Even if it is not combined with the so-called "creative background" to add drama to the work, the sadness and charm of this song alone are enough to make those who have heard it unforgettable.
Some sensitive ladies in the club also felt the sadness in the song, and they quietly wiped away their tears by the act of drinking, or used the excuse of going to the toilet to make up for their tear-soaked eye makeup. lest the male partner next to him find an excuse to have a seizure.
The men of the club, knowing that their female companions were in tears, were upset and anxious.
Looking at Han Jue's smile on the screen, his mood was even more complicated.
Some people felt Han Jue's ridicule of the masterminds behind them from this laugh, some people felt that Han Jue injured the enemy by 1,000 and damaged 800 broken jars, and some people felt that Han Jue's laughter was just a show and a miserable sale.
They couldn't care about Weng Nanxi's expression anymore, their own expression was already wonderful enough at the moment.
They don't say anything about the song written by someone else anymore, they only think about what surprises this song will bring to their plan to succeed when it comes out.
They actually vaguely felt that it was going to be bad, but none of them said what they had a hunch.
I don't say it because I don't want to hit my own momentum, and I don't want to admit that I lost to a fool.
So they discussed it with a solemn face.
The tricks are nothing more than those few tricks, one said that he would buy another water army and increase the smear of Han Jue, and the other said that he would buy a few marketing critics and lose the song.
Or please big V with rhythm.
Weng Nanxi didn't speak, so one of the members asked her: "Xiaoxi, have you taken a photo of your diary there?"
Weng Nanxi heard someone call her name, and suddenly woke up from her trance.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on her, she was stunned for a moment before shaking her head and saying no.
Everyone sighed and continued to discuss other countermeasures.
Li Zebin saw that Weng Nanxi was absent-minded, but he had no time to take care of it.
Foolproof, even when the time and place are right and the people are all right, there was an accident, which made the conceited how he could accept it, so the top priority was to kill Han Jue smoothly.
Weng Nanxi was irritable in her heart, she really didn't want to admit that she had spent a year understanding a person in all aspects, and finally looked away.
This kind of wandering is tantamount to a heavy blow to Weng Nanxi, who is naturally gifted in looking at people's eyes, and it is the heaviness that makes her self-doubt.
Weng Nanxi looked at Han Jue, but fell into deep thought.
Those memories about Han Jue, which were defined as worthless, were turned over at this moment.
Once, Han Jue stood nervously in front of her, handed out a box, and said that it was his diary.
She was a little funny in her heart, what era is it, and there are people who send diaries.
"It's all my secret, I'm just going to tell you one."
He said solemnly, as if he had given her life.
"Okay."
She said.
She took it.
By reading the diary, she could get to know him better and then control him, so she read the diary to the end.
"The one written on this, when you were a child, do your friends know?"
she asked later.
He shook his head and said, "I don't know, I won't tell anyone about this." ” She smiled and said, "Hey, didn't you tell me?"
He said seriously: "You are different, that kind of thing, I only talk to you alone." ” She looked him in the eye for a moment, then sneered: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"Well, I believe you."
The sound of special effects sounding on the screen woke Weng Nanxi from his memory.
She took a deep breath and focused her eyes, the man on the screen who had thought she knew everything seemed so strange now.
Han Jue was in the show, coaxing Zhang Yiman, who was hiding and crying, into laughter, and said words that he couldn't help laughing at one by one, and finally rubbed Zhang Yiman's hair and looked at Zhang Yiman and smiled.
After the director's hand, this paragraph can be regarded as a very difficult question for this couple, pink music and special effects, add it without money, making people curl up with their hands and feet.
"I just cried as a dog, and now I'm laughing like a dog, and my mom asked me if there was something wrong with me."
Maybe the previous song was too sad, so it was enough for the audience to feel relieved to see that the person in question could still laugh happily in this world.
