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Chapter 66 "That Woman"

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    "You want to record a song?" the director asked in surprise.

    "Is it okay, director?" Han Jue asked.

    "Uncle, why do you suddenly want to record a song?" Zhang Yiman asked a question that the director also wanted to know.

    "Well, probably in response to those things on the Internet." Han Jue shook his phone.

    ¡°You¡¯re not going to scold those people in your songs, are you?¡± the director worried, knowing that rappers have a habit of attacking others in their songs.

    ¡°That¡¯s not the case, dissing will only add fuel to the fire and make those people cum.¡± Han Jue shook his head.

    The director still felt very unsure. If watching Han Jue wasn't the main highlight of the show, Director Wang would have refused.  This is already considered a change in the general direction.

    Han Jue saw the director looking like he was weighing his options, so he said softly: "I should not be there in the next issue of "Hip Hop"."

    The director and Zhang Yiman were both surprised.

    "But uncle, didn't you advance before? That song "Epic" is very nice!" Zhang Yiman was sure that he had not mistakenly missed the previous competition, so he said anxiously.

    After Director Wang was surprised, he quickly realized that there must be a big problem with Han Jue and the company behind him.  "You Have Hip Hop" may not bite Han Jue as hard as himself.

    Director Wang then felt that it was a pity that he had only caught on to the hot topics of "You Have Hip Hop" for one issue.

    "It's the company that's doing this." Han Jue didn't mind saying this.

    "Then, if I don't appear in the next episode of "Hip Hop", the audience will definitely be surprised. And if I appear in "Let's Fall in Love" here and sing a song as well" Han Jue looked at the director.

    Han Jue didn¡¯t finish his words, but Director Wang understood what he meant.

    It won¡¯t appear there. The audience must be confused. Although they were promoted, but they didn¡¯t appear in the next issue, is there any personal reason?  However, seeing Han Jue in this other program, is there something wrong or not?  Is it the company's business or Han Jue's business?  Then I heard that Han Jue sang a song, and I would definitely come to "Let's Fall in Love" out of curiosity.

    In this way, not only can you catch the popularity of "You Have Hip Hop", but also because it is a song for those people who are doing things on the Internet, it can also attract the attention of netizens.

    ??And Han Jue and Zhang Yiman both have singing ability. The program team actually arranged an episode of "collaborating on a couple song" for them in the entire season's activity outline, but it was only several episodes later.  Now moving to the early stage is not too far away from the arrangement of the program team, so it is not a big problem.

    The pros outweigh the cons.

    After Director Wang made his decision, he looked up at Zhang Yiman and asked, "What do you think, Xiaoman?"

    "I have no problem!" Zhang Yiman smiled and nodded.

    "Okay, then where are you going to record the song? Aidu? Or Taili?" The director wisely did not include Han Jue's agency as an option.

    "Let's go to Aidu." Sister Qin, who had been silent, said.  After listening to it for so long, Sister Qin already knew that this issue was very interesting, so she resolutely seized any opportunity to advertise the company.  Maybe we can also let the company's artists hang out in front of the camera a few times, so it's not a loss if we just arrange a recording studio.

    No one had any objections, so the director returned to the team to discuss today¡¯s recording content.

    After a while, a group of people headed to [Aidu] in a mighty manner.

    Of course Han Jue took Zhang Yiman¡¯s car there, and this was also Han Jue¡¯s first time riding in the nanny car.

    Han Jue leveled the seat, lay down on the comfortable seat, and fell asleep comfortably.

    An artist without a nanny car is an incomplete artist.  I don¡¯t know if the nanny car I got would be as comfortable if I agreed to the vampire company in Sands.  Will there be these small refrigerators, small TVs, small tables?

    "Uncle, what song are you going to sing?" Zhang Yiman was lying on another seat, turning his head and asking Han Jue curiously.

    Sister Qin in the passenger seat and the assistant in the back row also pretended to listen as if nothing had happened.

    "Well I sang it to one person" Han Jue said drowsily with his eyes closed.

    "Who are you singing to?"

    "A woman" Han Jue's voice became softer and softer.

    "Which woman?" Zhang Yiman asked in a softer voice, but she was holding the phone unconsciously in her hand.

    Han Jue didn¡¯t answer.

    Han Jue fell asleep and reached his destination in this sleep.

    ¡°This car of yours is too comfortable, I¡¯m not careful??Things, poof this one a few times and poke that one twice in a desperate attempt to kill.  Little did he know that if these things were broken, he could be killed.

    ¡°Get ready to start.¡± The producer outside reminded.

    Han Jue calmed down.  He lowered his head and began to brew his emotions.

    He thought of the ignorance and incomprehension written in the diary by his predecessor when he was 8 years old.  Thinking of that incident became a nightmare every year as my predecessor grew older.  Thinking of what I saw today, this matter was consumed by out-of-control netizens.

    Han Jue exhaled and gave a thumbs up. Listening to the lingering saxophone in his headphones, he closed his eyes and started singing:

    ¡¾I haven¡¯t thought of those things for a long time backingtoday

    I found that I had no more tears

    I remembered my mother¡¯s words: I have to go down the stairs by myself

    What can¡¯t be done in the dark space is to tremble]

    ¡­¡­

    ¡¾No words left, only a suicide note

    The uneasy plot seems to be an art form]

    ¡­¡­

    ¡¾One sunny afternoon, I woke up and was frightened by everything.

    An almost empty gas tank and a closed window

    That woman uses her warm hands

    Hold my throat and ignore my cough

    ? plus a swollen tongue caused by gas poisoning

    That smell still makes me uncomfortable

    This story may have been a mistake from the beginning

    Wrong person, wrong spouse, wrong marriage, wrong me]

    ¡­¡­

    What is sadder than a sad story is probably that the protagonist of the story is in a tragedy, but he no longer feels sad.

    Han Jue used the tone of a bystander to talk about the focus of discussion on the Internet. He told the story of what happened to him as if he was exposing his own scars. It was bloody, but he was as calm as if he was telling someone else's tragic story.

    Zhang Yiman looked at Han Jue with his eyes closed and frowning through a glass window. Listening to the sad and weak voice, tears blurred his vision and could not be wiped clean.

    The music outside the recording room is recorded and transmitted to another room.  The director and screenwriters listened and watched quietly.

    The staff who were doing other work lowered their voices when they heard the dull undercurrent, and the atmosphere in the practice room became very quiet.  Some staff members who had been talking about Han Jue behind his back stopped what they were doing, feeling blocked and did not dare to turn around and look at the monitor screen.

    ¡¾It took about two hours to wake up from the blur.

    The dripping blood is falling continuously

    The blade cut open the arteries in her wrist and neck]

    ¡­¡­

    Xiao Transparent pulled the mask up to her face, buried her head in her knees, and her shoulders kept shaking.

    The screenwriters passed tissues around and quietly wiped away tears.

    Director Wang sat on the pony, leaned back, pushed down the brim of his hat, and huddled his burly body on the pony.

    The main creative staff are not happy about the appearance of such a work but the promising ratings. They sigh and just want to pat the shoulder of the handsome young man whose heart seems to have been broken into powder.

    Tell him that the worst will be over.

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    Recommended song: "That Woman"-jrfog

    A sad story.

    (PS author¡¯s words: I recommend everyone to listen to this song to understand the protagonist a little bit.) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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