This star is from the earth

Han Jue pushed the blindfold on his forehead, and the passengers who were secretly watching him showed surprise on their faces.

Only then did Han Jue really feel that he was a star.

Unlike in the past when he met Zhang Yiman's fans in Huaxia, Han Jue actually has his own fans. (Han Jue does not admit that [Xiaochi Chichi] and the people who commented below are his fans, so he does not accept it.)

In Huaxia before, Han Jue would occasionally encounter someone asking for an autograph when eating, but Han Jue knew that those little girls just saw him on TV and thought he was handsome, so they came to ask for an autograph.

After all, the feelings that Yan Fan and Work Fan bring to artists are different.

Soon, passengers who couldn't hold back came over expectantly and asked Han Jue to sign for her.

Jue couldn't sleep for a while, and Han Jue didn't refuse any autographs requested by the fans, and even politely satisfied them with taking a group photo. The blindfold that Han Jue wears on his forehead, through these group photos, embarked on the road of explosion.

"Han! I really, really like your song! The song you sang on "I AM A SINGER" is so good! Hope you make more good songs!"

"I've listened to your "Shape Of You" two hundred times!"

"I love your rap songs. But it seems like your rap songs are almost gone lately, any chance I'll hear them?!"

"..."

The fans left their seats one by one in an orderly manner, coming to Han Jue in turn to express their love for Han Jue.

There are men and women. There are young people and middle-aged people.

Han Jue kept thanking them.

Han Jue knew in his heart that the ideal winter vacation was over. The past days of being cold, lonely, free, not disturbing anyone, and not being disturbed by anyone are over. But the works he brought from the earth can be loved by these people, and Han Jue felt full of satisfaction in his heart.

Guan Yi lowered his eyes, vigilantly and low-key observing everyone who approached Han Jue.

Xiao Zhou was filming this scene with his mobile phone, and these can be counted as peripherals, and sent to Weibo like the support club. Even if there is no support club fan club now, there will definitely be one in the future. Xiao Zhou couldn't believe it.

Finally, the plane reached its destination.

There is not a cloud in the sky in New York, it is blue and blue, and the sun is unstoppable.

The sun was shining brightly, but the local temperature in New York was still pretty cold. Human beings are animals that hate any season at the moment. When they get out of the warm cabin, they can't help but hate winter and miss summer.

Han Jue likes winter. In winter, people talk less. It can also make him more of a low-key killer.

It's just that the word "low-key" is getting farther and farther away from him in this current country.

When these American passengers got off the plane, they dawdled and followed Han Jue, which made Han Jue, who had his back turned to them, feel very awkward, lest someone would stab him in the back.

Han Jue knew that he was popular in the United States, and Guan Yi told him that he had heard of it, but Han Jue didn't know how popular he was.

It can be said that Han Jue has become the most popular singer in the past two days with his performance of an original song in the first issue of "I AM A SINGER". So people with the same tail behind, even if they have signed, they still want to pay more attention to it, even if they are just joining in the fun, it is still a talking point.

Walking to the lobby, the noise of the airport came to my face.

People in the United States like to wear sunglasses, plus they are all tall and big, and they walk very imposingly, as if they are all like celebrities. If ordinary Asian stars come here, if there is not enough ostentation, they may not be found to be a star in a busy airport.

But Han Jue, an Asian, is slender and tall, strong and strong, and has dancing skills. He has an outstanding temperament when walking, and he is immediately recognized by fans when he walks in the crowd.

Seeing Han Jue's figure, the fans who picked up the plane were all enthusiastic, screaming, shouting his name, and calling I love you.

Han Jue was startled.

Han Jue didn't expect that there would be fans waiting at the airport, let alone so many people.

How Han Jue came to the United States last time, this time is still the same. Three or five people, a few big suitcases, hanging a scarf, walked out like ordinary people.

The person is still the same person, but some things are obviously different this time from the last time.

[Crowdfunding to buy Han Jue! I'll pay a hundred yuan first! 】

[The savior of the American music scene! America needs you! ! ! 】

【stay! stay! stay! 】

【…】

"Han Jue! I love you!"

"Han Han! Look here! Han Han!"

"I Love You!!!"

"..."

Fans held up various signs. There are English and Chinese. The fans shouted all kinds of words, also in English mixed with Chinese.

But the hot feelings for Han Jue can be felt by Han Jue at once.

These noisy words drilled into Han Jue's body surface from the collar of his clothes, and flowed through his whole body, like caresses and lips.

After Han Jue saw and heard it, he couldn't help laughing, but also had a strange mood.

Before seeing these people today, he thought he could not care about his fans, but these hundreds of people came to the airport just to meet him, to tell them his love for himself and his works. listen to yourself. This simply made Han Jue feel that he seemed to be the most beloved person in the world.

Looking at those fans, Han Jue's scalp felt a little numb, as if a warm current spread from his head to his feet.

At this time, he is not very confident that he can keep his distance from this group as before.

Han Jue looked at the fans with mixed feelings.

[Is this what it feels like to be a star? 】

The translator and stylist hesitated. They looked at their small bodies and were very worried that they would not be able to get out with such a small body.

But Guan Yi didn't look too worried, he stood there, waiting for something.

Now they haven't walked out of the exit, and they are still safe with police officers and railings blocking them. And the security guards at the airport came here one after another.

Looking at the hundreds of fans screaming wildly in front of him, Xiao Zhou felt proud.

You ignored us last time, but this time we let you be too high!

Xiao Zhou resolutely maintained the arrogance of the Huaxia people.

