Han Jue arrived in Xiangjiang last night and arrived at [Blue Hall] early this morning.

Although Xiao Zhou was released to pick him up and there was nothing to be used by him, in the backstage, there were always people doing the work of serving tea, water and fruits. Han Jue didn't have to speak, and the good things were delivered. And as if after a preliminary investigation, Han Jue liked what he sent. He took care of Han Jue very thoughtfully.

Han Jue enjoyed a lounge alone, lying on the sofa, eating snacks and watching TV, and it was as comfortable as at home.

"He really treats this place as his own!" Jin Can listened to the treatment of Han Jue in another lounge, looked at the banana in his hand, felt the gap, and ate the banana hard for a few bites.

After rehearsal [w.i.n.4] is resting in the lounge, preparing for the official performance tonight.

"There is no way. Who asked the chairman to go straight to Han Jue when he came, and even had a box lunch with him." Lin Yuzhe looked through the book, as if he had been accustomed to the chairman's preference for Han Jue.

In the morning, the old director went to the Lan Pavilion and took Han Jue to the stage to have a walk and chat. After returning, he also had lunch in Han Jue's lounge, encouraging Han Jue to perform well. Before leaving, the old director took five minutes to express his condolences to several members of [w.i.n.4].

Jin Can, Xiang Zu, and Lin Yuzhe were prepared for it, but his smile was still bitter. After all, after six years, they had to get used to it again.

"By the way, who has ever heard the song Han Jue wants to sing?" Xiang Zu asked.

Everyone looked at Gu Fan unanimously.

Gu Fan was listening to music with headphones, closing his eyes to rest: "Don't look at me, I haven't heard it. I want to hear it, but unfortunately, Brother Han and the band rehearsed several times, and I was running a trip outside. Later, I asked the band teacher, and they laughed and laughed very mysteriously, and didn't talk about what they sang in the song. If you are worried about the quality of the song, it doesn't need it. The director and manager have heard it and thought it was good. They also said that if the singles made by Brother Han were of this level, I..."

Xiang Zu listened to Gu Fan who was talking nonstop in his ears, and turned his head to look at Lin Yuzhe with an expressionless face.

Lin Yuzhe shook his head and said, "During the rehearsal just now, he sat and hummed. He didn't sing, so he couldn't hear anything singing. But looking at the lights and special effects, they were quite flat."

"Why, he doesn't dare to sing anymore? Are you afraid that we will spy on the enemy and restrain us?" Jin Can sneered repeatedly, lying on the ground and doing twenty push-ups.

Lin Yuzhe replied: "That probably isn't. I heard from the staff that he seemed to be called up to rehearse halfway through sleep, and he hadn't woken up while on the stage."

During the afternoon rehearsal, Gu Fan and the other four had to practice movements and move. When it was Han Jue's turn, he sat quietly in the middle of the stage, closed his eyes, hummed a few words, sat for two songs, and then went back to the backstage to continue sleeping.

"...This guy! I really think it's at my own home!" Jin Can was so angry that he walked around the house, and from time to time he even punched a few straight punches and slapped his fists in front of him, as if someone was in front of him.

The door suddenly opened, and Jin Can suddenly stood upright, fearing that Han Jue would open the door.

"What are you doing?" After the agent opened the door, he saw the golden glare like a wooden stick, which was a little strange.

“I’m warming up.”

"Stop hot, prepare for a dress-up."

"Oh." Jin Can trotted over and took the clothes from the stylist.

The style and style of concert costumes are always a little exaggerated than ordinary clothes.

"What kind of clothes does Han Jue wear?" Xiang Zu asked.

The agent replied: "He brought it himself."

Jin Can began to resent again: "This guy! It's simply..."

"Okay, OK." Gu Fan pressed Jin Can's head and hugged him and asked Jin Can to change his clothes and start putting on makeup.

It's already six o'clock.

In the backstage where he started to get busy, Han Jue's lounge was still quiet and suitable for sleep.

However, Han Jue was already full of sleep and was sitting on the sofa and making a phone call.

"It's okay, just be busy first, it's really okay if you don't come." Han Jue called and said to Zhang Yiman on the other end of the phone.

Because of work reasons, Zhang Yiman was very sad because of something that happened to Xiangjiang, and she was very sad: "It's a pity, I can't come to such an important occasion..."

"It's not an important occasion," Han Jue smiled, "I'm here to sing two songs, just like rushing to the announcement."

"If it doesn't matter, how could you rush to announce on the stage of your former teammates?"

"Hey, why have you suddenly become smart?"

"I'm not stupid at all!"

"Okay, since you don't even get down to the steps, then I'll tell you that tonight is of great significance to me. If you can't come, I'm really hurt..." Han Jue didn't give Zhang Yiman time to speak, and continued, "I was very happy to see you call you. I thought you would call me and miss me when you arrived in Xiangjiang. As a result, when you spoke, your tone was extremely cold and said that you can't come. Oh, silly girl, you have changed. Is it too easy to get me, so you feel tired of it?"

