Sharing what you like with someone you don't understand is a kind of self-inflicted loneliness.
In his previous life, whenever Han Jue wrote something, he happily handed over the manuscript in his heart, and in the long wait, he was worried in his heart, thinking about whether the response would be good, thinking that it would disappoint the expectant people?
Think this, think that.
And when those self-proclaimed extraordinary little directors changed Han Jue's script casually, Han Jue wanted to cut people.
In this life, maybe you have died once, or you can eat by your face instead of talent, and your mentality is much relaxed.
Zhang Yiman's singing style and the arrangement of the entire song may not be exactly the same as Han Jue's memory of "Blood Love", and Han Jue does not seem paranoid, but just sighs
'All good, all good.'
The song is sung, and Han Jue knows that even if he likes the song "Blood Love" again, he will not be arrogant enough to think that after this episode is broadcast, "Bloody Love Story" will be unanimously liked by all the viewers in front of the
TV.
You don't need to like everyone, as long as you can make the 500 listeners in the venue like it.
Even if the listener looks back afterwards and realizes that they didn't really like "Blood Love".
Just make an impression.
The so-called more you play later, the more advantageous you are, this is the truth.
As long as the audience is impressed when they vote, and the other songs come to mind first, then it is considered a victory.
Now that Zhang Yiman has successfully kicked the gym, Han Jue thinks that he has not lived up to the money he took from Aidu.
After the recording ended that night, after coming out of Shonan TV, it was already late.
The ground outside is illuminated by streetlamps, showing a dry and wet appearance, adding a bit of rustic atmosphere to the luxurious TV station.
Standing five steps away from the door, the breath you exhale can already travel the mist.
Han Jue wrapped up a thick down jacket and got into the nanny car first.
"Goodbye everyone~" Zhang Yiman waved goodbye to the singers with a smile on his face before getting into the car.
"Goodbye, see you next time." The singers replied.
The other singers were also wrapped in thick coats, holding hands, waiting for their nanny cars to drive over.
When there is no camera, they are also like ordinary people, they will talk about topics with clear love and hate.
It is foreseeable that Zhang Yiman will be the topic of conversation by them for a while.
The competition for "The Singer" is over, but the recording of "Let's Fall in Love" is not over yet.
Inside the car, they disagreed over the big event of what to eat for dinner or late-night snacks.
"How can you come to Star City without eating crayfish?" Zhang Yiman said strangely.
"Why do you have to eat crayfish when you get to Star City?" Han Jue put his body on the glass of the car, and put out a large fork with both hands, showing the meaning of resistance with his whole body.
"The crayfish in Star City are very famous, wouldn't it be strange not to eat crayfish when you arrive in Star City?"
"It's not weird at all."
"Then let's eat chopped pepper fish heads!" Zhang Yiman did not force it, so he cheered and proposed another dish.
"Don't eat this, don't eat it."
"Ah, the spicy crab?"
Han Jue seemed to be spiced to the eye, stuck out his tongue, and shook his head vigorously.
"Uncle, you can't record a show like this." Zhang Yiman looked very serious.
"I think it's okay..." Han Jue was weak, turned his head to look out the window and spoke, his voice was much smaller, "I'm just a picky eater, why are you so serious..."
Zhang Yiman obviously doesn't feel so fussy.
She saw that today Han Jue was on "The Singer", which had a strict and formal recording process, and exposed a lot of problems.
The script was not well memorized, and it went off track halfway through the process, and in the end, he did not follow the choreographer's instructions at all to prevent the director from announcing the ranking of Yan Hai.
This made Zhang Yiman, a 'variety show veteran', very worried about Han Jue.
'It's really necessary to teach this uncle a good lesson, there will be nothing other variety shows except "Let's Fall in Love"!'
Zhang Yiman pursed his mouth and looked at the silent Han Jue, and said for a while;
"Uncle, do you know what the most precious thing between you and me is?"
"It's me." Han Jue said of course.
"That's not right! Be sincere!!" Zhang Yiman's voice was raised by an octave.
The little fists were clenched tightly.
"Hey, hey." Han Jue quickly turned sideways to make a defensive posture, let out a 'smile', and touched his head.
