see Han Jue's song selection.

Han Jue told Kevin about the song called [Gu An].

"It's a little strange, it's very niche. Kevin muttered.

"Hmm. Han Jue responded. The beginning and end are niche, Han Jue himself, and only four people have heard this song......

"It's an English song?"

"Yes. ”

“…… Can't you hear it?" Han Jue blinked and asked Kevin, who was listening to the song with headphones.

Kevin didn't speak, but he could feel Kevin trembling. It's definitely not a trembling mood after encountering a good song.

After Kevin listened to the song silently, he took off the headphones and said with a complicated expression: "Han, what are you...... Is it to show that there really aren't any songs in the American music scene that you can watch?"

"Ah, no. ”

"Don't blame me for being direct, but what kind of shit are you choosing?!" Kevin didn't hold back and squirted directly.

He felt that the matter was very serious, and the last time he helped Han Jue cut out the words that provoked the whole of the United States, it was because Kevin admitted in his heart that Han Jue had the ability to create a song that made the American music scene shut up. But Han Jue is now choosing a cover track, not a creation. Seeing Han Jue's provocative song selection, Kevin, an American, couldn't stand it. Because this one called [Gu An] is obviously not enough to beat the whole of the United States!

"Don't worry, don't worry," Han Jue hurriedly reassured, "It's just the original song, our show is a cover show, isn't it?" ”

After Han Jue finished speaking, he looked around and found that Guan Yi went outside the room very consciously, and then said to Kevin with a dissatisfied face:

"The original song really sucks, it just sucks! But I'm confident that this song will be changed. If you can read my score, you'll take my word for it. Han Jue said, and was about to look for the score.

"I can't read the score," Kevin said helplessly, rubbing his face, "Han, you're making it hard for me." I'm the director of a music program, and even if I can't understand music theory, I can hear the potential of a song. ”

Han Jue stopped his movements and turned to look at Kevin.

"And what kind of "Hotel California" you have, I dare say you won't get a good ranking!" Kevin looked determined.

Han Jue stood stunned on the spot, blinked, and suddenly didn't know where to start complaining.

"Don't say it, if it's just a song like this, I won't agree to it, and I'm responsible for the show. Kevin stretched out his hand to stop Han Jue from speaking.

"Really, believe me, change the song!" Kevin blinked his not-so-big eyes and suggested Han Jue very sincerely.