This star is from the earth

When Huang Kun was still worrying about how to sneak into the bar, he suddenly found that the customers around him ran in front of him unconsciously.

He observed for a while, and found that some customers were very thieves. Seeing that the manager was gone, they chatted and played with their mobile phones, and they walked into the bar bit by bit. The movements are very natural, but there is a faint feeling that there is competition between them.

Because the current line is already very long, and everyone has not taken a number. After the seats are opened, no one can guarantee that they will get a seat.

"What's the situation? Cutting the queue?!" Huang Kun was very angry, and expressed his anger bluntly.

The bearded and muscular Huang Kun is still very capable of bluffing people, but now there are not just one or two, but everyone is just walking forward a little bit as if nothing had happened, and Huang Kun can't catch everyone. Get up and fight, and everyone will no longer be afraid of this person.

In fact, Huang Kun really had no choice.

Soon, these people walked around half of the corridor, and the noise immediately attracted the security guards in the bar.

The inner door was pushed open, and several security guards rushed out.

There is no manager.

"Stop, stop, stop! You can't come in yet." The security guard trotted over to drive away the customers.

Customers can only step back unwillingly.

Although Huang Kun was unshaven and seemed to be in a mid-life crisis, he was really only twenty-six years old. At this time, his brain, which was still quite clever, suddenly thought of a way.

He quickly took out a certificate from his pocket, unfolded it, hung it around his neck, covered the side with the logo, and turned the reverse side outward.

The security guards in front were seriously blocking the customers and driving these people out of the corridor bit by bit. Huang Kun also opened his hands and began to block the customers half a meter away. While blocking, he turned his back to the security guard and approached, shouting: "Hey! You can't go in now, you can't go in! I will call you later!"

He shouted loudly and confidently.

When Huang Kun stood next to the security guard, he pretended to be relieved, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and ordered to the security guard out of breath:

"Watch them."

Seeing Huang Kun's ID card hanging on his chest, and his unkempt hair and beard, the security guard thought that Huang Kun was a staff member of the program group, so he nodded and seriously stopped the customers outside the corridor, letting them Wait another ten minutes.

Huang Kun smiled covertly when he turned around, but kept his pace at an unhurried pace.

[It's done! 】When the inner door was pushed open, Huang Kun was very excited. He felt that his acting skills were really good. If he really wanted to starve himself to death writing music reviews, maybe he could switch careers and become a paparazzi.

He looked down at the certificate that helped him a lot, and saw that it read on the front—[Temporary Passport for Pineapple Music Festival Volunteers].

Huang Kun went to the [Pineapple Music Festival] this afternoon as a volunteer. Not because he is helpful, but because he can listen to music for free. After the music festival, he came directly to the bar, wanting to relax, and kept his ID in his pocket, unexpectedly it came in handy.

Huang Kun pushed open the inner door, and as soon as he entered the bar, he took a quick look around.

The lights inside the bar are still very bright, and you can clearly see the situation on the scene-a lot of equipment and a lot of people are watching the stage of the bar.

Huang Kun followed everyone's gaze and searched for Zhang Yiman on the stage.

【Zhang Yiman! ! ! 】

[Huang Jin. 】

[Zhang Zishang. 】

Huang Kun not only recognized Zhang Yiman immediately, but also recognized the other two people on the stage by the way.

【Ah~ So I was filming "Extreme Man". ] When Huang Kun saw Zhang Yiman and Huang Jin appearing at the same time, he knew what show Mingming was filming.

But he didn't care about the program, nor was he interested in the two people beside him, he only cared about when Zhang Yiman sang.

A sound with a familiar melody was playing from the speakers at the edge of the stage.

Huang Kun quietly walked to the side, seeing that no one noticed him, he quickly took off his ID and put it back in his pocket. Then put your arms around and pretend that you are a normal worker.

He had already thought about it, and if he was recognized by someone, he would say "I don't know, I thought I could come in" with a blank face. As long as you can hear Zhang Yiman's scene, it's worth being detained and beaten up.

But God probably couldn't bear Huang Kun being detained, nor could he bear being beaten. Huang Jinzai stopped the music suddenly, and panted while wiping his sweat, "It's almost time to end."