Zhang Yiman's fist took a while to put down, she cut her hair, calmed her mood, and said;
"In the magic capital, we can eat whatever we want, but in other cities, it is to let the audience see the special food, but also to make the local audience proud, but also to let the foreign audience know, so this is a tacit propaganda in variety shows, after all, our culture is to be exported to the outside world."
"Oh? How would you know these things?" Han Jue was surprised.
It's not like something Zhang Yiman can think about.
"Because when I went to a place in Guangzhou Province to film a show before, I also wanted to eat something else, and then Sister Qin told me so." Zhang Yiman glanced at Han Jue proudly.
Han Jue rolled her eyes, she didn't know what Zhang Yiman was proud of, obviously she was just as picky as herself.
"What did you eat last in Guangzhou that time?" Han Jue asked curiously.
"Bugs," the smug look on Zhang Yiman's face gradually converged, and finally said expressionlessly, "A lot of bugs."
Han Jue was in awe, it seems that he has to eat this spicy today.
"But what does this have to do with sincerity?" Han Jue asked Zhang Yiman while searching for places to eat crayfish nearby.
"Sincerity is... I want to go eat crayfish! Hahahaha!" Zhang Yiman smiled very happily after speaking, and couldn't stop laughing with his head on Han Jue's shoulder.
"..."
Han Jue they still ate crayfish, it is a long-established store, and the female choreographer of "Singer" recommended it, saying that this store has been on the "Study Well" program.
The owner of the lobster shop was enthusiastic when he saw the crowd of "Let's Love" come to patronize the business.
"I promise to make you guys hot!" The boss said with a red face.
"Alright!" Zhang Yiman gave a thumbs up.
Han Jue raised a hand to say something, but it was too late.
Looking at the eager eyes of all the staff, I felt that if I said it, it was a kind of public punishment for myself.
When plates of fried shrimp and flavored shrimp were served, Zhang Yiman tied his hair with serious eyes, put on gloves, and immediately entered the battle state.
In private, Zhang Yiman strictly controls eating and is miserable, so once in the show, Zhang Yiman will pretend not to see Sister Qin's gaze, and would rather take a few more palms than eat a pain.
Now is the time.
Han Jue, in the face of the red and spicy crayfish, can only drink milk, and from time to time pick up non-spicy side dishes to eat. In addition, most of the time he was on the side helping Zhang Yiman peel the shells of crayfish.
Dramatic.
"There are even people in this world who can endure the temptation of crayfish meat and give meat to their girlfriends!"
"This is filming a show, a character design, a character who shows affection."
"Even the character is amazing, how can you bear it..."
"He must love his girlfriend very much, right?"
The eyes of everyone and the boss when they looked at Han Jue felt that Han Jue's young man was very amazing.
The director and screenwriters were also particularly satisfied, feeling that this act of love made the whole restaurant even hotter.
The cameraman got closer to the camera and desperately shot a close-up of the crayfish meat.
Zhang Yiman was wearing a white sweater with a high neck, and his cheeks were red under the warm yellow light, looking extremely delicate and cute.
Shyly ate the lobster meat that Han Jue peeled and put in the empty plate and looked at Han Jue with a smile after eating one, very happy.
Han Jue smiled on his face, and persuaded Zhang Yiman to eat it vigorously, and his heart was already dancing reggae, swinging Wang Ba Fist.
What else could he do?
Han Jue had to drink a glass of milk when he ate one.
I am also afraid of belly swelling, and I can't eat bread when I go back to the hotel at night, so I can only act as a shelling machine and accept the admiring eyes of others.
After eating the crayfish, it's not over.
Zhang Yiman also led Han Jue to the so-called [Fallen Street], saying that there are still many special snacks to be photographed in.
Han Jue looked at Sister Qin resentfully, blaming her for not even stopping her.
There are a lot of people here, but everyone is also very orderly and did not disturb the recording.
Just watching or following from afar, seeing what Zhang Yiman bought, passers-by also rushed up to the store to buy it.
Zhang Yiman is really very depraved in this place, eating in his mouth, holding it in his hand, and his eyes are sweeping and picking.
Han Jue ate a lot of stinky tofu, only stinky tofu, and it was still a very weak kind.
