Han Jue in his previous life also watched "Singer", season after season, and he saw something to some extent.

He found that the biggest enemy of all singers is the audience's aesthetics. The biggest challenge is to overcome aesthetic fatigue.

Basically, whoever knows how to move and prepares more weapons will be able to survive longer.

This stage is brutal. Singers who have been eliminated usually get comfort in saying "you're already great", but the meaning of this phrase is actually "you're not the best".

For Zhang Yiman, Han Jue is not too worried, he is sure that Zhang Yiman will not at least take a round of tours.

Because Zhang Yiman sang the live competition, she can win by timbre, her innate conditions are too good, the three-dimensional degree of her voice, and the transparency of the resonance, as soon as she speaks, she will definitely arouse the audience's admiration and amazement.

And every time the audience is different, and every audience will be moved by Zhang Yiman's voice when they hear her for the first time. When voting, I never forgot Zhang Yiman's voice.

But God will not favor only one person, and in the face of those God-given voices who have passed the test of the big waves and sands in the market, Zhang Yiman cannot say that it must be stable. When the audience votes, they are faced with several voices that they will never forget, fame, and feelings, and these factors will prompt the audience to vote for the famous singer who is more emotionally "close".

Therefore, the choice of music is very important to Zhang Yiman.

Looking for Han Jue to invite songs, you can use the quality of fresh works to add points to her and offset the feelings of the senior singers.

Of course, the above is all Han Jue's own thoughts.

As for whether Zhang Yiman also had this plan, he came to him to invite him to sing...... Han Jue shook his head and put aside this unrealistic idea.

"Hey~ What do you mean, I still have to thank you?" Han Jue looked at Zhang Yiman's set of ready-made words, and after convincing herself, and still admired herself, Han Jue gasped and was shocked.

"Hehe, I don't want you to give me a discount uncle, you just need to write me a super nice song. Zhang Yiman was immersed in his own intelligence, and he was very understanding and asked Han Jue not to be too polite.

Han Jue's body shook. The question of arguing who makes and who loses is abandoned.

If the object of ridicule and irony is a person who lacks logic and emotional intelligence, then the person who speaks must be prepared to play the piano to the cow, do useless work, or even be misinterpreted 180 degrees.

So Han Jue calmed down, not planning to pester him if he was really grateful, he asked, "Does your agent know that you want to ask me for a song?"

"Sister Qin, she knows. Zhang Yiman nodded.

Then this is a formal invitation to sing. It has to be tailor-made. This tests the professional level of a creator, after all, the songs written for yourself may only be sung by yourself, and if you write songs for others, then you can really have excellent professional quality. Famous singer-songwriters in their previous lives have more or less written lyrics or songs for other singers.

Zhang Yiman came to ask him to play the gym song, which was a trust in Han Jue and a kind of trust in Han Jue's creative ability. Han Jue also plans to be busy with the stupid girl.

Although the stupid girl looked very stupid just now, Han Jue felt the intention of helping Han Jue to sing the song to the fire, and he really wanted to help him.

Zhang Yiman has been using her way to help Han Jue.

Han Jue began to analyze Zhang Yiman: "You have to sing your own song in the gym competition, then you have to prepare a song with more tension." "Your Eyes" is not quite suitable. ”

"Uh-huh!" Zhang Yiman looked at Han Jue and nodded vigorously, his eyes lit up.

"What type of songs are you good at?rock?jazz?pop?folk?psychedelic?"

"I'm good at both. Zhang Yiman thought for a while and said.

"Which do you prefer?"

"Loved both. Zhang Yiman said with a smile.

Han Jue rolled his eyes.

Well, I can't talk about it.

Han Jue can't make a hodgepodge for her.

"I'll write it first, and then you'll see if I can sing it. Han Jue said helplessly.

"Can I still pick and choose? Does it mean that there are several? Oh, uncle, your songs are so good, what if I like them all?" Zhang Yiman seemed to have seen dozens of good songs in front of her for her to choose, and she said bitterly.

Even if this was a compliment to Han Jue, Han Jue did not intend to make superfluous explanations. Pondering, I began to think about which song to make.

"There is!" Zhang Yiman suddenly got up and said: "I thought about it! Uncle! If there are too many good songs, then I will pick one first, and the other songs will be sung by yourself, uncle, and posted on the Internet, and I will sing them on stage after you finish singing, so that it will be a cover!"

“？？？”

Han Jue had a question mark on his face, didn't he say that it was a good song, why did the workload suddenly increase several times. When did he promise to write several songs?

"Ahem, listen to me, what about this "Singer" competition, the later you go, the more important the song selection is, it is all this kind of song of the same kind, and the audience is easy to get tired of listening to. Don't make a fuss, be good, you can't just choose a song. Han Jue advised Zhang Yiman to calm down.

