This star is from the earth

Zhang Yaohui's expression was very calm at this time, even a little indifferent, and he was already his face in handling various affairs in the company. No one could see through his expression and eyes what was going on in his mind unless he wanted to.

Using this mode with my daughter is to prepare for a face-to-face conversation with an adult attitude.

However, Zhang Yiman did not sit down like a trembling subordinate in the company.

Zhang Yiman didn't know what to think of, and was furious. He jumped behind Zhang Yaohui in a few steps, raised his palm and patted Zhang Yaohui's shoulder and back: "You guessed it last night! You still teased me if you guessed it." Play! I didn't sleep well! Let you tease me! Tease me!"

"Ahhh..." Zhang Yaohui hastily twisted his body, parrying again and again, and the condensed aura was instantly dispersed.

"Aren't I here to cooperate with you..." Zhang Yaohui desperately dodged around the wicker chair.

Zhang Yiman stepped on the rattan chair and jumped on Zhang Yaohui from a high place.

Zhang Yaohui didn't dare to hide, so he caught his daughter and let her hit his back with her palm and hit his head with her head.

The last two sat side by side on the wicker chair. Zhang Yaohui closed his eyes and faced the distance, while Zhang Yiman leaned on Zhang Yaohui's shoulder, panting for breath.

In the courtyard in the afternoon, except for the sound of the leaves being blown by the wind, other sounds seemed very far away from them.

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like only a few seconds later, Zhang Yiman muttered and asked, "Dad, do you really hate me being with him?"

"I don't hate it," Zhang Yaohui sighed, "If I really hated him, I would have killed him long ago."

"Then what do you think?"

"What do I think..." Zhang Yaohui repeated the question sadly, but did not continue to answer.

Because he hasn't figured it out yet.

A well-behaved old fox like Zhang Yaohui will definitely not change his mind because of a movie or a song. The appearance of "Network Mystery Track" just happened to hit his confusion, allowing him to hear one more voice and one more reference. But in the end, the only one who can make him change his mind is himself. The only thing that can make them confused is themselves.

"What about you? What do you think?" Zhang Yaohui was not in a hurry to give an answer, but instead asked Zhang Yiman.

This is the first time they have seriously talked about love and about Han Jue in so many years.

"In fact, I never blamed you. I know you are worried about me." Zhang Yiman said: "You worry that he is a person who threatens others with his life. He is mentally unstable, childish, and does not love himself. After being with me You also use this method to deal with me. You are worried that his depression will relapse, and his sudden death will make me miserable. You are worried that he will be violent and may hit me when he gets angry. I actually know all of this.”

"Hmm." Zhang Yaohui felt a little emotional, his daughter was no longer a child.

"But you have no confidence in me. I'm not stupid, and I'm not mind-controlled. If he is the kind of scum who beats and threatens his girlfriend, how can I still like him? I am you The person who was spoiled by my mother, master and sister Qin, if I suffer a little bit of grievance, I will definitely not be able to bear it and tell you. But really, I am very happy with him, I feel that being with him Together, I became a better person. Dad, you don't know him well enough."

A gust of wind blew over. The rustling sound of the leaves touching each other is very pleasant.

Sometimes repeating a topic means doing two things at the same time: talking about the topic, and seeing who you were the last time you talked about it.

The last time he talked about Han Jue, he had a lot of information about Han Jue in his hand. With those materials and secrets, Zhang Yaohui dared to say that he knew Han Jue.

Now, Zhang Yaohui really dare not say that he understands Han Jue. "Network Mystery Track" is still useful after all. Zhang Yaohui found that he didn't even understand his closest daughter completely, let alone an outsider?

"He is a good person now. He can't fight now, and he doesn't have bad habits. He makes a lot of money but doesn't waste it. He has become very afraid of death now, and he dare not sit on the Ferris wheel. , threatening someone with your life is harder than killing him..."

Zhang Yaohui watched his daughter tremblingly persuading him tenderly, as if witnessing her daughter walking down the stairs in fear in the dark. This was the second time in his memory that his daughter was serious about not acting like a baby to get his support. The first time was when she proposed to learn to sing and become a singer.

"En." Zhang Yaohui still responded.

"And..." Zhang Yiman hesitated for a while, and said, "What if I die tomorrow?"

Zhang Yaohui knocked his daughter lightly on the head, "This kind of uncertain thing can't convince me."

Zhang Yiman wrinkled her nose and said softly, "But we didn't think about it when my mother was sick."

Zhang Yaohui froze for a moment, and the face of his dead wife appeared in his mind.

"If I haven't married the person I like when I'm sick, how pitiful I am, I won't be reconciled even if I leave."

"You underestimate marriage. And it's too early for you."

"Why? My mother told me before that you were not very good when you were young. You were idle and didn't have a stable job. Grandma and grandpa didn't like you when they saw you. But she just likes you, so she told you get married."

"Yes..." Zhang Yaohui smiled softly. Talking about the lost lover, Zhang Yaohui even breathed a lot lighter. "You were so young at that time, do you still remember everything your mother told you?"

