This star is from the earth

Chapter 158 It's not who I target

In the end, Han Jue still had no chance to experience the dizziness of happiness.

After dinner, Han Jue took his small team and went to some clothing brand companies with Guan Yi to discuss sponsorship, and then tailor the clothes on the spot and make them to order.

In this world, Huaxia's formal attire has its own characteristics.

Unlike the previous life, when I think of [Chinese style], it is red, dragon, blue and white porcelain. The [Huaxia style] here not only combines the characteristics and advantages of the previous generations, but also absorbs modern design elements, constantly introducing new ones. If you want to play with concepts, play with concepts, if you want to go retro, go retro, and every move involves the fashion trend of the world.

Although the suits in this life are not as prominent in the clothing industry as they were in the previous life, there are still quite a lot of people wearing them. For example, foreign aristocrats, leading their upper class, still stick to their last stubbornness and try their best to promote suits.

So Han Jue got the sponsorship of the suit not all because he believed in Han Jue's strength, but also because of the topicality and influence brought by his [Huaxia] plus [suit].

Han Jue didn't care much about these, and happily enjoyed the treatment of private custom-made suits.

Other than the suits, however, there is no other sponsorship.

Han Jue was disappointed.

Glasses, hats, socks, etc. are not things that no one wants to sponsor, but those who are eager to try are all small and miscellaneous brands, and Guan Yi didn't like it. Said that these small brands will drop in price, you must buy big brands, you are an artist from China.

That's right, artists from China have to use big brands.

But these days in the United States, it's not that Guan Yi hasn't talked to big brands, it's just that big brands didn't like Han Jue.

Most of these big brands are Chinese. The fellow villagers did not get any convenience when they met the fellow villagers. On the contrary, the other party felt that Han Jue's coming to the United States was a self-defeating martial arts, and he inevitably felt a little contempt in his heart.

Guan Yi said that "ShapeOfYou" has been played all over the United States, and it is almost becoming the "national anthem". The other party said that the singers are not popular, the foundation of the masses is unstable, they are too young, the commercial value is not high, and they are not worthy of sponsorship.

We can't talk anymore.

On the way back, Han Jue was a little unhappy when he didn't get the sponsorship, so he asked Guan Yi in the car, "When will a big brand come to sponsor?"

"Wait until you are more popular than singing." Guan Yi told Han Jue not to worry, then turned his head and said, "Xiao Zhou, remember these brands today."

Xiao Zhou is the assistant brought by Han Jue. He took out the tablet record and said excitedly: "Okay. I understand. Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, I wrote them down after Mr. Han became popular. Refuse them when they come up, right?"

Guan Yi frowned, and said like a fool: "You don't understand. Why are you struggling with money? Remember, they don't have to refuse when they find it, just add 30% more to the price."

Xiao Zhou was educated and lamented that he was still too young, so he quit novels when he returned home.

Guan Yi continued: "At that time, they will regret it. We will follow the steps and we will be famous. Now let's set a small goal, for example, to win the championship in the first round."

Han Jue nodded.

It's really a small goal, steady.

Back at the hotel, Han Jue replaced the score that was going to be recorded for the first period.

He took out a pen and paper, and quickly searched his memory for the songs that could help him win the first round of championships.

Han Jue took out a pen and paper and wrote many songs in one go. There are no musical instruments in the hotel room, so Han Jue used all kinds of electronic equipment brought to the United States to work overtime in the room to create, and then carefully selected the songs that met the requirements.

First of all, the song must have tension, it must stay in the audience's mind for a long time, and it must not be lukewarm. His mass base in the United States is indeed weak, so in order to impress the American people with him in the first issue, heavy firepower must be used.

This is actually the same way as silly girl kicking the hall. The song does not have to be the best, the best and the most classic, but when the audience votes, they must squeeze the songs of other singers out of the audience's mind and vote for them. to myself.

Secondly, the quality of the songs should not be poor, and the difficulty should not be low.

Han Jue is not particularly worried about this. Now his singing skills are not as good as Zhang Yiman's, at least he is improving steadily every day, and he will no longer feel embarrassed when he sings like he did at the beginning.

Before coming to the United States, Han Jue and Guan Yi confessed that he can speak English and that he will sing English songs in this competition. Guan Yi said that it would be fine to let Han Jue sing Chinese songs, and the bumpkins in the United States would feel taller. I feel that English songs are followed by Huaxia songs, and there are not many good songs, so the gains outweigh the losses.

Han Jue sneered when he heard this, Guan Yi asked why he was smiling, but Han Jue just smiled and didn't answer. Guan Yi raised his hand and straightened his collar, Han Juecai restrained his smile and explained.

Han Jue said that he wants to conquer the American music scene, and to conquer the audience here, he still has to rely on English songs. Although the whole world is learning Huaxia, Huaxia is not easy to learn... Besides, singing in Huaxia is considered cheating to some extent, and the native musicians may not accept it.

Therefore, we still have to follow the mass line.

"Why don't you sing that...the one that is already popular?" Guan Yi was talking about "ShapeOfYou". He already knew that the whole of America liked this song. The sad thing is, so far, no one has come to pay the copyright fee for this song!

After hearing Guan Yi's question, Han Jue first sighed, looked up at the sky, and said, "I have to make it more difficult for myself to be interesting, otherwise it would be too easy."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the crowd from the corner of his eye to see their reactions.

