This star is from the earth

[Tu Mi does not compete for spring, loneliness blooms the latest. 】--Su Shi

Tea Mi (tu Tu, mi Mi) flowers belong to the Rosaceae family, yellow-white and fragrant. When the flowers that bloom in spring are all withered and summer comes, Tea Mi is in full bloom. So when the tea leaves are all in bloom, the whole flowering season will be over soon.

The language of flowers is [Beauty of Doomsday]. Its beauty is lonely.

This kind of loneliness is like when Han Jue just came to this world, looking around, he clearly sees all human beings, but he just feels that there is no one of his kind.

There is a saying in "Dream of Red Mansions": "The flowers are in full bloom."

"Blooming to Tumi" and "Flower Things" happen to be Han Jue's favorite songs. As in this world, he has a playlist called "Must Restore", which is the songs he intends to make out for himself to listen to. These two are on the list.

But Han Jue was a half-literate worker in his previous life, so he naturally liked "Opening to Tumi" more. Just get it out first.

"Opening to Tumi" is personally certified by Lin Cishen. It is the song he is most satisfied with, and the lyrics are naturally accurate.

Lin Cishen personally said the lyrics of this song [adding one point will make it longer and minus one point will make it shorter], he will never be able to write such words in the future.

Han Jue didn't quite understand such words before, but now he understands them but it's heavy, and he would rather not understand them.

Like "Because of Love", Han Jue wrote songs like "Open to Tumi" for the purpose of "letting go".

In "Because of Love", Han Jue let go of his obsession with his ex-girlfriend, but in "Driving in Tumi", he let go of it even more.

This is a song that persuades people to let go of their hearts, but it is too hard to persuade.

It almost uses a kind of nihilism to deny the feelings of sadness, crying, and hunger, which represent everyone's true emotions, and deconstruct desires.

The overall meaning to be expressed is: nothing more.

But that's all, so keep an eye on it.

Such lyrics are naturally difficult for Zhang Yiman to understand.

But Zhang Yiman has an advantage. After she got a song, she would not immediately ask the creator what emotion he created the work based on.

Actors have to be in the play, and singers have to be in the song. It is understandable for ordinary singers to understand the background of their works, but Zhang Yiman does not.

She always handles the songs with her own singing quotient first. Singing, emotion, artistic conception, she has her own set of ideas, and she will not take the initiative to ask [give me a pair of handcuffs].

Some producers don't like singers to understand by themselves, and they must follow their own ideas; some producers will find a balance with singers; but there are also some producers who will completely let singers and trust singers.

Han Jue is the third type.

From "Your Eyes", there is a tacit understanding between Han Jue and Zhang Yiman.

When a work is born from the hands of the creator, in a sense, it has nothing to do with the creator.

Everyone who sees the work has his own understanding.

When Han Jue was the producer of Zhang Yiman, he never interfered with Zhang Yiman, saying what mood you want to sing with. He often felt that Zhang sang the song without humiliating it, so he passed it. He will not stick to his previous life, and will not force Zhang Yiman's understanding of this song.

Han Jue has his own understanding, and Zhang Yiman naturally has it too. All he had to do was to trust Mr. Zhang, who was much more talented in singing than him.

Zhang Yiman is a good singer. Even if she can't understand, she doesn't have to make it clear before she is willing to sing. She trusts Han Jue just as Han Jue trusts her.

Sing whatever you want.

When we arrived at the singer hall, everyone stood up to welcome Zhang Yiman's return.

Then he praised Zhang Yiman fiercely.

"Oh, I think Xiaoman is going to win the song king."

"I think it's okay."

"The youngest song king! The youngest song king!"

"King of songs! King of songs! King of songs!~~"

Under the booing of singer partners and singers. Everyone used a jerky way of doing a variety show, and collectively booed like elementary school students. They didn't know how sinister and how much they were joking.

This kind of nonsense is not beneficial to people at all, but it does a lot of harm.

Zhang Yiman is innocent, but not that stupid. Faced with such high praise, he knew that he had to explain quickly.

"I think everyone sang very well!" She stepped back and waved her hands repeatedly, "Mr. Song and you all sang very well. At such a young age, I felt the feelings in the song, and I was already crying." Also, Mr. Chen, your A4 treble is great. Generally, male singers will feel very uncomfortable when they change their voices like this. The performance should be better, what a pity..."

Everyone listened to Zhang Yiman commenting on the past singer by singer.

The scene was quite cheerful, hello and me. The singers are very happy. The little girl in front of me praised sincerely, and every one of them was on point, and she also fairly pointed out some mistakes made by the TV station, and felt very sorry for the singers. When they are praised, their smiles are bright.

However, Zhang Yiman's singer partner made a mistake, and suddenly jumped out to show his presence, and said to Zhang Yiman: "I don't think there is anything wrong with our TV station, and even if there is a mistake, I think it will affect the performance. Not big."

This is a bit like reprimanding Zhang Yiman from the TV station's point of view.

Probably felt that Zhang Yiman could not bring him the championship, so it was useless to him. He became impolite when he spoke.

The originally joyful scene suddenly lost its atmosphere.

One sentence embarrasses the person who is praised and the person who is praised, and even other singer partners are also embarrassed.