【Your sister! 】 Huang Kun swayed and couldn't maintain his posture.

"The bar still has business."

[Fuck them to death! 】

"It's still very cool to sing today, so let's stop here."

【Go to hell! 】

Huang Kun was extremely disappointed.

This disappointment is probably like falling from heaven to hell. He overcame obstacles all the way and did everything he could, just to hear Zhang Yiman's live singing, but as soon as he came, there was no one left? there is none left?

Depriving people of hope after they have hope is probably the cruelest form of mental torture.

Huang Kun almost lost his sanity, and was about to yell [One more song! 】

Fortunately, Zhang Zishang on the stage suddenly said, "Let Teacher Han do a song at last!"

Huang Jin's eyes lit up, and he followed up: "Come on, Xiaohan, you have been listening to the concert for so long, and you must come to one."

Zhang Yiman was also very happy. He got off the stage, ran to a person's side, took that person's arm and said, "You come to sing a song too~ Uncle! Just one song~"

Only then did Huang Kun discover that Han Shaming was also here.

However, Huang Kun didn't feel much surprise when he saw Han Jue, he only felt that he saw a pile of human-shaped stool. Especially seeing the innocent and innocent Zhang Yiman acting like a baby to Han Jue, and Han Jue's posturing, only made Huang Kun feel angry.

This anger might be too obvious, Huang Kun suddenly felt someone staring at him. He glanced over quietly, and saw a man with a temperament like ice, staring at him with calm eyes in the crowd of people in the distance. That sight had no offensive power, but Huang Kun felt as if his whole body was about to be seen through.

Huang Kun's heart skipped a beat.

But he didn't panic or panic, he kept an angry expression, raised his hand to look at his watch, and then let out a [tsk]. There was a trace of helplessness in the angry expression. He sighed, and continued to look at the stage with his arms around him, playing the role of [a staff member whose face was angry because Han Jue delayed picking up the child but had no choice but to continue working because of his due diligence].

But the effect didn't seem to be very good. The ice cube man was walking step by step.

Huang Kun panicked to death, thinking whether he should run away through the door.

at this time.

"Guan Yi, hold my phone for me." Han Jue shouted over there.

Huang Kun saw the ice-like man stop, and turned to get his phone.

Huang Kun heaved a sigh of relief, and when he came back to his senses, Han Jue had already stood on the stage, interacting with Zhang Yiman in the audience.

"I want to listen to "Boy"! "Boy"!~" Zhang Yiman leaned against the edge of the stage, with one foot happily pointing to the ground, looking like a happy little girl.

"Don't sing "Boy" today, sing another song." Han Jue said.

"What is it?"

"'Intimate Lover'."

This is a completely unfamiliar song title, and some staff members couldn't find it even if they searched it on their mobile phones.

Huang Kun has never heard of "Boy" and doesn't know what song "Intimate Lover" is, but this doesn't affect his disgust for Han Shaming.

[Still a close lover? here we go again! The rhetoric is full of lies! Stalking us Zhang Yiman! shameless! 】 Huang Kun rolled his eyes.

Huang Kun hates Han Jue. When you hate a person, the whole body of this person makes people uncomfortable.

Now that Han Jue was about to sing, Huang Kun held the phone in his hand, only showing a camera, and quietly turned on the recording function to take a video. I plan to take a photo of Han Jue's singing, and then go home and criticize this performance every second.

After Han Jue took the phone from the ice man, he connected the phone to the stereo. But he didn't play it immediately, but called a staff member to hold his mobile phone, saying that he would watch him direct later, and press the play button when he wanted to press it. Han Jue himself is holding a guitar and tuning it, it looks like he is going to play the guitar live.

"The demo on the phone only has piano accompaniment, which is incomplete." This is how Han Jue explained to Zhang Yiman.

【waste. 】Huang Kun snorted, thinking that Han Jue was putting on a show, so he knew how to pretend.

But Zhang Yiman did not expect [Wow~~], saying that her uncle is the most powerful, and she is looking forward to it.

After Han Jue tuned his guitar, he stood in front of the microphone stand, bowing his head, thinking.

All quiet.

Everyone quietly waited for Han Jue to sing this unpublished work. Only the cameraman walked around the stage.

