This star is from the earth

The whole night of the finals was grand and gorgeous, like a music feast, but Han Jue was only wearing a passerby costume, and brought a group of passerby-style young people over. It's really hard to convince people that Han Jue took this finals seriously.

The host who was in charge of interviewing each singer in the building was a little unhappy. National pride is a bit bruised.

But the over 40-year-old host knew very well that Han Jue was talking and laughing with the chief director and producer, so he didn't dare to show his unhappiness.

When Han Jue walked to the interview position, the host had already adjusted his mentality.

"Hello! Han!"

"Hi."

"Your clothes...look confident."

"Thanks."

"...Han, your singing guests all look young and unfamiliar. Is there Gu An among them?" the host asked.

"No," Han Jue shook his head first, and then turned to the five young people behind him, "Introduce yourself."

The microphone was handed over by the host. The five young people hurriedly stopped shrugging their shoulders and rubbing their arms, made quick eye contact with each other, and bumped back and forth with their shoulders, finally pushing the lead singer out.

The lead singer hummed and said vaguely: "We hope..."

"What?" The host didn't respond.

"We hope..." the lead singer said again.

"What??" The host heard it clearly this time, but he really didn't understand how these stupid big guys like them are just hope. Whose hope is it? The hope of all America? Do you have proof of qualification?

"we are……"

"Okay, okay," Han Jue felt that their words were too smudged, "They are called [Hope Band]."

"Oh oh oh~" Both the host and the four friends behind the band breathed a sigh of relief.

But even if the host knew the name of the band, he was still not interested.

The host said: "In fact, everyone expects you to invite Gu An to help out."

"I hoped so too, I invited him and he declined."

"Do you regret that he didn't accompany you on such an important occasion?"

"No regrets. Because I believe that although he will not be on stage, he will definitely watch me from a corner." Han Jue stretched out his index finger and middle finger, gestured for his eyes, and then pointed to the camera. It means that you are being watched. Repeat the action three times, which means that you are being watched firmly.

Guan Yi, who was heading to the singer's lounge in the distance, suddenly turned his head to look at Han Jue.

"Okay," the host continued to interview Han Jue, "So, you can still sing Gu An's works in the finals?"

"right."

The reason why the host asks this is because Han Jue usually releases Guan Yi's version first, and then he goes on the show to adapt it. But this time Han Jue didn't release Guan Yi's version first.

The reason is that Guan Yi's tone is too domineering. Han Jue worried that after Guan Yi's version was released first, everyone would go astray when he interacted on the scene.

So Han Jue asked the director for a privilege, saying that Guan Yi's version will be released after the live broadcast ends.

Chief director Kevin accepted.

Regarding all the demands made by Han Jue, Kevin seems to be able to accept anything.

"Yes, I will sing Gu An's works with these young men." Han Jue answered the host's question.

"So, what kind of song is it?"

"It's a song...for my fans."

"Wow, it's nice to give back the fans' support. It looks like tonight will be a very meaningful night."

"I only agree with the second half of the sentence."

"...emmm, what?" The host dutifully maintained a smile, but there was a little doubt in the smile.

"I'm sure tonight is going to be a meaningful night, but it's not about giving back to the fans for their support. When I've been singing somewhere else before, they've always been happy to tap and I'm thankful for them , but to be honest, their beats were terrible, which made me very sad." Han Jue frowned as he recalled. If it wasn't for his physical talent, he might have been taken away directly.

The five young people behind Han Jue were dumbfounded.

"So I asked Gu An to make a song with a simpler beat, so that fans can make no mistakes in the future." Han Jue said.

"Uh, ah, so, um..." The host opened and closed his mouth, really not knowing how to make Han Jue's words warm.

Finally, the host raised his hand back fiercely, facing the camera, and said in a passionate tone: "Thank you Han Jue for the interview! Next, please look forward to the performance brought by Han Jue! Thank you! Please go to the lounge and get ready!"

Han Jue and his group were taken to the singer's lounge by Catherine, who had long been unable to hold back.

...

...

The rehearsal was already done yesterday.

After the singers arrived at the waiting room, after a while, the audience began to be checked and entered.

As soon as the audience entered the studio, they immediately understood that the program team said that the night of the finals was fully upgraded, and they didn't just mean the upgrades on the outside. It turned out that the inside had also been upgraded.

The decoration is mainly black and gold, with more gorgeous lighting, a wider stage, and more seats. It especially demonstrates the determination and tolerance of the program group.

Although there are only 500 public judges in each issue, the number of people watching each issue is not only 500. Even if you can't vote, it's good to listen to songs. So the number is always between five and six hundred.

On the day of the finals, even more people came to watch.

In addition to all the singers who were eliminated before, some well-known American music critics, well-known singers, and bigwigs with resources in the circle also attended to watch the competition.

Some participating singers have already started to feel nervous, but for Han Jue, no matter who comes, it has no effect on his performance.