"Ah! I haven't changed! What are you talking about! My tone is not cold, I'm just sad! Super sad! Oh! What are you talking about!" Zhang Yiman defended incoherently.

Han Jue's jokes were over: "Okay, okay, I'm joking with you. In fact, there is only a little sadness. If you compensate me for the next time you meet, you won't be sad."

“…”

"Hey? Hey?" Han Jue waited on the phone for a long time but couldn't hear a reply, and he was a little confused.

"Ah! Compensation for you! OK! OK! I will definitely compensate you!" Zhang Yiman came back to his senses from his fantasy and loudly promised that he would compensate Han Jue.

"Okay, I'm going to write something, so I'll hang up first."

"Okay! Come on, uncle! Ha..."

The moment before the phone was hung up, Han Jue vaguely heard a series of crazy laughter full of ambitions.

Putting down the electric flower, Han Jue took out the paper and pen to record the inspiration from his pocket, and called Xiao Zhou: "Xiao Zhou, recorder!"

Guan Yi came in from outside the door and took out the recorder from his bag and gave it to Han Jue.

Only then did Han Jue remember that Xiao Zhou was sent out to pick up old fans by him and he has not come back until now.

Han Jue took the recorder and prepared to record the familiar melody that sounded in his head when he was talking just now.

Han Jue turned on the recorder, sang and wrote: [The phone rang, you were about to speak, and I thought you missed me again in my heart, why did your voice become cold? It was you who changed, it was you who changed~]

Guan Yi stood outside the door vigilantly, staring at the people passing by in the aisle, fearing that Han Jue's new song would be heard by outsiders and went to the room for eavesdropping weapons. Guan Yi had searched it, so there was no need to worry.

After Han Jue emptied all the melody and lyrics about this song in his mind, Xiao Zhou happened to come back.

"They've entered the venue."

"That's good, nothing happened in the middle, right?"

"No, when I arrived outside the venue in the afternoon, I met the vice president of the former team fan club. The vice president is now the president of the [w.i.n.4] fan club. I'll tell you the boss! The two sides almost started fighting at that time!"

Xiao Zhou glanced at Han Jue and Guan Yi who were indifferent, and no desire to swell people's appetite: "Fortunately everyone is already adults, otherwise they would have been beaten very fiercely."

"It's good if you don't fight." Han Jue continued to lower his head, adding or modifying the vague lyrics and melodies on the notebook.

Xiao Zhou suddenly remembered that they met a fool later and didn't know if they wanted to tell Han Jue about this.

After the fool named Xiaochi was surrounded by the enemy and abandoned by his accomplices, the president still remembered the humble voice. It appeared in the video of [Xiaochi Chichi Chi], and it was his own person. So he stepped forward to rescue him.

After rescuing Xiaochi, [Xiaochi Chichi Chi], [Han Jue Studio], [Han Jue Fan Fan Club], and the three giants successfully joined forces. However, Xiaochi was blindly staring at Xiao Zhou throughout the whole process, staring at him with murderous intent, not walking properly, and even tripped by the slightly raised street lights on the ground of the square. He was such a fool.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhou had quick eyes and quick hands, and took pictures of the scene, and squatted on the ground and used a clever mirror to move.

Xiaochi was so angry that he screamed.

...

...

When it was nearly eight o'clock, the audience entered the venue. Nearly 80,000 viewers filled the [Blue Hall] with full capacity.

Han Jue also experienced the concert of 80,000 people at [Extreme Concert].

The only difference is that Han Jue participated in the [Extreme Concert]. The audiences who participated were mainly from "Extreme Men". The age distribution was very wide. Most of them came empty-handed and watched the concert with an ordinary person's mentality.

Now the concerts of [w.i.n.4] are naturally dominated by fans of [w.i.n.4], mostly between the ages of ten and thirty, and are mainly women, with strong consumption ability and enthusiastic.

At first glance, the redness is everywhere.

Red glow stick, red balloon, white light sign on red background, and thin red raincoat.

The visual effects of the two concerts are very different.

However, these excitement are all from others, and Han Jue is calm and does not envy or timid. After the experience of [Extreme Concert], Han Jue is no longer afraid of such a big scene as a concert of ten thousand people.

Han Jue appeared in the midfield of the concert, so it doesn’t have to be too early to put on makeup or change outfit. Now Han Jue is sitting on the sofa in the lounge, looking at the screen, just looking for any fans who come for him.

As time gets closer and closer to eight o'clock, the audience becomes more and more excited.

When there was only one minute left, the big screen on the stage began to count down.

"Fifty-nine!"

“Fifty-eight!”

“…”

"ten!"

"Nine!"

“…”

"five!"

"Four!"

"Four!……"

"Four?……"

The audience couldn't continue shouting, looking at the numbers stuck on the screen, looking at each other, suspecting that there was a technical problem with the program.

For such a large-scale concert, it is not uncommon for problems with this and that. But [Blue Whale] is promoting in advance, all the top experts in the industry were invited to this concert. It is really disappointing to have such a problem in the first show.

It was already eight o'clock, but the concert did not start as scheduled. This cast a shadow on the hearts of the audience who came to attend the concert.
To be continued...