Marriage Difficulty [Transmigration Book]

The former Han Jingchen didn’t have a lot of stage experience. The little experience he had was only from singing competitions at school or some small singing competitions outside. There was no large-scale stage experience, but standing on stage It’s okay to sing, but it’s not good if you sing and dance.However, by singing while standing up, he can perform a song with facial expressions that show what the song means.

You can’t find the songs you are familiar with in the original world here. Fortunately, Han Jingchen is always interested in music. After coming here, he will always listen to pop songs of various styles, different musicians or popular stars. .

Maybe he is not completely familiar with it, but he knows the songs that are familiar to him, and he will pay attention to the songs he likes, listen to them, sing them and learn them. It's no different.

He liked a song sung in ancient style recently, so he sang his song on the small stage. The name of this song is "Resentment".The great poet Li Bai has a work called "Resentment". Han Jingchen checked it online, and the author and lyricist of this song wrote it based on the background of this poem.

The beauty rolls the bead curtain, sitting deep with crests.

But seeing the tears wet, I don't know who I hate.

The beauty rolled up the bead curtain and waited, sitting with her eyebrows tightly closed.I only saw her cheeks wet with tears, I don't know if she hates others or herself.Although the poem is about the resentment of the abandoned woman, this song embodies more the hatred of the abandoned woman and her memories. The husband who once looked at her affectionately was so gentle, but now he has lost For the affection she has for herself, whether she should blame herself or others, she finally knit her beautiful eyebrows tangled.

After singing a song, Han Jingchen looked at Huangfu Junyan who came down from the stage. It seemed that he was not nervous at all when he was sitting there. Maybe it was because of him or because of his own heart. Anyway, it is right that he feels very at ease now. .

However, since he agreed to participate in the "Battle Song" event at night, Han Jingchen also started to work hard. The song "Resentment" is definitely not suitable for participating in the "Battle Song" event, so he sang another fast song on the recent new song list. Han Jingchen put it down The microphone walks off the stage.

And here, the bald general manager was about to ask him what song he was going to sing tonight. Just now, the staff had come back and said that the members participating in the competition tonight were rehearsing, and after they finished rehearsing, it would be Han Jingchen's turn.

He has only sung two songs, which is too fast, and he hasn't prepared any songs yet.

After coming down, Huangfu Junyan handed the water glass at hand to Han Jingchen: "Drink some water, Chenchen."

This title made Han Jingchen a little uncomfortable: "..."

However, Han Jingchen hasn't heard such a title for a long time. How many years has it been, ten years?

This is the exclusive address for grandma. Han Jingchen looked up at Huangfu Junyan, and then smiled sincerely at him: "Thank you."

This time, he smiled and narrowed his eyes, and the line of his narrowed eyes was curved, very cute and childish.

Huangfu Junyan wanted to rub the top of his hair again, but because of the peaked cap on his head, he resisted the urge to touch Han Jingchen. He was 120 satisfied that he didn't reject this title.

However, Huangfu Junyan also began to ask: "You can no longer call me by my full name."

After drinking the water, Han Jingchen raised his head: "Huh? Then what should I be called, brother Junyan like Lu Qianzhi?"

He felt so strange like that, um, he was very strange in his heart, they had all been through such a thing, so it was strange to call him that way, although his name was Qian Tianhao and Brother Hao, they were just different.

Huangfu Junyan gritted his teeth: "Yan."

Han Jingchen shook his body as if he had been struck by lightning. What is the matter with the romantic president mode being fully turned on? He stroked his forehead that was about to burst into veins. Han Jingchen thought about it, compromised, and said, "Then I will call you Is it possible for Ayan?"

Even if you beat him to death, you won't call Huangfu Junyan "Yan"!

After struggling for a while, Huangfu Junyan nodded and agreed. His friends all called him Huangfu, the elders called him Junyan, and the juniors called him Brother Junyan. The name Ayan seemed to be used only by Han Jingchen, so he thought about it. Well, actually the single word Yan is also very nice, why Chenchen doesn't want to call it, it's strange, maybe it's because the word sounds too intimate, and he's shy.

