Kevin struggled to roll over from his bed, and the night was restless and he dreamed a lot. Among them, he dreamed that John Shane promised to join his show, and he also dreamed that the show finally came back to life this year after he took over, and the ratings exceeded the pomp and circumstance of the first season.

However, dreams are dreams after all, and the joy in his heart calms down, and when he realizes that those are just his obsessions, the loneliness and disappointment that ensues engulf him when he wakes up.

Because in reality, John Shane refused his invitation with a tactful but clear central idea at a sunny moment and said "sorry" to him.

Kevin wasn't too surprised by this refusal.

John Shane, who came to Huaxia Magic Capital to work hard under a Chinese name called [Shang John], can be said to be one of the most successful musicians in Huaxia in recent years, and he is also one of the few foreigners recognized by the Chinese music circle, so there are many supporters, and the call for nomination for next year's Huaxia Golden Melody Award is still very high. For this reason, he has not produced many works in the United States, but he is also recognized as a figure at the top of the American music circle.

As an accomplished American singer, why bother to return to China to participate in his music program, whose ratings are becoming more and more sluggish. Kevin understands.

It's just that Kevin is in the prime of life, and he finally took over a show, and as the chief director, he plans to show his strength, but he still has a trace of ambition in his heart.

Kevin took the plane for most of the day, crossed the ocean to China, and decided to make an invitation to the other party in person, so he got off the plane and went straight to Shang John's house.

The other businessman, John, was also very polite, warmly entertained Kevin, and thanked him for his expectations and affirmation, but did not agree on the grounds of schedule problems.

After saying goodbye to the other party, Kevin was disappointed to find a nearby hotel and fell asleep.

When I wake up again, it's now.

He looked out the window, thinking he had slept until dawn the next day, but the noise outside the window proved that it was dusk.

"Alas. Kevin sighed, propped himself up with his hands, and sat there for a few minutes of silence before he climbed out of bed.

He went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, mechanically poured water on his face, wiped his face roughly with both hands, and rubbed it vigorously until his skin was slightly red, and he thought he had washed his face.

He casually slipped on a loose blazer and went downstairs to eat.

Kevin's hotel is not too far from New York Street. He was invited to an expensive and authentic Chinese meal by John Shang at noon, but the sad Kevin was very nostalgic for using a knife and fork to eat, so as to bring him some comfort in a foreign country.

It's not the first time Kevin has been to New York Street in the magic capital, he's found an American-style restaurant by car, and after a feast, he plans to spend the night with his friends, leaving behind the frustration of his failed plans and saving his troubles for tomorrow.

The friend Kevin was going to contact was a DJ he had met at a music festival in China. Kevin remembers that he was told that he worked at a bar on New York Street in the Magic City.

[I don't know if I'm still here.] Kevin thought about it, so he rummaged through his address book and called.

"Hey, Kevin. Kevin's name was clearly shouted from the other side, and it was the first good news of the day for him.

"Hey, Alex, how are you. Kevin smiled and said gently.

After some pleasantries, Kevin learns that the other party still works in a bar on New York Street in the magic capital. Kevin explained his intention and planned to go to the other party's bar to have a while.

"Welcome. I'll say hello to the security guards, and you tell them you're here to find me, just come in when the time comes. Alex said enthusiastically over the phone.

"Thanks, brother. I'll be over in a minute, and I'll be waiting for you at the counter. Kevin hung up the phone and slowly finished all the desserts in the restaurant before wiping his hands and staggering out of the restaurant towards the bar.

Kevin walked down the streets of New York, surrounded by a few young and beautiful Americans dressed on the side of the road, who spoke fluent Chinese, but spoke English jerky and weird, and Kevin was used to this. I think that when he first came here, he grabbed a young man and asked for directions, and in the end, they still communicated in Huaxia to communicate with each other.

Kevin eventually arrives at a bar whose name translates into Chinese as "Polaris", where there is a long line at the door, and the security guards are two tall white men, neatly suited, who occasionally put their hands to their ears and listen, and then wave a few customers in.

Kevin was surprised that this bar was almost the largest bar in the neighborhood that he had walked all the way to.

[Alex is a good guy. Kevin muttered a few words, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the door.

Kevin reported Alex's name to the security guard, and was let in by the security guard in the envious eyes of the customers in the queue.

A song in Chinese is playing in the bar right now, but the rhythm is strong, and the arrangement and accompaniment are not the original song at all.

