Chapter 77: A Sad Story
Listening to Zhang Yiman's song is like drinking a new cup of tea, the brand does not have much history, but the leaves are excellent.
Han Jue listened to Zhang Yiman's singing voice and listened to the classics from his previous life, even if it was incomplete, he really had a taste of memory. There is a kind of sigh, and there is also a sigh, and people become soft.
While listening, the producer secretly looked at Han Jue and the cameraman of the program team, and saw the expected expression of enjoyment.
The producer peeked at Han Jue, and their small movements were captured by the camera. He first slowly showed a subtle smile, and then unconsciously put his hands behind his back, and raised his chin high, even if he didn't look at the two words "pride" that kept popping up on the screen with special effects, the audience could see the producer's sigh.
Although it is the effect of the show, Zhang Yiman's performance can fully afford to make the company's predecessors and her fans proud of her.
Although Zhang Yiman is not very experienced, she can perfectly digest the lyrics and sing the feeling that she can sing at an age that does not belong to her. People have to sigh that some people just enjoy food and eat by God.
There are only four lyrics in total, and those who sing it can't sing enough, and those who listen to it can't listen to it.
After Zhang Yiman finished singing, he opened his eyes and looked at Han Jue outside the glass.
The producer ostentatiously asked, "Let little Mando try a few ways to sing, I think there is a better one?"
Han Jue said: "No, it's good." ”
According to the routine, Zhang Yimando should be allowed to play, but he met Han Jue, who was recording songs seriously.
Han Jue beckoned Zhang Yiman to come out, Zhang Yiman ignored the depressed eyes of the seniors in the same company, Han Jue asked her to come out, and she came out obediently.
Zhang Yiman came out, and then Han Jue went into the recording studio.
No one spoke in the club for a while. Several men had mixed tastes, and the moment they heard the song, their superiority was immediately shattered. They didn't want to admit that the song they heard in front of them was made by Han Jue. The ladies don't have so much bad feeling for no reason with Han Jue, they like it in their hearts, and they can't say it. They could see that their male partners were not in a good mood, so they didn't touch their heads.
After a long silence, Li Zebin groaned for a while, then came out to clean up the atmosphere and said, "It should be written by Ai Du." ”
This explanation is not self-deception, Zhang Yiman's part may really be written by Aidu, and then appear in the show through Han Jue's pen. can't say that the show was written by Han Jue, and those of them who watched the show really thought that it was written by Han Jue.
"Wait a minute, Han Jue sings his own part, whether he wrote it or not, it will be easy for the truth to be revealed. ”
"Yes, yes, yes. ”
Grasping this speculation was like grasping at a life-saving straw, and they gradually eased up.
Weng Nanxi was silent, uneasy in his heart, but he kept a bit of luck.
Zhang Yiman came out and accepted a wave of well-deserved praise, and the special effects flew sideways.
Han Jue entered empty-handed, half-hung his head, and closed his eyes in contemplation. After a long time, he opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath.
In the eyes of Han Hei, it looks like a clown who carefully makes people laugh, and he is very troublesome.
The people in the club were in the same mood as Han Hei, they wanted to laugh at Han Jue's pretense, but they felt uneasy when they saw the depth in Han Jue's eyes, and they barely said the words of ridicule and ridicule, and they became very unconfident.
Music plays.
In the accompaniment of synthesizers, a melodious saxophone sounds, like a yellowed memory.
[I haven't thought about those things for a long time, and I found that I have no more tears for a long time]
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The audience also guessed that Han Jue was ready to sing rap. After all, Han Jue relied on rap to return to the public eye, so it was expected to hear rap. Just singing rap on this show, are you sure it's not disgusting "There is Hip Hop"?
Some viewers who watched "There is Hip Hop" hurriedly ran to watch after hearing the news that Han Jue was going to make a song in "Let's Love", and it was likely to be rap.
Then they heard the lyrics sung by Han Jue, which were different from the previous outpouring of anger, different from the sharpness of dissecting society, and even different from the lazy softness of jazz.
It's like wiping away your tears after a day of crying, convincing yourself that you still have to live, and then using a stunned tone to try to tell the past as smoothly as possible.
