This star is from the earth

(PS Author's note: To make a long story short, quite a few readers have never heard of rap. I hope that you will not lose the opportunity to feel the shock of excellent works because of some people or some things.)

When Han Jue arrived at the recording studio, it was already 5 pm.

The program team informed that it would be Han Jue's turn to record at around 6:00 pm, so he was asked to arrive an hour earlier.

The recording started at noon. When Han Jue arrived in the waiting room, there were already many people standing in the corridor. There are players who hug and bid farewell to their friends with dejected faces, and there are also players who are focusing on practicing with headphones on.

Han Jue saw the saw. Saw mixed in the crowd, felt Han Jue's gaze, turned around and saw Han Jue was wearing long sleeves to wrap himself tightly on a hot day, smiled at his little friends, and nodded Han Jue with his chin , and then the people around the saw turned their heads to look at Han Jue, and laughed inexplicably.

Han Jue thought to himself, aren't these people tired all the time?

Xiao Fan's performance is relatively late, and he hasn't come yet. Han Jue also enjoyed himself alone, and found a room to practice the repertoire for the competition with headphones on.

When it was Han Jue's turn to play, the real time for him to wait was far more than an hour, but Han Jue was also mentally prepared for this.

The photographer found Han Jue and began to shoot. The saw also entered the room from the outside, and practiced softly in a fake manner.

The picture shows that two people in a room are practicing independently without disturbing each other.

Until the staff came to inform Han Jue that they could go to the backstage to prepare.

Before starting to play, Saw Zi stretched out his fist to cheer up Han Jue.

"Come on, come on," said Saw.

Han Jue glanced at the saw and rolled his eyes slightly. He was too lazy to act like a good brother with him in front of the camera.

Han Jue ignored the saw and walked outside.

Saw shook his head helplessly at the camera. Walking to an angle that could not be seen by the camera, he sucked his teeth and let out a [tsk] sound, his eyes were full of displeasure.

The producers were a little tired from continuous recording from noon to night. In particular, the quality of the works produced by the contestants is uneven. It was okay at first, and they would give pertinent suggestions. Later, every time the interested contestants appeared, they would cheer up. Not only do they have to say something every time, but the four groups of producers also interact to make the show interesting, which is really tiring.

When these producers took advantage of the gap between the contestants on stage to rest and communicate, they heard the radio broadcast: [Next group, Han Jue, Saw], they were refreshed and adjusted their state.

When they first saw the group of Han Jue and Saw, they knew that this group would be broadcast regardless of the quality of the work. So they brace themselves lest they end up looking half-dead on TV.

In addition, they are really looking forward to the works brought by Han Jue, and the sparks created by the collision with the saw.

Han Jue and Saw stood in the middle of the stage, while the four groups of producers sat far away on the sofa.

"Wow, I'm looking forward to your work, I hope it can excite us all." JCY acted as a hidden host throughout the show, and as a veteran of variety shows, he knew how to increase the point of view, "How about you guys? Is the cooperation going well?"

Saw was the first to speak: "It went well, we settled down on the tune almost on the first day."

Han Jue smiled, tilted his head and did not speak.

"Who did you choose as your opponent?" Song Jingshan asked with interest.

"I can pick him," Saw raised his chin and said, "I want him to lose so much that it's useless to have a backstage."

"Wow~" the producers booed.

The smell of gunpowder came out.

Han Jue has been watching the performance of the saw with great interest, without raising the microphone once.

"Han Jue, don't you talk?" JCY gave Han Jue a chance to speak.

"Because the guy next to him speaks better than he sings, the few seconds just now should be his peak moment, so I don't want to bother him anymore." Han Jue smiled.

Even Wang Man's serious expression couldn't hold back anymore, and the other producers also laughed shamelessly.

With a livid face, Saw is considering whether to beat up Han Jue in front of the camera.

In order not to let the saw worsen the scene, the producers reminded the DJ on the side of the stage to start playing music.

The rhythm of the jazz instrument sounded for a song that was not intense.

The producers were a little surprised, because they knew that in the competition, jazz rap was undoubtedly better than other harder styles to mobilize the audience's emotions. Moreover, Han Jue and Saw Zi, as far as they know, are also good at the hard style. So a little surprised and a little curious.

The first half is for Saw, who nods to the music while shuffling around the stage.

When the prelude was about to end, Saw turned around and smiled grimly at Han Jue, gestured at the neck with his hand, and then began to sing towards the camera.

During the rehearsal, Han Jue hadn't heard the lyrics of Saw Zi, and Saw Zi was mysterious and refused to sing, but moved his lips. Now that Han Jue listened to the lyrics, he knew why the saw didn't sing.

Because the lyrics in it are attacking idols and attacking Han Jue.

If Han Jue listened to Guan Yi's opinion, then a good collaboration song would turn into a diss battle.

Listening to the lyrics, Han Jue didn't feel offended. The other party kept talking about idols, vases, and backstage backgrounds. For Han Jue, this completely missed his pain point.

