This star is from the earth - #496 - Chapter 479 Concert of Five (End)

When Han Jue’s second song was about to finish, the four of Gu Fan, who had changed their outfits and looked after themselves, were already waiting backstage to return to the stage.

Listening to the cheers of the audience, Jin Can and Xiang Zu no longer wondered whether the audience would exhaust their physical strength.

They listened carefully to Han Jue’s singing.

They have long been familiar with Han Jue’s improvement in singing skills. Compared with singing skills, they are more moved by Han Jue’s two songs.

Even if they don’t feel Han Jue any more, they have to admit that whether it’s “Best Lost Friend” or “Star + Get Through Together”, they have firmly hit their hearts.

Although “Best Lost Friend” was not sung for them, it was sung for Gu Fan. But listening to the song, they can also resonate, and they can also hear Han Jue’s sigh for his old friend. This made them feel that Han Jue was really different from the past and began to be humane.

“Star” made them even more touched. In the industry of artists, they are still idol artists, and the product attribute is more important than everything else. The speed of idol renewal is very fast, and they are also afraid of stars being dimmed and being forgotten. “Getting Through Together” reminded them of the darkest first year after their debut, the memories of them and their fans struggling through the wind and rain together.

They didn’t say anything, but they were still very moved by Han Jue’s current creative ability.

Xiang Zu remembered clearly. When they were trainees, there were contracted lyricists and composers in the company to teach and teach creation. At that time, Han Jue’s grades could no longer be described as the worst, because he always skipped classes and refused to cooperate. It is easier to write about yourself than to write about others, and it is easier to express your feelings than to express your opinions. Therefore, the first lesson of the novice course is to express your inner feelings. After Han Jue scribbled and copied a poem written by someone next to him, he skipped class the next day. Han Jue refuses to let anyone know his inner thoughts and feelings.

But now, listening to the melody and lyrics in Han Jue’s works, those chaotic emotions that I don’t know how to express in words are drawn out little by little.

A good creator has this ability to deconstruct the things that people turn a blind eye to in their lives and knead them into works. When the audience sees the work, the emotions that they want to say but have nowhere to say suddenly find an outlet, and the memories of the past are awakened. , resonate.

Once people empathize with the work and find their own shadow, it is hard not to like it.

It’s just that if you like the work, you don’t like it, if you admire Han Jue’s ability, you must admire Han Jue’s ability. It was agreed in advance that you must not be on the same stage when you appear on different stages.

Otherwise, what if Han Jue took it as a reconciliation intention? That’s not okay.

They didn’t plan to forgive Han Jue, anyway Han Jue said he didn’t need to be forgiven.

Therefore, when Gu Fan pointed to the screen placed in the backstage channel to watch the stage above his head, and asked his teammates, “Should I go on stage and talk to Han Jue earlier”, the three of them hesitated for two seconds and three times respectively. Seconds and five seconds, and finally shook their heads.

Gu Fan didn’t force it, he turned his head and continued to look at Han Jue on the screen with a smile on his face.

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In the soul-stirring accompaniment in the last dozen or so seconds of “Together”, Han Jue bowed towards the auditorium in four directions of the stage with a serious face.

When the last note stopped, Han Jue knew that his task was successfully completed. Whether it is the task of being a guest in the middle of the concert, or the task of replacing the predecessor to give old fans an explanation, they have all been completed.

After thanking the band teachers on the side of the stage, Han Jue took off his earplugs and walked leisurely on the stage, intending to chat with the audience and buy Gu Fan a few more minutes of rest.

Han Jue walked to the chairman, squatted down on the edge of the stage in front of them, and asked them with a smile:

“Is the song just now good?”

“Sounds good!”

“Did you enjoy the concert?”

“happy!!!”

Han Jue smiled and shook hands with the president and Hu Fei.

Then the audience in that area stretched out their hands like crazy, shouting Han Jue’s name, wanting to touch Han Jue.

The scene is like a zombie movie.

Among them, the one who yelled the loudest was not Xiao Xia, but a man.

“Han Jue! Han Jue!!! Han Jue!!!”

The voice was louder and louder, full of anger, staring at Han Jue with red eyes, desperately pushing away the people in front. Either a senior black fan, or a debt collector.

Han Jue’s eyes changed, and he became alert instantly. In such an occasion, no matter whether it is a black fan or a debt collector, they cannot let the other party destroy today’s stage.

Han Jue’s eyes were sharp like eagles, looking for Guan Yi on the sidelines.

Jiang Yun looked at her husband who stretched out his hand as much as he could, his face was flushed and his face was almost crazy, and he was stunned.

Seeing Han Jue stepping back a little, looking as if he was asking for help from the security guards on the sidelines, Jiang Yun immediately dispelled Han Jue’s suspicion: “This is my husband! This is my husband!”

