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Han Jue heard a call from Guan Yi when he was running, and Han Jue didn't want to answer it, but the music had stopped, and it was very uncomfortable to run with the ringtone of his mobile phone, and he was panicked.

Han Jue could only walk down from the treadmill. picked up the phone, the contact was still [No. 7343], [7343] was the tail number of Guan Yi's mobile phone, Han Jue retained the little bad taste of his predecessor and did not change his name.

It feels like calling a prisoner in prison.

"Hey. Han Jue took a slight breath as he answered the phone.

"Are you exercising?" asked Guan Yi on the other side.

"Yes. ”

"The teacher who teaches you to rap has found you, and the address will be texted to you later, you can go alone, there is already waiting for you. ”

"Good. ”

"The other party is not very famous, but he is still very powerful. This is a hint that Han Jue's attitude should be correct.

"Hmm. ”

"Also, your name is on the Weite hot search, it's up to you whether you want to respond or not, but if it's a response to a fan, it's best to show me. Guan Yi said something else.

Han Jue raised his eyebrows, a little inexplicable why he was on that hot search.

"Okay, understood. ”

Han Jue and Guan Yi agreed on the scope of the agent's responsibilities yesterday, and the public has to listen to the agent. So when I heard that even the micro-special had to be reviewed, I didn't think it was wrong. When I was a screenwriter in my previous life, I also dealt with the agent's agent, and I knew that part of the agent's responsibility was to check and fill in the gaps for the star, so I was not disgusted by the existence of the agent.

Han Jue hung up the phone and continued to exercise.

After taking a shower, while eating breakfast, I turned on my phone and looked at Weite.

After the last time I uploaded a photo of shopping, Han Jue didn't open Weite, but this time I opened it, @他的人远超之前的几次, there were 582 of them.

There are a lot of new fans and a lot of private messages.

Han Jue is a person who sees a red dot mark, and he is uncomfortable if he doesn't click it, and most of the people who click on @him are from the same place, and they are the official micro special of "Tucao Show".

Han Jue clicked on the teaser video of the promotion.

After watching it, I was also very emotional, this program team is really good at creating suspense.

Actually, Han Jue has forgotten what he complained about that day, and he doesn't vaguely remember much, so in fact, Han Jue doesn't know more than ordinary netizens about what Han Jue complained about in the show.

Many of the comments are with exclamation points, which seems to be very outgoing.

There is no doubt that netizens are generally looking forward to it.

Han Jue reposted this micro-special with a postscript:

"Tell a joke in my memory. ”

Regarding the comments of netizens, Han Jue does not plan to respond, in his words, it is [not worth it].

Han Jue slid the private message, and some of them were passers-by's sighs, [Why did it appear again.] ],[Haven't you quit yet?Didn't you say that it was good to delete the number and quit the micro-special?]

There are also fans of some celebrities, some celebrities are not guests who recorded "Tucao Show" together at all, okay, why do these fans also attack themselves?

Han Jue should pay off the debt of his predecessor.

Han Jue was ready to go out after breakfast and went to study according to the address sent by the agent.

Fortunately, the development of science and technology in this world is not lagging behind, and there is also navigation, and the navigation APP simply avoids Han Jue's exposure of local common sense.

Han Jue took a bus and came to a street. This bus is double-decker, and Han Jue, who took the bus for the first time, would have planned to take the bus for a day if it weren't for something serious.

Han Jue, who got out of the car, found that there were mostly beautiful handsome men and women on the street, but the costumes were generally very simple, but the sweatpants and solid-color T-shirts and vests highlighted the youth of the boys and girls. Some girls were sweaty and tired, carrying bags of drinks, and some teenagers hurried alone and led a group of teenagers to hurry away.

In some places, there is an uneven number of girls, the age of junior high school students. Standing there and doing nothing, whenever a teenager came in front of them, the girls gathered around the door stared at it with all their might, staring at the young man in front of them to find that the boy in front of them could not become the person they expected, so they let the teenager go, and one by one returned to a boring waiting posture, and gathered together in twos and threes.

