This star is from the earth

The second question is asked like this:

[Hello, Han, after watching your show, the biggest feeling is that you speak very well. I am very stupid when I speak, and I really want to know how to be like you. 】

This question is much cuter, even a little academic. Teacher Han is not afraid of this.

"It seems that I'm not the only one who thinks you have a strong mouth." Irene stuck out her tongue and flicked there again, Han Jue was very disgusted and flinched back.

It made the audience roar with laughter.

Back to the question.

"My experience is," Han Jue said after thinking for a while, "you don't need to learn how to speak well, you just need to know when to shut up. Speaking badly is a talent, so try not to learn from me. good."

Han Jue's self-mockery provoked a low laugh.

"Han Jue, are you interested in being a host? Hosting is a profession that legally speaks badly." Irene joked with a smile, "Okay, let's look at the last question, I hope this question is interesting."

The big screen shows the third question:

[Do you think English songs are better or Chinese songs are better? 】

This question is a bit tricky for ordinary Chinese singers who come to the United States to make money. They can't be unconscionable, but they are here to make money, so they often have to talk about him and pretend that they don't understand.

But for Han Jue, he can answer this question with confidence.

Conan Edogawa's exclusive BGM sounded in Han Jue's mind. He pushed the glasses that didn't exist on his face, leaned back on the sofa confidently, and said:

"This question is meaningless to me. Let's put it this way, the purpose of my visit to the United States this time is to make people stop asking such questions. Because as long as it is written by me, whether it is a Chinese song or an English song, the evaluation is only two." A word—it sounds good. If you don’t believe me, then watch "I AM A SINGER"!"

Han Jue finally remembered the purpose of participating in the talk show today, and cleverly found a point of promotion for the show and himself, not blunt at all!

After answering the three questions, the recording will end.

During the final standing ovation from the audience, Han Jue and Irene shook hands.

"It's a perfect recording, and I'm already looking forward to your next visit." Irene praised sincerely. She had a strong premonition that Han Jue's path was definitely not limited to this.

Han Jue thanked: "Thank you. Besides, I took your invitation seriously. If I want to come again next time, you are not allowed to refuse me."

"Hahahaha, don't you understand that this is polite talk, but if you really come, I will definitely not refuse you."

"Hey, I'm from Huaxia, and I don't understand politeness. Then I will really come next time." Han Jue responded with a smile.

The audience looked at Han Jue and Irene muttering there, and felt that this interview session was really a wonderful viewing experience, and they were really reluctant to let Han Jue go.

Han Jue is gone, the audience can't go yet, there will be a music session next.

...

After the projection of Han Jue's entire interview, the next part is music and songs. However, after listening to Han Jue's music, who else can listen to the following songs without comparison?

The guest singers who performed later were really pitiful. Han Jue sang such a song earlier, so a comparison like this makes the difference. Propaganda may be counterproductive.

The picture on the screen suddenly paused.

Koike and the others, who were about to criticize the music guests, didn't know what was going on, what happened, and thought that the projector had malfunctioned.

Xiao Xia stood up.

Everyone just watched in a daze as Xiaoxia walked to a table in the front row, turned on a light, propped the table with both hands, faced everyone, stared at everyone, looked around like a mountain sculpture, and lowered her voice , slowly opened the mouth and said: "The song by Han Jue just now...I said it sounds good. Does anyone here have a different opinion?"

The light came down from above Xiaoxia, making her very gloomy and terrifying.

"No, no, no opinion!"

"It's really nice!"

"I just thought I was the only one who thought it sounded good, and I was so shy that I didn't dare to speak! Ha, ha ha."

"..."

After a brief silence, the people below expressed their obedience to the leader Xiao Xia.

Xiao Xia nodded in satisfaction, and continued to ask: "Han Jue's interview is also very interesting, right?"

"Funny, interesting, want to marry him!"

"I've never met such a funny and funny person!"

"..."

Xiao Xia nodded again in satisfaction.

"Since everyone agrees, let's do a series of content about Han Jue in the United States. If you agree, just raise your hand." Xiao Xia tapped the big screen behind her with her chin, and then continued to look gloomyly at the people below , saying, "Who agrees? Who opposes?"

