The final place to eat was chosen in the cafeteria of Aidu.
After thanking the producers and sound recorders sent by Aidu to help, Zhang Yiman took Han Jue to the cafeteria.
The staff of the program team ate in shifts, and they had to continue to shoot them.
When I came down, it was already a little later than the normal meal, but there was still a chef in the cafeteria.
Artists or trainees can eat as they like, and it is common to miss meal time as soon as they practice.
So when Han Jue and Zhang Yiman arrived at the cafeteria with the cameraman, there were still a few artists sitting in the cafeteria.
When the artists saw Zhang Yiman, the company's mascot, they greeted them very warmly.
Zhang Yiman was a little shy.
Since she participated in the first episode of Let's Love Bar, everyone in the company who is familiar with her will tease her with this when she sees Zhang Yiman.
What Xiaoman is also a big girl, when did she bring people to the company for everyone to inspect and inspect, Zhang Yiman blushed and waved her hand again and again every time, unable to resist.
This time I was caught.
And those artists saw Han Jue next to Zhang Yiman, but their faces were wonderful in their own ways, they exchanged glances, and then looked at Han Jue, which was a little meaningful.
Lin Qin is the most natural expression among several people.
They didn't greet Han Jue, but Han Jue didn't care, and nodded at them to say hello.
It is said to be a cafeteria, but the delicacy of the dishes is still okay.
Zhang Yiman was in a familiar place, as if he had a home advantage, pulling Han Jue's sleeve and running left and right in front of a plate of dishes, recommending Han Jue which one was delicious.
However, often before the introduction of this dish was finished, he couldn't help but pick up another dish and put it in Han Jue's hand.
The last two sat down at a table in the corner.
Fixed cameras had been placed on and around the table, and Han Jue was glad that it wasn't the cameraman who was shooting around him, otherwise he might not be able to eat.
The director and screenwriters sat off-camera, a little away from Han Jue and them, watching the recording live.
After the two of them sat down, they started to eat, they ate very seriously, they didn't talk at all, and they didn't serve each other's dishes, as if they were really eating for the sake of eating, and it didn't look like they were filming a love reality show at all.
Han Jue was seriously tasting the dishes and immersed himself in his own world, while Zhang Yiman was absentmindedly eating a grain of rice, listening to the light smile from the artist at the table just now, his face became more and more red, and he ate more and more slowly, like sitting on pins and needles.
The two of them ate for about 5 minutes, and there was still no interaction, not even the sound of the dishes and chopsticks colliding.
The only sound coming in from the radio was the laughter of the chef in the distance, and the laughter of the artists at the table.
"I'm fine, I'm fine, expected, expected, really, I'm fine."
The director said to the screenwriters around him with a sincere face, waving his hand nonchalantly, as if he had seen through the warmth and coldness of the world.
However, those screenwriters haven't actually looked at the director, they think this kind of truth is quite interesting, and let the director go anxiously if they are anxious, in short, the screenwriters think that even if they don't say anything, as long as they are in the same frame, it is very eye-catching.
In the dark, Han Jue still seemed to be unable to bear to direct a one-man show, so this silence was quickly broken.
When Zhang Yiman, who was absent-minded, clamped a pea, he didn't clamp it firmly, allowing the peas to fall on the table.
Han Jue's eyes froze.
"Hurry up, clamp it up, clamp it up three two" Han Jue urged Zhang Yiman, just like an instructor urging the recruits.
Zhang Yiman heard Han Jue's hurried and urgent tone, and when she came to her senses, she panicked and wanted to pick up the beans, but when she heard that Han Jue didn't pick them up when she counted to one, she simply picked them up with her hand and stuffed them into her mouth.
"It's dangerous," Zhang Yiman said with palpitations as he propped up the table.
"Okay."
Han Jue returned to a flat expression.
"Uncle, why is it that if you eat something on the table within three seconds, there will be no bacteria, and there will be nothing wrong if you eat it, I heard that in some places it is five seconds, and in some places it is six seconds," Zhang Yiman was frightened by what happened just now, so he didn't listen to the movement of that table, but diverted his attention to Han Jue, "I asked my father, and he said that the time to pick up food is inversely proportional to the level of wealth, and he didn't give me a standard answer." ” Han Jue looked around with his eyes, lowered his voice and said, "Actually, the reason why I counted down to three counts" Zhang Yiman stared at Han Jue seriously.
"It's because within three seconds, picking up something and eating it is not easy for others to see it."
Han Jue whispered.
Zhang Yiman's eyes widened, as if he had heard something in the world.
"Look, they didn't notice what you just dropped on the table."
Han Jue gestured with his eyes, pointing to the table where he had greeted Zhang Yiman just now.
"Mm-hmm" Zhang Yiman nodded excitedly, she recalled that when she ate beans just now, she didn't seem to hear laughter from that table.
"Eat."
Han Jueyun was light and breezy, as if he had taught a trivial life hack.
Of course, Zhang Yiman didn't know that when the show was broadcast here, the program team would post subtitles in the later stage: In fact, no matter how many seconds it takes, as long as the food falls on the table, bacteria will be attached to the surface, and if you want to pick it up and eat it, the shorter the time, the better.
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It's definitely not the reason that Teacher Han said, don't be misled by Teacher Zhang's expression.
