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Han Jue is not interested in Zhang Zishang¡¯s psychological shadow about nursery rhymes.
Han Jue moved his chair back slightly, spread the folder on the screen in front of Zhang Zishang, looked at it for Zhang Zishang, and said: "Then you have to choose the singing requirements for you now. The ones that are not that high, such as the song I just wrote. I still have to choose a few other songs, which are not fast-paced and have a relaxed atmosphere, but require high singing skills. These songs are here, the choice is given to you, you can choose it yourself."
Zhang Zishang leaned forward while sucking in the air-conditioning, feeling very painful just looking at the screen. As sweet as this pain may seem, it is still pain.
"Teacher Hanis there nothing else besides these?" Zhang Zishang laughed a few times, begging shamelessly for more choices.
"What?" Han Jue raised his eyebrows.
"I just saw that your folder is [average difficulty], isn't it?" Zhang Zishang tried to act honest, "Then there should be [easy difficulty]. How about we take a look at the [easy difficulty] first?"
Han Jue didn¡¯t say anything after hearing this. He just smiled and moved the [Suitable for Zhang Zishang] folder back to [Normal Difficulty]. Then back off again.
Zhang Zishang leaned forward to take a look and saw four categories: [average difficulty], [somewhat difficult], [very difficult], and [cannot sing].
"Ah" Zhang Zishang blinked, a little shocked.
But Zhang Zishang is very good at doing shows. After being heartbroken for a second, he pointed at the screen for the camera and said with an exaggerated expression: "The songs just now were just [average difficulty]?! Oh my god! Teacher Han, can you Can¡¯t you let me listen to this [very difficult] song?¡±
"cannot."
"" Zhang Zishang swiped his fingers roundly and said without changing his smile, "What about [a little difficult]?"
"No." In order to prevent Zhang Zishang from asking what songs were in [Can't Sing], Han Jue said directly before Zhang Zishang opened his mouth: "[Can't Sing] can't either."
Zhang Zishang turned the words around in his mouth, but in the end he could only swallow them back.
But this had no program effect, so Zhang Zishang imitated Huang Jin and Luo Peiqi¡¯s show approach and tried to hug Han Jue¡¯s thigh.
But when Zhang Zishang opened his hands and was about to pounce, he looked up and saw Han Jue's calm, disgusted look in Mingzang's eyes. Zhang Zishang suddenly woke up and realized that he had once again made the habit of getting carried away in front of the big devil. Then he sat back on the bench obediently, with his knees together and his hands safely placed on his knees.
"Young people, don't be too ambitious." Han Jue double-clicked to return to [Suitable for Zhang Zishang] and said to Zhang Zishang: "Hurry up and choose one. I can go eat after finishing it."
Zhang Zishang nodded obediently, confused.
Seeing that Zhang Zishang was struggling, Han Jue kicked his foot, slid to the side, and made way for Zhang Zishang to listen to the dozen or so songs over and over again before making a decision.
Zhang Zishang sat down in front of the computer half-crying, half-laughing, and started listening to each song.
These songs are still rough [demos], but no matter the lyrics, arrangement, or singing, the degree of completion is surprisingly high, and you can almost listen to it as a 1.0 version.
They didn¡¯t know that Han Jue had sung it for himself in the past, so even though it was a [demo], he took it very seriously.
Zhang Zishang listened to one piece of music after another. Sometimes a silly smile appeared on his face, and sometimes his face looked painful and entangled. He was not deliberately funny but was very funny.
¡° Also listening to all the dozen or so songs were the director, screenwriter and other related staff downstairs.
¡¾Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's such a big deal, it's really luxurious. ¡¿The director can already predict that when these clips are broadcast today, both the industry and outside the industry will pay considerable attention to Han Jue.
The director sighed slightly. When the director team discussed whether to invite Han Jue to participate in the concert, she voted "not recommended" because she believed that Han Jue was not competitive enough compared with other musicians (except Zhang Yi). Man, Zhang Yiman is backed by the whole [Aidu], it cannot be compared). Now that I see Han Jue's "generous" spending, and the good songs are laid out one by one like cabbage for people to choose from, the director has to admire the director's vision. At the same time, I admire Zhang Zishang's luck, and even more admire Han Jue's talent.