The address in Han Jue's mobile phone shows that the place he is going to is 50 meters in front of him, and it is a building, 7 stories high, composed of red bricks and a large area of glass, with creepers outside the wall, red and green contrasting colors, very eye-catching. It's retro and very modern.

There are the most little girls in front of this building.

Han Jue took the fruit that came to meet and visit, and walked over slowly.

Han Jue didn't panic, because he observed that the target of these little girls should be those teenagers who came in and out, and just now there was an uncle who went in, and the little girls didn't even glance at them, so Han Jue walked over.

It's just that Han Jue doesn't realize now that there is a difference between uncle and uncle, not to mention, he is a star, even if he is outdated.

When Han Jue walked forward with unhurried steps, the little girl closest to Han Jue looked up at Han Jue, and her eyes moved synchronously with Han Jue's face.

With the first there is the second, and with the second there is the tenth.

[Who is this uncle?]

[I don't know, it should be a star, she looks so good. 】

[It must be a star!] His walking temperament is different. 】

[That's right, it's definitely a star.] 】

[Surround this uncle!He's a star!]

[Go and get an autograph!]

Han Jue felt some commotion in these crowds, and he subconsciously became nervous, what was the situation.

Then he heard a clear sound of "Surround him!", and when Han Jue heard it, he quickly took a step to dodge and dodge in a small area, and then ran forward.

The door of this house was open, and there were two doormen standing next to it, or security guards, Han Jue hurriedly called for help.

When the security guards saw this situation, they would definitely not stop Han Jue, whenever they saw this situation, it would only happen to celebrities, then Han Jue was a star, they didn't stop the stars, they wanted to help the stars, so they caught up with them, and they scolded and warned them.

When Han Jue and the security guard were on the wrong side, they read the words of thanks in their mouths and ran into the building with a puff of smoke.

Several boys and girls on the first floor saw this situation and stopped to watch, wanting to see which celebrity visited the place.

As a result, when they saw Han Jue, they found that he was handsome and temperamental, and his clothes were also good-looking, but the only thing was that he was not famous and could not recognize him.

Just as they hesitated to step forward to say hello, Han Jue looked around and walked up the stairs. They don't have a chance, so they can only do what they have to do.

Finally, Han Jue came to a door on the fourth floor and stopped, and there was a sign hanging on the wall next to the door, which read [Recording Studio 3]. Han Jue took a deep breath, relieved his mood of being about to face a teacher, and knocked on the door.

There was no response inside.

Han Jue took a step back, looked at the time on his phone, it was only 10 o'clock, looked at the text message sent by Guan Yi again, and then looked left and right in the room, and after confirming that there was no other [No. 3 Recording Studio], he knocked on the door again.

This time there was a voice from inside.

Then the door opened, and a young man with a baseball cap came out from behind the door, wearing black short-sleeved trousers, not the loose image of playing rap in his previous life that Han Jue expected.

The young man opened the door, got out of the way, and said:

"Come on, come in. ”

Then he left Han Jue with a back and walked inside.

Han Jue followed and closed the door.

There was a small recording studio inside, and no one was recording, this young man wearing a baseball cap sat down on the swivel chair in front of the recording table, turned around, faced Han Jue, and pointed to the sofa next to him, meaning to sit there.

Han Jue sat down.

The young man slid his swivel chair over, carrying two cans of drink, and said:

"I was wearing headphones just now, and I didn't hear it. ”

"It's okay, I'm bothering you. Han Jue took the drink thrown by the young man and said.

The young man's eyebrows above his languid eyes were raised, and then he said:

"You were introduced by Ah Xiang's agent, I will help you learn to rap, you want to participate in "There is Hip Hop", right......? It's been about two weeks. ”

Han Jue nodded. He wasn't so stupid as to question the abilities of young people just because of his age.

"Do you have a rap foundation?" the young man lay on the back of his chair, his bearing not weakened at all by facing someone older than him.

Han Jue nodded hesitantly, and then said, "A little." ”

"Okay, let's have a little bit of that, let's hear it first. I just made a piece of music. With that, the young man slid back to the recording console with a kick of his foot.

With a few presses, rhythmic music plays throughout the room.

