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Chapter 740 Thank you for meeting you in life (4)

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    "[Best Composition] AwardHan Jue!"

    Guan Yi did not start speaking immediately. Instead, he closed his eyes and tapped his temple with his index finger, adjusting the frequency of the TV, as if searching for the corresponding acceptance speech.

    After all, there are too many things to carry.

    And the following paragraph is the most important.

    "For this award, I want to thank Teacher Zhang, Zhang Yiman."

    Guan Yicai just said something, and the cheers and screams from the audience started one after another.

    "Although we have been together for a long time, I still call her Teacher Zhang like everyone else. Why? Dash, because I came up with this nickname.

    Of course, it¡¯s also because there is always something worth learning from her.

    When I debuted, I was called a machine. At best, I never make mistakes and my status is always stable.  But in fact, it also means that my singing and playing have no emotions. I always seem to be watching other people's affairs, which is difficult to resonate with others.

    Teacher Zhang has a lot of emotions, so much that they are almost full to the brim.  After meeting her, I became like a human being.  I started singing my heart out, started playing music about myself, and started using notes to express my emotions.  It can be said that it was not until I met her that I really started to get in touch with music.

    Composing music is not difficult for me.  As long as she is by my side, I will never run out of inspiration.  I hope to see her smile, I hope to see her cry, I hope to see her laugh after crying. Thinking of this, one melody after another will pop up in my mind.

    She is my switch.  "

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Zhang Yiman took off his headphones, with a smile on his face, and stretched lazily.

    At this time, she was on the deck of a yacht, with a fishing rod in front of her.

    The sun is shining on the sea.

    With such good weather, there would be no storms that Han Jue was worried about.

    Zhang Yiman lowered his head and looked down. Beside the lounge chair were the life jackets and lifebuoys placed by Han Jue, as well as a rubber boat that had not yet been inflated.

    Zhang Yiman reminisced about Han Jue¡¯s best speech, but it was not satisfying, so he went to Weibo and watched the clip of the [Best Composition] Award speech again.

    ¡°¡­She is my switch.  ¡¿

    Zhang Yiman is still a little shy.  Although these love words were spoken through Guan Yi's mouth, it did not prevent her from feeling happy.  She could understand because she knew that if Han Jue said these words to her face, he would definitely be embarrassed to say them.

    "Uncle!" Zhang Yiman shouted towards the cabin.

    "What?" Han Jue's voice floated out.

    "Have you come up with any new songs?"

    "New song? Not yet."

    "Would you like to think about it now?"

    "It's difficult."

    "As for traveling, I just want the music for us to travel together."

    "Travel" Han Jue's voice fell silent for a few seconds, and when it sounded again, it was a string of singing:

    ¡°[You have seen many beautiful scenery, you have seen many beauties

    You are lost in every brief moment on the map

    ¡­¡­

    You memorize every sentence of your favorite truth in the book

    But I can¡¯t tell you why you love me

    But I can¡¯t tell you which expression of mine you admire

    But I can¡¯t tell you on what occasion I have made you tempted¡¿"

    Zhang Yiman was still swaying along with the melody at first, but as he listened, his smile gradually disappeared. The more he listened, the more something was wrong, and he became even more furious after hearing it.

    "What are you singing about!" Zhang Yiman roared angrily and ran into the cabin to beat Han Jue.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    "The winner of the Best Album Producer Award isHan Jue!"

    "Thanks to Cohen, my teacher. He once told me, 'The job of a music producer is not to ask the singer to sing the lyrics, but to ask him to sing what is not written in the lyrics. Many times  The most important part of lyrics is the subtext.' I kept this sentence in mind, so that every time I found an 'subtext', as a lyricist, I would immediately pick up the pen to fill the hole, and then let  As a producer, I¡¯m at my wits¡¯ end¡­¡±

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    It¡¯s 10:30 in the evening in Magic City, a recording studio under the name of [Aidu].

    Cohen is still working overtime to catch up on a song.

    "The paragraph just now is good, let's try again and try to reduce the sadness by three points, and then increase it by one.The boss I am working with at the law firm I am working with is also helping Han Jue handle the rights and interests of his works.  fine.  "

    Hu Fei and Jiang Yun looked at Xu Jin in silence.

    Looking at Xu Jin again, she actually looked a little timid. After noticing that Hu Fei and the others were paying attention to her, she became even more uneasy. She picked up the wine glass and covered the lower half of her face, for fear of being discovered.

