This star is from the earth

As the next preparatory player to appear on stage, Han Jue was waiting in the background.

The backstage of the stage is relatively deserted and the lights are relatively dim. Apart from Han Jue, there was only one photographer who circled around Han Jue to shoot. Han Jue was in a daze, and he also took pictures very vigorously, patting and patting, and he didn't know what is the use of taking pictures of these boring things.

Listening to the sound of music on the stage in the distance, Han Jue's heart began to get excited, the cells were shouting, and the fingers in his pockets were trembling slightly.

Although he didn't show it, Han Jue was still a little nervous.

Han Jue is no longer as ignorant of his level as he was at the beginning. After learning music, he can roughly understand music from a professional perspective, and finally understand how good he is in terms of musicality, beat and flow, beyond his imagination. This really brought a lot of confidence to Han Jue, and even felt that his previous worries and inferiority were too cute.

But he will not be so arrogant overnight that he thinks that he will be able to do everything in seconds. If the competition is purely about musicality, tempo, etc., then it’s better to do a test. So while Han Jue improved his self-confidence, he still remained sober.

So in order to relieve the excitement and tension, Han Jue muttered something idly to divert his attention and adjust his state.

The photographer saw that Han Jue was chanting, so he moved closer to take pictures out of curiosity.

"Eight hundred pacesetters rushed to the north slope, and the artillerymen ran side by side to the north. The artillerymen were afraid that they would touch the pacesetters. The captain said, let's go."

"Red phoenix, pink phoenix, pink phoenix, green phoenix, green phoenix, love forgiveness, green grassland on your head."

The photographer was stunned on the spot, what kind of nonsense is he talking about?

Before the photographer could take more shots, the editorial director backstage ran over and told Han Jue that it was his turn to play.

Han Jue didn't pay attention to the time, so he didn't know whether he had read the tongue twister for several minutes or the previous contestant was eliminated very quickly.

Han Jue didn't meet the previous contestant along the way, so he was probably eliminated and left the stage by another method.

Han Jue followed the editor's guide to the corner, and after the corner was the stage.

"Wait until the door blows, and you go out to the middle of the circle." The editor pointed to the prop door at the corner and said to Han Jue.

"Oh." Han Jue closed his eyes and adjusted, taking a deep breath.

"We invite contestant No. 0172, Han Jue."

Han Jue was guided to stand under the door at the corner. Gas suddenly spewed out from the door, and the headlights at the back also turned on, stretching Han Jue's figure very long.

The editor put a microphone in Han Jue's hand and signaled Han Jue to go forward.

Han Jue passed through the smoke, and his eyes suddenly opened up. As soon as I saw it, I saw the photographer who was squatting in the middle of the stage and photographing himself walking.

Today, Han Jue is wearing black long sleeves, dark gray slacks, and a peaked cap. The light behind him makes him look gloomy and mysterious.

He walked slowly towards the center of the stage, looking around while walking.

There is a high platform in front of the stage, four sofas, four groups of producers are sitting respectively, and there is a screen on the high place behind the four sofas. Between the stage and the high platform, there is a movable main camera laid on guide rails, and there are also many cameras going up and down in all directions.

Perhaps because of the beginning of the show, the producers still have physical strength and energy, and they all look very stylish, holding a tablet or lying on their backs or sitting on the back of the sofa with cushions, very stylish.

Han Jue walked to the middle of the stage.

"Hello, everyone." Han Jue nodded to the eight producers as a greeting. He didn't say much just because he knew Wang Man.

"I picked this guy, and he's pretty good." Fox2 introduced to the other producers, with an expression of intending to let them see it.

The other producers already knew about Han Jue's origin through the previous issue, but they were not familiar with it, and they didn't know what to talk about.

"Really? Then let's see and see. DJ!" Finally, EDG directly asked DJ to play a piece of music. He felt that if Han Jue's ability is good, he might as well stay on stage and chat later, if not, then don't waste everyone's time.

In fact, if the contestants are known by the producers, the producers don’t mind exchanging a few words of pleasantries, a few simple interviews and introductions, and adding some highlights to the camera. But Han Jue came out of nowhere, he didn't mix in the circle, and he didn't have any past experience to speak of, so he could only act directly.

And Wang Man, who knew Han Jue, kept silent, planning to make a fortune in silence.

The competition system of the second round is that contestants have 60 seconds to perform a performance. The four groups of producers can press the [elimination] button during the performance. As long as they do not get 4 [elimination] within 60 seconds, they will pass the second round. assessment.

Han Jue nodded to the DJ on the side, indicating that he was ready.

Han Jue breathed out silently, closed his eyes, and clenched the microphone in his hand.

At this moment, Han Jue lowered his head slightly, the light poured down from above, and the shadow under the brim of the hat hid the upper half of Han Jue's face. Han Jue was very mysterious, like a sleeping demon king.

An obscure, whispering melody sounded.

The four groups of producers began to listen to the music seriously, their heads shaking with the music.

Wang Man leaned forward, intending to see how Han Jue would perform under this piece of music.

The music played for a few seconds, and when the melody changed, Han Jue suddenly raised his head, like a demon king opened his eyes. He raised the microphone and began to sing:

[They say that young people should work hard and think more

They advise you to do whatever you want, just don't get angry with money.

Stop staying at home and worry about being crushed by pressure

If you want to make a living, obediently shave the back of your butt with someone]

...