Everyone knows that this is the son of the deputy director, so even though he is very annoying now that others can't say anything bad about the TV station, the others didn't say harsh words, they just tried to smooth things over.

The staff behind the camera are also as quiet as quails. Of course, such a picture cannot be broadcast. The on-site director first cut off the channel, and asked He Tu in front to resist, and then quickly contacted the chief director. They all thought there was going to be a live broadcast accident.

Seeing Zhang Yiman's hands mixed together, anxious and at a loss, Han Jue's eyebrows frowned all of a sudden.

The son of the vice-director was still chattering: "Today is a live broadcast, and it is inevitable that there will be some mistakes in stage technology, and it is not up to you to say whether there are mistakes or not."

One person answered: "Then tell me."

Everyone looked at the sound source and found that it was Han Jue who spoke out.

The expressions of everyone present were wonderful. Some people look forward to it, some look at the show, and some look dignified. One person's shoulders suddenly softened and were no longer tense.

The one who was bullied by Han Jue didn't expect someone to bully him, and almost said [Do you know who my father is] out of shock, but somehow held back. However, his original serious face suddenly couldn't be maintained and became awkward.

Han Jue looked at him with a mocking expression, and continued: "If you don't say it yourself, don't tell others? How can you be so good?"

"I didn't say that. I just...although I'm not a professional singer, but I don't think it's a big problem because it doesn't affect the final stage effect." He looked calm and calm.

"It's a pity that you are the host." Han Jue suddenly looked at him regretfully.

He didn't understand why Han Jue suddenly showed weakness, but he felt that Han Jue might have remembered his identity and background. So he said [Oh] in a full-bodied manner: "Oh?~"

Han Jue frowned, looked at him for a while, and said, "You should go to the construction site."

"Why?"

"I think you are quite good at raising arguments. It's a pity not to go to the construction site."

"Pfft." Song Yin turned his face away, his shoulders trembled with his huge body.

The others couldn't help but laugh too.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the singer hall was full of lightness.

"Did I raise an argument? Where did I raise an argument?!" The one who was bullied hated Han Jue to death. He blushed, trying to get Han Jue to say something.

"I know you hate this word, but if you want to reduce the number of times you hear this word in your life, don't act like a sand sculpture all day long." Han Jueyun glanced at him lightly.

Although he didn't know whether the current situation was being broadcast live, he didn't care.

Before Zhang Yiman said whoever scolded [workplace couple] or him, she would scold back.

Now, he's just doing the same.

Zhang Yiman reproached and patted Han Jue's thigh lightly, hinting with his eyes that he should stop talking. But the effect was obvious, and Zhang Yiman's complexion looked much better at this time. His eyes fluttered, and his little hand unconsciously rubbed on Han Jue's thigh.

Han Jue took her hand away calmly. I thought to myself that this would really cause a live broadcast accident.

"Okay, okay," the other singers saw that the son of the deputy director was about to go berserk, so they smoothed things over, "Watch the game and watch the game."

At this time, the performance of the last singer on TV is about to begin.

Everyone quieted down and watched the performance together.

The scene director breathed a sigh of relief. Just now when he saw that the situation was not right, he felt that he had cut away, and he asked He Tu on stage to delay for a while. There was almost a live broadcast accident, and the director on the spot wanted to beat the deputy director's son to death.

Sister Qin behind the camera also breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing Han Jue's leisurely and self-satisfied appearance, not afraid of revenge from the deputy director's son, she felt for the first time that Han Jue's title of "Uneasy Factors in Variety Shows" was not a bad name.

The singers quieted down and enjoyed the performance of the last diva-level singer together.

Watching the performance, everyone immediately forgot the unhappiness.

Because this queen's performance is really nothing to say.

After all the singing was over, it was time for the 500 public judges to vote.

The camera in the singer's hall is connected to the scene of the stage at this time, and the expression of each singer is very clear.

It's a big deal, and there's no singer who doesn't care about voting results. Those who say [Follow the Fate] actually care a lot in their hearts. Those who really don't care will not go all the way to the last step.

Zhang Yiman sat beside Han Jue, holding Han Jue's hand tightly.

Tension, tension, tension... relax.

Compared to the tense and dignified faces of all the singers present, Han Jue's relaxed expression was the most eye-catching.

"It's okay, we will definitely be in the top four." Han Jue leaned into Zhang Yiman's ear and whispered.

Zhang Yiman was nervous and speechless.

Voting is closed.

After the mysterious suspense setting, He Tu squeezed out the ranking bit by bit, and Zhang Yiman and Han felt that they were third.

"Ah..." Zhang Yiman expressed her disappointment with a rising and falling tone.

Han Jue was worried that Zhang Yiman would say something stupid, so he hurriedly said, "Not bad, not bad."

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PS: Key points: [I opened a collection building for the protagonist singing songs in the book review area! 】

Because some friends may think that the songs I chose are not to their liking, and they feel that reading a book is a bit boring. I'm also a bit annoyed when I see this message. After careful consideration, I decided to open a solicitation building, intending to ask everyone what songs they want the protagonist to sing.

Which songs will be used at that time, the rules are in that building. Friends who have ideas, go to the building to leave a message! I put all my treasures there.

Still continuing to write, trying to finish writing this plot as soon as possible.