The next day, Han Jue did not return to the Demon City immediately, but planned to meet the two Americans who came from afar in Hangzhou.

Kevin and Louis received a reply that Han Jue was willing to come out to chat in the early morning. They were relieved, but were also worried. Because they didn't know how long it would take to wait this time, who knew if it was Han Jue's perfunctory words.

Along the way, they have been neglected in the Demon City. Even if their position is well-known in the United States, they are not in the Chinese industry and no one buys it in the Demon City.

Fortunately, at noon the next day, they received a text message from Han Jue, which was an address on it.

A big rock in my heart finally landed on the ground.

Whether it is rejection or agreement, at least there will be a result immediately.

Today is New Year's Day and holidays. Although the weather is cold, it still cannot stop people from being infinitely amplified during festivals.

The sun is also just right, and it is very suitable for going out. There are people coming and going on the street. Passers-by are so cold that they put their hands in their pockets and look for places where the sun is shining. The young couple should be better and can snuggle together, which makes the lonely person warm and the hearts feel cold. But the air is cheerful, and everyone's faces are filled with a festive smell, and even the exhaled white air jumps and swirls in the air, which looks happy.

Han Jue chose to talk to him in a restaurant.

The restaurant is located in the downtown area, on the side of the road, and is very close to the hotel Han Jue stayed. Han Jue slept late last night, but he got up late today, and didn't wake up until it was almost noon.

The restaurant window faces south, looking out from the window, you can look down at passers-by recently, and the farthest you can see the park opposite the restaurant.

Han Jue sat in a private room near the window on the second floor, holding a cup of hot tea, staring at the sweet little couples outside the window.

He exuded a melancholy temperament, and he was no longer telling that he was a person with a story. The passers-by who occasionally looked up outside the window couldn't help but look at it and then looked at it again and the third.

“What am I doing?”

Han Jue murmured to himself.

"On the statutory holidays, it's a sunny day outside. Why should I talk about work here? Am I crazy?"

Han Jue watched a truck on the street carrying a movie promotion surrounding him slowly driving over. The car was an exaggerated giant cartoon animal doll, very anthropomorphic, and the highest point was a banner: ["Animal City", released on New Year's Day, see you all, wait for you to see it!]

Looking at the animals with different characteristics and vivid expressions, Han Jue couldn't help but shout in his heart [I'm here!], intending to stand up and end his stupid work and go to the cinema to spend money.

Han Juegang stood up and took out his cell phone to inform him to postpone the appointment. The door of the private room was opened from outside.

Louis and Kevin led the waiter in.

"Ah, you are so polite." Kevin and Louis saw Han Jue walking to the door to greet him at the first sight. They waved their hands in surprise and felt flattered.

In my heart, Han Jue, a Chinese, is still very friendly and easy to talk to, and is still very friendly to Americans. He has no arrogant and domineering appearance in the information.

"..." Han Jue blinked, then followed Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect in TV in his previous life, and acted generously, and said with a smile, "Where is it, it should be."

When he turned around, he sighed quietly and sat back to his seat.

After ordering the meal, the three of them introduced each other and took the characteristics of Hangzhou as the topic and praised each other. The main reason was that Louis was talking about [Good, good, good], Han Jue was talking about [No, no], and Kevin was talking about [Some, some, some].

Later, Han Jue discovered that the two Americans knew Han Jue more familiar with Hangzhou than he was a Chinese. After talking about things and people that Han Jue didn't know at all, Han Jue decisively changed the topic.

"Let's talk about the serious business." Han Jue suddenly said.

After hearing this, Kevin immediately restrained his smile and changed into a serious and serious expression.

Louis was much older, nodded with his expression unchanged, but did not immediately follow Han Jue's intention and talk about the so-called serious matter, but said:

"Actually, I saw Mr. Han, the time Zhang Yiman kicked the club at the recording site of "Singer" in Xingcheng."

Han Jue felt that this should be the speaker in the American duo. The person who is more able to speak wants to control the rhythm of the conversation. However, Han Jue did not react particularly strongly when he realized it.

Han Jue, who is not familiar with and good at negotiations, only remembers what Director Wang told him

[It is they who ask you, don’t panic at that time. Don’t talk about details casually. Such things cannot be negotiated once or twice. Then you can just ask a professional team to discuss them for you. When you go this time, it’s mainly because you feel what the other party’s attitude towards you. After understanding it, you can decide whether you want to go by yourself.]

After hearing Louis' words, Han Jue raised his eyebrows, nodded, and said nothing.

“That’s a great piece.” Louis Quak.

"Thanks."

"I heard that Miss Zhang Yiman achieved the second place. Your song is of great significance." Louis praised it vigorously.

"Thank you." Han Jue said thank you with the expression on his face.

Han Jue was not surprised by the leak of the results. After all, the leak of true and false competition results is sometimes a means of publicity.

"But I like the "shapeofyou" you wrote more." Louis said in his face with admiration, looking at Han Jue's eyes.

"Thank you, I like it very much, too." Han Jue replied with a smile.

Louis laughed even happier.

In fact, Kevin and Louis, or all English users, have certain doubts about whether the two English songs were written by Han Jue himself. However, the global music copyright website clearly wrote the word "Han Jue" in the position of the lyrics and songwriter. No one else dared to jump out and say that Han Jue was copied or ghostwriter, so everyone can only believe that the two songs that stirred up the American music circle were written by Han Jue.

But Louis still wanted to hear Han Jue's answer in person, so that he could continue to ask.

"Mr. Han, you have a good at creating English songs. Have you ever learned English?" Louis asked curiously.

"It's not very good, I can only say it's average." Han Jue modestly answered Louis's question in English fluently.

Han Jue worked hard on English in his previous life. Because of work needs, he always kept his progress in his eyes. After all, feeling things in the original English style is very different from reading translations.

Listening to Han Jue's sentence, it was not possible to attack in a short period of time. In English without accent, Louis and Kevin raised their eyebrows and looked at each other, and could see surprises from each other's eyes.

Han Jue's fluency in words like "hello", eyou" is much more practical in publicity. Promoting the point of "Xinxie America" ​​will show off a little English. This alone will be enough to attract a lot of people's attention, feel good about it, and attract a large number of fans.

"So, Mr. Han, have you watched "iamasinger"? Do you have any opinions on this show?" Kevin asked, in English.

Since Han Jue understands English, they no longer call him [American version of "Singer"]. Although it is undoubtedly a copy of "Singer", they always feel inferior when they say it.

Han Jue smiled and replied without hesitation: "I've seen it, I think it can be better." 8)
Chapter completed!