Different from the flow during the audition, if Han Jue was full of anger during the audition, like gunpowder on the verge of explosion, then the flow this time is untraceable, unpredictable and unattainable . A little tired, but the words are clear, the tone is gentle, but the lyrics are like bullets hitting the listener's heart.

[Don't be unconvinced that those who are rich have benefits

Being led by the nose is willing to be a slave

Chasing fame and fortune, brainstorming

to speak nicely

You have to obey every instruction of Qian and you have to be careful to live]

...

After listening to Han Jue's performance, the producers put down the tablet in their hands, sat up straight and leaned forward, shaking with the rhythm of Han Jue's rap.

In addition to showing the producers the basic information of the contestants, the tablet also reads the lyrics of the contestants. Some contestants may not be able to speak clearly when performing, so they need tablet assistance to let the producers know what the contestants are singing.

When it comes to Han Jue, there is no need for a tablet at all, and the producers can hear clearly what Han Jue is singing.

And still very impressed.

In the lyrics Han Jue sang, there are no inexplicably fabricated words for forced rhymes, nor is there any self-promotion that reveals his desires. It analyzes some phenomena from an objective point of view, like a book that people can't help but want to relive.

【You have to look at your face to be sure that you can do everything steadily.

He asked how much your dignity is worth, why are you standing and waiting?

Is it just a nod or a bow?

Isn't it just taking the money and running away, at most stabbing a knife in the back】

...

The producers didn't want to touch the remote control device with the [eliminate] button the whole time.

They just want to enjoy Han Jue's performance.

A minute passed quickly.

When Han Jue's performance was over, the screen above the producer directly in front of his eyes, the original black screen finally turned into two big characters [Pass], all four screens.

"Wow." Dongfang shook his head and applauded with emotion.

"How is it?" Fox2 showed his big white teeth and looked at the other producers proudly, "His flow is different this time."

"Teacher Ah Fu, don't worry, he is not in your team." JCY interrupted the triumphant Fox2, then turned his head and gave Han Jue a big affirmation, the smile on his face couldn't hide it , "Oh, as expected of the person I fancy."

"Your appearance and strength are very suitable for our team. You should be born to join our team!" EDG showed his iconic bad boy smile and helped his good friends to grab people together. He is sure of Han Jue's strength.

Now that they have started robbing people early, other producers will not remain silent. There was a commotion at the scene, and one by one they started chatting with Han Jue, tempting Han Jue to join their team.

Facing any persuasion from the producer, Han Jue just smiled and watched without speaking.

At any rate, they are the first passers in the second round, and everyone is very eager to perform.

"Your lyrics are well written." After some squabbling, Song Jingshan finally brought the topic back.

"Thank you." Han Jue thanked.

"I think we all have a certain pursuit of lyrics. If you come to my team..." Song Jingshan couldn't help but start to recruit Han Jue.

Everyone interrupted again.

"Cough, cough, cough," Song Jingshan continued after being criticized by everyone, "When did you start rapping? I've never heard of it before."

"Before I entertained myself, and then listened to some rap songs, I felt that those songs were not very good, and then I remembered the phrase [you can do it, if you can't, don't bb], I can do it, so I came It is." Han Jue said.

"Your statement is ridiculous. It is quite individual to use actions instead of words." JCY praised.

Then we chatted briefly. They knew that the real interview would probably be to interview Han Jue in a small black room, so they didn't say much, the shots were enough.

"Congratulations on passing!" Feeling almost done, the producers applauded and congratulated Han Jue, and then prepared to evaluate the performance of the next contestant.

"Thank you producers, goodbye." Han Jue waved his hand and walked back and forth slowly.

"Remember I discovered you in the audition!" Fox2 shouted from behind.

Han Jue smiled and pretended he didn't hear it. After passing by the next player, Han Jue returned to the lobby where the players were waiting.

As soon as he entered, Han Jue felt countless hot eyes focused on him.

Han Jue slowly walked back to his position. Along the way, he kept hearing whispers, some of which were even intentional for him to hear.

"Come on, he can write this kind of lyrics? Find the gunman."

"I hate idol singers who sing whatever the company gives them the most."

"Fake."

The photographers wandering around the hall had already pointed their cameras at the contestants who were provoking Han Jue with rude words, not intending to warn them, but expecting them to cause trouble. At the same time, several cameras were pointed at Han Jue, watching Han Jue's reaction.

However, Han Jue turned a blind eye, ignored the voices of these people, and sat down in his seat.

"Damn it, it's so cool!" Xiao Fan lightly punched Han Jue in the chest.

Han Jue smiled, picked up the book and continued to read.

And Xiao Fan secretly reported to Han Jue, when Han Jue was not present just now, who danced the most fiercely, what they said respectively, the appearance of a small spy, his memory is amazing, and he can repeat the original words.

Xiao Fan also asked Han Jue to single out those people in the next round, hang them up and beat them.

When Han Jue heard this, he remembered that he had to pay attention to the strength of the contestants, otherwise he would not know which one to pick. So I allocated a little energy while reading, and paid attention to the rap coming from the screen in front of me, and paid attention to the performance of the master when I planned to hear it.

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Note: Recommended song - "Slave" - ​​Jony J

I like the lyrics of Bean Sprouts so much, I want to cut almost every sentence.

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