This is her worthless husband!

Only then did Han Jue stop backing away, and stepped forward to shake the hand of the man who claimed to be Jiang Yun’s husband.

“Hahahahahahaha!!” Jiang Yun’s husband firmly held Han Jue’s hand, “Han Jue! I’m your fan! Do you know how good you are?!”

“I know…” Han Jue twitched his hand, but didn’t take it out.

“You’re really good, you know that?!”

“I know.”

Seeing Jiang Yun’s husband occupying Han Jue’s hand and not letting go, the president and a group of people rushed over to remove Jiang Yun’s husband’s fingers one by one, and then squeezed him behind to isolate Han Jue.

“You have to be kind to your wife, don’t bully her.” Han Jue moved his fingers and said, “If you let me know that you are not good to her, I will come to her.”

Han Jue’s fan-favorite speech made Jiang Yun so happy that tears came out. The emptiness that was absent from the premiere of “Time and Space Traveler” has been filled all of a sudden!

However……

“Really?!” Jiang Yun’s husband was not panicked at all when he heard that Han Jue might come to the door. Instead, he was very pleasantly surprised. He looked at his wife with eyes full of eagerness.

“…” Jiang Yun was so angry that she thumped her husband’s belly.

Han Jue stood up with a smile, ready to leave.

“Old Han!” The president called Han Jue loudly, and handed over a mobile phone.

Han Jue took the unlocked phone, wondering what to do?

【Save number? 】

Thinking to himself, Han Jue opened the phone’s address book and entered his phone number on the spot.

“Ahhh!”

“This is the number?!”

“Boss! I can do it too!!”

The big screen captured Han Jue’s act of taking the phone and saving the number clearly, and countless fans at the scene screamed with envy.

Hu Fei desperately shouted in the chairman’s ear: “Are we good sisters? Are we good sisters?!”

Jiang Yun’s husband also howled holding his mobile phone, wanting to pass it to Han Jue. There are faint signs of breaking through the joint blockade of Jiang Yun, Xiao Chi, Xiao Xia, Hu Fei, Chen Chen and others.

When Han Jue handed the phone back, the president didn’t pick it up.

Han Jue cast a puzzled look.

The president suppressed his trembling body, forced himself to be calm, and shouted in a trembling voice: “I want you to take a photo! Take a photo!”

Han Jue suddenly realized, and did not delete the number. He thought about Zhang Yiman’s previous concert, and uploaded a few photos, which were photos with fans on the stage.

Han Jue turned on the camera function, turned his back to the president and the others, sat cross-legged on the stage, raised his mobile phone, and took a photo with the veteran fans behind him.

After the president got the mobile phone with a photo and Han Jue’s number, he screamed loudly, holding the mobile phone in his heart, treating it like a treasure.

Han Jue thought about it for a while and the time was running out, so he stood up and waved to the audience with a smile: “Happy time always flies by very fast, and it’s time to say goodbye again.”

Although the audience didn’t understand what “bye bye” meant, but seeing Han Jue’s waving movement, they knew that Han Jue was going to leave and stop singing.

That’s not okay!

“Sing one more! Sing one more!”

“Don’t go!! One more song!! The last one!”

Some viewers retain Han Jue because they haven’t heard enough new songs. Treat this as Han Jue’s solo concert, and ask him to perform as an encore.

And some viewers remembered that Han Jue made an appearance, but he did not perform with his old teammates from [W.I.N.4]!

“There haven’t been five people performing together yet!”

“Yes! The five of them haven’t fit together yet!”

“Five together!”

“Five people!!”

The audience turned into overwhelming shouts of [five people].

Facing the shouts of the audience, Han Jue sighed quietly.

Han Jue raised the microphone and said apologetically, “Due to conflicting schedules, Gu Fan and I don’t have much time to rehearse together, so…”

So there will be no five people acting together.

The audience was disappointed.

Han Jue pursed his lips, waved goodbye to the audience, and walked towards the elevator.

Then he saw on the other side of the stage, a girl holding a red balloon and a [W.I.N.4] light sign, and handed out a mobile phone from afar.

Looking at the age, it is about the same as the president and the others.

Han Jue thought it was an old fan, so he turned a corner and walked over.

Hu Fei looked at the direction Han Jue was walking in surprise: “Vice President?!”

“Yeah.” The president nodded, his eyes were no longer dizzy with happiness, he just looked at the red over there coldly.

The other friends also looked shocked, wondering what the vice president was planning to do.

Jiang Yun felt uneasy, and talked about conspiracy theories there, saying that the vice president’s move had no good intentions.

“It’s better not to be like that.” The president said softly.

…

On the other side, Han Jue squatted down in front of the vice president, took the phone, and asked, “Take a picture?”