Everyone was silent, and after looking at each other for a while, tremblingly wanted to raise their hands.

Suddenly, a voice said:

"I have a question!"

Everyone put down their half-raised hands and looked at the source of the sound in unison.

Unsurprisingly, it was Qianqian who spoke.

Qianqian has a problem with Xiaoxia and Xiaochi. This opinion is also very recent.

The reason is that the last time [Xiaochi Video] had dinner at [New York Street], Xiaochi, Xiaoxia, and Qianqian were the last to leave. Qianqian didn't go to the supermarket to buy something. When she came out, she found Xiaochi and Xiaoxia. are gone. Call, the phone can't get through. She just waited there for half an hour, looking for half an hour. In the process of searching, she heard foreigners running to a certain place from time to time. Qianqian thought there was a fight there, so she hid far away and desperately called Xiaoxia and Xiaochi.

Two hours later, Xiaochi called with great excitement, saying that he had finally met Han Jue again, and that he and Xiao Xia had just gone to play with Han Jue, and even took a good video of Han Jue.

Finally, I asked where Qianqian was.

[Meet Han Jue by chance, have you played with Han Jue? ? ? 】

[Also ask where I am? ? ? 】

[Hehehehe, are you two still human? ? ? 】

On the second day, the friends in the studio saw Xiaochi proudly showing off the video, and they were all annoyed why they didn't evacuate [New York Street] later, otherwise they could play with Han Jue.

Then someone asked, why didn't you see Qianqian in the video? Didn't the three of you go back together?

The air in the studio was suddenly quiet.

From that day until now, Qianqian has not given Xiao Chi a good look, and she is even more aggressive towards Xiao Xia.

Now, it's just pissing off.

Now that Qianqian started to confront Xiaoxia, Xiaochi and Xiami tried their best not to make a sound and get involved in the confrontation between the two giants, struggling to survive in the cracks.

"The song is nice, and the interview is also very interesting, but it's still English songs and English. The video of [New York Street] has already been rushed. Next, we will do [Han Jue] and [America], will it continue to attack? "Qianqian licked her fingers covered with potato chip seasoning powder, stared into Xiaoxia's eyes and said bluntly.

Everyone thought it was reasonable, so they looked at Xiao Xia together.

Xiao Xia looked confident, pushed the frame of the mirror, smiled and said:

"Currently the video of the street performances on New York Street is half-cooled, but it's not impossible to save it. It was difficult to save it before, but now it's not impossible.

The video on New York Street caught fire. The specific reason is not that the song is not good, but that most of us Chinese netizens have a prejudice against English songs and refuse to listen carefully. It is useless for us to say that songs are so good. Only by letting them listen actively, will they feel how good the song is. "

Qianqian asked: "Then how can we let them take the initiative?"

Xiao Xia's thoughts were all just thinking while watching the show, and she was still perfecting while talking at this time, but it is not for nothing that she became Xiaoike's partner and the leader of the studio. Xiao Xia looked around everyone's eyes and said: " First of all, we have to change our marketing strategy, Han Jue will participate in the American version of "Singer", whether people admit it or not, Han Jue represents the music level of China."

"What if our Huaxia netizens don't recognize that Han Jue represents Huaxia's music level?" Someone else asked below.

"I'm not afraid of this. You must know that in recent years, the United States has used the flag to surpass China. The people there really believe it, and they are all aggressive. Let's take some comments from American netizens. Those extreme remarks such as "Fuck Han Jue, Fuck Huaxia", "Huaxia Lese, but that's all" are translated, which draws the attention of our Chinese netizens, and then arouses patriotism. When the only candidate is Han Jue Next, they can’t do without supporting Han Jue.”

"Xiao Xia, you are so insidious!" Xiao Chi yelled while pinching his throat among the crowd.

The people around Xiaochi moved away instantly, exposing Xiaochi to Xiaoxia's sight.

"Want to go out?" Xiao Xia asked with a smile.

Xiaochi trembled and shook his head desperately.

Qianqian was already nodding while pinching her chin, thinking deeply.

