The program team of "i am a singer" renewed the room for Han Jue and the others for a week. Although it was not a presidential suite, it was also considered as good as the conditions.

Han Jue's room had an extra living room than others, which he used specifically to make music. The floor was messy with manuscript paper, which was called "deep and crazy creation". Unfortunately, if it weren't for snacks everywhere, Han Jue's image of "hard work" would have stood up.

Because the hotel cleaning staff could not be allowed to enter and exit Han Jue's room at will, Xiao Zhou was responsible for tidying up the living room.

It was not Xiao Zhou's turn, but after Xiao Zhou was patted by Guan Yi twice, even if he recruited him into the studio, cleaning, purchasing, buying snacks, and cleaning up the music score, it was Xiao Zhou's job.

Han Jue seriously suspected that Guan Yi didn't want to deal with it, so he recruited Xiao Zhou in advance.

Xiao Zhou is a very motivated young man. On the first day of becoming Han Jue’s official assistant, he organized things like [Han Jue Global Fan Club] and [Han Jue American Fan Club Branch] on social platforms. He interacted with fans every day and had a hot chat.

When asked why he was so skilled, he said he was once a trainee and was familiar with this.

Han Jue nodded as if he knew each other very well, and let Xiao Zhou, the young man, use his fists and kicks.

It was not until Xiao Zhou came up with the so-called "Han Jue fans are 50% accurate and 80% accurate and rules" that Han Jue stopped him in time.

"There is no need to make it like entering a party," Han Jue said.

He doesn't like setting rules for people, it's great to be happy if you chase stars.

If you like a star, you must be attracted by some of the characteristics. Han Jue also has idols, and the idol projects a certain goal he expects to achieve. Be rational, if you like works, you like works, and if you like characters, you like characters, but if you do something wrong, you also need to criticize. No one forces you to accept the entire distance from a stranger.

Once the rules are established, it is not allowed to say that the idol is bad at all, which will change the flavor.

If someone is chasing a star, he will be chasing a star. It is better to chase someone you like than to have this kind of execution and perseverance.

"This way fans will have cohesion." Xiao Zhou advised.

"I don't want them to be cohesive. If I get scolded or blackened on the Internet, I just hope they don't drag me down..." Han Jue's complex face made Xiao Zhou curious about what Han Jue saw or experienced.

Han Jue was really afraid that his fans would provoke someone, so he threw out the black material that he didn't know. He had seen too many artists who were ruined by his fans in his previous life. But the artist could not blame his fans, so it was very miserable.

Han Jue intends to not be accustomed to fans from the beginning. Everyone is a netizen, so it is good to keep a distance according to online social etiquette.

After all, the previous trick made Han Jue scared. Han Jue didn't want to wake up and find the blessing of his fans, so he was inexplicably hit several times.

Today, the intensity of the sunshine has been converged and the weather is particularly cold.

It just so happened that Han Jue's itinerary was relatively empty, so he could watch TV in the living room leisurely in the early morning.

However, Guan Yi and Xiao Zhou did not intend to let Han Jue relax. They came to Han Jue's room early and said they wanted to talk to Han Jue about things.

It is not an emergency at the moment, so Han Jue did not drive these two people out on the grounds of creating music.

"The New Year is coming soon. Are you having the Spring Festival here in the United States?" Han Jue chatted casually while pressing the TV.

Except for Han Jue, others couldn't understand American TV. Guan Yi took a book and lowered his head to write, and replied: "I've been selling New Year's goods in the supermarket. Last time I saw firecrackers."

Han Jue thought that the streets were wearing retro clothes such as Tang suits, and it was interesting.

Han Jue walked to the counter to pour water, and said as if nothing had happened: "Why don't we celebrate the New Year in the United States? Other celebrities are resting during the New Year, and we are still running business, so we must make a lot of money."

"I wish you were so aware of it," Guan Yi said without taking it seriously, "I recorded two consecutive episodes the day after tomorrow. After recording, we flew back to China early that morning. I will have a good holiday for you during the New Year."

Han Jue smiled, not knowing whether he had more regrets or more gratitude when he smiled.

Although he feels lonely for the holidays alone now, he will not be like he will be useless when he thinks about the past days like before.

Han Jue was thinking that if he hadn't taken the path of an artist and had really gotten salted at home and had nothing to do, then he would definitely not be able to stop missing the past. If memories would make people old, then he would definitely be old in half a year.

Now he has come into contact with the profession of artists. The novel and unfamiliar life makes him nervous every day, just like the busy itinerary in the past few days. I am a little tired, but it is quite fulfilling. I really don’t have much time to miss the past for him.

He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

"The New Year is coming so soon. I hope the fate of the new year will be better for me." Xiao Zhou was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. I wonder if he had too much chicken soup posted on the official studio WeChat, and his speech was full of cheap chicken soup.

"I will only be able to do fate in the new year!" Han Jue said loudly, "There are no potato chips, go and buy them!"