They only listened to a bland beginning, but with the sad saxophone, the whole person became uncomfortable, and even began to feel uneasy in their hearts.
[There are only suicide notes left without half a sentence, and the uneasy plot seems to be staged as an art]
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Sure enough, when people heard [Mother] and [Suicide Note] again, they sighed in their hearts. They thought of what Han Jue was going to sing.
[One sunny afternoon, waking up frightened by everything, the gas canister and the closed window, the woman used her warm hands, grabbed my throat and ignored my cough, coupled with the gas poisoning and swollen tongue, the smell still makes me uncomfortable]
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When some audience members heard Han Jue sing such a heartbreaking past with his eyes closed and a calm face, what they saw in front of them blurred, and tears unconsciously moistened their eyes.
Even though there are people on the Internet who make up all kinds of details, they are not as heart-wrenching as the truth.
And some of the viewers who used to ridicule and even maliciously speculate about Han Jue's life experience on the Internet by virtue of chasing after the wind and shadows, faced the screen and looked at the lyrics on the screen in a daze, as if the whole person was in a trance and saw the bloody truth. They suddenly woke up, finally realized what they had done these days, and suddenly their conscience was like a thousand ants eating their hearts, and regret, guilt, and disgust for what they had done, and complex emotions welled up in their hearts.
Weng Nanxi bit her lower lip and listened to the lyrics, her doubts about whether this song was composed by Han Jue had been dissipated, because she knew that this matter was something that Han Jue was hiding in the deepest part of her heart.
She didn't know what mood she was in to listen to it.
[After a few days, my mother left quietly, although she was supposed to take me with her, I haven't died yet, this is a tragedy or a miracle, I'm not dead yet, it's not gas that poisons me]
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[Who said that a child without a mother is a grass, countless emotions in sympathy, I don't need it the most, but that's ok, the worst has passed, but that's ok, the worst has passed]
Listening to the questions in the lyrics, except for the determined Han Hei, no one can tell whether Han Jue's survival is a miracle or a tragedy.
To live, to pick up a life, but to live in hellish torment.
This question is asking the listener, and it is also asking Han Jue himself.
One can even imagine that Han Jue has questioned his existence countless times. And they, the melon-eating masses who stuck knives in Han Jue's heart, every word they said, every malicious gaze, was likely to become a straw that crushed Han Jue a little bit. If Han Jue commits suicide soon after, then they are the murderers.
Hearing the end, Han Jue repeated "The worst has passed" twice, as if to comfort himself, repeating, just to enhance his persuasiveness. Combined with the current situation that Han Jue is still at the center of the whirlpool of public opinion, this comfort is a bit self-deceptive, and it can't help but make people feel sad.
Because they know that the worst is not yet over.
On the screen, Han Jue smiled after singing and slowing down.
Neutral viewers and fans felt even more distressed when they saw this smile.
"Tears !! heartache!!"
"The first time I listened to rap, I cried. ”
"I want to say to those brainless blacks who were called Huan before: Are you still human?"
"What did it take to write this kind of song? ”
"Alas, I want to say sorry to Han Jue......"
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Before the show ended, some netizens on the Internet spontaneously promoted the song. Although it is not a finished product, it is just a mobile phone to shoot the screen of a TV or computer, but the number of reprints and likes has risen.
The people who left the messages used profound words, some comments were ten exclamation points after a word, and some were a long paragraph of the text to express their hearts, if it wasn't for the normal nickname, it would make people think it was a water army. In short, this kind of "exaggerated" feedback aroused other netizens to listen curiously, and after listening to it, combined with what happened to Han Jue recently, it tasted too much flavor from this song.
Some of the marketing accounts that were still attached to Han Jue before have no burden on their faces. reprinted the song one after another, praising how this song was tear-jerking, it was the most touching work of the year, and then denounced netizens who didn't know the truth before It was too much.
Some unknown passers-by and netizens, even if they don't know the cause and effect of Han Jue's incident, but when they hear this song by chance, they can still feel sad and uncomfortable through the music, and after learning about the singer Han Jue, they only feel distressed for Han Jue.
The impact of this song has only just begun.