When Saw Zi sang the content of the attack, he excitedly walked up to Han Jue's side and made a provocative gesture. Perhaps it would be very interesting and topical to swear in front of the person involved. However, not to mention the producers, even Han Jue felt that Saw Zi’s lyrics were not only boring, but also sang at a very low level. Perhaps because of excitement, Saw Zi didn’t even step on the beat.

Saw also seemed to know this.

When Saw sang his part, he put down the microphone, looked unacceptable, turned his back to the camera, and walked towards the back of the stage.

Han Jue shrugged, stood on the spot with his eyes lowered, and listened carefully to the transition music in the middle, ready to start his own performance.

Just when Han Jue raised the microphone, an accident happened.

Saw kept his back to the camera and the producers, as if he was ashamed of his performance, but when Han Jue's passage sounded, Saw suddenly turned around, raised the microphone in his hand again, and sang stand up.

The staff of the program group were shocked, and the eyes of the producers hidden behind the sunglasses were slightly widened, and their eyebrows were raised.

The saw actually played such a small trick. When it's Han Jue's turn to grab a few words, this will not only disrupt the opponent's rhythm, but even make the inexperienced and bad-minded players collapse directly.

Saw sang a few lines impromptu, then put down the microphone as if nothing happened, turned around and paced the stage following the rhythm of the music. A "steady" smile secretly appeared on his face, and then he turned his head to read Han Jue's joke.

However, Han Jue is destined to disappoint him and has nothing to eat.

When Han Jue saw that Saw had robbed his music, Han Jue stopped the lyrics he was about to sing.

Just follow the rhythm and echo in my heart. Taking it easy, I calculated the length of the music in my mind.

And when the saw just finished thickening, Han Jue seamlessly joined it.

[This poem was written at four o'clock in the morning ten years ago

A quiet night should count as today or tomorrow

Roll up a cigarette and face the deadline that is approaching again

If you forget, let me remind you]

...

Han Jue's voice can be described in one word, which is [soft]. Listening to serious things being said in that casual tone is like listening to a stream of water wandering among the mountains.

It makes people feel that there is no trace of rapping.

【Alienated from all relationships, I have no time

It doesn't matter if everything is gone, I still have dreams

Back then when I rapped, I just wanted to break free from constraints and expectations

But now it is unexpectedly heavier than in the past]

...

The producers all smiled, shook their heads and looked at each other.

Feel how many kinds of flows and weapons this kid has.

[The last ignition suddenly understood the so-called smoke to the end

When I have nothing to do, forget everything and give it a go

If this is the last rap song I write in my life

Then how should I record it]

...

Compared with the aggressive lyrics of Saw, Han Jue's humanistic lyrics are like a clear stream that cleanses the tired hearts of the producers. In the aggressive competition stage, Han Jue only talked about himself in a leisurely manner.

Because the saw inserted a few lines horizontally, Han Jue hadn't finished singing when the music ended.

And Han Jue still calmly sang the lyrics into the microphone without accompaniment. In the quiet scene, only Han Jue's voice was heard. Even without accompaniment, the rhythm sung by Han Jue could not stop the producers and staff from swaying.

When Han Jue finished the performance, the producers stood up and applauded sincerely. The excellent works brought to Han Jue, and the new weapons displayed, also showed Han Jue's calm way of handling singing accidents.

"Although you sang the lyrics without musical accompaniment, I think this is the plus point." JCY said to Han Jue, "I feel that your ability to sing jazz and rap is no worse than that of Hamburg."

Han Jue had never heard of Hamburg's works, but he still thanked him for his affirmation.

The other producers laughed and looked at Hamburg.

Hamburg is the top singer in Huaxia singing jazz and rap style. JCY praised Han Jue so much, in a disguised form, he lowered the status of Hamburg and compared it with the players.

"That's right, I think your ability to sing jazz rap is not inferior to other styles." Hamburg Road didn't care about being compared, he grinned his thick soft lips, and certified: "We can definitely collaborate on a jazz rap song together. "

Other producers hurriedly stopped Hamburg's solicitation on the spot.

This head can't be opened, if you rob someone now, the scene will get out of control.

Things have come to this point, in fact, everyone knows who is going and who is staying.

"Although we can see Saw's determination to advance, we all agree that the one who passed - Han Jue." The producers originally needed to get together to discuss who would advance better, but this time they sat on their sofas with each other After exchanging glances, JCY announced that Han Jue was the one who advanced.

"Thank you." Han Jue walked around to the producer, hugged the producer one by one, and left the scene.

Saw, of course, went the other way in embarrassment, depression, and anger, leaving the scene.

When Han Jue walked outside, it was already 9 o'clock in the evening.

After Han Jue planned to call Guan Yi, he would find a place nearby to eat while waiting for Guan Yi to pick him up.

"I'm out, are you coming to pick me up now?" Han Jue called Guan Yi's cell phone and asked.

"Go to the exit on the east side of the square, and I'll wait there."

Han Jue was surprised. He turned his head to look at the distant exit, and then saw the headlights of a car parked by the side of the road turned on.

Guan Yi was already waiting.

Han Jue hung up the phone, patted the palm of his hand with his mobile phone, stood there for a while, and then walked in the direction of Guan Yi.

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