The sun doesn't shine into the bar, and the bar is not open, only the warm lights are on the top of the bar.
There was a book on the table at the bar, half a glass of wine next to it, and the woman holding the glass had a cold look in her eyes.
"I'm not good."
Xia Yuan said with a smile, his tone calm.
"That's good."
Han Jue nodded and replied.
At the same time, I thought to myself that if you are not good, it is not good, it is my business.
Han Jue has always lacked patience for this kind of person who doesn't speak well, since he doesn't want to talk well, he simply don't speak.
Without looking at the other party's reaction again, Han Jue turned his head to look at the boss and asked, "Boss, do you want to listen now, or" It's better to wait for the next person to leave before starting.
Han Jue tilted his head and finished the second half of the sentence with his eyes.
The boss wiped his hands, walked out of the counter, and said, "Right now."
Miss Xia is a regular customer and understands the rules.
Give her a good song in advance, and give her benefits. ” The boss vouched for reporter Xia.
Han Jue shrugged when he heard his boss say this.
There is no other way than to give face to the boss, anyway, he has already registered what he should have registered, and he is not afraid of the other party's coming to Yin.
Han Jue consciously took out his guitar and walked to the stage.
The lights on the stage were not turned on, the light was still dim, and Han Jue walked on the stage as if he had swam into the darkness.
"Yinzi told me that he saw Han Jue here, singing folk songs, and I thought that guy was joking."
Xia Yuan saw Han Jue skillfully holding the guitar on the stage, his posture relaxed, and he had the posture of singing folk songs and being poor, and whispered to the boss.
"No wonder that kid called me nervously to inquire about Han Jue's itinerary, and I am not Han Jue's agent, how do I know."
The boss poured himself a glass of wine, sat down on the edge of Xia Yuan, and rolled his eyes, "You have something to do with Han Jue" "Let's talk.
His company didn't agree, so he could only pretend to meet by chance like this.
Xia Yuan looked in the direction of Han Jue.
It can be regarded as an unfortunate time for their midnight interview, when Han Jue parted ways with the company.
Xia Yuan went to make an appointment, and Jinsha Entertainment played haha one by one, saying that Han Jue needed to rest and would not accept interviews.
Han Jue on the stage over there was ready, clicked on the microphone, and began to bow his head and play the guitar.
Xia Yuan is not ignorant of music, and is even an avid lover of music.
Listening to music is a serious thing for her, she can play music, grab a glass of wine, and sit on the couch and listen to it for an afternoon.
This is also the information she suspected of provided by Song Yin at the beginning, because when she was collecting information about Han Jue, she clearly knew what Han Jue was in music.
Idol entertainer, rapper, singing and dancing singer.
If you mix a folk singer in the above introduction, it will be very abrupt.
Xia Yuan has never been a person who is limited by empiricism, and after hearing Song Yin give a good evaluation, he came to arrest Han Jue.
If Han Jue's final level is like that, she doesn't necessarily have to expose something, but she will inevitably be a little disappointed.
However, when Han Jue bent his back and played the prelude, the corners of Xia Yuan's mouth hooked up a touch of arc.
This time you left without saying goodbye as before Goodbye, yes, just goodbye How I miss the way you walked beside me I can't stop loving it when I think about it The rain in the magic capital kept falling and not stopping It's like your silent grievance It was obviously a sunny afternoon outside, but with the sadness of the song in this bar, with the grainy friction in Han Jue's voice after taking a sip of spirits, the air became viscous, and the sadness in it was so humid that it made people feel cold to the bone.
After the song, Han Jue sat in the dim stage.
The boss took a sip of wine, let out a sigh of relief, and nodded with satisfaction, I don't know if it is a satisfactory wine or a satisfactory song, or maybe it is a satisfactory song with a good wine.
"Good.
Sing this song tomorrow, what is this song called" After the boss thought about it for a while, he got up and poured Han Jue a glass of wine and asked.
"Summer on San'in Road."
Han Jue was still on stage, pondering something.
"Where is San'in Road?"
the boss asked.
In his previous life, Shanyin Road was in Nanjing, but Han Jue was not sure if there was any more in this world.
"From home."
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Han Jue replied.
The boss nodded, not delving into it.
He'd also seen more bizarre and remote place names appear in song titles, and even some place names were not bad even if they were changed.
Han Jue walked a few steps, but did not step off the stage, but turned to look at the other instruments in the dark, and asked the boss: "Boss, do you have a resident band, I think it would be better to add a cello to the accompaniment." ” "There's no resident here, so you'll have to find someone yourself."
The boss smiled, "There really isn't, you can only record a cello as an accompaniment, and then play it." ” Han Jue nodded.
I'm going to ask the silly girl if she can play the cello in a moment.
Walked off the stage, put away his guitar, and was going to leave.
The boss motioned to Xia Yuan with his eyes, Han Jue is leaving, you have to talk about it, you can't hurry Xia Yuan smiled at the boss, and he didn't mean to hold on at all.
The boss shook his head helplessly, and said to Han Jue, "Xiao Han, come, please have a drink." ” The boss took out the wine he had prepared for Han Jue just now.
