Han Jue didn't bother to explain the stalk, so the scene was frozen again, silent, and silent. \ "Why does it sound a little familiar, is it a Western musical instrument?"
Zhang Yiman muttered unwillingly.
Han Jue finally couldn't help but laugh.
Han Jue felt that this young singer was a little stupid, you teased her, but she answered you seriously, you laughed, she laughed too.
"What are you laughing at?"
Zhang Yiman asked Han Jue with a smile.
"I'm laughing at the guy behind you, he's eating with his face."
Han Jue said casually.
"Eat with your face, is he very handsome, you can see him," Zhang Yiman exclaimed.
Then Han Jue heard the sound of Zhang Yiman turning around.
Han Jue couldn't help but wonder, is this the girl's personality, why did she react so naturally and so quickly stupidly "I can't see it."
Zhang Yiman turned his head back in disdain.
The surroundings were dark, and I didn't know what she was doing when she turned around.
"Yes, I can see it, I have a pair of night vision devices.
When I say that the man eats by his face, I mean that he feeds all the food to his face.
Han Jue said.
"Why do you have a night vision device, I don't have it" Zhang Yiman raised his voice and grasped the point in Han Jue's words.
"Tap, there are several people watching you," Han Jue teased her, "I looked around, it seems that there is a person at each table wearing a night vision device, it should be one at a table."
I came before you, so I have it.
So be careful, or I'll add chili peppers to your dish."
Han Jue said.
As soon as she thought of this sequence, Zhang Yiman, whose thinking was jumping, couldn't care about the night vision device, because she remembered the questionnaire she saw outside not long ago.
Zhang Yiman's body suddenly straightened, suppressed his anger and asked, "Did you fill out that questionnaire?"
Han Jue felt the other party's body leaning forward in the dark, and a good fragrance became even more obvious.
Han Jue lay back quietly and distanced himself.
"yes.
What's wrong," Han Jue asked, "The questionnaire was from you, I thought it was the question from the program team." ” "Ah, is that so, but if it's the program group, you're still too serious about writing."
Zhang Yiman's anger was suddenly weakened by half, thinking that Han Jue thought that the questionnaire from the program group was written nonsense.
"But no matter who came out, I replied very seriously, and there was nothing wrong with it."
Han Jue drank the water, he really didn't mind if it was the program team or who made the questionnaire.
"Reply seriously, there's nothing wrong with it, look at what you wrote, what kind of girl will look at it twice, and look at the girl with eight eyes twice" Zhang Yiman was even more angry when he heard it.
What kind of attitude is this "Won't you," Han Jue said in a surprised tone.
"Ah, I will too."
Zhang Yiman's tone weakened, and he stumbled, "But you shouldn't either" Zhang Yiman almost didn't come back to his senses when he fell into the routine, and maintained an angry posture with palpitations.
But her train of thought has been disrupted, and she doesn't know how to criticize Han Jue.
Han Jue smiled and changed the subject: "How old are you this year and 20 years old?"
Han Jue had already guessed that the person who asked the question was the girl in front of him, and then he remembered that there was a question in the question that was a suggestion for a 20-year-old girl, so Han Jue guessed that the other party was 20 years old.
"No, I'm not 20 years old, I'm 20 and a half years old."
Zhang Yiman retorted.
She successfully forgot about her previous anger and was successfully led off the topic.
Children love to emphasize their own half a year, a few years and a half, and a little more mature people will not.
The last person Han Jue heard in his impression that he was one and a half years older was his nephew, when he asked Han Jue to buy him a Barbie doll.
Han Jue sighed heavily, he suddenly wanted to be like the female reporters he met in the literary park before, using language to hurt these adults who use their own names as the subject and emphasize their age to add half a year old, so that they can passively and quickly mature and recognize this cruel society.
"What about you, how old are you, you must be 30."
Zhang Yiman was unwilling to expose her age alone, so she immediately asked Han Jue rhetorically, and brought bad speculation.
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"Almost."
Han Jue's bland reaction made Zhang Yiman feel that his guess was low.
"No, no, you're 35," Zhang Yiman continued to guess.
"Almost, closer, come on."
Han Jue ran the train with his mouth full. "37,38" Zhang Yiman really continued to guess.
"Pretty much."
Han Jue was thinking about why the meal hadn't come up yet, and at the same time perfunctory enthusiasm for Zhang Yiman's age.
Zhang Yiman thought that Han Juelian said that two almost meant this number, so he stopped guessing with satisfaction.
As she expected, the other party was an uncle.
She also admired her foresight.
"Wow, you must be a senior," Zhang Yiman asked Han Jue.
"It's okay, it's definitely earlier than you debuted anyway."
Han Jue answered by counting the debut year of his predecessor.
"Then do you have any advice for a newcomer like me who has just entered the entertainment industry?"
"If you suggest it, don't rush to express your opinion, your opinion doesn't matter.
Hold on, boil.