"I remember, I still remember a lot." Zhang Yiman said excitedly:

"She said to be brave. You can't wait for what you want. You can only get it if you take the initiative to fight for it. She also said that when you grow up and meet someone you like very much, let the master see it first, and then let your father see it. Master You have to listen to everything you say, and you only need to listen to half of what Dad says, because Dad will definitely find many, many faults on purpose. She also said that she is very happy to marry Dad...

If mom sees uncle, she will be very satisfied. And she will definitely praise me for doing a good job, and then stand by my side! "

Zhang Yaohui looked into the distance and didn't make a sound for a long time. After a while, he said softly: "This is very possible."

Zhang Yaohui didn't know that his daughter remembered so many words about her mother.

"Then Dad, what do you think?" Zhang Yiman asked.

"What?"

"what are you thinking?"

Zhang Yaohui lowered his eyes and said, "Let me think about it."

On the other side, the director came over to say hello and reminded that the afternoon tour had started.

Zhang Yaohui and Zhang Yiman went back to the house to wash up, and then followed the team to start the afternoon shooting.

During the recording, everyone could clearly feel that Zhang Yaohui's interest was not as high as before. At the same time, Zhang Yiman became much quieter. Everyone didn't know what the father and daughter talked about when they were in the yard before, so they didn't have the nerve to meddle in their own business. Surprisingly, Lao Liu is also out of shape today.

Taking an opportunity, Xiao Liu leaned over and asked Lao Liu what he was doing, if he could walk properly and not walk in the shadows, and if he could speak properly without making up his mind.

Lao Liu didn't explain anything, he just looked at his daughter, then at Zhang Yiman, sighed inexplicably, and said it was nothing.

After visiting a few places in the afternoon, it was time for dinner. Dinner is eaten in a small restaurant that is booked out.

When the program group was still installing cameras, Zhang Yaohui found his daughter and said this sentence:

"You can have dinner with him."

"Who?" Zhang Yiman asked.

"Your friend, no, Han Jue."

Zhang Yiman thought her father was talking about yin and yang, so she gave him a slap.

Zhang Yaohui took two small steps while supporting his shoulders, and explained: "You guys didn't finish your lunch, so go make up for dinner now. It won't be easy for us to have dinner together on our plane tomorrow morning."

Zhang Yiman froze on the spot, watching Zhang Yaohui's expression carefully to see if there was any trap.

Zhang Yaohui sighed and said with a smile: "Under the premise of safety, I will not interfere with you in the future."

"Really?!" Zhang Yiman had a look of disbelief.

"Really." Zhang Yaohui nodded.

After thinking for an afternoon, Zhang Yaohui had already made a decision.

Time to make way for the young.

"Is this a prank?" Zhang Yiman suddenly turned his head and looked around vigilantly.

"...No." Zhang Yaohui didn't know who had infected his daughter with so much suspicion, "Forget it, forget it, don't go, just pretend I didn't tell."

"No!!!" Zhang Yiman finally believed it, and she bumped into Zhang Yaohui's arms, "Thank you Dad!!!"

"If he treats you badly, I will be rude to him. Even if you beg for mercy, it's useless. Do you remember? Tell Dad if you feel wronged or sad. When you see him later, just tell him Tell him this." Zhang Yaohui pressed his daughter's shoulder hard, just like Zhang San at home.

"I know, I know, I know!!!" The ecstatic Zhang Yiman was still bouncing after being held down. Afterimages of both arms were posed, as if wishing to run to the date immediately.

Zhang Yaohui pressed Zhang Yiman's arm: "Keep a low profile, you go out quietly later, Sister Qin and Xiao Li will follow behind you."

"Oh!" Zhang Yiman started to practice standing still.

"I'll ask you Uncle Li later where the restaurant is hidden and the food tastes good. He knows and he will tell you."

"Oh oh oh!!"

"Come back early after dinner, don't run around."

"Got it!" Zhang Yiman responded excitedly, and then prepared to cover her belly with a smile, pretending that she was not feeling well and was going to take sick leave.

"Just go straight." After Zhang Yaohui pressed the corners of his daughter's mouth down, he helped her cut her hair, blocked the possible sight behind her, and stuffed her into a taxi.

"Dad, I love you! Oops!" Zhang Yiman stuck out half of his head from the window, and was immediately dragged back by Sister Qin in the car.

Zhang Yaohui shook his head with a smile, patted on the car door, and said, "Go."

The car started.

Watching the taxi carrying his daughter gradually go away until it was completely out of sight, Zhang Yaohui turned around and went back to the restaurant, telling everyone in the program group that Xiaoman was not feeling well, and asked her to go back to the hotel first.

Everyone sent their concern one after another, and after getting the answer that it was nothing, they were all relieved, and there was no doubt about him. Only Lao Liu touched his chin with a mysterious look, but after being glared at by his daughter, he immediately sat upright again.

Zhang Yaohui left the crowd, went outside the restaurant, looked at the family photo on the phone screen saver, and put it away. Lit a cigarette, leaned against the wall, looked at the moon in the distance, and let out a breath slowly.