The vice president looked at Han Jue quietly and nodded.

Han Jue understood, first took a photo of the girl with his mobile phone, intending to tease her, but the other party didn’t smile at all, and still looked at Han Jue calmly.

Han Jue had no choice but to turn around and take a group photo in a serious manner.

After the shooting, the girl took the phone back and didn’t look at it, she still looked at Han Jue quietly.

Han Jue was taken aback, waved his hand, and was about to leave.

But before he could turn around, a mobile phone spun and flew over from the red crowd below.

Han Jue caught it.

It was a young girl who threw the mobile phone.

“Be careful.” Han Jue warned with a smile.

The girl nodded, showing a bright smile.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but Han Jue saw that although the girl was smiling, the smile seemed very meaningful.

When Han Jue took another photo, stretched out his hand, and handed back the phone, what Jiang Yun and the others were most worried about happened.

In the next second, several mobile phones flew over to the audience area in front of Han Jue.

Han Jue’s heart froze, relying on his body’s instinctive reaction, he dodged a few nimbly, and grabbed a few in the air with his big hands.

Before Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that something was turned on at the scene, and several mobile phones flew out of the crowd in an instant.

Han Jue looked blankly at so many mobile phones in front of him, thinking “I can’t catch it anymore”, but his body automatically reacted, and he used his arms to block while retreating.

The vice president suddenly turned his head and shouted: “Don’t throw it!”

The little girls around were stunned and didn’t throw it away. But the young fans who were a little farther away were already immersed in the pleasure of doing evil together, shouting “I want to take a photo too”, and did not hear the words of the big boss. In their hearts, Han Jue is the traitor who rubbed against their brother’s stage. When the children saw Han Jue taking pictures for the audience, they almost threw up. Because that’s something only the host of the concert can do. Are you Han Jue the host of the concert? no.

When Han Jue approached them, they had an impulse to smash them with their mobile phones. They were not afraid at all, because they knew that the president hated Han Jue.

Seeing Han Jue being hit by the phone, the vice president looked anxiously, turned his head and yelled over and over again for the girls to stop. Although she doesn’t accept Han Jue’s return to the team, she doesn’t want anything to happen to Han Jue. After listening to Han Jue’s two songs, knowing about Han Jue’s changes, the dislike for Han Jue is no longer so strong.

But no matter how much she shouted, it still had little effect.

In the young and loud [I want to take a photo too! ], the mobile phones were thrown up one by one with all their strength and flew towards Han Jue.

Han Jue vaguely saw a few young and wanton smiling faces in the crowd.

“Snapped.”

“Snapped.”

Han Jue raised his hand to block and knocked down the phones one by one on the stage. However, Han Jue, who only has two arms, cannot guard against all mobile phones after all.

The scene of Han Jue being hit by the mobile phone only appeared on the big screen for a moment, and then the director cut to the distant scene. And those fans who had a glimpse in the distance didn’t realize what happened, and they were still trying to keep Han Jue.

Only a small group of people in the front can know what happened.

There was an uproar.

Hu Fei and the others kept staring at Han Jue and the vice president. They were so close that they could clearly see that Han Jue was being hit by mobile phones one by one without looking at the big screen. When she saw Han Jue being hit by the mobile phone, her heart almost missed a beat. When she realized it, she yelled angrily across half the stage: “They are all fucking sick! Don’t throw them away!!! “

Xiao Li, Chenchen and Jiang Yun’s eyes were tearing apart, their hearts seemed to be tightly held by someone’s hands, their chests were congested, and it became difficult to breathe.

The president gritted his teeth, puffed out his cheeks and grimaced, without saying a word. She took off the watch and put it on the fist peak, acting as a knuckle, and at the same time squeezed towards the place where Han Jue was with her partner behind her.

Han Jue clenched the phone in his hand, resisting the urge to smash it back, and while covering his face with his arms, he pulled it away.

However, like a carnival, “Group photo!”

Just when the president and Hu Fei in the audience were about to open a way with their fists, several people stood in the elevator and suddenly appeared on the stage.

As soon as Gu Fan appeared on the stage, he ran to Han Jue’s side at a speed of 50 meters, hugged Han Jue, and blocked the phones with his back.

The other three people, although they firmly did not want five people to be on the same stage, saw the flashing content on the screen and listened to what the director said on the walkie-talkie. They were worried that something might happen, so they had to break the previous decision of “never different stage”. They passed Han Jue and Gu Fan and stood on the edge of the stage. While calming the fans, they waved their hands and quietly kicked the mobile phones off the stage.

The picture resumed, and when the five people were shown on the big screen in a frame, the audience was erupting.

Five people, on the same stage.

I struggled for a long time whether to use [End] or [Fill].

On the last day, don’t keep the monthly pass! Hurry up!