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Chapter 194 Awful Song (Part 2)

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    Han Jue pushed the blindfold to his forehead, and the passengers who secretly looked at him showed surprise on their faces.

    Only then did Han Jue truly feel that he was a star.

    Unlike in the past, all the people he came into contact with in China were Zhang Yiman¡¯s fans, Han Jue actually has his own fans.  (Han Jue does not admit that [Xiao Chi Chi Chi] and those who left messages below are his fans and does not accept it.)

    Before in China, Han Jue would occasionally encounter people asking for autographs when eating, but Han Jue knew that those little girls only came to ask for autographs because they had seen him on TV and thought he was handsome.

    After all, fans of faces and fans of works bring different feelings to artists.

    Soon, a passenger who couldn¡¯t hold himself back came over expectantly and asked Han Jue to give her an autograph.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  The eye patch Han Jue wore on his forehead became a hit through these group photos.

    "Han! I really like your songs! The song you sang on "iamasinger" was great! I hope you can make more good songs!"

    "I've listened to your song "Shape of You" two hundred times!"

    "I like your rap songs. But it seems like your rap songs are almost gone these days. Do I still have a chance to hear them?!"

    ""

    Fans left their seats one by one in an orderly manner, taking turns to come to Han Jue to express their love for Han Jue.

    There are men and women.  There are young people and middle-aged people.

    Han Jue kept thanking them.

    Han Jue knew in his heart that the ideal winter vacation was over.  The days of being cold, lonely, free, not bothering anyone, and not being bothered by anyone are gone.  But the works he brought from earth could be loved by these people, and Han Jue felt full of satisfaction in his heart.

    Guan Yi lowered his eyes, observing everyone who approached Han Jue vigilantly and low-key.

    Xiao Zhou was filming this scene with his mobile phone. These can be regarded as peripherals and were sent to WeChat accounts such as the support club.  Even if there is no support club or fan meeting now, there will definitely be one in the future.  Xiao Zhou believed it very much.

    Finally, the plane arrived at its destination.

    There is not a single cloud in the sky in New York, it is a clear blue and the sun is unstoppable.

    The sun is shining brightly, but the local temperature in New York is still quite cold.  Human beings are animals that hate whatever season it is. Once you get out of a warm cabin, you can't help but hate winter and miss summer.

    Han Jue just likes winter.  In the winter, people talk less.  It can also make him more of a low-key killer.

    It's just that the word "low-key" is getting farther and farther away from him in this country.

    These American passengers were hesitant to follow Han Jue when they got off the plane. This made Han Jue, who had his back turned to them, feel very awkward, fearing that someone would stab him in the back.

    Han Jue knew that he was popular in the United States. Guan Yi told him, but Han Jue didn't know how popular he was.

    It can be said that Han Jue has deservedly become the most popular singer in the past two days due to his winning performance with his original song in the first issue of "iamasinger".  Therefore, people with similar tails at the back, even if they have signatures, still want to take a few more glances, even if they are just joining in the fun, it is still a source of conversation.

    As we walked into the lobby, the noise of the airport hit us.

    People here in the United States like to wear sunglasses. In addition, they are tall and tall, and they walk very imposingly, as if they are all celebrities.  If an ordinary Asian star comes here and the pomp is not enough, he may not be discovered as a star in the crowded airport.

    ¡°But Han Jue, an Asian, has a slender and tall figure, strong and strong, and has dancing skills. He has an outstanding temperament in every move he makes. He is instantly recognized by fans when he walks in the crowd.

    When they saw Han Jue, the fans who picked him up at the airport all looked fanatical, screaming, shouting his name, and saying I love you.

    Han Jue was shocked.

    Han Jue didn¡¯t expect there would be fans waiting at the airport, let alone so many people.

    How did Han Jue come to the United States last time? It¡¯s still the same this time.  Three or five people, a few large suitcases, a scarf, and walked out like ordinary people.

    The person is still the same person, but some things are obviously different this time from the last time.

    ¡¾ Crowdfunding to buy Han Jue!  IHan Jue was received in his hotel.

    "Congratulations, you are already the hottest star in America!" Kevin smiled happily and hugged Han Jue.

    ¡°You already congratulated me on the phone,¡± Han Jue smiled, ¡°But I didn¡¯t expect that I was so popular.¡±

    "You have to get used to it, man, you will become the most popular star." Kevin looked serious, as if the frustrated little director was a thing of the past, and now he can even flatter him and shoot with great momentum, pattern  Very big.

    Han Jue shrugged, thinking, if he became the most popular in the United States, how many times would his schedule double?  It¡¯s still not possible.

    ¡°So, what song are you going to sing tomorrow?¡± Kevin rubbed his hands as if looking forward to a feast, waiting to see Han Jue announce his song selection.

    Han Jue told Kevin about the song called [Gu An].

    ¡°It¡¯s a bit strange, it¡¯s very niche.¡± Kevin muttered.

    "Yeah." Han Jue responded.  Not only is it a minority, including Han Jue himself, only four people have heard this song

    "Is it an English song?"

    "Yes."

    ""

    Silence.

    "Can't you hear it?" Han Jue blinked and asked Kevin, who was listening to the song on headphones.

    Kevin didn¡¯t speak, but he could feel Kevin shaking.  This is definitely not the feeling of trembling with excitement after encountering a good song.

    After Kevin listened to the song silently, he took off his headphones and said with a complex expression: "Han, are you are you trying to show that there really is no song in the American music scene that you like?"

    "Ah, no."

    "Don't blame me for being direct, but what kind of shit did you choose?!" Kevin couldn't hold back and sprayed directly.  While listening to the song, he once wanted to strangle Han Jue to death or himself.

    It¡¯s so unpleasant to hear!

    Kevin now feels that the matter is serious.

    The last time he helped Han Jue cut out the line that provoked America was because Kevin admitted in his heart that Han Jue had the ability to compose a song that would shut up the American music scene.  But Han Jue now chooses to cover songs, not create them.  Seeing Han Jue's provocative song selection, Kevin, an American, couldn't stand it.  Because this person named [Gu An] is obviously not enough to defeat the entire United States!

    "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious," Han Jue quickly reassured, "This is just the original song. Our show is a cover show, isn't it? I want to adapt it."

    After Han Jue finished speaking, he looked around and found that Guan Yi had consciously gone outside the room, and then said to Kevin with a dissatisfied look on his face:

    "This original song is indeed terrible, absolutely terrible! However, I am confident that I can give this song a different look. If you can understand my music score, you will believe my words." Han Jue said, and was about to go  Find sheet music.

    "I can't understand the music score," Kevin rubbed his face helplessly and said, "Han, you're making it difficult for me. I'm the director of a music program. Even if I don't understand music theory, I can still hear the potential of a song.  "

    Han Jue stopped when he went to get the music score and turned to look at Kevin.

    "As for your "Hotel California", I'm sure it won't get a good ranking!" Kevin said with determination.

    Han Jue stood stunned on the spot, blinked, and suddenly didn¡¯t know where to start with his complaints.

    Han Jue just wanted to speak.

    "Stop talking! If it's just a song like this, I won't agree to it. I have to be responsible for the program." Kevin stretched out his hand like a white carrot to stop Han Jue from speaking.

    "Really, believe me, change the song!" Kevin blinked his not-so-large eyes and suggested Han Jue sincerely.

    ¡¾I believe your lies.  ] Han Jue rolled his eyes.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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