When Han Jue's second song was almost finished, Gu Fan and the other four, who had changed their clothes and styled them, were waiting in the backstage to return to the stage.

Listening to the audience's cheers, Jin Can and Xiang Zu no longer worry about whether the audience would consume all their energy like this.

They listened carefully to Han Jue's singing.

They have long been accustomed to Han Jue's progress in singing skills. Compared to singing skills, they are more moved by Han Jue's two songs.

Even if they were no longer moved by Han Jue, they had to admit that both "Best Bad Friend" and "Stars + Scumbling Together" hit their hearts firmly.

Although "Best Bad Friend" was not sung for them, but for Gu Fan. But listening to the song, they could resonate with each other and could also hear Han Jue's sigh for his old friend's stranger. This made them feel that Han Jue was really different from the past and began to be humane.

"Stars" made them even more touched. In the artist industry, they are still idol artists, and their product attributes are greater than anything else. The speed of idol renewal is very fast, and they are also afraid that celebrities will be obscene and forgotten. "Subliving Together" reminds them of the darkest first year after their debut, when they and their fans were struggling with each other in the storm.

They didn't say it, but they still felt 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 who came to teach and teach composition. 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 was easier to write himself than to write others, and it was easier to express feelings than to express opinions. Therefore, the first lesson of the novice course was to express his inner feelings. After Han Jue copied a lyrics from the person next to him, he began to skip classes the next day. Han Jue refused to let anyone understand his inner thoughts and feelings.

Now, listening to the melody and lyrics in Han Jue's works, the chaotic emotions that don't know how to express them in words are pulled out bit by bit

A good creator has this ability to deconstruct and knead things that people ignore in their lives into works. When the audience sees the work, the emotions in their hearts that are eager to speak but have no way to find an outlet, and the memories of the past are awakened and resonate.

Once a person empathizes with his works and finds his own shadow, it is difficult not to like it.

But I like the works and admire Han Jue's ability. I promised to be different on stages beforehand that I would not be able to appear on the same stage.

Otherwise, what should I do if Han Jue treats it as a reconciliation? That won’t work.

They did not intend 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 situation above his head and asked his teammates, "Do you want to go on stage earlier to talk to Han Jue?", the three of them hesitated for two seconds, three seconds and five seconds respectively, and finally shook their heads.

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

…………

In the last ten seconds of the soul-stirring accompaniment music of "Search Together", Han Jue bowed to the audience in four directions of the stage.

When the last note stopped, Han Jue knew that his task had been completed successfully. Whether it was the task of being a midfielder at the concert or the task assigned to the old fans by substituting his predecessor, he had all been completed.

Thanking the band teachers, Han Jue took off his ears and walked leisurely on the stage, intending to chat and talk with the audience, and give Gu Fan a few more minutes of rest time.

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

"Did the song just now sound good?"

“So good!!”

"Are you happy to watch 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 very zombie movie.

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

"Han Jue! Han Jue!!! Han Jue!!!"

The voices were louder and louder, full of anger, staring at Han Jue with red eyes, desperately squeezing away the person standing in front of him. He was either a veteran black fan or a debt collector.

Han Jue's eyes changed and he became alert in an instant. In this situation, whether it is a black fan or a debt collector, he cannot let the other party destroy today's stage.

Han Jue's eyes were sharp like an eagle, looking for Guan Yi on the sidelines.

Jiang Yun was stunned when she looked at her husband who was flushing and almost crazy, as she reached out her hand as she could.

Seeing Han Jue retreating a little, his eyes seemed to be asking for help from the security guard on the sidelines, Jiang Yun immediately spoke out to dispel Han Jue's suspicion: "This is my husband! This is my husband! This is my incompetent husband!"

Only then did Han Jue go up and shake the hand of the man who claimed to be Jiang Yun's husband in front of him.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Jiang Yun's husband held Han Jue's hand firmly, "Han Jue! I am your fan! Do you know how great you are?!"

"I know..." Han Jue twitched his hand and didn't pull it out.

"You're really great, you know?!"

"I know."

Seeing Jiang Yun’s husband occupying Han Jue’s hand, the president and a group of people rushed over and pulled away Jiang Yun’s husband’s fingers one by one, and then squeezed him behind him to isolate him from Han Jue.

"You should be nice to your wife and don't bully her." Han Jue moved his fingers and said, "If I let me know that you are not good to her, I will come to you."

Han Jue's fan-loving speech made Jiang Yun burst into tears happily. The emptiness that had missed the premiere of "Traveler Love in Time and Space" was filled in one go!

However……

"Really?!!" After Jiang Yun's husband heard that Han Jue might come to the door, he was not at all afraid, but was very surprised. His eyes looked at his wife, full of eagerness to try.

"..." Jiang Yun was so angry that she pounded his husband's belly.

Han Jue stood up with a smile and prepared to leave.

"Old Han!" The president shouted at Han Jue and handed over a cell phone.

Han Jue took his cell phone, but he didn't know what he was going to do?

【Save number?】

Han Jue thought to himself, so he opened his phone's address book and entered his mobile phone number on the spot.

"Ahhhh!"

"This is going to get the number?!"

"Boss! I can do it too!"

The big screen took Han Jue's phone and co-existing the number clearly captured the photos. Countless fans at the scene screamed jealously and enviously.

Jiang Yun's husband also howled and wanted to hand it to Han Jue. There were signs of a joint blockade between Jiang Yun, Xiaochi, Xiaoxia, Hu Fei, Chenchen and others.

When Han Jue handed the phone back, the president did not take it.

Han Juetu looked at him with confusion.

The president suppressed his trembling body, tried to calm down, and shouted in a trembling voice: "I'm asking 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 taking photos with fans on the stage.

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

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

Han Jue thought about it and the time was almost delayed, so he stood up and smiled and waved to the audience: "Happy time always passes very quickly, and then he said goodbye."

Although the audience could not understand what [bye] means, looking at Han Jue's wave, they knew that Han Jue was about to leave and stopped singing.

That won't work!

"Sing another song! Sing another song!"

"Don't leave!!! Another song! The last song!"

Some viewers tried to keep Han Jue because they didn’t listen to the new songs enough. They regarded this as Han Jue’s solo concert and asked him to return to perform.

Some viewers remembered that Han Jue appeared, but did not perform with his old teammates of [w.i.n.4]!

“No five people have performed together yet!”

"Yes! None of the five people have merged yet!"

"Five people together!"

"Five people!!"

The whole audience turned into a vast shout of [five people].

Han Jue sighed quietly in the face of the shouts from the audience.

Han Jue raised the microphone and said apologetically: "Because of the conflict between the two itineraries, Gu Fan and I don't have much time to rehearse together, so..."

So there will be no situation where five people will perform together.

The audience was disappointed.

Han Jue pursed his lips and waved goodbye to the audience while walking towards the elevator.

Then he saw a girl holding a red balloon and a light sign holding a [w.i.n.4] handing out a cell phone from afar.

Depending on age, it is about the same as the president and the others.

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

Hu Fei looked at the direction of Han Jue walking with surprise: "Vice President?!"

"Yes." The president nodded, his eyes were no longer as happy as dizziness, but he just looked at the red color over there coldly.

The other friends were also shocked, not knowing what the vice president was planning to do.

Jiang Yun felt uneasy and talked about conspiracy theories there, saying that the vice president had bad intentions in his actions.

"It's better not to do that." The president said softly.
To be continued...