A young man in his thirties with a cap buttoned back is on the DJ console controlling the customers shaking their heads on the dance floor under the stage through music.

Kevin asked for a beer at the counter and sat alone at the counter looking at the bar.

Kevin has a face that is very good at listening to his friends' troubles, gentle, sluggish, with unknown sexual orientation, and still a fat man. If he is in a movie, it is almost destined for him to have sex in the plot of the bar in this movie, facing a body full of hormones and passions in front of him.

Of course, this was after no one knew he was the director of a music show that became the highest-rated "I AM A SINGER" in the United States in the first season of the year.

If all the abilities in the world are converted into the ability to get applause, [one applause] is the basic unit of ability. For example, being able to cook food is equal to half a applause, driving a passenger plane, a hundred applause, being able to draw a good sketch, and applauding five times. The same ability is divided into high and low, the chef of Shaxian County is applauded once, and the five-star chef is a thousand times.

THE DIRECTOR OF THE MUSIC PROGRAM, OR "I AM A SINGER", SHOULD HAVE HAD A 500 APPLAUSE, BUT NOW THAT NUMBER IS DISCOUNTED.

Because "I AM A SINGER" is currently in its fifth season, the ratings are not as good as year after year. After inviting almost all the famous American musicians, this season, all the singers who should participate have participated, and the singers who don't want to participate are still unwilling to participate. As the director of the next sixth season, American made Kevin so worried about this form, so he traveled all the way to China to seize the last glimmer of hope.

After a while, Alex took a break and came down to find Kevin near the counter. The two chatted about the purpose of Kevin's visit to China this time.

Kevin, who has a [good listening] face, said that he couldn't invite musicians, and he couldn't help but start complaining:

"It's so hard to make music in the U.S. right now!"

"Hahahaha, I agree. Alex smiled and agreed.

"It's been many years, and the living environment of musicians in the United States is still not guaranteed, and almost everyone wants to run to China, oh my God!" Kevin took a sip of beer, his glass slammed on the counter, and exhaled.

"There is no way, piracy is a tumor in the creative environment, and it can't be better if it is not cut. Han Gaoguo and Sakura have followed the example of Huaxia to establish a perfect copyright system, and our country has not yet moved. Don't blame us people for not going back when we get to China, although it is not easy to get ahead, but at least we will not starve to death. And it doesn't have to be that you can't make a lot of money. Alex said with a shrug.

Alex has established himself in China, and although the mainstream music in China is lyrical-pop, there are also pioneering musicians who delve into electronic music. At the Huaxia Electronic Music Festival, it is also thriving, and its influence is getting bigger and bigger, and Alex, who has a sense of participation as a part of the innovation trend in secret, is one of the musicians who Kevin's mouth lingers on China.

Kevin had a sullen face in the upbeat and rhythmic music.

Alex asked, "Then you can't get John Shane to have an alternative?"

Kevin smiled bitterly: "Yes, in the capital." But the one in the capital offered too much, and she didn't expect me to get John Shane. Now it seems that I can only compromise with her. ”

"Dude. Alex patted Kevin on the shoulder and comforted, "If you lose the east, you will reap the mulberry." ”

"What?" Kevin didn't understand.

"I've got to keep working, you play alone first, I'll pay. Alex said hello to Kevin and was ready to leave, "By the way, a Chinese artist will perform on stage later, and the manager said that he sings in English, which should be very interesting." ”

Alex said something to the bartender and left.

Kevin didn't take Alex's words to heart. Chinese people say a few words absurdly, and Americans can simply get excited, and being able to sing a song in its entirety is enough to make the American audience cry bitterly.

Kevin is very disdainful of this, this disdain is aimed at Chinese people who want to make American money easily, and also against spineless Americans.

[Hmph.] He Kevin wants to see which shameless Chinese artist can't get along with his skills in the Chinese circle, and he wants to rob foreign singers of food.

"Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to make a grand introduction. The following one, wow, he, used to be an idol all over China, and now after his comeback, he is even more popular all over the Internet, let us have an invite-Han Jue! Bring us English song performances! That's right, it's English!OH!"

Alex made a cameo appearance as a DJ and played a stirring music through the console to set the mood up. In this atmosphere, foreigners who knew Han Jue or not cheered up.

The superficial work has been done enough.

I heard that it was a Chinese artist singing English songs, and some interested customers looked forward to it. Customers who are not interested also look at the excitement, thinking that this person named Han Jue will not sing well after a while, whether to shout a few words.