Han Jue brewed for five seconds, then opened his eyes, and played the guitar.

A burst of high and low, distant and near, patchwork music, like a spring breeze, filled the entire bar.

Taking a gap, Han Jue nodded to the staff on the side. The staff got the instructions and nervously clicked on Han Jue's cell phone to play. In the next second, the crisp piano sound rang out from the stereo.

The piano is the accompaniment theme, and the guitar is the foil. The proper embellishment of the guitar makes the whole accompaniment more full.

Everyone watching Han Jue playing the guitar casually is like watching Han Jue making and arranging on the spot, and they are still cooperating with themselves. If the preparation is sufficient, everyone fully believes that Han Jue can really complete the work of a band by himself.

But now, everyone present had no time to think about anything else, they just waited for Han Jue's next performance.

After an accompaniment paused, Han Jue spoke:

【

The wind is still blowing tonight, thinking of you is so gentle

The days with you are extraordinarily easy

It's not without a trace, I just miss you too much

How can I dream of you all the time

...

】

In the music circle, the timbre of the sound is divided into high and low.

Some sounds are fun to take out of the recording studio, some sounds are a kind of enjoyment to listen to, and some sounds are so good that they can be used to test the performance of speakers or headphones.

Whether Han Jue's voice has measured the performance of the speaker, the people at the scene don't know. But the moment Han Jue sang the lyrics, everyone felt their spines being touched by an invisible hand.

Han Jue's mid-bass is like a lingering spring breeze, massaging everyone's sense of hearing.

When everyone paid attention to Han Jue's voice, Zhang Yiman paid attention to other things.

The straight-to-the-point lyrics, the frank mood in the lyrics. More importantly, Han Jue likes it unabashedly. This simply melted Zhang Yiman's singing.

Han Jue occasionally tapped a few guitars to blend into the accompaniment, while looking into Zhang Yiman's eyes, he sang lyrics like "Dream You" to her with a smile on his face.

Han Jue neither winked nor made any small moves, he just looked at Zhang Yiman while singing, that's all, but Zhang Yiman felt that he had never been so shy in his life. But she was reluctant to let her look away, so Zhang Yiman held his hot face and stared at Han Jue without blinking.

This is a love song written by Han Jue for her. I understand it directly, and every sentence from the beginning to the end is a confession.

This made Zhang Yiman extremely intoxicated. Everyone feels like they are going to float.

【

With you on the road of love, I am not lonely

You're so good to me, this time it's really different

Maybe I should be nice and have you

like you've been waiting for me

...

】

Han Jue's vocal range is unusually wide, with low energy sinking down and high energy rising to the sky, with almost no weaknesses, and is also very recognizable.

The innate condition is good, no less than Zhang Yiman. It's no wonder that some people feel that they are incomparably matched to each other from appearance to talent to talent.

Huang Kun also heard Han Jue's songs in the United States. In Huang Kun's view, there are advantages and disadvantages.

Han Jue's stage appeal is strong and his emotions are in place, but his singing skills cannot be said to be good because there are no details. It is a waste of talent to be able to let go but not to take it in. It is a waste of talent, and it is also proof of impetuousness, eagerness for quick success, and low IQ... (omit ninety-seven bad adjectives).

Unexpectedly, after listening to it this time, Han Jue's singing skills have improved to a higher level. There are real emotions in the voice, and there are many interesting details.

Huang Kun felt that it would not be so easy to pick on Han Jue's thorns.

【

darling, dear lover

Thank you for staying with me for such a long time

darling, dear lover

This is the most exciting time of my life

This is the most exciting time of my life

】

After Han Jue sang the whole song, he was in a leisurely, comfortable state, not deliberately affectionate, nor greasy.

His leisurely singing has a kind of unassuming beauty.

The tune of the whole song is relatively stable without too many obvious changes of ups and downs, and it feels peaceful and gentle from the beginning to the end.

The song is full of love, not the aggressive love of the public, but the love that flows gently and soothingly like a quiet brook.

Without showing off proudly in advance, and without making a serious announcement, Han Jue just quietly presented a classic in a variety show or a bar.

Although the people present were either variety artists or bar staff, and they had nothing to do with music directly, but this did not prevent them from distinguishing a good song.