Xiaoxia let Xiaochi go, and continued to explain to others:

"Since I support Han Jue, I would like to know how Han Jue's fighting power is, whether it is rubbish or really awesome. Next, we will release Han Jue's video, and list Han Jue's songs on the U.S. charts, downloads, plays Quantitative data released, saying that Han Jue has blown up the entire United States with only English songs. Chinese netizens will be curious about what songs they want to listen to and blown up the entire United States. Once they are curious, it is our chance!" Xiaoxia He slapped the table violently.

"Wow!~~"

The crowd below applauded vigorously!

"Thank you, eh, thank you, thank you." Xiao Xia cupped her fists to thank everyone, and the atmosphere at the scene was joyous.

"As long as this is done, we can make a series to continuously bring in Han Jue's dynamics in the United States, attract traffic, and even make spoofs and secondary creations. This year's studio's various incomes will no longer be a concern. .”

"Why is there a constant stream? Whether Han Jue can take root there is a question." Someone raised an argument.

Xiaoxia's gaze was precisely positioned in an instant, and she asked the employee with piercing eyes: "Just because the songs Han Jue produced are all high-quality goods, doesn't that explain the problem?"

Everyone thought that Han Jue was playing a classic song on the show just now, and felt that this was the truth, and immediately became full of confidence, thinking that Old Han was really awesome.

Xiaoxia said: "The next plan is to temporarily resume our old business, and spread out the search information around Han Jue as the center. This time, the information search should be more comprehensive, and the traffic should not be diverted by other marketing accounts."

In Han Jue and Zhang Yiman's "Let's Fall in Love" clip collection, the one with the most beautiful data is not produced by [Xiaochi Chichi], which is a shame!

"What's our slogan?" Xiao Xia asked loudly.

"Han Jue's porter!" Everyone shouted back.

"Hurry up, move, move!" Xiao Xia clapped her hands to get everyone moving, and hurried to work.

Everyone packed up the projector, put back the snacks, turned on the lights, opened the curtains, and went to work full of fighting spirit.

Qianqian also admires Xiaoxia chasing stars for this sake.

Xiaoxia is patrolling behind the employees, guiding the strategic policy:

"The first step is to transfer these things to Weitri first. The marketing direction is to let everyone know that Han Jue will go to the United States to compete."

"Okay!" The staff responded seriously.

This kind of professional atmosphere lasted only a few minutes, and the tone of Koike's studio was still relaxed.

After a while, employee A chatted about gossip while operating the computer, and said, "It's also amazing. Han Jue made such a big noise, and the domestic media died? I really didn't hear any news."

"In fact, there are reports, but every time Han Jue is reported, the length is not large, and it is quickly suppressed by other hot spots." Xiao Xia explained.

"Oh, looking at it like this, I guess someone in the circle is messing with Han Jue." Employee A raised his eyebrows.

"I bet one hundred yuan that it's [Jinsha]. Han Jue's good songs come one after another. [Jinsha] raised Han Jue for nothing for several years, but he didn't get anything. As soon as the contract was terminated, all kinds of explosions occurred. [Jinsha] 】It’s no wonder it’s not popular. Anyway, Han Juemo didn’t sign a contract, so he blocked it as soon as he made a move. Only one "Let’s Love" is supported, and other resources are probably suspended." Employee B looked like he knew the inside story.

"Hey, so to speak, Han Jue found another way to develop in the United States."

"When will the American version of "Singer" be released? I really want to hear it."

"There are still two weeks." Employee A raised his finger.

"It's been so long, let's watch other shows first to satisfy our hunger. Has Han Jue been on other shows?" Employee B trembled from time to time, rubbed his nose, felt restless, felt that something had happened, and urgently needed Han Jue's video relief.

"Well... let me see... there are, but there are no subtitles..."

"Holy shit!"

"I'm going to start learning some English."

"Why so suddenly?"

"I have a hunch that Han Jue will continue to be a demon in the United States, so it is better to learn some English."

"Then I will learn too."

"Hey, tell me, is there anyone who is more professional in chasing stars than the two of us?"

"Hahahaha, probably not..."

The two of them were admiring each other, when they turned their heads and saw Xiao Xia scribbling furiously on the seat, writing a plan, her smile restrained with arrogance, her face calm with fanaticism.

They looked at each other and then worked in silence without speaking.

In terms of the number of words, it is two in one.