This star is from the earth

From a few sporadic [Encore] sounds to a uniform and imposing [Encore Encore] at the end, Han Jue felt a little caught off guard by the enthusiasm of the audience.

[Impossible...] Han Jue was a little hissed in his heart, and he was also a little dazed when he saw the expressions of [we will tear you up if you dare to leave] from the audience.

The customers on the dance floor waved their arms and shouted [Encore], as enthusiastically as a sales company shouted a slogan.

The customers in the seats smashed the table with their wine glasses, stomped the floor with their feet, and yelled. Especially not afraid of big things.

The bustle in the bar aroused the curiosity of the customers queuing outside, but no one came out, so they couldn't go in. Under the watchful eyes of the security guards, they could only suppress their curiosity and pray that it would be their turn to go in soon.

The bar was as loud as a strike by American students.

Han Jue didn't know if this was the norm in the bar, or if the customers were politely shouting twice as encouragement, so that the passionate musicians could continue to play music without enough food until they starved to death.

Han Jue rationalized the sudden enthusiasm with conspiracy theories, so he shrugged, smiled at the audience, and was about to leave the stage.

As soon as he took two steps, the audience's slogans became chaotic.

They all shouted [NO! ], [Han! ], terrified and tried to keep Han Jue.

Just when the unmoved Han Jue was about to walk off the stage, the manager of the bar ran up, pulled Han Jue, and led Han Jue to the corner of the stage.

"What's wrong?" Han Jue asked suspiciously.

"Mr. Han, can you sing one more song?" The manager asked profusely with sweat.

Han Jue reluctantly refused: "No, I only have the accompaniment of this song."

"Is it really gone? We will make up the appearance fee, double! Just ask you to sing one more song, even the one just now." The manager looked at the restless audience in the audience, and continued to beg Han Sleep.

To be honest, the manager didn't expect that the boss just added a Chinese singer, saying that he wanted to sing English songs. Originally, the manager thought that the boss meant to send him away with some money, so he planned to let the Chinese man sing whatever he wanted, but he didn't expect the other party to be so honest, he sang a complicated English song solidly, and So good that the audience shouted [Encore]?

please! This is a bar, not a concert!

However, the manager looked at the emotionally overwhelmed audience, and he seemed to leave without listening to the second song. The manager is also full of pain.

Han Jue said: "Do you double the appearance fee? But I'm very busy..."

The manager sighed, wondering if Alex could handle the next atmosphere.

Han Jue said: "...you have to pay more."

The manager brought it up again in one breath.

The manager made gestures and said happily, "OKOKOK!"

"Do you have a guitar here?" Han Jue asked.

"Yes, yes." The manager nodded.

"Then I will trouble you." Han Jue said while thinking.

The manager was overjoyed and ran off the stage.

The audience staring at the corner of the stage all the time, saw that Han Jue didn't leave, but put one hand to his mouth in meditation, and then saw a middle-aged man who looked like the person in charge of a bar looking down happily. Walk.

The audience cheered, as if they had won a victory, they clinked their glasses to celebrate.

Before Han Jue was an artist, he had no real sense of it. He never took the praise and abuse on the Internet seriously. Now watching the audience celebrate and cheer for each other with just one song, while lamenting that they betrayed their camp too easily, there is also a strange feeling in their hearts.

Everything is afraid of comparison. The first person to ask for his signature was a foreigner, and the first person to give him warm feedback was also a foreigner.

Han Jue's mood couldn't help jumping up for the audience who cheered and cheered just seeing that he didn't leave.

Han Jue, who originally planned to perform a Huaxia song with guitar alone, changed his mind.

Those clever viewers have already started sending the video back to the United States. They had a premonition that today's incident might become a hit on Weibo or Moments. Others have turned on the live broadcast function one after another, and recorded [China's hottest stars singing English songs live! 】

Han Jue pondered for a moment, then walked to the DJ console, greeted the DJ, and then the two got together to discuss something.

When the audience in the audience saw this, they guessed that Han Jue was going to play DJing? Although this can be regarded as keeping Han Jue, it is not what they expected.