"Huh, huh, huh!!!~" Everyone unanimously applauded Han Jue who was bowing on the stage.

Some people are admiring, and feel that Han Jue was chosen by the program group and thought it was a failure at first, but now it seems that this song alone is worth it.

Some people are reminiscing, still indulging in the gentleness of the song and haven't come out. They want to listen to it again, but they dare not ask.

And some people regret it.

"Zishang, brother, please do one thing!" After Huang Jin applauded, he pulled Zhang Zishang and said, "Let's change the producer!"

This is of course a joke, but after listening to Han Jue's singing, Zhang Zishang's self-confidence was also inflated. He ran directly in front of Han Jue to protect Han Jue, and shouted: "Get close to Teacher Han and step over my dead body!" First!"

"Oh." Then Zhang Zishang was pushed away by Zhang Yiman with a hand.

"Uncle~" Zhang Yiman threw himself into Han Jue's arms, hanging on Han Jue's body.

"Do you like this song?" Han Jue asked Zhang Yiman.

"I like it, I like it!" Zhang Yiman was very happy, his voice was full of happiness, "One hundred likes! One thousand likes! Ten thousand likes! One million likes!..."

"Why skipped 100,000 likes?"

"Because there are too many, I sometimes make a mistake... 100 million likes! Hehe, I made it up~" Zhang Yiman felt that he was so smart.

"When will you sing this song to me?" Han Jue

"Then you teach me~"

"Of course," Han Jue said strangely, "I don't teach you, it's illegal for you to use it directly."

"Uncle, you hate it!" Zhang Yiman punched Han Jue.

Han Jue pretended to be in pain and kept coughing, but in exchange for more iron fists from Zhang Yiman's love.

All of this was seen by Huang Kun in the corner.

Huang Kun's mood is very complicated now.

Originally, I wanted to listen to Zhang Yiman's live performance, but ended up listening to Han Jue's live performance. Originally planned to blackmail Han Jue, but was moved by Han Jue's singing.

Hearing a good song, and one that has never been heard before, is a very pleasant thing for music critics, but because the object is Han Jue, who he has been persistently hating, Huang Kun was confused. Reason and sensibility are at war.

After listening to Han Jue's song, watching the interaction between Han Jue and Zhang Yiman, and listening to their conversation, Huang Kun was slightly shaken by the idea of ​​"Han Jue is using Zhang Yiman".

The sound is not deceiving.

Han Jue's singing is so, so is Han Jue's tone.

Huang Kun also thought that Han Jue's liking for Zhang Yiman was all acting, but in the end Huang Kun couldn't convince himself.

[If they really like it...] Huang Kun felt in a trance that he was the old-fashioned father-in-law who opposed having lovers together in TV dramas.

"Oh." Huang Kun sighed slowly, feeling very melancholy.

At this time, a hand suddenly touched his shoulder and patted his shoulder lightly, as if comforting him.

Huang Kun was very moved. If he hadn't suddenly thought of his situation, he might have said something profound to this person, feeling his life.

【Huh? 】Huang Kun is surprised, where can someone comfort him?

When Huang Kun turned his head with a stiff neck and saw the ice cube man, he almost lost his mind.

"How's the video going?" The ice cube man's eyes were emotionless, and his tone was calm and unwavering.

If it wasn't for the hand that was originally on the shoulder slowly moving to the neck, Huang Kun would still be pretending to be stupid for a while.

"It was...very good..." Huang Kun's strong body shrugged, looking pitiful. The tension of the vocal cords made the sound thinner, which contrasted sharply with the thick beard. It feels like the setting is wrong.

Face this scene with another person, Huang Kun guarantees that the other party can laugh out loud. But Huang Kun knew that this ice cube man would never laugh.

No matter how funny the thing is, no matter how funny the joke is, it won't make the man in front of him laugh. Huang Kun was very sure.

Because the sound is not deceiving.

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Note: "Intimate Lover" - Anita Mui

PS1: The accompaniment of this article is the version of [Wang Ruolin].

One PS2 recommendation that is not for everyone: If you want to listen to the male version, you can listen to "Intimate Lover" by [Wang Wen] in the album "Life is Like a Song II".

Two in one, the chapter owed to you the day before yesterday will not be owed.