"it, finally, this pair of colleagues in the workplace finally made candy, and I announced that from now on, the show will really begin" Or maybe this couple's mode of getting along is really attractive.
So much so that the audience is especially willing to eat this sweet and greasy sugar, and they will continue to watch it while dying of sweetness.
Weng Nanxi clutched his hat in both hands, and his lips were about to be bitten.
The anger in his eyes was about to burst out.
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She saw Han Jue coming to Zhang Yiman's side like a child, playing with Zhang Yiman, without any previous low emotional intelligence performance, saying that love is the same bullshit chicken soup skills, and after experiencing life and death, the chicken soup boiled out will be more fragrant and delicious, as an insider, she can see that these will not be the show's character or arrangement for Han Jue, because it is too natural, and if Han Jue wants to act, he can't act to this extent.
This kind of Han Jue has never been seen by Weng Nanxi.
She frowned and reflected on her judgment.
According to the hints of the detectives in the past, combined with the past facts, she was sure that all kinds of analyses of Han Jue were not wrong.
And now that Han Jue seems to be a different person, the only explanation is that Han Jue is not honest with her, and Han Jue still has reservations about her.
He deceived her.
What should she do next?
Weng Nanxi looked at the group of ugly-looking male members of the club, who were gathered together with frowns and smoked cigarettes.
Look at the screen again, the Han Jue who is swaying freely in front of the camera.
A sentence suddenly sounded in my head.
That sentence was what Han Jue said after hearing Weng Nanxi promise to be with him: "I depend on you for everything." ” She suddenly had an impulse now to ask Han Jue if what he said didn't count.
Weng Nanxi put his hand in his pocket, pinched his mobile phone, and hesitated. in the program.
"Eh, it's time, let's go, let's eat, what do you want to eat" Han Jue asked Zhang Yiman.
"Hmm, I want to eat" Zhang Yiman thought seriously.
"Okay, let's eat in your cafeteria."
Han Jue made the final decision.
"I didn't say anything about our cafeteria just now."
Zhang Yiman was anxious.
"Okay, okay, if you treat you, you will treat you, really."
Han Jue looked helpless.
Zhang Yiman was in a hurry, and if he couldn't say that Han Jue was going to beat him.
"Wait, wait, it's not dinner yet, let's continue to play here, here, my inspiration is coming one after another, it just so happens that Teacher Zhang is here, you can calm the scene" Han Jue took a few hard beats and said.
"Okay, okay, uncle, do you want to write your eyes now" Zhang Yiman didn't care about discussing what to eat, looked at Han Jue excitedly, and confirmed.
"Well, that one has already been written, let's try another one.
Inspiration is coming, it's really unstoppable, fast, fast.
Han Jue drove with both hands like a goat, blindly urging Zhang Yiman.
Zhang Yiman knew that inspiration was fleeting, and when he heard the urging, he was so anxious that he clenched his fists and stepped on the spot, and then trotted around the recording studio, not knowing what to do.
The couple's relationship is back on the familiar track, and the previous sad atmosphere has been dispelled.
Han Jue said "Hurry up", but he sat down unhurriedly, took out a pen and paper and wrote something.
When the audience saw this, they didn't know what to do.
This doesn't fit your waste character design.,Creation is what you want to write.,Is this how you get it.,Wouldn't it be too anxious.,It's a little suspicious.
Zhang Yiman saw Han Jue writing, and ran back again, leaning to the side to watch Han Jue write music and lyrics.
"Wow" Zhang Yiman looked at the content on the paper, and then at Han Jue, with little stars of worship flashing in his eyes.
"Uncle, what is this song called, is it rap" Zhang Yiman continued to look at Han Juebi walking the dragon and snake, and asked curiously.
Han Jue deleted the lyrics and said, "Oh no. ” Zhang Yiman heard that it wasn't rap, so she looked at those beautiful words, what was written, just now she just cared about reading the words.
"What kind of song is this, it's flammable and explosive, it's weird."
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