Asked him why, Han Jue smiled reluctantly, stuffed stinky tofu in his mouth, and said with a crying voice that he had a quirk, that is, he liked to eat something until he was tired.
After eating and drinking, they returned to the hotel late at night.
How much Zhang Yiman will be slapped by Sister Qin, Han Jue does not know.
He only knew that when he lay on the bed, his mouth was full of the smell of stinky tofu, and he felt that he would not touch stinky tofu again for at least half a year.
The next day, "Let's Fall in Love" everyone was about to return to the magic capital by plane, and Han Jue was particularly excited and got up early.
Director Wang watched the content recorded in the past two days all night, his face was tired, but he was in high spirits, because he was particularly satisfied with the harvest of this Star City shooting.
Especially when I feel that Han Jue and Zhang Yiman have arrived in a strange place, the relationship has quickly become close, which is very good.
The screenwriters also felt that this imaginary couple was finally starting to look like a couple, and one by one, they were determined to start setting up some more ambiguous activity task lines.
Director Wang saw Han Jue eating breakfast there in the restaurant and walked over with a kind expression.
That smile, coupled with the vicissitudes of not being kind, gives people the feeling that the loan shark has finally found the fugitive debtor who ran away.
So much so that the waiter was very worried about whether there would be a large number of men with gold chains and straight heads in the back, banging around with clubs.
"It feels good to shoot in other places, do you want to go somewhere and give you a trip at public expense." After Director Wang kindly greeted Han Jue, he raised a small question that could be regarded as taking care of him.
As soon as Han Jue heard the word "tourism" in his ears, he seemed to have traveled 10,000 kilometers in his mind, and before he really set off, his body became exhausted.
"Where do you want to go? Then if you can, then..." Han Jue stretched his voice holding his head.
Director Wang leaned closer to his ears.
"Let's go to [Li Bai Park]." Han Jue said sincerely.
"Many cities have [Li Bai Park], where are you going?" Director Wang said curiously.
"Eleventh Street is better."
Director Wang carefully looked at Han Jue's sincere gaze and decided not to ask him anymore.
When everyone finally had breakfast, they headed to the airport and prepared to return to the magic capital.
On the return trip, there were no more cameras installed on the plane to record.
The content on the plane to Star City, plus the content before and after the game, can already produce a lot of content.
On the way back, the boat is laborious, the effect is not good, so there is no need to record.
During the period, Director Wang came to Zhang Yiman's side and asked something mysteriously, causing Zhang Yiman to excitedly take out his mobile phone and say a lot of things.
Later, Director Wang listened honestly, turned around and his smile dissipated little by little, and finally sighed.
It seems that I also asked the question of tourism, and the answer was also very unsatisfactory.
After getting off the plane, everyone separated at the airport of the magic capital.
After finishing the field recording, after Han Jue returned to the magic capital, life became slow again.
Travel is not a thought, friends are almost none, you can only do some activities that do not cost money.
For example, walking, such as going to a pet store to touch the dog's head, and then going to [Alley Bar] to rub music, the small day is also very leisurely.
As the New Year approaches, Christmas is here.
In the past life, except for [Qingming Festival], almost all holidays were [Valentine's Day].
Even if Han Jue hadn't been lost because of the events of his previous life for a long time, the recent intensive festivals still made his thoughts unavoidable.
Can't stay at home anymore.
Thinking so, Han Jue wrapped himself tightly and went out warmly.
Seeing that the faces of the pedestrians on the street were also full of happiness to welcome the New Year, according to the custom, he hummed various Chinese and English Christmas songs at this time and walked the street.
It turned out that there was almost no Christmas atmosphere on the street, which was completely different from the previous life.
Only to remember that every day after he was in this world was an update of the commonsense library.
Only a small number of foreigners were seen wearing red Christmas hats on their heads.
When Han Jue said "Merry Christmas" to the other party, he often made the other party very happy and excited.
Han Jue wants to go to places like [New York Street] and [Lincoln Street] to celebrate the New Year.
"The city I live in never snows
My memories are full of cold feelings
I miss until I forget that neon sweeps the noisy streets..."
When he is sad, his desire to create is always very strong, and just when Han Jue wanted to make some creative work at home, a phone call came.