Compared to others, Xiao Zhou was already prepared for Han Jue's "high yield" and "high quality" creations. Not only did he have no reaction on his face, but he also felt that these people had never seen the world.
But Guan Yi stood in the corner again and began to observe the others calmly.
Guan Yi saw that among the crowd present¡°If you can¡¯t pick one out now, that¡¯s okay. Our progress is definitely faster than other groups, so just pick one out before we go into the studio to record songs.¡±
Han Jue said,
"Since you no longer trust your intuition, don't force a choice. When you go back today, you can think carefully about what effect you want to achieve after singing. If you still want to show [self], then think about your What is your [self] like? What do you really want to pursue? I welcome you to slap me in the face next time. But it doesn¡¯t matter if you can¡¯t think of it. Don¡¯t force it. You still have a long time to think about it. . Then if you don¡¯t show yourself, just think that you have a chance to share songs. Which song do you most want to share with the audience on stage? Go back and think about it.¡±
Zhang Zishang was silent for a long time before nodding.
"It's already three o'clock," Han Jue looked at his watch. No wonder he felt hungry. Then Han Jue followed his hospitality habits and asked Zhang Zishang, "Have you eaten yet?"
"Huh?" Zhang Zishang didn't react.
"Have you eaten before you come?"
"Food? You haven't eaten yet." Zhang Zishang answered hurriedly.
"Then I'm going to cook. Are you going to eat here, or are you going to eat with your manager after you're done?" Han Jue put the cat on the ground and cleared away the coffee cups on the table.
Zhang Zishang was stunned for two seconds with his head blank, and then said in a strange way: "Then I'll trouble Teacher Han."
"Okay," Han Jue nodded and walked out of the production room, "Is the fried rice edible?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
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When Zhang Zishang came out of the "Devil's Cave" safe and sound, looking at the empty elevators and corridors, he no longer felt as scary as when he came.
I don¡¯t know if this has something to do with the warmer sunlight in the afternoon.
The agent came out at this time and said, "Just take a look."
Zhang Zishang looked confused and didn¡¯t know what the agent asked him to see.
"After I come, Han Jue won't dare to bully you anymore, right?" The manager's thin body carries a thick skin.
Zhang Zishang rolled his eyes, not wanting to talk to this shameless person.
After Zhang Zishang and his agent said goodbye to the director and the others, they got in the car back to the dormitory.
"How about the fried rice? I see you eat a lot. Is it really delicious or is it just a show effect?"
"No." Zhang Zishang rubbed his belly: "I'm too hungry."
After the manager made a joke, he asked tentatively: "What did Han Jue say in the end?"
Zhang Zishang looked out the window, lost in thought, and said in a light voice: "Teacher Han asked me to go back and think about what to sing"
"That's okay, the company will also discuss it and help you refer to it," the manager glanced at Zhang Zishang from the corner of his eye, "Has Han Jue copied those songs to you?"
Zhang Zishang¡¯s eyes narrowed.
He looked out the window without moving.
"No, Teacher Han said that the song I can't forget the most is my favorite. I will sing it when the time comes." Zhang Zishang said.
The agent sitting in front nodded and changed the topic. Zhang Zishang answered the conversation nonstop.
The manager suddenly asked: "By the way, how many of those tunes do you remember?"
Zhang Zishang lowered his eyes and said, "I don't remember much, I just read the lyrics."
"That's it."
"Well," Zhang Zishang turned his head and looked at the rolling clouds in the sky and said, "The lyrics of Teacher Han's songs are all very good, so"
As Zhang Zishang was talking, he suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" the agent turned around and asked.
Zhang Zishang reacted very quickly, shook his head and said, "I just forgot to ask the director when the next recording will be."
"It should be recorded in a few days. You and Han Jue's group recorded this episode quite late, so it will be closer to the next gathering for recording"
The agent was talking to himself on the other end, but Zhang Zishang was realizing what he suddenly thought of just now.
He suddenly realized that he had been calling Han Jue [Teacher Han] since he got in the car.
¡¾Teacher Han? ¡¿
Zhang Zishang looked at the scenery flashing outside the window, recalling his early morning dream and the Han Jue he had just seen and felt.
Sighed.
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