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Chapter 524 Visitors (Part 2)

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    Zhang Zishang said he wanted to come in, but he kept knocking on the door.

    Xiao Zhou was closest to the door, but he still kindly waited for Zhang Zishang to finish speaking before going to open the door.

    Outside the door, Zhang Zishang came with his teammates.

    This is not a backstage for singing, so the juniors don¡¯t have to carry albums to the lounges of the seniors to visit and say hello.  But for [Miracle Boy], there are direct seniors Gu Fan and Han Jue here, so they have to come and say hello.

    "If there is any fruit, take it as you like." Han Jue also took on the posture of a senior, lying on the sofa and waving his hands, asking the juniors to find fruits to eat.

    "Brother Gu Fan, are you singing a new song tonight?" Zhang Zishang brought an apple and was peeling it.

    "right."

    "New song? Is it the one written by uncle?" Zhang Yiman asked.

    "Yes. It will be sung for the first time tonight, and then after twelve o'clock, it will be pronounced on New Year's Day."

    "Okay," Zhang Yiman looked forward to it when she heard that it was written by Han Jue. "What time will you sing it?"

    "Just a few places behind you."

    "What type? Is it difficult after doing it for so long?" Zhang Yiman asked curiously.

    "Lyricism," Gu Fan said, "it's not difficult at all. Breath control, vocal range span, etc. are all okay. The singing skills requirements are only between 2 and 2.5 [Zhang Zishang]. It's just that emotions are quite difficult to master.  , Brother Han never let me pass. Because I had to prepare for the concert again, the recording was divided many times intermittently, and the actual production was completed last month."

    When Zhang Zishang heard his name being used in this way, his hands shook and he almost cut off the continuous peel.

    Putting down the knife and peeling the apple, he went to give the apple to Han Jue.  Han Jue felt a little sleepy and said he didn't want to eat. He took the apple and asked Zhang Yiman or Gu Fan who wanted to eat.

    Hearing Han Jue¡¯s words, Gu Fan and Zhang Yiman¡¯s eyes suddenly lit up and they said positively:

    "I want!"

    "I want."

    They frowned, glanced at each other, and there were electric sparks. Then they turned their heads at the same time, using their eyes to signal Han Jue to give him the apple.

    Han Jue looked at Gu Fan, then at Zhang Yiman, and finally handed the apple to Zhang Zishang expressionlessly, asking him to cut the apple in half and give half to each of Zhang Yiman and Gu Fan.

    "Dong dong dong!" The door was knocked.

    The person outside the door did not announce his or her home address, and the lounge became quiet, preparing to see who was coming.

    Xiao Zhou went to open the door and saw Xiao Fan.

    "Yo." Xiao Fan was surprised when he saw so many people in the lounge, and then said hello.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off out of Xiao Fan's shaved head, looking at it on a cold day, makes people feel chilling for him.  Han Jue asked him to come in quickly and asked him what he wanted to eat and drink. There was no wine here.  Xiao Fan said that if he didn¡¯t want to eat anything, just drink some hot water.

    Xiao Zhou poured a cup of hot water for him.

    Xiao Fan was curled up on the sofa with hot water in his hands. He looked very ungrateful, as quiet as a monk.

    "I'm here to encourage you to sing," Xiao Fan took a sip of hot tea and started to nudge Han Jue like a Taoist monk, "It's been a long time since you released a rap song. Young people must not forget their original intention!"

    "Hey, hey, that's wrong." Gu Fan spontaneously defended Han Jue without Han Jue having to say anything. "If you don't forget your original intention, Brother Han is sticking to his original intention now. He was originally a pop artist.  .¡±

    "Wrong," Xiao Fan smiled slightly, "Back when he was a trainee at [Blue Whale], the first thing Lao Han learned was rap. The teacher [Nursery Assassin] who taught him rap stopped teaching him before you formed a team.  I also heard about it when my master was chatting with [Touch], so it¡¯s normal that you don¡¯t know about it.¡±

    Gu Fan turned to look at Han Jue, wanting to confirm whether the matter was true or not.

