This star is from the earth

Ice cream is completely unfit for consumption. Zhang Yiman ate ice cream with Han Jue twice with the mentality of small expectations, but the plot went off track twice in the middle. But fortunately, these two experiences have become indelible memories in Zhang Yiman's heart in another form.

Han Jue went through layers of applause and gaze, and sat back in front of Zhang Yiman.

"Is it better?" Han Jue asked.

Zhang Yiman didn't answer, but just pursed her lips prettily and nodded. A pair of transparent glass-like eyes washed by rainwater looked at Han Jue with such vigor, as if Han Jue was the only one worth watching in the whole world. Just a little shy.

"Stop crying?" Han Jue deliberately teased her.

Zhang Yiman wrinkled his nose with a smile. Using facial expressions to say [Don't go too far].

"Don't dislike us... Hey, don't hit me." Han Jue turned his body sideways to avoid Zhang Yimanai's iron fist.

Feeling the strength of Zhang Yiman's fist, Han Jue was relieved to hear Zhang Yiman's coquettish smile. Still like this silly girl who is full of energy and smiles warmly, he seems to like him even more.

"Uncle." After Zhang Yiman calmed down, hesitation appeared on his expression.

"Yeah." Han Jue felt that Zhang Yiman should be telling her to ask the reason for [why I didn't know you earlier].

Zhang Yiman looked into Han Jue's eyes, struggling in his heart, and finally made up his mind and said:

"When I left just now... I saw [Walnut Couple] on my phone..."

Han Jue originally listened carefully, but Naihe really didn't know what "Walnut Lovers" was, so he was confused.

Seeing Han Jue's face full of question marks, Zhang Yiman realized that Han Jue is a person who doesn't even bother to watch the shows he starred in, so he changed his words:

"It's one of the other couples in the show "Let's Fall in Love"... It's the male artist in it. His agency issued a notice saying that he will make a big move next year and receive a lot of resources from film and television, so they After the Spring Festival, a couple will almost get out of the car."

Han Jue nodded and responded, indicating that he was listening.

Zhang Yiman lowered his head, seemed to organize his words, and said slowly: "It seems that in the past, couples participated in this program for less than a year. So, uncle, you are getting more and more busy in the future, will there be a day because you are too busy And get out of the car. That's why... I want to know you when uncle is not famous."

Han Jue nodded suddenly, thought for a while, and felt that this was something that would make a silly girl cry.

Although there are logical loopholes in what Sha Niu said just now, like what, if I knew him a few years ago, he was indeed unknown, had no business, and had a lot of time. Others are too busy to attend to this program. However, Sha Niu hadn't made her debut at that time...but the little girl's heart probably reached his heart (I think).

The little girl is worried that the couple will also get off the bus because of their busy schedule.

Han Jue's face was serious, and he didn't see the guilty expression of Zhang Yiman who lowered his head and tried to adjust.

"Relax," Han Jue said with a smile, "With my reputation and the fact that I can't even memorize commercials, I'm basically saying farewell. The schedule is so long that I can't care about the possibility of "Let's Fall in Love". But Zhang Teacher, your popularity is getting higher and higher, and your schedule is getting busier, right? I said, what you did just now, do you have a premonition that you will make a big move next year and leave me behind?"

"No! No matter how busy I am, I will never give up on this show!" Zhang Yiman raised his head, clenched his fists, and promised quickly.

"Me too. I'm so lazy, where can I find a program as loose as "Let's Fall in Love", and where can I find a good partner like Teacher Zhang, so I won't just get off the train." Han Jue half joked half Seriously.

"Then we won't get out of the car because we are too busy~" Zhang Yiman's smile caught people's eyes in the bright restaurant. Her eyes were shining brightly, she raised her palms to give a high five, and said in a tentative tone, "Promise?"

Han Jue smiled and clapped her hands together: "Promise!"

Zhang Yiman suppressed the smile on his face a little, pretended not to care, and asked: "Well... If oh, uncle, if your girlfriend is exposed, what should I do? Don't you have to get out of the car too? "

"You can rest assured about this," Han Jue smiled, shaking his head and said, "I can't read so many movies, TV, novels, and comics. What do you need a girlfriend? Does a girlfriend have music for fun? No."

"Hahahaha~" Zhang Yiman couldn't stop being so happy that he was suddenly poked into a smile. After a short pause, he looked at Han Jue with bright eyes and raised his palm again, "Promise!"

Han Jue clapped his hands happily.

"And more," Zhang Yiman held his small face in his hands, glanced upwards, and was very cute thinking with a smile on his face, "Then what if you suddenly get sick and want to get out of the car, uncle?"

Han Jue scratched his chin, frowned and said, "Then I can only..."

"Um?"