"This is too fast. I only bought six packs yesterday..." Xiao Zhou muttered.

"How do you celebrate the New Year?" Guan Yi suddenly stopped writing and looked up and asked Han Jue, "Will you celebrate the New Year alone?"

"Ha," Han Jue laughed absurdly, "Of course I am alone, or is it still a dog?"

"Brother Han, this is funny!" Xiao Zhou clapped and immediately took out his cell phone to write it down, preparing to post it to the WeChat account used to record Han Jue's usual interesting remarks.

Han Jue snapped his fingers and pointed at Xiao Zhou in admiration.

Xiao Zhou also said with his mouth and replied to the gift.

Guan Yi waited for the two people in front of him to calm down before continuing to say to Han Jue: "If you are alone, that's nothing. If you are going out with your girlfriend or the opposite sex, it's best to be careful."

Han Jue nodded in a clear way.

"Do you have a girlfriend now?" Guan Yi turned the pen in his hand and looked at Han Jue.

Xiao Zhou looked at Han Jue with a gossip.

"No." Han Jue shook his head.

"I'm not gossiping. I just want to deal with this question early." Guan Yi said, "I'm no longer the person sent by the company to supervise you. We are partners now, and you can talk about this."

Xiao Zhou nodded and said it was right, just to deal with it early.

"It's really not." Han Jue rubbed his temples, "There was one before, but it happened more than half a year ago, and it was completely broken."

"People in the circle?" Guan Yi asked.

Han Jue thought about it and nodded.

Guan Yi stopped the spinning pen in his hand and fell into deep thought. In Xiao Zhou's anxious eyes, he did not ask the woman's name. Han Jue did not take the initiative to say that this matter seemed to have just passed.

Xiao Zhou put on his coat without any taste and wanted to buy snacks for Han Jue.

Just then.

"Ding Dong~" the door of the room suddenly rang.

Han Jue raised his eyebrows and looked at Guan Yi.

As a result, Guan Yi looked surprised.

Han Jue knew that the person who came to the program team was not from the "i am a singer". If it were from the program team, with Guan Yi's control ability, he would definitely know in advance.

"Xiao Zhou, see who it is." Guan Yi asked.

Xiao Zhou walked to the door with his toes. He looked at Maoyan carefully. After looking at him for several seconds, his head was still shaking. After shaking for a while, he turned his head and lowered his voice, and said to Han in surprise: "There is a woman outside! Chinese people! Very familiar!"

The doorbell ringing "Ding Dong" rang again.

"Do you want to open it?" Xiao Zhou gestured anxiously at the door.

Han Jue is thinking.

"Dinglinglinglinglinglinglinglingling." The landline phone in the room rang.

Guan Yi pressed hands-free.

"Hello, Mr. Han, this is the hotel front desk service center." The person on the phone said in Chinese.

"Hello."

"That's right. A lady claimed to be your friend and showed several intimate photos with you, saying that she would give you a surprise. The employee we were responsible for receiving only started work yesterday. Without your consent, she violated the professional code and informed the other party of your room number. We are very sorry for this." The other party said a long sentence sincerely and quickly.

"We will complain about this situation." Guan Yi said calmly.

“I’m really sorry.”

The "Dingdong" doorbell continues, prompting that this is not a good time to hold them accountable.

"Since I said it was my friend, I'll go and have a look." Han Jue stood up and walked towards the door.

Xiao Zhou asked excitedly: "It seems like a female star!"

Han Jue walked over with a serious look on his face.

【After just finished speaking, it was completely broken, but it wasn't her.】

When Han Jue approached the cat's eyes, he saw only the darkness.

“???!”

Han Jue squatted down suddenly.

Xiao Zhou, who was scared, was waiting to watch the show, jumped.

[The person outside is looking at me with a gun?!] Han Jue moved to the side in surprise and suspicion at the entrance against the wall.

Xiao Zhou was speechless, looked at Guan Yi, who was also speechless in the distance, and simply opened the door.

When Han Jue saw Xiao Zhou's opening the door, his brows jumped, lowered his voice and shouted: "No, no, no!"

It's too late.

A man jumped in.

Han Jue hugged his head quickly.

"Wow, uncle! I'm here! Are you surprised? Are you surprised..."

Zhang Yiman first shouted at Xiao Zhou, the only standing behind the door, but found that he had called the wrong partner. Then he looked away. Guan Yi was sitting on the sofa. He searched in a daze for a while, but did not find Han Jue.

Xiao Zhou moved thoughtfully to the side, revealing Han Jue who was squatting on the ground against the wall behind him.

Zhang Yiman's tone gradually faded, and she seemed less surprised. Her smile gradually turned into doubt, and she just looked at Han Jue like that.

When Han Jue heard the familiar voice and looked up, he only saw the invincible youthful Zhang Yiman, the little transparent behind him and the cameraman carrying the camera.
Chapter completed!