This star is from the earth

Back to the lounge.

Catherine opened the door and happily told Han Jue's team in the waiting room the announced ranking.

However, Guan Yi and his group applauded very perfunctorily, and then dispersed on their own. Those who should pack things should pack things, those who should play mobile phones should play mobile phones, and those who should learn English should learn English.

These people's usual reactions made Catherine's excitement nowhere to vent, and she was very depressed.

Only Xiao Zhou paid attention to Catherine.

Xiao Zhou looked at Catherine in surprise and covered her mouth. his own mouth.

Catherine thinks Xiao Zhou is a very good person.

Catherine was about to share with Xiao Zhou the "thrilling moment" when the ranking was announced, but Xiao Zhou's lips suddenly trembled unnaturally.

Catherine stared blankly at Xiao Zhou, not knowing what was wrong. But a flash of lightning flashed across her mind, and she suddenly had an ominous premonition!

"It's not easy." Xiao Zhou pretended to have tears in his eyes, bit his lower lip and touched the tears that didn't exist on his face and said, "It's really not easy."

"!!!" Everyone looked at Xiao Zhou, who was playing Biao.

"Hiss~~~~" Catherine, who could understand Huaxia, gasped, and wanted to rush forward and tear Xiao Zhou's mouth apart.

Everyone in the lounge smiled tacitly.

After Han Jue sang, he stepped from the stage to outside the studio and walked on the road, his eyes glanced at Catherine intentionally or unintentionally.

Catherine was full of praise, only saying [It's so nice, it's completely two songs from the original song] and didn't mention anything [It's not easy].

After Han Jue walked that distance, he didn't hear Catherine say that, so he looked very disappointed.

Now hearing this sentence from Xiao Zhou's mouth, I immediately feel that today's performance is complete.

"Hey~ Xiao Zhou, you can't talk like this." Han Jue "slammed" Xiao Zhou seriously.

"Ah? I'm just sighing. It's really not easy to sing such a song. Whoever touches the original song like that will die. In the end, Brother Han just sang it into a classic. This is absolutely, tsk tsk tsk, nothing to say! Although I can't understand the lyrics, I can feel that this is a song..." Xiao Zhou analyzed it indiscriminately.

"No, you can't say that next time." Han Jue said seriously.

"Oh..." Xiao Zhou sighed, knowing it.

Catherine looked at Han Jue with gratitude in her eyes.

"It's not funny to say too much about a stalk. We should come up with it after a while to avoid aesthetic fatigue."

"Yeah!" Xiao Zhou nodded seriously.

Han Jue, who is the maker of strange online buzzwords such as "Ah X is really strict" and "I want them all", can be said to teach by example, actively cultivate the next generation, and pass on Internet popular culture.

"You guys are enough." Guan Yi couldn't see it, walked over and put his arms around Xiao Zhou's neck, and escorted Xiao Zhou to the other side of the lounge. Also off camera.

The camera in the lounge hasn't been removed yet, are you Xiao Zhou in a hurry to make your debut?

"Boom boom boom~"

There was a knock on the lounge door.

It was Kevin who came in, followed by a group of singers who had just sent off their eliminated friends, a few music consultants who were registered in big companies, a few famous music critics, a number of musicians and bands The members, even the assistants of other singers sneaked out and came to Han Jue's side.

"They want to see you, but they are embarrassed." Kevin turned sideways and showed Han Jue the dense crowd behind him.

Han Jue suddenly felt dizzy.

He is most afraid of socializing or something.

Fortunately, this group of people is very excited, and most of the time Han Jue just nods. The lounge is not big enough, everyone came in one after another, and Han Jue nodded without feeling tired.

"Han, it's a great song! Can you sign it for me?" This is a girl who claims to be from the harmony group. She has exquisite makeup, but unfortunately she has long hair.

"Thank you for the compliment, of course." Han Jue nodded.

"My name is Lily. Could you please give me your contact..."

Before Lily finished speaking, a long-haired guitarist squeezed in front of Han Jue and said excitedly: "Hey, buddy, I think you can give me a contact information. I still have some parts in "Hotel California" There are other ideas, such as..."

"Of course, this is my contact information, please call me." Han Jue happily tore off a piece of paper from Lily's notebook, wrote the number on it and gave it to the guitarist.

Seth squeezed in.

"Dude, you're rockin'," Seth said, shaking his rockin' roll gesture excitedly, "we should do a song together."

This is no nod.

Han Jue observed Seth, and felt that Seth was not taking the opportunity to ridicule or say something ironic.

As long as anyone who can become a star participating in a top variety show such as "I AM A SINGER", except for a very few who have background escorts behind them, they basically have high IQ and EQ. This circle perfectly embodies the natural law of "survival of the fittest".

So after Seth calmed down, he was still a pretty normal guy.

"Really? Then maybe next time we have a chance, we can cooperate once." Han Jue said.

"Hahahaha, good!" Seth was ecstatic, faintly revealing that he wanted to high-five Han Jue.

