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Han Jue thought for a long time yesterday about his own way out.
He previously set a small goal for himself: to read 50 novels, 100 movies, and 10 comics this year.
You know, it¡¯s already mid-July, and there¡¯s not much time left for Han Jue.
?? Han Jue is also worried. If he continues to be a screenwriter in this life based on his previous work, there will be no box office guarantee, not to mention his name, and there will be a negative bonus.
There is no shortage of good scripts in the film and television industry, but in the end, those are the only ones that can be produced. Movies are also a commodity and they need to make money, so why should an unknown person write the script? Although the script is very good, no one can guarantee that it will be successful. Just use someone else's name to solve the problem.
¡¾Han Jue¡¿This title can effectively dissuade the audience. Even if someone is not unconscionable and admits the wonderful story of the script, they may secretly wonder if Han Jue bought it from the gunman.
¡° If the movie is good, the credit goes to the other creative staff. If the movie is bad, Han Jue will have to take the blame.
Han Jue is troubled.
He couldn¡¯t think of a way at the moment, so he could only watch TV. After watching TV, he was immersed in it, eating while watching, enjoying himself. Until sleepy, sleep.
When I woke up in the morning, I looked at the ceiling and recalled that I had not finished watching the TV yesterday. Then I immediately hated myself for how I could be so depraved. I didn¡¯t think clearly about the important things in life and still thought about having fun? Then I stared at the ceiling in a daze for a long time, and recalled the days when I just drifted north in my previous life. As soon as I opened my eyes, I worried about how to take root in this city and survive.
Finally, after thinking about it for a long time in bed, I found that I couldn¡¯t solve the problem even while lying in bed, so I got up.
My body is still in an itchy state, and I have nowhere to vent my energy. This energetic state was still unfamiliar to Han Jue.
Keep running.
But after running for a few minutes, Han Jue felt that running was quite boring, so he came down and decided to look for songs first. No more assembly line ballads.
There are about 500 songs on Han Jue's mobile phone playlist. Han Jue played it randomly for a long time. Most of them were lyrical songs with a single style and were very routine. A small part of them were cherry blossom Chinese songs with old tunes, so Han Jue could only play it by himself. Find a song.
Clicking on the list of singers, I found that among a bunch of Chinese people, there were a few singers with foreign faces but Chinese names. Han Jue curiously opened the page of a white male singer called [Shang John]. The song list was sorted in descending order by popularity. Top50 showed ten songs, and nine of the top ten songs had Chinese titles. There is only one English text.
"Wow." Han Jue was shocked. Sure enough, the strong national power would give a huge boost to cultural export. It's just that Han Jue hasn't gotten used to this feeling of constantly overturning the worldview of his previous life.
Han Jue was looking forward to it, so he clicked on it and the music started.
After a minute and a half of listening, Han Jue frowned and recalled it carefully. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't find any comments other than "very ordinary".
Listening to two songs in a row, they are very ordinary, really ordinary. The singing skills are good, but I was not impressed after listening to it.
Han Jue once wondered if he didn¡¯t feel the awesomeness of it, so he clicked on the tens of thousands of comments.
¡¾I am a senior high school student, I¡¿
¡¾My boyfriend of three years got married today¡¿
Seeing this familiar smell, Han Jue suddenly smiled. Even in another world, I still can't escape this kind of hot criticism.
Ignore these hot reviews and read on to talk about music.
¡¾My singing skills are no worse than those of domestic singers. I think Shang may be the most promising American to be nominated for the Golden Melody Award. Does anyone have any objections? ¡¿128510 likes.
¡¾Listening with headphones, I feel like I am the protagonist of the movie. ¡¿44998 likes.
¡¾As soon as the prelude came out, I clicked the paid download button. ¡¿36531 likes.
Han Jue was horrified. He quickly quit and listened to it again. He found that the song would not change into another song the second time he listened to it.
It¡¯s still the same, just as boring and ordinary.
Calm down, this should be the difference between the two worlds, yes, resist the desire to smash the wall, resist, the house is not yours.
Han Jue calmed down, and then thought about the reasons for this. It should be caused by the Chinese people's music aesthetic becoming popular.