Han Jue reviewed the acting career of his predecessor, and his predecessor had too many ideas of his own, and those ideas were not clever, so he couldn't blame others for being cold, he blamed himself.
Therefore, it is better for most newcomers to follow the company's plan, at least safely.
Han Jue thought so, and he did it himself, but it may not be in the future, but it was also after he Han Jue got out of the current rookie period.
Zhang Yiman nodded in the dark.
Han Jue's answer was unexpectedly sincere, beyond her expectations.
It seems that this uncle's heart is not all bad "By the way, uncle, do you know Sister Lin Qin" Zhang Yiman accidentally said what he wanted to be called.
Han Jue didn't care, in his mind, a 20-year-old who called himself 30 years old was nothing to call him uncle.
"Lin Qin doesn't know."
"But you wrote that her favorite female artist is her."
"To give you a free lesson, in the entertainment industry, know but don't know, know but are not familiar, familiar but don't care, care but don't like, like but don't know, know but don't know this cycle, in the social circle of the entertainment industry, people's hearts are roughly such a inconclusive order."
In fact, no matter which circle of socialization, it can probably be applied.
"Uncle, you know so much, no one has ever told me this, after I go out later, can I pay attention to your micro trumpet" After Zhang Yiman changed his opinion of Han Jue a little, he wanted to get to know him.
She naturally knows that the star's tuba is very boring, and it may even be the studio, and the agent is taking care of it.
In the face of Zhang Yiman's request, Han Jue decisively refused, not to mention that there was no trumpet, even if there was, he would not give it.
Just kidding, after becoming his friend, how could he be willing to pit his friend's ratings.
Han Jue wanted to whitewash his reasons, he said: "Tell you young people about the traditional morality of the Chinese entertainment industry: an old-school artist like me, the artists who are resting in the same waiting room when recording the show, when they play with their mobile phones side by side, listen to each other's voices of swiping Weite, and don't ask each other's Weite accounts." ” "Why?"
Zhang Yiman was puzzled.
At this time, the waiter brought two plates of food, and Han Jue planned to eat in the dark first, and waiting for half an hour in an environment full of the smell of rice was a torture.
"Where did you come from so many why, think for yourself."
Han Jue said politely, and then ate it.
"Oh, uncle, some of what you said does make sense, but your personality has to be changed to be likable."
Probably because of the food, Zhang Yiman chewed the food in his mouth and spoke a lot more relaxed.
Letting a senior change his personality is not something that ordinary artists dare to say.
"Girl, that's how my personality is, this can't be changed, after all, we can't change our constellation."
Han Jue ate in the dark with a novel mentality, and was still guessing what he was eating.
In this world, the constellation is still prevalent, and the constellation has this charm.
People still believe that the trajectory of the stars in the distance determines their lives.
Zhang Yiman puffed out his mouth, thinking about it, and then the corners of his mouth slowly and silently raised.
She is the kind of girl who believes in constellations very much, although she heard the sarcasm from Han Jue's words, she just didn't get angry at this time.
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"Then can you give me your phone number, if I don't understand something, I can ask you."
Zhang Yiman had already thrown Sister Qin's advice to Java.
I want to get Han Jue's contact information, and I want to know someone like this.
It is true that Han Jue is not a gentleman, not gentle and not sunny, but the first time he came into contact with Zhang Yiman, who had Han Jue's character, was probably the first time to experience what it was like to chat with interesting people.
As everyone knows, Sister Qin was outside the restaurant through the director's monitoring screen, and when she heard this, her whole person was about to be bad.
"I can't."
Han Jue coldly refused.
"Why" Zhang Yiman was disappointed.
"Because my number is not a pretty number, it is not worthy of your mobile phone."
Han Jue finished eating, and pretended to be depressed while wiping his face.
Say it like it's true.
"Ah, I don't mind" Zhang Yiman didn't understand this reason, so he said weakly.
"I don't mind."
Han Jue said firmly.
Zhang Yiman was quite caught off guard in the face of Han Jue's refusal.
In Zhang Yiman's long memory, no one has ever been able to refuse her request for contact information.
She felt that it must be the dark environment that made her invincible and cute appearance useless.
Now he had to prove that he was in vain, so he had to give up, so Zhang Yiman ate violently, planning to finish eating early and go out early.
Let Han Jue see what she looks like, and then regret not giving her her contact information "Did the director tell you where you are going to go later" Han Jue looked like a big man, lying back crookedly, baring his teeth and asking.
"Of course."
"Of course, of course, yes or no."
"Yes" Zhang Yiman felt as if a knife-like look had scraped on her body just now, making her shiver.
Obediently continue to eat.
After the meal, they chatted a little bit about what they didn't have, and Zhang Yiman was taken out of the restaurant first.
Went to the next venue and waited for the meeting.
Han Jue and Zhang Yiman didn't ask each other's names during the meal, just because they were told by the agent and director in advance.
Meeting is also a highlight, so don't reveal your identity while eating.
After Han Jue came out, he couldn't help but raise his hand to block out the bright light outside.
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