Guan Yi didn't respond to Han Jue's pretending to be evasive. Xiao Zhou was fine, but just applauded perfunctorily, as if scolding Han Jue for being stupid.

Han Jue said that these people did not understand the source of his self-confidence.

So, in the next few days, I closed the door to talk about things, and came to the door to collect copyright fees like a charterer. Han Jue just stays in the hotel room and plays music, basically never going out.

Most of Han Jue was lying on the bed, watching TV while eating potato chips, shouting: "This is not the life I want!"

Guan Yi and Xiao Zhou were overwhelmed.

When it was time to shoot promotional videos and photos, Han Jue felt very painful again.

It was the first time for Han Jue to make a promotional video. After the novelty wore off, it was like a long physical work, boring and exhausting.

You don't need any acting skills to make a promotional video, just be handsome, have a concave shape, and say some very artistic narrations.

Publicity photos are even more tiring and time-consuming. Several sets of clothes, changed back and forth, undressed and dressed, and then stood in front of the camera in different poses for a long time. After a trip, I was physically and mentally exhausted.

Han Jue did not see the other singers at the scene.

Because the other singers are not among the best in the United States, but their acting careers are in their prime, and they each have their own schedules. There is no such idle artist as Han Jue.

He didn't feel the American singer's attitude towards him, but Han Jue felt the staff's attitude towards him first.

For Han Jue, an artist from China, some staff members are happy, which shows that America is gradually becoming stronger. Some people are unhappy, thinking they are sober, and think that Han Jue is here to make money.

Non-my family, its heart must be different!

Han Jue felt it, but he didn't react at all. Just don't provoke him to do some small tricks. If you hate others, just hate them.

If Han Jue could hear those sober words, he would definitely agree with the other party.

Because he is here to make money.

But the method is a bit more advanced, he is using English songs to slap the American music scene, making money in an open and honest manner.

After some preliminary publicity is done and some interviews are recorded, it will enter the formal recording stage of the program.

The recording of the first issue of "I'm A Singer" came on a sunny day.

Like the Chinese version of "Singer", the singer lives in the local area, and the program team goes to the door to shoot, and if the singer lives in a hotel, they shoot in the hotel.

Han Jue and Guan Yi stayed in the warm hotel room, waiting for the program team to record at their door.

Since Han Jue had recorded with Zhang Yiman once before, he understood the process, waited patiently, and did not panic.

At this time, Han Jue hadn't put on the sponsor's suit yet, so he could move freely, reclined on the couch, listening to music.

"Mr. Han, are you nervous?"

Xiao Zhou was the only one who asked this question. Guan Yi would not ask such meaningless questions.

Han Jue put away his mobile phone, stood up and walked to the French window, looked at the scenery outside the window, folded his hands on his chest, like a villain in a life and death situation on TV, thinking about how to kill the protagonist:

"I'm not nervous, I'm just a little bit annoyed."

"What's bothering you?" Guan Yi asked while sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and eyes closed.

"Sigh. There are too many songs I want to sing. If there are only two chances to sing my own works, it will not be enough." Han Jue went to the coffee table and poured himself a glass of water. Sit back on the sofa, support your head with your hands, and close your eyes.

"Why not cover the existing English songs?" Xiao Zhou wondered.

[Good question! 】

Hearing this, Han Jue couldn't help sneering.

Guan Yi's eyes froze, he glanced at the door, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, Han Jue shook his shoulders pretentiously, pretending to burst out laughing at this question, and said:

"It's not that I'm targeting anyone. What I mean is that all English songs in the United States are... not very good."

After hearing this, Xiao Zhou and the stylist looked at Han Jue in surprise.

Guan Yi closed his eyes.

Han Jue opened his eyes, watched their reactions, and was very satisfied with the effect in his heart. He's telling the truth, he doesn't like English songs in the American music scene at all, but he accidentally borrowed the famous quote from Brother Duan Shui Liu, and it feels pretty good.

Han Jue raised the water glass and took a sip of water, feeling that the taste of pure water was sweeter.

Suddenly, Han Jue's keen sixth sense sensed something was wrong.

Han Jue didn't move his head, his eyes looked to the side.

then.

He saw the lean man who picked him up at the airport.

The lean man opened his mouth and blinked his eyes quickly, as if he was digesting something. A middle-aged man whispered something next to him. Han Jue remembered that this middle-aged man was an interpreter.

On the other side of the lean man was a staff member carrying a camera.

Xiao Zhou, the stylist and the translator over there were already at a loss. This is bad words and bragging to be caught, very embarrassing.

Han Jue almost lost his grip on the water glass in his hand.

However, Han Jue and Jarrence have been together for so long with abnormal brains, and at least they have seen strong winds and waves. He imitated Jarrence's appearance when he was caught saying bad things about people behind his back, he first calmed down his aura, then took another sip of water in a leisurely manner, then smiled and looked at the lean man, As if he just saw the lean man, he greeted him in English with a happy face:

"Hey, long time no see, when did you come in?"

"I, emmm, just now, when you talked about why you didn't sing English songs, we came..." the skinny man stammered and replied.

"Oh," Han Jue nodded, "What's your name?"

"Jackson, I teach Jackson."

"Very good, Jackson," Han Jue smiled, looked at the camera with curious eyes, and asked, "By the way, is the camera always on?"

"Yes, it's always on..."

"Then can we shoot again? Jackson." Han Jue's face was full of friendliness.

"cannot!"

Jackson stared, with a face of justice, and flatly refused.

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