Fortunately, Han Jue didn't stay at the console for a long time, and he operated it in front of the console with headphones, and it seemed that he had reached a consensus with the DJ. Then Han Jue walked back to the stage and took the acoustic guitar handed over by the manager who was waiting on the side.

"Wow! Sing live?"

"What is he going to do?"

"Is it still an English song?"

"Even if my Han sings Huaxia songs, I still love him!"

"..."

Everyone saw Han Jue's formation and did not urge him. Everyone felt novelty because of this unexpected accident, and there was a feeling that today's tickets did not lose money.

Han Jue was in the corner of the stage, tuning the guitar. The audience watched Han Jue's every move without urging them. Fortunately, Han Jue didn't keep the audience waiting too long.

On the brightly lit stage, Han Jue walked back to the front of the stage, stood in front of the microphone stand, and gestured to Alex.

The eagerly awaited audience heard the sound of crisp wooden drums synthesized by electronic sounds in the stereo, playing in a continuous loop. Easily bring the listener into the rhythm.

Han Jue supported the wooden guitar hanging in front of him, beating the body and strings. The feeling of freshness and joy filled the whole bar, and the little fresh tunes swept away the hormones in the bar.

The accompaniment repeats like this, and the audience is attracted by the melody, and their heads and shoulders can't help but follow along. No matter what they are wearing, everyone has a smile on their face.

Enthusiastic audience, just right atmosphere, happy singers, destined to be a different performance tonight.

Han Jue looked at the audience with a smile, then leaned in front of the microphone and sang:

【The club isn't the best place to find a lover

This club is not a place to find comfort

so we go to the bar

Me and my friends drank at the table

Drank it all in one gulp and then slowly complained to my heart】

...

If there were people who suspected that Han Jue was lip-syncing before, then there is no doubt at all now.

Han Jue spoke clearly and cheerfully, without an accent, even better than some of the Americans present. English spit out from his mouth, melodious and vivid.

In the single accompaniment, the lyrics and melody sung by Han Jue are the melody of the song. It can be said that his vocals set the rhythm of the whole song.

【Come—come on now, follow my lead

just follow me now

I'm in love with the shape of you

I'm deep in love in your name]

...

Han Jue himself has become a musical instrument.

At the end of the song, Han Jue grinned at the audience, shook his body, and clapped his hands to invite the audience to join him in applause, making the applause part of the music.

【I'm in love with your body

Your body makes me fall in love

Oh—i—oh—i—oh—i—oh—i

Oh—i—oh—i—oh—i—oh—i】

...

At the most addictive hook part of a song, a bar was almost turned into a small fan club by Han Jue.

The audience who took pictures with their mobile phones could not participate in the carnival because they held their mobile phones with one hand, and could only stamp their feet to echo the beat.

Some customers slapped the table with their hands, and some hit the table with wine glasses. The accompaniment of different timbres at the same time made the song rich and cheerful.

The singers in the background and the resting female dancers couldn't help running out to watch.

Customers outside the bar, listening to the faint singing, begged security to let them in. But of course the security won't allow it.

Xia Yuan listened to the music, looked at Han Jue who was immersed in the performance on the stage, his body swayed slightly with the music.

The performers are just right, the audience is just right, the stage is just right, everything is just right.

The former Han Jue knew that he learned musical instruments in order to have a skill so that he would not starve to death in the future. He also learned quickly and lived up to the talent left by his predecessor. But that's about it for his love of music.

Because a song can be used as a node to carry a memory, so Han Jue thought that if he could make music from his previous life. In this way, every time he hears the song of the previous life, his memory of the previous life will be recalled once. In the end, he didn't have any other thoughts about music, it was only used as a memory storage tool, let alone fell in love with music.

However, after being in contact with music for so long, this is the first time that Han Jue truly feels that he has gained happiness in music. The audience is no longer a burden. Songs, enjoyed by one person, are not as happy as sharing them with everyone.

Han Jue, who was immersed in happiness, didn't know what kind of changes this performance tonight would bring to his life.

Everyone please vote for it.