As a director, Kevin must be on the scene on the recording day. He is probably the busiest one in the audience. He dare not be busy, and he feels guilty if he is not busy.

"I"m A Singer" is his top priority at the moment. The closer he gets to the official recording day, the more anxious he becomes. Recently, he has been anxious about the corners of his mouth. He eats and lives with the staff at night and works overtime. When he works during the day, he can't wait to do every link.

I have gained several pounds recently and have eaten late-night snacks.

After working hard to arrange the rehearsal venue, Kevin rushed to the singer's hall without taking a sip of the water, hoping to see how the singers gathered together.

[It should be centered on Han Jue, and the atmosphere on the scene is very happy.] Kevin was walking on the road and thinking, and he was very optimistic.

When he arrived at the singer's hall, he stood quietly behind the director on the scene. The director on the scene muttered to Kevin and told him about the various situations that had happened since the recording.

In fact, it goes without saying that Kevin, who has been working for a long time, only watched the recording for just one minute, and the format on the field was clear at a glance.

The camera editing and the special effects of the post-production tricked the audience in front of the screen, making the audience think that the atmosphere on the scene was in a happy mood. But only those behind the scenes knew the real situation.

The current situation is that Han Jue is obviously rejected.

[It's not so obvious, right?] Kevin is a little confused. It's not good to not give face to Chinese singers like this? Isn't it really hindering friendly exchanges between the two countries?

The director on the scene hesitated for a while, and then reported Han Jue's refusal.

Kevin grinned for a while and felt ache.

No wonder this is now.

[Even if you tell the truth, it's too...] Kevin is very resentful.

I went to China to observe and inspect Han Jue before. I felt that Han Jue was mature and could be on the show normally, so I personally invited him to the United States.

Now, you see, okay, your domineering state is still different? Do you look down on America?

All the staff present could feel the alienation from Han Jue shown by American singers.

Some people are worried about the quality of the program, some people feel used to it, and some people feel secretly happy and feel the pleasure of revenge on the great country.

Kevin is one of the few people who think this is bad. Because the "I"m A Singer" program has a selling point not only [Singer Competition] and [What preparations should the singer make for the front and behind the scenes of a song], but also the interaction between singers. After all, this is a variety show, which is to make the audience happy and interesting to watch.

But the atmosphere on the scene is not interesting no matter how you look at it, it is like the people you are isolated and disliked by children.

Oh, there are still some interesting things. The director on the scene muttered to Kevin again, saying that Han Jue was quite interesting when he used the [group ridicule] ultimate move, and he just tried it out and gave Han Jue enough space and time to argue with others. That must be quite interesting.

【This is not OK!】

Inviting Han Juelai is to make the audience like him and pay attention to the show, not to make the audience disgust and then make the show fail!

Kevin wanted to throw the mineral water in his hand to the ground. But there was no room for him to turn around and move around, so he got stuck halfway through his hand. Because with Kevin's body shape, it was already very difficult to "hide" in the crowd.

But [hiding in the crowd to observe secretly] is just Kevin's wishful thinking.

The singers actually saw Kevin coming a long time ago, but no one restrained himself and still did his own thing. They called it: Americans are so straightforward and do things straightforwardly. Unlike Chinese, they still complain when they come to America to make money.

Han Jue was leisurely on the sofa on the edge of the side, shaking his head with his eyes closed. Faced with everyone's flattery and chatting, he didn't want to participate at all.

Kevin was willing to do something to help Han Jue, but he was helpless. After all, he was just the new director who took over the show. Several American singers present participated in the show for face selling "I"m A Singer", but not Kevin's face.

On the other hand, Guan Yi saw everything about Han Jue’s cold eyes.

Kevin thought Guan Yi would come to negotiate something, but Guan Yi ended up holding his hands, not saying a word, staring at the recording of the show with a cold expression. Xiao Zhou was very angry, feeling that the dignity of a great country had been provoked, and tried to kill the very danced American singers with his eyes.

After twenty minutes, the scenes of the singer meeting were almost enough here.

Apart from Han Jue's cold greeting, other shots are still very complete, normal and great.

The program team removed the camera and the singers had to return to their respective lounges to rest, waiting to take turns to rehearse on the stage.

Han Jue took Guan Yi, Xiao Zhou and others to the lounge. When several American singers passed by Han Jue on the way, they looked cold and didn't even look at each other. Seth was gloating and provocative.

Han Jue yawned and arrived at the lounge.

Xiao Zhou was angry when there was no camera standing in the lounge at this time:

"What are they pulling?"

"Those words spread in the hotel in the morning." Guan Yi analyzed, "After I saw several staff members whispering to each other, my eyes looked very patriotic."

People are a collection of desires. Before, Han Jue and Guan Yi had inconsistent goals, and there was a conflict between desires, which led to a disagreement. Now they have the same position and are abroad. Guan Yi saw that the temporary employer was rejected, and he was still calm on the surface, but he still felt unhappy in his heart.

This is related to the question of how much money he earns.

"We should negotiate with that director to see if that sentence can be removed." Xiao Zhou made a suggestion.

Guan Yi shook his head: "Even if he takes it down, it will still be spread by those who are interested. This kind of thing does not require evidence. Even if it is a rumor, once patriotism is incited, Han Jue's impression will be crucified and he will be completely unable to turn over. We are here to grab food, and the American boss will not let us go."

"What should I do?" Xiao Zhou was anxious.

"There is only one way." Guan Yi raised his index finger and turned his head and looked at Han Jue confidently.

Since entering the door, Han Jue has been lying tiredly on the sofa, listening to the conversation between Guan Yi and Xiao Zhou with his eyes closed. Now that he heard Guan Yi say there is a way, Han Jue opened his eyes and saw Guan Yi looking at him with bright eyes.

Han Jue smiled and felt satisfied. He thought Guan Yi and him were thinking about it.

[This Comrade Guan Yi is still very reliable if he sits in the right position of his butt.] Han Jue thought to himself.

Han Jue nodded in front of Guan Yi's gaze, then looked at Xiao Zhou, and spoke at the same time with Guan Yi:

"Just turn that sentence into reality."

“Just join an agency in America.”

"..." The rest of the people were silent.

Xiao Zhou and the others clearly felt that an angel passed by in the lounge, or an angel.

Han Jue and Guan Yi frowned at the same time. When they heard the other person's words, they were immediately disgusted by the other person. They turned to look at the other person, and spoke at the same time:

"Sign up for the American company? Are you teasing me?" Han Jue looked puzzled, looking at Guan Yi as if he was looking at a coward.

"It becomes reality? Are you crazy?" Guan Yi frowned and looked at Han Jue, as if he was looking at a fool.

Another silence.

Xiao Zhou and others were embarrassed by them.

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Chapter completed!