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Han Jue sang very joyfully, making the bar sound nothing like a bar.
Some customers who have always regarded the performers as adding to the atmosphere or as a reminder to go to the toilet during intermission experienced the beauty of music in a bar for the first time. Those Americans who insisted on singing in English were too excited to express their enthusiasm on their own. Even Americans, who have always thought that Chinese songs are invincible in the world, have to admit that it is not that English songs are not good, but that there are no such good English songs.
Their applause and chorus are all part of this song. They also became part of the song.
Everyone, whether they were prejudiced to Han Jue or the music of music before, were immersed in music at this moment.
So when Han Jue stopped, the audience was still interested and refused to stop.
Alex stopped the music under the signal from Han Jue¡¯s eyes, but the audience still clapped their hands, stamped their feet and knocked on the table, unable to stop.
They were like children who had tasted the sweetness. After realizing that there was no singing, they continued to make noise, shouting "Encore Encore", knowing well that children who cry can eat sweets.
But Han Jue on the stage is no longer used to them. Although he was very happy singing just now, he can't spend any more time here.
After Han Jue thanked the audience, he waved and left the stage. He handed the guitar to the manager who was beaming with joy.
Alex quickly tuned out the exciting electronic music, trying to adjust the mood of the disappointed customer.
The lighting engineer also turned off the spotlights on the stage that were as bright as daylight, and replaced them with green and purple lights of various colors. The flashes could make people¡¯s heads dizzy.
Fortunately, the customers had enjoyed two wonderful performances one after another and were satisfied at the moment. After the habitual fussing to no avail, they took advantage of their happy mood and continued to dance wildly in the bar.
The manager had been waiting for Han Jue at the stairs beside the stage. When Han Jue came down, he took the guitar with a smile on his face and followed Han Jue backstage step by step, constantly praising him.
[New York Street] There are at least thirty bars in the bar district, not to mention a hundred, with various themes and styles. The only thing is that their target group is all English speakers. In order to promote business, some bars invite resident singers to perform. Most of them are young American singers who have traveled across the ocean to the Magic City of China to wait for opportunities. Some Chinese singers occasionally invited are also unknown and sing Chinese songs.
In terms of customer attraction, no one really has an advantage over anyone else.
However, today the [Polaris] bar is open. The manager looked at the momentum of the bar tonight and could foresee that after word of mouth spreads and the restaurant becomes famous, the number of customers queuing outside [North Star] will double several times.
The manager was getting close to Han Jue and was wondering if he could schedule more Han Jue performances.
Regarding the manager¡¯s invitation, Han Jue kept dismissing the manager with ¡°Please discuss this with my agent¡±, and then the manager patted Han Jue on the shoulder and returned to the lobby.
When they arrived backstage, the girls watched Han Jue pass by in the passage. They did not crowd around him, but just followed Han Jue happily. If they dared, they would hum the same tune and praise Han Jue. Han Jue smiled and thanked him.
Two foreign singers took the initiative to come forward and say hello.
"Hey! Man, you're great!"
"Incredible, incredible!"
Han Jue nodded and expressed his gratitude. After exchanging names, he said goodbye to them and continued walking backstage.
Walking in a hurry.
Singing made me feel happy for a while, but now I calm down and feel a little annoyed.
Today, I wasted a little more time outside. The "I Am a Criminal" that he had been thinking about had started to air. If he wanted to catch up on the missed parts, he would have to wait until the early morning to watch online resources.
Han Jue came to the backstage, put on his coat, and waited for Xia Yuan to come over.
Xia Yuan didn't keep him waiting for long. As soon as she came over, Han Jue walked out anxiously.
Xia Yuan was shocked, thinking something had happened to Han Jue.
Han Jue sent a text message to his black friend to tell him to leave first. While walking, they called a taxi on their mobile phones, and the two of them walked towards the street.
After watching the performance, today¡¯s interview comes to an end. This was what they had agreed upon in advance, so Han Jue and Xia Yuan, who were not on the road, each called a special car.
Xia Yuan walked next to Han Jue after calling the taxi. The two of them didn't speak, and the atmosphere was a bit solemn.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?bsp;Han Jue, who was extremely anxious about the TV show, didn't take today's performance to heart at all, but there were many others who took this performance to heart.
"Tony, was it successful?" The manager of [Polaris] was currently in the corridor leading to the backstage, speaking to a staff member with the intense music playing.
"Done!" Tony made an OK gesture, looked around carefully, and handed over a handheld camera.
¡°For the first song, go see if any customer has recorded it in its entirety.¡±
"There may be very few complete ones," Tony said.
"It's okay, as long as you have the clip, go ahead." The manager looked at Han Jue's figure above with the camera and waved to Tony.
Tony went to the customer area and pretended to be a customer who regretted not having a video, and waited for people who had video to share it.
The manager closed the camera screen with satisfaction.
To become the leader among the bars in this area, one night's news alone is not enough. So when Han Jue's first song caused a stir in the audience, the manager asked the staff to find a perfect location and record the complete clip of Han Jue's second song.
Next, let this song spread in the American circle, and then hype it up domestically, and make [Polaris] an Internet celebrity bar, so that American tourists who are attracted to [Polaris] will come one after another. .
¡°Times come and go, times come and go, success or failure depends on this.¡± The manager said to himself, put away the camera, and walked to the office.
¡°However, the manager is not the only one who has ideas about this performance.
"Sorry, very sorry, we didn't record it either." A young man with blond hair said regretfully to a man named Tony.
"Okay." Tony shrugged and left the young man's position.
After Tony walked away, the girl next to the young man said doubtfully to the young man: "Hey, we clearly recorded it, why did you lie?"
"What are you talking about? This is my material, and you can't give it to anyone casually. Whether I can break through one million fans depends on it." The young man patted the mobile phone in his hand.
"But you only have 140,000 fans now, and you're still far away from one million." The girl said helplessly.
¡°I have a hunch that one million won¡¯t be the limit!¡± The young man¡¯s eyes were firm.
"But doesn't it count as infringement? China attaches great importance to copyright. It seems that if it is serious, you will go to jail." The girl was a little worried.
¡°It doesn¡¯t matter, I was already in the United States at that time.¡± The young man smiled.
the other side.
"Everyone, today's live broadcast of visiting the magical city [New York Street] is here. The next broadcast will be ten hours later Hmm? Want to listen to the two songs just now? Uh-huh, I want to listen to the two songs just now. Friends, you can watch the replay after this live broadcast, I have already recorded it."
"Huh? A friend in the comments said that the Chinese singer just now was named Han Jue. Oh, his name is Han Jue? I like him! I plan to check his information after the live broadcast!"
A young and beautiful American girl is sitting in a seat on the second floor, wearing an earphone, holding up a mobile phone, looking at the screen and talking.
"I decided to bring you all to this bar tomorrow to see if I can see Han Jue's performance again. If there are friends who are also looking forward to Han Jue, please click and follow!"
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