Chapter 57: The Epic
(PS Author's Note: To make a long story short, a considerable number of readers have never heard rap, so I will recommend a song, listen to Song Yueting's "Life'sastruggle", and understand the story behind this song.) I hope that you will not lose an opportunity to experience excellent works because of some people or some things. )
When Han Jue arrived at the studio, it was already 5 p.m.
The program team informed that it would be Han Jue's turn to record at about 6 o'clock in the evening, and asked him to arrive an hour early.
The recording started at noon, and when Han Jue arrived at the waiting room, there were already many people standing in the corridor. There are players with frustrated faces hugging friends goodbye, and there are also players who are focusing on practice with headphones on.
Han Jue saw the saw. The saw was mixed in the crowd, felt Han Jue's gaze, turned his head and saw Han Jue wearing long sleeves to wrap himself tightly on a hot day, smiled at his friends, nodded Han Jue with his chin, and then the people around the saw turned their heads to look at Han Jue and let out a laugh of unknown meaning.
Han Jue thought to himself, aren't these people tired of being like this all the time?
Xiao Fan's performances are relatively late, and he hasn't come yet. Han Jue was also happy to be alone, and found a room to wear headphones to practice the competition repertoire for a while.
When it was Han Jue's turn to play, the time that really made him wait was far more than an hour, but Han Jue was also mentally prepared for this.
The photographer found Han Jue and began to shoot, and the saw also entered the room from the outside, and practiced softly in a fake way.
In the picture, two people in a room are practicing separately without disturbing each other.
Until the staff came to inform Han Jue that they could go backstage to prepare.
Before leaving, the saw stretched out his fist to cheer Han Jue up.
"Come on, come on. Saw said.
Han Jue glanced at the saw and rolled his eyes slightly. He didn't bother to look like a brother and sister in front of him in front of the camera.
Han Jue directly ignored the saw and walked outside.
The saw shook his head helplessly at the camera. Walking to an angle that could not be seen in the camera, he puffed his teeth and made a "tsk" sound, his eyes full of unhappiness.
The producers were already a little tired from the noon reel to the evening. In particular, the quality of the works produced by the contestants is uneven, and at first it was okay, they will give pertinent advice, and then every time they are interested, they will cheer up. Not only do you have to say something every time, but the four groups of producers also have to interact to make the show interesting, which is really tiring.
When these producers took advantage of the gap between the contestants on stage to rest and communicate, they heard the radio broadcast: [Next group, Han Jue, saw], they were in good spirits and adjusted their state one after another.
When they first saw Han Jue and Saw, they knew that this group would be broadcast no matter how good or bad the work was. So they brace themselves so that they don't end up looking half-dead on TV.
In addition, they are really looking forward to the works brought by Han Jue and the sparks from the collision with the saw.
Han Jue and Saw stood in the middle of the stage, and the four groups of producers sat on the sofa from afar.
"Wow, looking forward to your work, I hope it will get us all excited. JCY acts as a hidden host throughout the show, and as a variety show veteran, he knows how to increase the highlights, "How is it, is your cooperation still going well?"
Saw was the first to speak: "It went well, almost the first day we set the tune." ”
Han Jue smiled, tilted his head and did not speak.
"May I ask who of you picked and who was your opponent?" Song Jingshan asked with interest.
"I'm going to pick him," Saw said, cocking his chin, "I'm going to make him lose so much that it's useless to have a backstage." ”
"Wow~" the producers coaxed.
The smell of gunpowder at the scene came out.
Han Jue had been watching the saw performance with interest, and he didn't raise the microphone once.
"Han Jue, aren't you talking?" JCY gave Han Jue a chance to speak.
"Because the guy on the side speaks better than he sings, the few seconds just now should be his peak moment, and I still won't bother him. Han Jue smiled.
Even Wang Man's serious face couldn't hold back, and the other producers laughed shamelessly.
Saw Tie blushed and was thinking about whether to beat Han Jue in front of the camera.
In order not to worsen the scene with the saw, the producers reminded the DJ on the side of the stage that it was time to start playing the tune.
The rhythm of the jazz instruments began to sound when the music was not intense.
The producers were a little surprised, because they knew that in the competition, jazz rap would undoubtedly arouse the emotions of the audience more than other harder styles. And Han Jue and Saw, as far as they know, are also good at hard styles. So a little surprised, but also a little curious.
The first half is sawed, and the saw is dragging and pacing on the stage, nodding and listening to the music.
Towards the end of the prelude, Saw turned around and smiled at Han Jue, gestured with his hand around his neck, and then began to sing towards the camera.
When Han Jue was rehearsing, he didn't listen to the lyrics of the saw, and the saw god mysteriously refused to sing, but his mouth moved. Now that Han Jue listened to the lyrics, he knew why the saw didn't sing it at that time.
Because the lyrics in it are attacking idols and attacking Han Jue.
If Han Jue listened to Guan Yi's opinion, then a good cooperative track would become a diss war.
Han Jue listened to the lyrics inside, but he didn't feel offended, and the other party kept saying how the idol was, how the vase was, and how it was with the backstage background. For Han Jue, this can't poke his pain point at all.