"What?!" Han Jue was so shocked that he almost jumped up from the front of the dressing table.

"Director Zhang is here," Guan Yi said calmly, "He said he wanted to talk to you."

In the Chinese context, "let's talk" is not a good word. Usually when this sentence is said, it is mostly because one of the parties is caught by the other party and is about to negotiate. In addition, this sentence is also an advance notice of disagreements, conflicts, and fights.

Han Jue thought of running away for a moment.

But he forgot his situation. Han Jue's stylist slapped him hard on the shoulder, held the cotton pad and said sharply, "Don't move!"

This tone seemed to control the suspect, so Han Jue didn't dare to move.

"Tell him what's going on until the end!" Han Jue said to Guan Yi.

However, Guan Yi just shook his head: "It's already here."

Han Jue's face was pale, and his heart was full of the struggle of the gangsters being blocked in their lair by anti-terrorists.

Catherine and the rookie band looked at Han Jue's numb expression, and couldn't understand why Han Jue was so afraid of that person called Director Zhang. Even if he was Teacher Zhang's father, he wouldn't be afraid of this.

[Is it for the effect of the show? 】They turned their heads to search for the camera.

But not found.

So I can only interpret Han Jue's performance as a man who [treats life as a variety show] and has his own camera.

The prank clip of "Let's Fall in Love" hasn't been broadcast yet, so Catherine and the five young people certainly don't know what happened. But if it is said that what happened during the recording of "Let's Fall in Love" did not reach Zhang Yaohui's ears, Han Jue does not believe it.

At this time, Han Jue felt distressed, coupled with a guilty conscience, how could he dare to see Zhang Yaohui. I feel that Zhang Yaohui must have come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime.

But Zhang Yaohui is now regarded as the highest level of his partner. It is said that Zhang Yaohui admires Han Jue very much and is optimistic about Han Jue, so when Han Jue was not as popular as it is now, their cooperation has been let Han Jue from the very beginning. A lot of profit.

It would be shameful for Han Jue to refuse to see him.

When Han Jue realized that this side was unavoidable after all, he finally patted the armrest of the chair, gritted his teeth and said, "See you soon! What are you afraid of!"

Guan Yi nodded, showing no sign of comforting Han Jue or sending blessings.

"Hey, hey, don't go, you stay," Han Jue saw that Guan Yi was about to go out, and immediately tried to persuade him to stay, "Always be on guard that I will be beaten to death by Zhang Yaohui."

"He won't kill you." Guan Yi said.

Guan Yi's calm voice reassured Han Jue a little.

"But his bodyguards will."

Han Jue's heart rose again.

"But I can stop his bodyguard." Guan Yi's flat tone was full of confidence.

Han Jue's heart was relieved again.

"But if there are more than three, I won't be able to stop them." Guan Yi said again.

"Go, go, go! Go! Go!" Han Jue waved his hand fiercely. I was annoyed by Guan Yi's way of chatting.

Guan Yi went out.

When Guan Yi came in again, he came in with Zhang Yaohui.

As soon as Zhang Yaohui came in, his strong presence made him look like a star. Han Jue didn't care who was more attractive than whom, his attention was all on the few people who came in together behind Zhang Yaohui. But seeing how pampered and pampered those people were, they didn't look like bodyguards, so Han Jue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

To Han Jue's surprise, Zhang Yaohui had a peaceful face after entering the room, looking at Han Jue as if he didn't know what Han Jue had done.

"It's nothing, just take a look and chat casually." Zhang Yaohui sat on the sofa and said, raising his hand to ask Han Jue to sit too.

Han Jue sat down, in the same posture as a good baby.

"Time has passed so fast." Zhang Yaohui said.

"Yes." Han Jue nodded in agreement.

"It's finally over." Zhang Yaohui sighed with emotion, as if there was something in his words.

"It's finally over." Han Jue said with emotion. But what Han Jue felt was that the production of the record could finally start, and then he could finally start earning Huaxia coins.

After chatting for a few minutes, Zhang Yaohui proposed to leave.

"We have to bring the champion here," Zhang Yaohui encouraged Han Jue with a smile, "After winning the championship, some schedules can be arranged."

"Ha, I'll try my best." Han Jue smiled very honestly, thinking that Director Zhang is really a good person.

"By the way, what song are you going to sing next?"

""We Will Rock You"." Han Jue said.

Zhang Yaohui raised his eyebrows and nodded.

"The title of this song is quite interesting." Zhang Yaohui's eyes were full of amusement, "Translate it, it means...we will throw stones at you."

Han Jue laughed.

Zhang Yaohui looked at Han Jue and smiled, so he smiled too.

"We'll throw stones at you."

"Haha." The person behind Zhang Yaohui laughed.

"We'll throw stones at you."

"Hahahahaha."

The whole room laughed.

Who would have thought that working overtime today...