"...I can only be slightly injured and can't get off the line of fire, so I recorded it while sick!" Han Jue looked serious.

"Hmm~" Zhang Yiman put down his fork and raised his hand, "A promise!"

"Pa~" Another high five.

If it is said that before Han Jue played the piano, the diners around could still maintain a decent manner, eating their own lunch, picking up their girls, and occasionally secretly glanced at Han Jue. But after Han Jue played a beautiful piano piece, 90% of the girls in the restaurant looked at Han Jue with high spirits. The girl with the hair is also very nice, almost the most beautiful ruby ​​in the whole restaurant.

So the people in the whole restaurant looked at Han Jue's table without any concealment.

But neither Han Jue nor Zhang Yiman cared about the eyes of the people around them, they chatted and laughed on their own.

"Also, if you owe a lot of money to others, uncle, will you get out of the car and run away to avoid the debt?" Zhang Yiman snapped his fingers.

"...Did I offend you somewhere?" Han Jue said with a dark face, "...No, I will borrow money from you at worst."

"Haha~ Promise!"

"Crack~"

"Then what if..."

"if……"

Zhang Yiman bit her finger, brainstorming, and asked Han Jue several "ifs" in a row. Han Jue was also very patient, and answered one by one without taking the trouble, and made a high-five agreement for each answer.

Han Jue feels like a fantasy and insecure little girl like Sha Niu. They ask these weird questions just to gain a sense of security.

However, Zhang Yiman's childlike possessiveness is not only to confirm that he in this time and space will always accompany her to record the show, even he in various parallel universes will also accompany Zhang in that universe. Yiman continued to record the show before she was satisfied.

[This is probably why many couples often ask some hypothetical questions. 】 Han Jue thought to himself.

Finally, Zhang Yiman was very satisfied with Han Jue Shangdao's answer and attitude, and she felt that there was no new possibility for her to ask today. So she changed the subject and said, "Uncle, the final of "Singer" is about to come, can you help me sing?"

Han Jue was surprised: "This kind of thing doesn't need to be approved by your company? Does your words work?"

"The disciple is obedient, so just say whether you want to help or not!" Zhang Yiman raised his small fist and breathed cutely on the spinning fist, making a threatening gesture.

"I'm fine." Han Jue quickly agreed.

"I still have another chance to sing my own song, uncle, why don't you help me write another song for me to sing solo in the final!" Zhang Yiman had a whim, and wanted Han Jue to write another song for her.

In Zhang Yiman's mind, this is probably another form of romance:

You can write songs and I can sing. The song you wrote to me, I want to sing it in front of the whole country.

"You are already so beautiful, so don't think so anymore," Han Jue told the silly girl to wake up, "Your company will not take risks with new songs."

"Uncle, just wait and see!" Zhang Yiman snorted.

They chatted very happily just like before Zhang Yiman left the seat, as if you didn't know me and I didn't know your difficulties just now, it disappeared with a piece of piano music.

At this time, a food delivery waiter silently pushed a cart to Han Jue's table.

"Is this from your restaurant? Or?" Han Jue looked at the roses and cakes on the cart in surprise, looked at the waiter, then looked at Zhang Yiman, and asked in Chinese, "Mr. Zhang, is it you?" A surprise?"

Zhang Yiman shook his head with a slightly stiff face and said, "I don't know either."

"It was given to you by a lady." The waiter said, bringing the cake to the table.

"Ma'am? What's your name?" Han Jue asked.

The waiter smiled and said nothing, then pointed to the card on the rose.

Han Jue knew it just by looking at it. He hesitated for a while, thinking of many people, but none of them thought of who would send him roses.

[Director Wang's prank? 】

[Ms. Zhang's surprise? 】

[Xiao Zhou's...cough. 】

Hold up the rose, put a card between the petals, and take it to read.

Holding a glass of water, Zhang Yiman relieved the sudden dry mouth while quietly looking at Han Jue's expression. At this time, she held her breath, feeling that the water glass in her hand weighed a thousand catties, and she almost couldn't hold it.

Han Jue looked at the card, looked at it, and the smile on his face disappeared.

The happy atmosphere between the two of them quieted down.

"Mr. Zhang, it's almost time. Let's finish here for today's meal. By the way, send me a text message when you get home. We will see you tomorrow, remember to bring me something to eat."

Zhang Yiman stood up and obediently picked up the clothes on the back of the chair. He smiled and said [OK], but the smile was a little less bright and more nervous and stiff.

When she got dressed, she couldn't hold back after all, and asked Han Jue pretending to be natural: "Uncle, what are you going to do later?"

"Me?" Han Jue was thinking, but didn't notice. He put the card in his hand on the table, rubbed his temples, half closed his eyes, and said leisurely, "I'm going to solve something."

One update today, three updates tomorrow.