When Saw sang about the attack, he excitedly walked up to Han Jue's side and made a provocative gesture. Maybe scolding people in front of the parties in this way will be very interesting and topical. However, not to mention the producers, even Han Jue felt that the lyrics of the saw were not only boring to write, but also sang at a low level, perhaps because of the excitement and urgency of the saw, he didn't even step on the beat.
This, the saw seems to know.
When the saw finished singing his part, he put down the microphone and, with his back to the camera, walked to the back of the stage.
Han Jue shrugged, stood in place and lowered his gaze, listened carefully to the transition music in the middle, and prepared to start his own performance.
Just as Han Jue raised the microphone, an accident happened.
Saw kept his back to the camera and the producers, as if he was very shameless about his performance, but just as Han Jue's passage sounded, Saw turned around violently, raised the microphone in his hand again, and began to sing.
The staff of the program team were shocked, and the producers' eyes hidden behind the sunglasses also widened slightly, and their eyebrows were raised.
The saw actually played such a small trick. grabbed a few words when it was Han Jue's turn, which not only disrupted the other party's rhythm, but even made the inexperienced and bad mentality of the player collapse directly.
The saw improvised two lines, then put the microphone down as if nothing was right, turned around and paced the stage to the rhythm of the music. A [steady] smile secretly appeared on his face, and then he turned his head to look at Han Jue's joke.
However, Han Jue was destined to disappoint him and couldn't eat melons.
When Han Jue saw that the saw had robbed him of his music, Han Jue stopped the lyrics he was about to sing.
Just follow the rhythm and respond in your heart. Unhurried, mentally calculating the length of the music.
And when the saw side had just finished thick, Han Jue went up seamlessly.
[This poem was written at four o'clock in the morning ten years ago.]
A quiet night should be counted today or tomorrow
Roll up a cigarette and face the approaching deadline
If you forget, I'll make a reminder for you]
……
Han Jue's voice can be described in one word, which is [soft]. Listening to that casual tone of voice to say something serious is like listening to a pool of water swimming in the mountains.
It makes people feel that there is no trace of rapping.
[Alienated from all human relationships, I am not available.]
It's okay if there's nothing, I still have dreams
At the beginning, I just wanted to break free from the shackles and expectations
But now it is unexpectedly heavier than in the past]
……
The producers all smiled, shook their heads and looked at each other.
I feel how many flows and weapons this kid has.
[The last ignition suddenly understood the so-called smoke to the end.]
When I have no skills to do, forget everything and give it a go
If this is the last rap song I write in my life
So how do I record it?]
……
Compared with the aggressive lyrics of the saw, Han Jue's humanistic lyrics are like a clear stream that washes the tired hearts of the producers. On the aggressive competition stage, Han Jue only talked about himself in a hurry.
Because of the saw's horizontal insertion of a few words, when the music was played at the end, Han Jue had not finished singing.
And Han Jue was still not in a hurry, and sang the lyrics into the microphone without accompaniment. The scene was quiet, only Han Jue's voice. Even without accompaniment, the rhythm of Han Jue's singing couldn't stop the producers and staff from swinging along.
When Han Jue finished the performance, the producers stood up and gave a sincere applause. The excellent works brought to Han Jue, and the new weapons shown, also dealt with Han Jue's calm way of singing accidents.
"Even though you don't have any musical accompaniment to the lyrics until you sing them, I think that's where the points are. JCY said to Han Jue, "I feel that you sing jazz rap, and your strength is no worse than that of a burger." ”
Han Jue had not heard of Hamburg's work, but he still thanked him and expressed his gratitude for the affirmation.
The other producers looked at the burger with a smile.
Hamburg is a top singer in the Chinese jazz rap style. JCY praised Han Jue so much, which was a disguised pull down of the status of the burger and compared with the players.
"That's right, I don't think you're as good at jazz rap as you are in other styles. Burger doesn't care about being compared, grinning softly, and admitting, "We can do a jazz rap together." ”
Other producers rushed to stop the burger from being co-opted on the spot.
This head can't be opened, if you rob people now, the scene will get out of control.
Things have come to this point, in fact, everyone knows who left and who stayed.
"Although we can see the determination of the saw to advance, we unanimously agree that it is Han Jue who passes. The producers were supposed to get together to discuss who would be the best to advance, but this time they sat on their respective couches and exchanged glances with each other, and JCY announced that Han Jue was the one to make the cut.
"Thank you. Han Jue walked around to the producer, hugged the producer in turn, and left the scene.
The saw, of course, was embarrassed, depressed, and angry to go the other way and leave the scene.
When Han Jue walked outside, it was already 9 o'clock in the evening.
After Han Jue planned to call Guan Yi, he would find a place to eat while waiting for Guan Yi to pick him up.
"I'm out, are you going to pick me up now?" Han Jue dialed Guan Yi's mobile phone and asked.
"You walk to the exit on the east side of the square, and I'll wait there. ”
Han Jue was surprised, he turned his head to look at the exit in the distance, and then saw the headlights of a car parked on the side of the road.
Guan Yi was already waiting.
Han Jue hung up the phone, patted his mobile phone on the palm of his hand, and stood for a while before walking in the direction of Guan Yi.
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Recommended song: "Epic" - Egg Castle.