Huangfu Junyan was very happy after brainstorming such a result. Of course, Han Jingchen would not know that Ayan is a thousand times better than Shanziyan, okay?

After the address was confirmed, the bald general manager finally had a chance to intervene. The two lovers were discussing what to call him, and being forced to watch him was really tiring. Goosebumps were all over the floor. If President Huangfu didn't appear suddenly, then he should be by now In the office, I listened to the dubbing of "Good Friends Forever" and played jerking off.

Turning back to the main topic, Han Jingchen tilted the brim of his hat to the side. When Huangfu Junyan called him Chenchen just now, he recalled how kind his grandmother was to him, and when he thought of her kind and peaceful smile, his heart felt hot. I told my grandma before that if a record comes out one day, I should show it to my grandma first, but my grandma didn't see his record until she passed away.

However, grandma’s words moved him very much: “Chenchen, as long as I hear you sing for grandma in this life, I can feel at ease. After grandma is gone, I still have to continue singing if I want to sing. Don’t let your life stay behind. Pity."

An English song "Here without you", dedicated to the lost relatives.

After thinking of this song, Han Jingchen looked for the song on the Internet, but he didn't seem to hear the version he wanted, so he borrowed a purple pen and wrote down the score on the spot.

Half an hour later, Han Jingchen filled the paper with lyrics and score, and then handed it to Huangfu Junyan, saying with a slightly smug expression, "Ayan, what do you think?"

A Yan yelled really smoothly and naturally, Han Jingchen yelled out when he lost his mind, but Huangfu Junyan was very happy, he took the paper in Han Jingchen's hand and looked at the music score and lyrics on it, he felt really good, this is Chen Chenban A song written in an hour?

"It's amazing!" He saw the whole process of Han Jingchen's creation.

But Han Jingchen said: "Don't look at me like that. I didn't compose this song. I just heard someone sing it, but I didn't find the same song. I really want to sing this song tonight."

Dedicated to grandma who is already in heaven...

Huangfu Junyan: "Well, then let someone print out the track, which can be used when rehearsing later."

The bald-headed general manager immediately went out to explain the matter with a warm score. He is the president's man, so he can be treated well. He doesn't want to lose this hard-won job. Of course, he has managed the club very well. , the profit is absolutely considerable.

In the following time, Han Jingchen stood on the stage and practiced the English song just now under Huangfu Junyan's focused eyes. There were only two people in the arena. Teaser, surrounded by invisible pink bubbles.

After singing for a while, Han Jingchen played the guitar, and Huangfu Junyan continued to sit in the audience and listen carefully. It can be seen that Huangfu Junyan has completely become Han Jingchen's most loyal fan.

Tired of playing, Han Jingchen jumped to the bottom of the stage to drink water. Han Jingchen asked Huangfu Junyan if he wanted to go up and sing a song, and the latter shook his head. He usually doesn’t sing outside, he only sings when he comes home, especially when Jingchen is around when.

Han Jingchen nodded, maybe Huangfu Junyan still has a little self-awareness about his own voice?

The people below were nervously printing out various compositions and practicing choruses, but Huangfu Junyan and Han Jingchen came to the so-called performance hall led by the bald general manager.

The performance hall is obviously several times larger than their separate stage just now, and the auditorium below has seats for nearly 300 people. This is due to the fact that the club holds events. There are also performance halls larger than this one, but there are Might be used for larger events.The performance hall is the scene of the rehearsal. In addition to the band accompaniment, there are also piano accompaniment, chorus staff, and other staff on standby. Apart from these people, there is nothing else.

You must know that there are only ten contestants in each season, and the member who ranks last will be eliminated for two seasons each time, and can continue to sing on stage after the third season. They can choose to be in the audience. People perform and vote. This is a completely anonymous vote. This is also an entertainment activity that belongs to the club. It does not have a commercial nature, so it can be very fair.

In addition to members voting for the contestants, there will also be specially invited professional musicians to score, combined with the vote scores of members, the final total score is the overall ranking. Such a ranking competition is obviously quite reasonable.

