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Even without the so-called "creative background" to add drama to the work, the sadness and charm of this song alone are enough to make it unforgettable for those who listen to it.
There were sensitive ladies in the club who also felt the sadness in the song. They quietly wiped away their tears by drinking, or used the excuse to go to the toilet to touch up their eye makeup that was wet with tears. Lest the male companion next to you find an excuse to have an attack.
The men in the club were aware of the tears shed by their female companions, so they were upset and anxious. Looking at Han Jue's smile on the screen, I felt even more complicated.
From this smile, some people felt Han Jue's ridicule towards them, the masterminds behind the scenes. Some people felt that Han Jue had hurt the enemy by a thousand and himself and himself eight hundred by breaking the jar. Some even felt that Han Jue's smile was just a show. Sold badly.
They no longer care about Weng Nanxi¡¯s expression, their own expressions are exciting enough at the moment.
They no longer say anything like "the song was written by someone else". What they are only thinking about now is what surprises this song will bring to their plan that is about to succeed.
They actually had a vague feeling that something was going to be bad, but no one expressed their premonition. I don't say it because I don't want to damage my own momentum, and I don't want to admit that I lost to a fool.
Refusing to admit defeat, they started discussing with a solemn expression.
The tricks are the same, one said to buy more trolls to increase the smear campaign against Han Jue, the other said to buy a few marketing music critics to damage the song. Or ask Big V to take the lead.
Weng Nanxi didn¡¯t speak, so a member asked her: ¡°Xiaoxi, have you taken any photos of your diary?¡±
Weng Nanxi suddenly woke up from her trance when she heard someone calling her name. Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on her, she was stunned for a moment before shaking her head and saying no.
Everyone sighed and continued to discuss other countermeasures.
Li Zebin noticed that Weng Nanxi was absent-minded, but he had no time to take care of her. Everything was perfect, even the right time, place, and people were in place, but an accident occurred. How could he accept this, which was so conceited, so the top priority was to kill Han Jue smoothly.
Weng Nanxi is irritable, her mind has been confused for a while, her body is still trembling slightly, and she needs to take deep breaths constantly.
She really didn¡¯t want to admit that she had spent a year getting to know a person in all aspects, and in the end she had misjudged him. For Weng Nanxi, who has a natural talent for reading people's glances, this kind of misdirection is tantamount to a heavy blow, and it is also a heavy blow that makes her have self-doubt.
Weng Nanxi looked at Han Jue, forcing herself to calm down, forcing herself to fall into deep thought, and think about what the problem was. Those memories about Han Jue that were defined as worthless were brought out at this moment.
Once, Han Jue stood nervously in front of her, handed out a box, and said that it contained his diary.
She was a little funny. What era was it and someone still sent a diary?
"These are all my secrets, and I will only tell you one person." He said seriously, as if giving his life to her.
"Okay." She said.
She accepted it.
By reading the diary, she could better understand him and then control him, so she read the diary.
"Does Li Zebin and the others know about the things written here about you when you were a child?" she asked later.
He shook his head and said, "I don't know, I won't tell anyone about this."
She smiled and said, "Hey, didn't you tell me?"
He said seriously: "You are different. I only talk to you about this kind of thing."
She looked into his eyes, stunned for a moment, and then chuckled:
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else."
"Well, I believe you."
The sound of special effects sounded on the screen, awakening Weng Nanxi from her memories.
She took a deep breath and focused her eyes. The man on the screen who she once thought she knew completely now seemed so strange.
In the show, Han Jue coaxed Zhang Yiman, who was hiding and crying, into tears. He said a series of words that made him laugh. In the end, he rubbed Zhang Yiman's hair and looked at Zhang Yiman laughing.
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"I just cried like a dog, and now I laugh like a dog again. My mother asked me if there was something wrong with me." Maybe the previous song was too sad.??, so the audience is relieved to see that the person involved can still laugh happily in this world.
"Fuck! Finally! This pair of workplace colleagues are finally getting along! I announce that the show will really start from now on!" Or maybe it's the way this pair gets along that is really attractive. So much so that the audience is particularly willing to eat this overly sweet candy, sweetening themselves to death while still refusing to close their eyes and continue watching.