Obviously, Seth didn't know that in Chinese culture, "next time" means to be determined indefinitely, "have a chance" means to talk about it and don't take it seriously, and "maybe" means to see the mood first and then the situation.

Han Jue quickly chatted with other singers.

Han Jue stayed in the waiting room for an extra long time tonight, promising countless [chance] and [next time] before recording the post-match interview. When it was late at night, I was finally able to look up at the starry sky in New York.

Take a deep breath of mist, watch the mist linger in the dark night, and then dissipate in the night sky.

"Don't be in a daze, go eat!" Guan Yi rolled down the car window and shouted at Han Jue who was standing at the door.

Han Jue quickly wrapped up his clothes and crawled into the warm car.

Sitting in the nanny car that Guan Yi negotiated from the program team, Han Jue stretched happily, listening to the soothing light music in the car, he relieved all the burdens from his body at once.

An engrossing performance can be quite exhausting. But the happiness is still very happy, and the longing for my hometown is expressed all at once.

Han Jue looked out the window and remembered a book that said——

[No matter where you come from, as long as you have lived in the devil city for even one day, you will feel nostalgic for the devil. 】

But no matter how long he has lived in Shanghai, he still misses his hometown very much. But if he couldn't go back to his real hometown, he could only think about his kennel in Modu, at least that was the most like his hometown.

"Old Guan, shall we go back to Shanghai overnight?" Han Jue suggested to Guan Yi who was sitting in the co-pilot.

Xiao Zhou, who was driving, was surprised: "Is it in such a hurry?"

"I suddenly want to eat a Greek restaurant on [Bite of Tongue Road]."

"It's delicious?" Xiao Zhou's tone became ambiguous.

"not bad."

"Brother Han, take me to eat next time."

"No need next time, I'll take you to eat when I return home tomorrow." Han Jue was in a rare good mood, so he pretended to be generous.

"Wow! Good, good!" Xiao Zhou nodded fiercely, the car was shaking from side to side, about to float, and said to Guan Yi who was sitting in the co-pilot, "Brother Guan, shall we go back tonight?"

"What are you thinking? Are you still making money? If not, then we'll go to the airport now." Guan Yi's tone was like icy rain, patting on the faces of Han Jue and Xiao Zhou.

Han Jue pretended to be asleep, motionless like a dead person. Xiao Zhou whistled and quietly turned up the music volume.

Guan Yi lowered the music volume again, and continued: "The next recording will be five days later, and the program team extended our hotel room for a week. We will stay in the United States for these five days."

"..." Xiao Zhou and Han Jue.

Guan Yi then turned on the tablet and counted Han Jue's itinerary in detail. The words were like a knife: "Go to bed early tonight, and live a little easier tomorrow. I will adjust your state. In the morning, I will shoot the cover of a fashion magazine. In the afternoon, there will be two commercial performances." , an interview with a music magazine, an interview with two entertainment magazines, and two radio stations at night. There will be commercial performances starting the day after tomorrow in the morning..."

Xiao Zhou heard faint sobs behind him.

[I have a kind heart, I don't want to hear anyone cry! ] Xiao Zhou frowned and thought.

Xiao Zhou, who couldn't bear it, turned his head to meet Guan Yi's calm eyes after Guan Yi finished speaking, and summoned up his courage to say:

"Brother Guan, the music is nice, can I turn up the volume by two bars?"

"Can."

"Thanks."

Xiao Zhou seemed to feel the sobs behind him getting louder?

In the next few days, Han Jue stayed in the hotel playing music in addition to running his schedule outside.

There is no creative bottleneck in Han Jue for the time being, so Guan Yi can safely pull Han Jue out to make money.

Although Han Jue complained, but the itinerary that should be run was not missed.

Before the publicity period, I ran around, went to this program and that program, was tired, and I was full of complaints when I received little money.

But now after "I AM A SINGER" was broadcast for the first time, Han Jue's net worth has soared, the kind that has doubled dozens of times. You can also take on real commercial performances. This commercial show is not like the previous one where I sneaked to the [Alley] to run a commercial show once a week. A real commercial performance is very professional. Arrive at the venue, get ready, sing, take the money, and leave.

The money came rushing in, which made Han feel painful and happy.

Even Han Jue's "Yesterday Once More" on "Wednesday Late Show" was booming, and he was often asked to sing it live when he was a guest on the radio station.

It doesn't take time to sing a song, all the time is spent traveling back and forth.

But Han Jue has the super power to fall asleep at any time, so even if the workload increases this week, he will not be too uncomfortable to adapt.

The day should have been uneventful until the recording of the next issue of "I AM A SINGER" started.

However, in ordinary and steady days, "surprises" in life often come across unexpectedly and uninvited.

...

"Which room does Han Jue live in?"

The front desk staff of the hotel raised their heads, and saw a beautiful Chinese woman, took off her sunglasses, and asked them about Han Jue's news with a pair of bright eyes. Even though they are both women, the hotel staff can still feel the charm of oppression.

"I am his friend."

The schedule adjustment is successful! I knew there was no schedule in this world that I couldn't adjust to! Let's celebrate by voting!