Han Jue came to this world to eat healthily, have a regular schedule and rest, and although he doesn't like alcohol, he doesn't regard it as a poison.
Han Jue put the guitar case at his feet, moved the wine to a vacant seat away from Xia Yuan, sat down, and waited for the boss to say the reason for stopping him.
Xia Yuan propped his elbows on the bar and looked sideways at Han Jue.
"What are you going to do next after your contract at Sands expires?
It's not going to be a new song for me all the time," the boss asked with a smile.
Han Jue didn't answer, but glanced at Xia Yuan, and then at the boss, the meaning of doubt was self-evident.
Is it really okay to talk about these things in front of reporters?
"Xiaoxia is not an entertainment reporter, and their magazines are also sold by timeliness, so it's okay."
The boss waved his hand.
Natsuhara shrugged.
After thinking for a while, Han Jue said, "Anyway, I don't plan to sign a company for the time being." ” "Our bar has accounts on social platforms, and sometimes we make performances into video collections, so the copyright of your songs is not in your own hands" Han Jue nodded.
The contract says that the work was created by Han Jue himself, and the copyright still belongs to Han Jue.
Otherwise, Han Jue would not dare to write during the contract.
"So, if the bar wants to put these new songs on the Internet, it needs your permission.
Of course, it is paid. ” Han Jue's eyebrows raised, and he even agreed to this extra money immediately.
"I'm about to be hacked on the Internet, boss, you still dare to play my song" Han Jue didn't intend to pit the well-meaning boss, so he calmly put forward his opinion.
"Xiangxiang is oh, I see.
Don't worry too much, it's right that you don't respond to those things on the Internet.
In addition, forgetful people will always be very tolerant of talented people, and you are not unforgivable.
In fact, as long as you put out a good work, you will turn the image around, and the people in your company also understand this, so get rid of the top platform where you have hip-hop and leave an irrelevant love reality show.
"The boss is an old Jianghu, and he has a set of popular psychology.
Han Jue arched his hand, indicating that he had been taught.
"What kind of record player did you buy later?"
Xia Yuan suddenly asked after they finished talking.
"Didn't buy it."
Han Jue replied with a frown.
I snorted coldly in my heart.
He went to the audio store several times later, but he never saw the record player that made him want to buy it at first sight, so he could only save money to buy a good one, and from the difference in the quality of reason, it was love at first sight.
"You like my red one very much, if you accept my interview, then I" Xia Yuan frowned and pondered.
Han Jue's eyes lit up.
"Then I'll take a few pictures of the record player for you."
Xia Yuan was embarrassed.
Han Jue slammed the wine glass on the table Too much deception Han Jue grinned, ignored Xia Yuan, took out a piece of paper, pointed to it, and said to the boss: "Boss, at the same price, which of these places has better surrounding facilities and is cost-effective" Han Jue is preparing for the move.
The three words cost performance are very old words for the boss, and the boss still kindly took the paper and read it.
"Are you going to buy a house?"
asked the boss.
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"I rented a house, I moved, and the house I live in now is a company."
Han Jue said.
"The art atmosphere of Eleventh Avenue is good, but it is too expensive, there are more foreigners on Lincoln Street, and the greenery of Orange Street is good, but it is far from the subway station" The boss did not give the answer directly, but analyzed the pros and cons one by one, and let Han Jue make his own decision.
Han Jue's choice was difficult.
"What's your budget," the boss asked.
"About three thousand."
The boss stared at Han Jue, then circled Lincoln Road and said, "The place you choose here is not a suburb, oh, Sanqian doesn't want to live in the basement, so go to Lincoln Road." ” Han Jue was unwilling and said, "Then add another 500."
"Hehe, then you might be able to add a balcony to the house you rented on Lincoln Road."
The boss smiled: "Young man, you have been in art for six years, why did you mix so badly." ” Han Jue also wanted to ask about the predecessor.
"Yo, Eleventh Street, I seem to have a friend who is recruiting for rent, it seems like three thousand six is enough, and your occupation also meets the rental requirements."
Xia Yuan leaned over and looked at the piece of paper, and then said playfully.
"Single apartment" Han Jue sat down quietly and asked.
"Yes."
Xia Yuan said.
"Not a shared apartment" "It's not."
"Not a basement" "It's not."
"How do we conduct interviews?"
"You do your thing, I'll follow, occasionally ask you questions, you just answer."
"It's a pleasure to work with."
In the boss's interested eyes, Han Jue and Xia Yuan clinked glasses.
"By the way, what are your friend's requirements for renting" Han Jue turned his head and asked Xia Yuan.
"My friend is the owner of an apartment, and he has a lot of money and has nowhere to spend it, and last month he suddenly said that he wanted to make a movie, and then the apartment was only rented to like-minded people with experience in the entertainment industry.
I think you can be a supporting actor in a vase in the past, or you can get a theme song, the ending song comes out, and the least is good to promote the mascot.
I'm optimistic about you. ” That's how Xia Yuan replied.
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