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The sun does not shine into the bar, and the bar is not open. Only the top of the bar is lit with warm lights.
There is a book on the table at the bar. There is a half glass of wine beside the book. The woman holding the wine glass has cold eyes.
"I'm not good." Xia Yuan said with a smile and a calm tone.
"That's good." Han Jue nodded and replied.
At the same time, I was thinking, "If you're not good, then it's not okay, it's none of my business."
Han Jue has always been impatient with people who don't speak well. If he doesn't want to speak well, he might as well stop talking.
Without looking at the other party¡¯s reaction, Han Jue turned to look at the boss and asked: ¡°Boss, do you want to listen now, or not?¡±
¡°It¡¯s better to wait until the person next to you leaves before starting. ] Han Jue tilted his head and finished the second half of the sentence with his eyes.
The boss wiped his hands, walked out of the counter, and said, "Just now. Miss Xia is a regular customer and knows the rules. Listen to her a good song in advance and treat her as a bonus."
The boss vouched for Reporter Xia.
When Han Jue heard what his boss said, he shrugged. There is no other way than to give the boss face. Anyway, he has already registered what he should have registered, and he is not afraid of being tricked by the other party.
Han Jue consciously took out his guitar and walked to the stage.
The lights on the stage were not turned on, and the light was still dim. When Han Jue stepped onto the stage, it was like he was swimming into the darkness.
"Yinzi told me that he saw Han Jue here singing folk songs. I thought that guy was joking." Xia Yuan saw Han Jue skillfully picking up the guitar on the stage, his posture relaxed, and he looked like he was poor when singing folk songs. Posture, whisper to the boss.
"No wonder that guy called me nervously to inquire about Han Jue's schedule. I'm not Han Jue's manager. How do I know?" The boss poured himself a glass of wine, sat down next to Xia Yuan, and turned over a glass of wine. Rolling his eyes, "You have something to do with Han Jue?"
"Let's talk. His company won't agree to it, so we can only pretend to meet by chance like this." Xia Yuan nuzzled in the direction of Han Jue. It could be considered that the timing of their "Midnight" interview was unlucky, as it coincided with Han Jue's parting ways with the company. When Xia Yuan went to make an appointment, everyone at Sands Entertainment yelled at him, saying that Han Jue needed to rest and would not accept interviews.
Han Jue on the stage over there was ready, tapped the microphone, then lowered his head and played the guitar casually, warming his fingers.
Xia Yuan is not ignorant of music, she can even be said to be a fan of music. Listening to music is a serious thing for her. She can put on the music, grab a glass of wine, and sit on the sofa and listen all afternoon. This was also the reason why she initially doubted the information provided by Song Yin, because when she was collecting information about Han Jue, she knew exactly what kind of music Han Jue was.
Idol artist, rapper, singing and dancing singer. If a "folk singer" is mixed into the above introduction, it will appear very abrupt.
Xia Yuan has never been a person limited by empiricism. After hearing Song Yin give a "not bad" evaluation, he became very interested and came to the bar to catch Han Jue. She doesn't necessarily have to reveal something. If Han Jue's final level is like that, she will inevitably be a little disappointed and feel bored.
However, when Han Jue hunched over and played the prelude, the corners of Xia Yuan's mouth curled up. This trip was not in vain.
¡¾This time you left without saying goodbye like before
Goodbye is not just goodbye]
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¡¾How I miss you walking beside me
Thinking about it, my love can¡¯t stop
The rain in Magic City keeps falling and falling.
Like your silent grievance]
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¡¾In a blink of an eye, summer has arrived in our city again
People walking across the street are squinting their eyes
People don¡¯t dare to speak and don¡¯t dare to stop.
Because heartbeat often brings danger]
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It was clearly a sunny afternoon outside, but the guitar in the bar was like raindrops. The whole space was filled with sadness splashed by this song, and the grainy friction in Han Jue's voice seemed to be after taking a sip of strong drink. It becomes sticky, as if there is sadness in it, and is so moist that it makes the listener feel chilled to the bone.
After the song ended, Han Jue sat blankly in the dim stage.
The boss took a sip of wine, let out a sigh of relief, and nodded with satisfaction. He didn¡¯t know whether he was satisfied with the wine or the song, or maybe he was satisfied with the good song and the good wine.
"Okay. Let's sing this song tomorrow. What's the name of this song?" After thinking about it for a while, the boss got up and poured a glass of wine for Han Jue and asked.
&nbsThe boss kindly took the paper and read it.
"Are you going to buy a house?" the boss asked.
¡°Rent a house, move, and the house we live in now belongs to the company.¡± Han Jue said.
"[Eleventh Avenue] has a good artistic atmosphere, but it is too expensive. [Lincoln Street] has more foreigners. [Orange Street] has good greenery, but it is far from the subway station" The boss did not give a direct answer, but analyzed it one by one. The pros and cons, let Han Jue make his own decision.
Han Jue had a difficult choice.
¡°What¡¯s your budget?¡± the boss asked.
"About three thousand."
The boss stared at Han Jue, then circled [Lincoln Road] and said, "The places you choose here are not suburbs. Well, if Sanqian doesn't want to live in a basement, just go to [Lincoln Road]."
Han Jue was unwilling to give in and said: "What about adding 500 more?"
"Haha, maybe you can add a balcony to the house you rent on [Lincoln Road]." The boss smiled and said: "Young man, you have been an artist for six years, how come you are doing so poorly."
Han Jue also wanted to ask about his predecessor.
"Hey, [Eleventh Street], I think I have a friend who is looking for rent. It seems like three thousand six is ??enough, and your occupation also meets the requirements for rent." Xia Yuan came over to look at the piece of paper, and then said playfully.
"Single apartment?" Han Jue sat down calmly and asked.
"Yes." Xia Yuan said.
"Not living together in a shared apartment?"
"no."
"Not the basement?"
"no."
"How will our interview proceed?"
¡°You do your thing, and I¡¯ll follow you. If I ask you questions occasionally, just answer them.¡±
¡°A pleasure to work with.¡±
Under the boss¡¯s interested eyes, Han Jue and Xia Yuan clinked glasses.
"By the way, what are your friend's requirements for renting?" Han Jue turned to ask Xia Yuan.
"My friend is an apartment owner. He has a lot of money and no place to spend it. Last month he suddenly said that he wanted to make a movie, and then the apartment was only rented to like-minded people with experience in the entertainment industry. I think you have been able to play supporting roles in the past, or You can come up with a theme song and an ending song, or at least you can use it as a promotional mascot. I'm optimistic about you, you will definitely be able to do the job."
Xia Yuan answered like this.
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Recommended song: "Summer on Shanyin Road" - Li Zhi
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