"This question is simple, uncle, you make a rock song, jazz make a song, pop, huh...... Let's do three songs. And then the ballad, oh, the ballad uncle, you have sung it, so that there are several styles, and the audience will not get tired of it!" Zhang Yiman poured a mouthful of water happily after speaking, admiring herself so much.

"Well, you, you'll have to ask your agent. Your company won't let you mess around like this, hehe, cough. Han Jue said with a dry smile, the last [hehe] didn't laugh well, he choked.

From an objective point of view, it is really feasible for Zhang Yiman to operate like this, but the premise is that there is no problem with the most important link - the quality of the songs provided by Han Jue cannot be delayed.

On the stage of "Singer", the further you go, the more you will test the selection of songs, because all the singing methods have been thoroughly eaten by everyone, and the audience knows what kind of singer you are. You have to keep showing new things to the live audience and to the audience in front of the TV. This is how you can keep it fresh and keep the audience expecting from you.

A sense of presence is also very important. Some singers have participated in "Singer", but they have not left any impression in the hearts of the public, and participating in singing is also a dispensable background board. And some people, even if they just go up for one or two songs, rise up after singing, and they are very popular.

If Zhang Yiman is on stage, she can show a different style of music every time, take out different weapons, break the audience's prejudice and stereotype of her young, beautiful vase, and backstage competition, let her show her personal excellent musical taste, and then show her good intentions in treating her works in the lens outside the stage.

Appearance, strength, variety show sense of audience popularity. When Zhang Yiman, who has all these three things, promotes it through the top platform of "Singer", it is no wonder that it is not popular.

Now there is only one problem.

All this is based on the premise that there is no problem with the works that Han Jue has come up with.

This year is a month and a half away.

However, Han Jue's small goal is still far away.

There are 71 movies left unwatched, 40 unread, and 7 manga unfinished.

Han Jue really felt that it was too late!

Although Han Jue planned to help, he didn't plan to sacrifice himself so desperately. He decided to reason with Zhang Yiman.

One song is okay, at most two, and if he can't achieve a small goal, then something terrible will happen.

Han Jue said: "Teacher Zhang, it's like this, I have ......"

"Those songs can just be included in an album, Sister Qin said Uncle, one of your songs is between 20,000 and 50,000, uncle, I'll wait and ask Sister Qin, help you try to see if you can add 100,000 songs!" Zhang Yiman waved his fist, without the slightest temperament to lead the party.

Han Jue put down the hand under the table and pinched his thigh violently, turning the words he wanted to say just now in his throat and swallowing it back.

"I have ...... A steady stream of inspiration was generated. Find me, the cost performance is absolutely high, yes. After speaking, Han Jue rubbed his temples on both sides seriously. Pretend that inspiration is coming and you can't stop it.

He doesn't need a song of 100,000, if he can talk about a song of 50,000, he can pay off the loan. When the time comes, the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and the birds are still flying.

Small goals or something, let's make way for the ultimate goal, don't rush, don't rush.

Han Jue comforted himself, anyway, he was just a transit station for some songs, and he didn't need to produce them perfectly, arrange the music or something, just leave it to the professionals in this world, and he couldn't spend too much effort.

In fact, after Han Jue came into contact with this industry, he would find that for creators, the importance of music arrangement is far greater than what people understand. Some songs can even be resurrected by arrangement alone.

When a person does not create himself, that person can stand at the top of aesthetics and dictate to all creators. But after a long time, people are easy to become narrow-minded, so when Han Jue began to personally produce music, began to write songs, and began to arrange music, he could realize the excellence of the singers and musicians in this world.

Although this China is full of heavy words more than heavy songs, and although it is full of a large number of homogeneous and routine works, there are always people who really make music.

But his battlefield isn't in music.

After this vote, he feels that he can watch a large number of excellent film and television works, and then be inspired, devote himself to writing without being shackled, and wantonly satisfy his desire for expression. There's a balance between input and output, and that's the coolest thing.

That wonderful world is waiting for him to get out of the field and take risks himself.

"Jingle Bell~"

Whose phone rang.

"Jingle Bell~"

The phone rang for a long time and no one picked it up, everyone looked at Han Jue, and Xia Yuan also raised his head to look at Han Jue.

"Uncle, your phone is ringing. Zhang Yiman opened his mouth to remind, pulling Han Jue back to reality from his fantasy.

"Oh, I see. Han Jue pretended to be calm and took out his mobile phone, as if he was deliberately not in a hurry to answer it.

Everyone's eyes were scattered.

Pick up your phone and take a look.

The caller was a stranger's number without a note.

Han Jue walked outside the recording room with his mobile phone, and the phone was still ringing patiently.

"Hey, hello. Han Jue spoke.

After waiting for a few seconds, there was no response from the other side.

Is it a mistake? Or is it a telecom scam?

Han Jue took it and looked at it, it was true that he was on the phone, but the other party just didn't have a sound.

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, a voice came from the phone that he hadn't heard a few times but felt unusually familiar:

"Ah Han. I'm Nozomi...... I returned home. ”8)