    Han Jue is not the person he is, so of course he doesn¡¯t know about it, so he can only pretend to be asleep at this time.  But I vaguely remember seeing "Nursery Assassin" in my predecessor's diary. At the time, I thought it was social news, but I didn't expect it to be a stage name.

    "Rap is similar to rock and roll. You need to stay angry. Now that I'm not angry, I can't write songs." Han Jue didn't say that there are a bunch of rap songs on his computer that he listens to while running.

    Zhang Yiman didn¡¯t say anything either.  She just giggled, as if she knew she was the biggest contributor to Han Jue's anger.

    "There is no way to express anger without being angry. "In the Name of the Father" is very non-angry. It is extremely musical. To achieve such a mature style, you must have written more than one song, right? Play it out quickly. Play it out quickly.  come out!"

    Han Jue shook his head.  There are still "Sherlock Holmes" in this world"Detective Collection", but because this book was not very popular in this world, after the author wrote Sherlock Holmes to death, no fans sent him razors, so he finished the book and wrote other detective novels.  Only I can understand the corresponding content in "Chapter 7 of Night".

    Xiao Fan didn¡¯t know this and stared at Zhang Yiman, but there was nothing he could do.

    Xiao Fan talked about other things, such as the bar he introduced to Han Jue and Zhang Yiman: "After the show, that bar has gone crazy. Every day, people bring headphones and go there when they see a girl.  Wear headphones for people. The DJ is playing DJs above, and people below are moving around with their arms in their arms. A good disco bar has now become a clean bar."

    "Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed.

    Soon, the lounge became extremely lively.

    Xiao Fan, Gu Fan and the others were chatting with Han Jue Zhang Yiman.

    Zhang Zishang and other juniors were just hanging around and whispering with Xiao Zhou.

    As the senior brother, Xiao Zhou gave Zhang Zishang'er advice: "What does it mean to be a disciple? In our case, it means that when you enter the boss's lounge, you become a direct disciple. Today you arrived in the lounge,  You are the direct descendant of the boss."

    "Sir, I have a question."

    "you say."

    "Why is that room a lounge? Not a recording studio? A production room?"

    "Junior brother, you are not cute like this."

    Fortunately, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman¡¯s joint lounge is large enough to accommodate so many people.

    "Dong dong." The door rang again.

    This time the knock was soft.

    ?? Han Jue has never participated in a singing show. I don¡¯t know if a normal artist would have someone come over every now and then to play in such a gathering of celebrities.  He is obviously not popular, but friends come to him one after another, which almost gives him the illusion that "I am very popular".

    Han Jue was guessing what other friends would attend this New Year's Eve, and then he did see an acquaintance.

    Weng Nanxi.

    The conversation in the room just now was so pleasant that Han Jue forgot that Weng Nanxi, as the host, was here to communicate with the performers.

    Han Jue¡¯s happy mood was instantly cleared up.

    "Hello~ Is that how you say it? English." Weng Nanxi said hello in English with a smile.

    Seeing Weng Nanxi walking in alone with her card in hand, the previous laughter and laughter in the lounge instantly disappeared.

    However, these friends of Han Jue had no intention of getting up and leaving.  Zhang Zishang and his teammates took out their mobile phones and started playing games. Xiao Fan and Gu Fan chatted in low voices, both looking like they were staying here and not planning to leave.

    Han Jue thought of the rumors Gu Fan said at the beginning, and suddenly understood something.

    A group of people outside were waiting for Weng Nanxi to enter the lounge between him and Zhang Yiman, and no matter what happened inside, there would eventually be various versions of rumors circulating in the circle.  There was a brutal killing in the Shura field, there was a big fight between Zhang Yiman and Weng Nanxi, and there was a difficulty for Han Jue to choose between blah blah blah.

    But if there are a bunch of other people in the lounge, the situation is very different.

    Xiao Fan, Gu Fan and Zhang Zishang are using their own methods to prevent outrageous rumors from spreading.

    Han Jue smiled.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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