When standing on the stage, Han Jingchen failed to find the beat many times, and then he stepped off the stage and sat silently. This dear stage was obviously unfamiliar, and it was very uncomfortable for him, unlike those who have really experienced various large-scale concerts To other people, he might seem petty, so now he is angry with himself.

Huangfu Junyan felt that his emotions were not right, so he sat next to him and held his bony paws: "Chenchen, you are afraid."

This is an affirmative sentence not an interrogative sentence.

Han Jingchen didn't explain either, he nodded, "Yeah."

Huangfu Junyan felt that his palms were sweaty and cold: "Why?"

Han Jingchen was silent for a while and said: "I'm just afraid. I had a bad experience before. I could have made a record, but because of family reasons, I didn't succeed. I'm probably afraid of the feeling of disappointment to despair."

His experiences are many and complicated, and even now he may not know what kind of mentality he should use to face them. The most terrifying thing is when he really faces them.

Huangfu Junyan reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said firmly: "Chenchen, look at me, you have to know that here, with me, you don't have to be afraid, even if Han Yicheng doesn't let you sing, I won't let you sing, This club can be yours if you want it, you can go sideways."

Seeing Huangfu Junyan's serious expression, Han Jingchen chuckled, and the latter frowned unhappily, as if to say that what he said was the truth.

Han Jingchen: "Thank you." He felt that Huangfu Junyan's hand was quite warm.

Although the others saw the interaction between Huangfu Junyan and the mysterious man, they kept their mouths tight and didn't say anything. The bald general manager reminded them to treat everything they saw as if they didn't see it before they came in.

Now, this works great.

At first, everyone was still doubting Han Jingchen's singing skills and ability, but after being comforted by Huangfu Junyan, Han Jingchen who came on stage again began to shine, and rehearsed twice. Both rehearsals were better than the first. When it was time to perform for the third time, Han Jingchen said that he could do it, and that his true feelings would be revealed during the actual performance.

He is not afraid of the camera, he is not afraid of the stage, he enjoys the performance in front of the camera, he enjoys every moment on the stage, it is all to prove himself, everything is to prove that he is no longer that unlucky person.

After playing all afternoon, Han Jingchen was also hungry, and Huangfu Junyan, the escort male who ate, slept and played with him, was also hungry.

The bald-headed general manager had prepared first-class Cantonese cuisine for them in the restaurant box of the club. The delicious chicken soup was served first, and then the main course. At that time, he immediately said that he had to sing tonight and couldn't eat too much, so Huangfu Junyan turned his chopsticks to his own bowl every day with resentment, and solved it by himself.

Because Han Jingchen also told him: "Don't waste food, Ah Yan." The point is, calling him Yan to Han Jingchen made him weak.

The warm time for eating passed quickly, and Han Jingchen was overwhelmed with the competition tonight. It's not a real competition here, and it won't affect his reputation or his future. In short, no one participated It is said that he overestimated himself, not to mention that he did not use his real name.

After the meal, there is a digestion exercise, but the exercise time is a little short. The appearance of Huangfu Junyan is not suitable for the members who appear in the club to know. After that, they stay in the lounge prepared by the bald general manager. The big screen can see everything in the performance hall.

Every contestant who appears will have an exclusive lounge, and each lounge is assigned a dedicated account manager. When the time comes, they will remind the contestants to come on stage and the service is in place.

Every time the new competing singers of "Battle Song" are the last to appear, Huangfu Junyan and Han Jingchen sat on the sofa and watched everyone's performance in front of them. Everyone's actors performed very well, and the atmosphere of the scene was very good. Get motivated by them.

Of course, there is also an eloquent host here.

There was a knock on the lounge door, and the account manager waiting outside reminded Han Jingchen that it was time to play. Han Jingchen put on his peaked cap and stood up and took a deep breath. When he walked to the door, he looked back at Huangfu Junyan, who Thumbs up to him.

"I will wait here for your return." Huangfu Junyan said.

Han Jingchen believed it, and he smiled at Huangfu Junyan again, his eyebrows were bent, and then Han Jingchen left the lounge.