Weng Nanxi held the hat in both hands, almost biting her lips. The anger in his eyes was ready to burst out.
She saw Han Jue approaching Zhang Yiman like a child, playing with Zhang Yiman, without any of his previous low emotional intelligence. She made up the bullshit chicken soup skills of "Love is the same" and "After experiencing life and death, the chicken soup will be more fragrant and delicious". As an insider, she can see that these are not programs for Han Jue. The character or arrangement is too natural, and if Han Jue were to act, he wouldn't be able to perform it to this level.
Weng Nanxi has never seen Han Jue look like this. Her lower lip was bitten so painfully that it would break if she bit it again. The hat had been crumpled into a ball by her.
She frowned and reflected on her previous judgment. Based on past revelations and hints about Han Jue, combined with past facts, she was sure that all her analyzes of Han Jue were correct. No talent, no emotional intelligence, no resources.
Now Han Jue seems to be a different person. The only explanation is that Han Jue has not been honest with her and Han Jue still has reservations about her.
He cheated on her.
what's next? What should she do? Admit defeat or make amends?
Weng Nanxi looked at the group of ugly-looking male club members. They gathered together, frowning and smoking.
?Looking at the screen again, Han Jue is showing off freely in front of the camera.
A sentence suddenly rang in my mind. That sentence was what Han Jue said after hearing Weng Nanxi agree to be with him: "I will rely on you in everything."
She suddenly had the urge to ask Han Jue if what he said still counted.
Weng Nanxi put her hand in her pocket, holding her phone, hesitating.
In the program.
"Hey, it's time, let's go for a walk and eat. What do you want to eat?" Han Jue asked Zhang Yiman.
"Well, I want to eat" Zhang Yiman thought seriously.
"Okay, let's eat in your canteen." Han Jue made the final decision.
"Our cafeteria? I didn't say that just now." Zhang Yiman was anxious.
"Okay, okay, it's your treat. It's true." Han Jue looked helpless.
Zhang Yiman was extremely anxious. If he couldn't defeat Han Jue, he would beat him.
"Wait, wait, wait, it's not lunch time yet anyway, let's continue to play here. Here, my inspiration comes one after another. It just so happens that Teacher Zhang is here and you can control the situation!" Han Jue endured a few hard blows. , said.
"Okay, okay, uncle, do you want to write "Your Eyes" now?" Zhang Yiman stopped discussing what to eat and looked at Han Jue excitedly and confirmed.
"Well, that one has been written, let's try another one. The inspiration is coming, it's really unstoppable, hurry up, hurry up." Han Jue drove Zhang Yiman with both hands like a goat, blindly urging Zhang Yiman.
Zhang Yiman knows that inspiration is fleeting. When he hears the urging, he clenches his fists and stops in place, then trots around the recording studio, not knowing what to do.
The relationship between this pair has returned to a familiar track, and the previous sad atmosphere has been dispelled.
Han Jue said "Quick, quick, quick", but he sat down leisurely, took out a pen and paper and started writing something.
When the audience saw this, they didn¡¯t know how to react.
This doesn¡¯t fit in with your trashy persona. Do you write whatever you want? Is this how [talented]¡¯s character was created? Wouldn't it be too impatient and suspicious?
"Want to write another one?" the woman in the club exclaimed, attracting the men who were discussing the matter in a deserted atmosphere.
People in the club looked at the big screen again.
Weng Nanxi stretched out her hand from her pocket and smoothed her hat, calmly.
Zhang Yiman saw Han Jue writing something, and ran back in a hurry, and leaned over to watch Han Jue write music and lyrics.
"Wow~" Zhang Yiman looked at the content on the paper, then looked at Han Jue, with little stars of admiration shining in his eyes.
"Uncle, what's the name of this song? Is it rap?" Zhang Yiman asked curiously as he continued to watch Han Juebi's movements.
Han Jue said while deleting and modifying the lyrics: "No."
When Zhang Yiman heard that it was not rap, she put her head over to see those beautiful words to see what they were writing. Just now she was just looking at the words.
"What kind of song title is this? Is it flammable and explosive? It's so strange." Zhang Yiman said.
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"What kind of song title is this? Is it flammable and explosive? It's so strange." Zhang Yiman said.
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