The young man turned to face Han Jue, his body swayed from side to side with the music for a pause, and his two hands stretched out their index fingers, pointing at Han Jue, watching a good show.

Han Jue laughed, didn't say anything else, closed his eyes and began to feel the music.

Shaking to the rhythm for a while, then Han Jue opened his eyes, raised one hand and kept tapping the beat up and down, and began to sing:

[Attention!Who the King?hh?No doubt.]

The brains of the wooden commentators are lying full of moth-eaten corpses

I have a straight ladder to success, but I saw it early

Because Lao Tzu's strength is not for entertainment in the club

I'll continue to tell the story

Even if it's my grandmother who says that I'm a moth to the fire

Within three years, the album will be spread all over the magic department store

Bundle up the idiots and throw them to Thailand

This game is just beginning, so don't hold back

I'm starting to get bored because there aren't a few left, and I haven't been beaten yet

Dedicated to a new life that has just begun]

When Han Jue's second sentence came out, the young man's eyes lit up, and he increased the amplitude of shaking his body, looking forward to it, and swaying with Han Jue's unique flow pressing the beat.

Han Jue waited until he felt that he was almost done singing, and then ended the rap, feeling pretty good, but he was still a little nervous, and he didn't know what it was like in front of professionals.

When Han Jue stopped, the young man couldn't wait to turn off the looping music, so he began to cheer and give a thumbs up before turning around to stop the music.

"Dude, are you here to tease me?" the young man smiled and shook his head.

"Hmm, how do you say it?" Han Jue was surprised.

"Ah Xiang's agent said, let you come to me to learn rap, right?"

Han Jue nodded and said yes.

"You already have your own flow, I can't teach you anything about singing, if it's arrangement and production, we can talk about it. The young people didn't lecture Han Jue anymore, but talked about it.

After he heard the request of his good friend Ah Xiang, he searched Han Jue's news materials, and for Han Jue, he felt that he was a madman who did things without consideration, and he was just a fool who always didn't get the idea.

Originally, he just gave his good friend Ah Xiang a face, taught Han Jue to teach for a few days like a trainee, and then hung Han Jue to let Han Jue listen to music and imitate, or push it into the trainee group and practice together.

As a result, as soon as I got off the horse, I found out, oh roar, master.

If you throw a rhythm casually, you can sing it, and you can sing it as the original, and it is definitely not [a little basic].

"You can call me [Little Fan]. Xiao Fan introduced himself.

"Han Jue. Han Jue also reported his name.

"Do you know English?" Xiao Fan nodded to acknowledge, and then asked.

Han Jue was a little helpless, he really wanted to know what his level was, and then started to learn, but the young man in front of him didn't let him go, he was helpless but not afraid of things, so he nodded and adjusted his sitting posture.

The young man turned back in his chair and began to pick up songs from the library.

Han Jue heard the music, the helplessness on his face also dissipated, his eyes became serious, he stood up and paced while bluffing with one hand, and after about ten seconds, he began to sing in another flow:

【Man， it feels like these walls are closin' in， this roof is cavin' in

The walls enveloped me, and the roof was also collapsing, and the space was so crowded

It's time for a comeback

The countdown to your life is running out

Their rhyming skills fascinate them

The twisted thoughts in the lyrics terrified them

and did not dare to look me in the eye

I stole the watch, so now I'm in control of the time

From obscurity behind the scenes to sudden appearance

Flip this rap circle from behind

You'd better be careful when you talk about my name

I don't really care about fame or money

I want to emphasize that without it, the rap scene will be completely different

I swear one day

I'ma make these f--king haters believe it

I'm going to convince these sunspots of that.]

After singing a paragraph, Han Jue shook his head, and when he was about to continue singing, the music stopped.

Han Jue looked at Xiao Fan, and Xiao Fan looked at Han Jue with complicated eyes at this time.

"Brother, I'll learn to rap with you. ”

Xiao Fan smiled weakly and said, people have no strength, but their hands have to applaud.

Note: Excerpt from the song

"Respect" - Pharaoh

《Drop The World》——Lil Wayne / Eminem