As a result, Han Jue smiled in the next second, and came forward to communicate with fans in English cordially.

"Thank you everyone!" Han Jue stepped forward and said loudly, and said very kindly, "Thank you for coming to pick up the plane, I can feel your enthusiasm, thank you! But what I want to say is that as long as everyone likes my work, Don't love me anymore, I have nothing worthy of everyone's love!"

The fans just laughed. I am also willing to calm down and listen to Han Jue.

Han Jue was standing inside the exit, telling jokes with the fans, while waiting for the program group that Guan Yi was talking about.

Soon, the "I AM A SINGER" program team, who came to pick up the plane with a camera, cut a way through the fan base and brought bodyguards to Han Jue.

Several bodyguards with big arms and thick waists surrounded Han Jue and escorted him out.

"What time is it, are you still filming?" Han Jue complained to the camera.

The cameraman was unmoved, and without saying a word, he stepped back and photographed Han Jue, facing the fans who would rush up at any time, without changing his expression.

Han Jue didn't know that he had become the trump card of "I AM A SINGER". Kevin gave the cameraman an order not to shoot anything, but Han Jue had to be filmed.

"Crazy." Han Jue couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw the cameraman's hat being taken off by excited fans.

Han Jue enjoyed star treatment for the first time at the airport, but luckily nothing went wrong. Han Jue was worried [the whole body was touched], [the clothes were disheveled when he came out], so what he saw on TV did not happen in the end.

[Fortunately, it's not too popular. 】Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

After being settled in the hotel, like last time, I had a rest that day, and the recording was on the next day.

New York is not the first time.

Last time, Han Jue didn't want to see any goddess statues, didn't want to go shopping on Fifth Avenue, didn't want to buy anything, he just stayed at the hotel like that, and when he came out, he just sat in an open-air cafe and read a book to kill himself. In the afternoon, it was very satisfying.

But this time, he couldn't even watch it if he wanted to, and he didn't have any time for himself.

Rest today, record tomorrow, and the schedule for the next third and fourth days has been arranged by Guan Yi. As Guan Yi said, the itinerary doubled after it became popular.

Fortunately, Han Jue often stayed up late to watch movies and read comics when he was in Huaxia. He had been trained to stay up late and would not easily get sleepy.

However, the songs to be selected should be reported to Kevin today, and they will review them. To show his importance to Han Jue, Kevin personally received Han Jue in Han Jue's hotel.

"Congratulations, you are already the hottest star in America!" Kevin smiled and hugged Han Jue.

"You have already congratulated on the phone," Han Jue smiled, "but I didn't expect that I would be so popular."

"You have to get used to it, buddy, you will become the hottest star." Kevin looked serious, as if the depressed young director is a thing of the past, and now even flattering is very imposing, the pattern very big.

Han Jue shrugged, thinking in his heart, if he became the most popular in the United States, how many times would his itinerary be doubled? Or not.

"So, what song are you going to sing tomorrow?" Kevin rubbed his hands, as if looking forward to a big meal, waiting for Han Jue to announce his selection.

Han Jue told Kevin the song called "Gu An".

"It's a little strange, it's very small." Kevin muttered.

"Yes." Han Jue responded. Not only the minority, including Han Jue himself, only four people have heard this song...

"Is it an English song?"

"Yes."

"..."

silence.

"...Can't you hear it?" Han Jue blinked and asked Kevin who was listening to music with headphones.

Kevin didn't speak, but he could feel Kevin trembling. This is definitely not trembling with excitement after encountering a good song.

After Kevin finished listening to the song in silence, he took off the earphones and said with a complicated expression: "Han, are you... are you showing yourself that there are really no songs you can catch your eye in the American music scene?"

"Ah, no."

"Don't blame me for being direct, but what kind of shit did you choose?!" Kevin couldn't hold back, and sprayed directly. In the process of listening to the song, he once wanted to strangle Han Jue or strangle himself.

It's too ugly!

Kevin now feels that things are serious.

The last time I helped Han Jue cut out the provocative words in the United States, it was because Kevin admitted in his heart that Han Jue had the ability to create songs that shut up the American music scene. But Han Jue is now choosing to cover songs, not to create. Seeing Han Jue's provocative song selection, Kevin, an American, couldn't bear it. Because this one called [Gu An] is obviously not enough to beat the whole of America!

"Don't worry, don't worry," Han Jue quickly reassured, "This is just the original song. Our show is a cover show, isn't it? I'm going to adapt it."

After Han Jue finished speaking, he looked around and found that Guan Yi had consciously gone out of the room, and then said to Kevin with dissatisfaction:

"This original song is really bad, it's really bad! However, I am confident that this song will be different. If you can understand my music score, you will believe me." Han Jue said, going to Find sheet music.

"I can't understand the music score," Kevin rubbed his face helplessly, and said, "Han, you make me very difficult. I'm the director of a music program. Even if I can't understand the music theory, I can hear the potential of a song. "

Han Jue stopped when he went to get the music score, and turned to look at Kevin.

"As for your "Hotel California", I dare say that you will definitely not get a good ranking!" Kevin said with determination.

Han Jue stood there in a daze, blinked, and suddenly didn't know where to start his complaints.

Han Jue just wanted to speak.

"Don't talk about it! If it's just such a song, I won't agree to it. I will be responsible for the show." Kevin stretched out his hand like a white radish to stop Han Jue from speaking.

"Really, believe me, change the song!" Kevin blinked his not-so-big eyes, and suggested Han Jue very sincerely.

[I believe in your evil. 】Han Jue rolled his eyes.

It's two more. It's the last day, just keep the monthly pass!