Han Jue told himself not to panic, but to listen to the English songs in this world first.
Han Jue seriously clicked on the top ten songs of "John Shang"I thought about it for a moment, then opened the recording software on my phone and closed my eyes again.
"Recalling the past, the painful lovesickness will never be forgotten."
"Why are you still here to stir my heartbeat?"
"How can I love you? You should understand tonight."
"When fate is difficult, love is difficult."
After Han Jue finished singing "New Love" a cappella, he also clearly felt that his voice was definitely much better than his previous life. After all, he sang "How Can I Love You" just now!
It turns out that having talent feels so great.
Han Jue was very inspired, and he became a talented person from then on.
After playing it back, Han Jue pursed his lips. He played it again, and in the end he had no choice but to admit that even though he had sung the music, it still didn't sound good. The song wasn't what it should be in his memory, which made him feel weird, but it wasn't without its merits. The advantage is that the voice is in good condition and the voice is nice.
It sounds really good, Han Jue almost falls in love with his own voice.
If you use a voice like this to hook up with a female player in a game, it will definitely be considered cheating.
"However, my voice is so beautiful, why not sing some of the songs I liked in my previous life?" In this way, you don¡¯t have to worry about having no music to listen to in this life.
However, Han Jue immediately rejected his idea. It's a beautiful thought. First of all, he can neither produce nor play instruments nor arrange music. He can't sing well either. He will definitely ruin those songs.
Secondly, it is said that recording and producing songs also costs a lot of money. Where do you get the money to waste it on yourself? I can hardly live anymore, okay?
Speaking of money, Han Jue couldn't help but go to the bank to ask if he had any financial management, stock market, side hustle, or anything like that.
When Han Jue thought of this, he quickly connected his phone to the stereo, listened to music and went for a run.
Rap music is very exciting, but Han Jue¡¯s steps are not crisp at all. Questions about survival have been lingering in his mind, and when he runs, he often either fails to keep up with the speed of the treadmill, or exceeds the speed of the treadmill and almost falls.
After being distracted and almost falling, he took back the thoughts in his mind, started running seriously, and increased his speed.
"Why do you think so much and have nothing? Life is short, enjoy yourself in the moment, Han Jue."
Sprint!
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Although Han Jue told himself in the morning "Don't think too much, I am a time traveler", he really felt like the hero in the movie, no difficulty could trouble him.
Now, Han Jue turned his head and looked at the bank behind him, sighing, reality was destined to slap him in the face.
Han Jue really has no extra savings, no side business, no investment, no financial management, and he still owes a loan of 500,000 yuan from the bank.
Yes, when I went in and asked, it turned out that I had to repay the bank 500,000 yuan.
Han Jue is going crazy, okay?
I am simply more irritable than I was yesterday.
??How can you make money if you don¡¯t even understand the basic situation of this world?
I sighed irritable and saw that ice cream was selling on the side of the road, and decided to buy one to reduce the fire, but after two steps, I stopped and touched the wallet in my pocket.
Walking in the crowd, Han Jue walked slower and slower, and finally stopped, staring at the people going to and from work, in a daze.
The people behind saw a man blocking the road and felt that there was something wrong with this man's brain. When he looked back, he saw that he was a handsome young man and couldn't help but look at him again.
After being watched too much, Han Jue suddenly realized that he was still standing in the middle of the crowd.
He walked forward a few steps, then suddenly stopped, turned around, and strode to the ice cream shop just now, bought an ice cream sprinkled with chocolate powder, looked at it for a while, and then walked home while eating.
There is relaxation between the brows. The smile on her lips was either because the ice cream was too sweet or because she thought of something.
On the way, I took out my cell phone and poked it a few times, then put it in my pocket and walked slowly.
At the same time, Guan Yi, who was in the artist department office of Sands Entertainment, was typing something on the computer. The phone he placed aside rang, indicating that he had received a text message:
¡¾Come to my house to discuss when. ¡ª¡ªHan Jue]
After Guan Yi read it, a smile appeared on his plain face.
After replying, put down the phone and continue typing.
It¡¯s just that the typing speed of those hands is faster. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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