    "Let her stay here." the president said.

    Hu Fei and Jiang Yun nodded. After a while, Hu Fei called the waiter and asked Xu Jin to bring a fruit plate.

    Xu Jin received the fruit plate and looked up at Hu Fei. Seeing Hu Fei and the others raising their wine bottles to signal, Xu Jin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly held the wine glass in a gesture.

    "Quiet! Quiet!" suddenly came from behind, and another award for Han Jue to be nominated appeared.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Guan Yi was a little tired from reciting his speech.

    Only the audience in the audience and those in front of the TV are getting more and more excited, tirelessly looking forward to Guan Yi continuing to recite his speech. It is best to recite more.

    I don¡¯t know whether I was expecting Han Jue to say something new without repeating it, or whether I was expecting Guan Yi to memorize many words before making mistakes.

    Thank you one after another. Whenever Guan Yi finishes reciting a paragraph, he is always greeted with warm laughter and applause.  The performance of Han Jue and Guan Yi neither disappointed, but also secretly disappointed.

    Finally, the ceremony has come to an end. With a few more awards, this year¡¯s Golden Melody Awards will be over.

    "The winner of the [Best Male Singer] award is Han Jue!" The chairman of the jury, as the presenter, announced the winner loudly.

    Guan Yi, who had been expressionless all night, finally put on a smile when he accepted the award.

    Maybe it¡¯s because he also knew that the ceremony was about to end.

    Guan Yi took the trophy, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then said with emotion: "For being able to live until now as a singer, I am most grateful to [Blue Whale], to the old chairman, and to Gu Fan.

    In this world, I have two homes, one is where my lover is, and the other is [Blue Whale].  Thanks to them for shaping me, and thanks to them for still opening their arms to me, a bastard, and taking me in twice even after I took some detours"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    The old chairman rubbed the corners of his eyes.

    ¡°Grandpa, you¡¯re crying!¡± The little fat grandson exclaimed loudly.

    The old chairman was filled with shame and anger. He yawned in embarrassment and explained that the tears were caused by yawning.

    Sun Tzu didn¡¯t believe it.

    The old chairman asked: "Have you finished your homework?!"

    Sun Tzu proudly replied that he had finished writing it long ago!

    The old chairman said: "If you don't do well in the final exam, you won't have any fun during the summer vacation, so go to a cram school."

    Like the grandson, the grandson knelt down and wailed: "Don't do this!¡ª¡ª"

    The old chairman turned a deaf ear, and the old monk remained unmoved as if he was in trance. He also asked him to cry softer and not to disturb him while watching TV.

    The grandson was so angry that he reached out and took off his grandfather's wig.  I regretted it after picking it.

    However, the old man did not get angry, which made the grandson feel at ease.

    "From today on, don't call me grandpa anymore."

    "grandfather!!!"

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Finally, we come to the last award, which is [Album of the Year], the most important award tonight.

    Equivalent to the best film in the film festival, it is the core of an awards ceremony and the representative work of the entire industry that year.

    "The winner of the [Album of the Year] award is"

    Everyone in the audience held their breath and concentrated, and there was silence.

    "Han Jue!"

    I don¡¯t know how many times this word has sounded.

    Han Jue himself, but there is no doubt that he is the absolute protagonist tonight.

    The loudest applause and cheers of the night rang out.

    Guan Yi slowly walked back to the stage from the backstage, shook hands with the presenter a dozen times, took the trophy, and then walked to the microphone.

    The applause and cheers gradually quieted down. Everyone wanted to hear what kind of acceptance speech Han Jue wrote for the most important award tonight.

    However, unlike other speeches written by Han Jue before, this one is quite short.

    And there is only one person to thank.

    "Thank you to so many people, they are all important people in my life. Even if I didn't meet one of them, my life would have undergone major changes and I wouldn't be here. Among these people, I  There is one person I want to thank the most, and that is myself.¡±

    Guan Yi said word by word to the camera:

    "Han Jue, thank you for your hard work."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    An apartment in Shanghai.

    Han Jue¡¯s photos are scattered on the table.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Man, that¡¯s myself.  "

    Guan Yi said word by word to the camera:

    "Han Jue, thank you for your hard work."

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    An apartment in Shanghai.

    Han Jue¡¯s photos are scattered on the table.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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