Seeing that the two of them began to eat their own food again, the atmosphere turned silence into a kitchen again.
It felt like a boys' dormitory in a university.
Several people do their own things all day, and then suddenly remember something, they can talk at any time, and after the conversation, they continue to do their own things.
Refreshing and direct, you don't have to think about each other at all.
Han Jue and Zhang Yiman are comfortable, but the director is very uncomfortable.
So, while Han Jue and the others were eating, the four artists from the same company who had greeted Zhang Yiman before the table walked to Han Jue's table.
Han Jue and Zhang Yiman sat at this table in order to put a camera on the table, so it was a six-person table, and there were four people on the other side, and the number of people sitting down was just right.
They were proposed by Sister Qin and the director agreed before they entered the camera to interact.
Sister Qin is holding the idea that the camera will not rub in vain, and the director thinks that as long as Han Juezhang Yiman is not allowed to speak, it will be fine.
"Hello, Mr.
Han."
They greeted Han Jue politely in front of the camera.
Han Jue and Zhang Yiman sat facing each other, and if the four of them wanted to sit down, one of them would inevitably sit next to Han Jue.
When they rushed to sit on Zhang Yiman's side in order not to get close to Han Jue, the nearest source of pollution, Lin Qin took the initiative to sit next to Han Jue.
"Hi Miss Lin."
Han Jue had an impression of Lin Qin, he didn't know that Lin Qin and Zhang Yiman were in the same company, and he felt a little embarrassed in addition to being a bit of a coincidence.
He remembers that when he first wrote about his favorite female artist on the questionnaire, it was Lin Qin.
"Finally met, Mr.
Han," Lin Qin smiled politely and sincerely.
"Eh, Mr.
Han, I watched the last issue before, you said that your favorite female artist is Lin Qin, and now that you see me, do you have anything to say" One of the female artists really grasped the pain point and planned to beat Han Jue, a water dog.
Doing things Shura Field is so easy to do Han Jue's face did not change.
Lin Qin also looked at Han Jue with interest, looking like she was waiting for Han Jue to tell her something.
Zhang Yiman also pursed his lips and looked at Han Jue.
Although she had told Lin Qin about this a long time ago, she even wanted to introduce Lin Qin and Han Jue to each other.
However, when Lin Qin and Han Jue really wanted to get to know each other now, she suddenly felt strange in her heart, she couldn't catch it, and she couldn't say it.
But this strange feeling was dispersed by Han Jue's next words.
"Can you swim" Han Jue glanced at Zhang Yiman's slightly pursed mouth, turned around and asked Lin Qin with a smile.
Lin Qin felt strange, but still shook his head and replied, "No." ” Han Jue shrugged regretfully and said, "I won't either." ” "So you want to learn to swim with Lin Qin," someone quipped.
"No, I want to say, I'm afraid Lin Qin and I can't both fall in love, that will drown."
Han Jue said solemnly, as if this was really a very serious matter.
Then Han Jue smiled and said to Zhang Yiman: "Do you know how to swim?"
"I know how to swim super well," Zhang Yiman raised his hand.
Those artists, including Lin Qin, all looked at Zhang Yiman with teasing eyes and made a mouth shape.
Zhang Yiman covered his face all of a sudden, twisted his body unrelentingly, and shouted that you were bullying me.
Then one of them seemed to think of something, looked at Han Jue with a bright face, and said: "You see, you're the one who has a "girlfriend" now.
Then if a woman with a good figure and good looks sits on your lap, will you be tempted?"
Han Jue saw Zhang Yiman's obvious stop writhing and listening with his ears pricked up, Han Jue was very surprised and said, "Why would I let people sit on my lap?"
This female artist raised her eyebrows and sighed in her heart.
"Then when you party with friends, if a girl drinks too much, will you send her home?"
Listening to these questions, Han Jue recalled the fear of being dominated in his previous life.
Once my girlfriend in my previous life asked these ultimate questions one by one according to Weibo, and if I didn't answer well, it was a mess of punches, and I couldn't help but tremble when I thought about it.
Now when I listen to these questions, I just feel that they are all pediatrics, and it is easy.
Oh, you don't know what I've been through, but I've crawled out of hell.
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Han Jue smiled slightly: "I never attend a party with girls." ” "What if your ex-girlfriend forcibly kisses you in front of Xiao Man" The female artist frowned, feeling tricky.
Zhang Yiman put down the hand covering his face, opened his eyes wide, and waited curiously for Han Jue's answer.
Han Jue was puzzled: "Why did I meet my ex-girlfriend" "You are so good at answering, you must have talked about a lot of girlfriends" This one saw that every sentence didn't work, and felt that Han Jue's desire to survive was simply too strong, and in her experience, Han Jue had at least experienced the fancy test of a two-digit girlfriend.
"You are so idle, you must have no object," Han Jueyun replied lightly.
The female artist gritted her teeth.
The female artist No. 2, who was sitting next to Zhang Yiman, saw that her colleague was defeated in front of Han Jue, and felt that she wanted to get back to this field, so she bit her ear at Zhang Yiman and whispered.
After finishing it, he looked at Han Jue with a smug face and said, "Guess what I'm doing" Han Jue wasn't curious at all what she whispered, he didn't care: "You're pretending to be funny and swaying your narcissism." ” Female artist No. 2 choked.
"Xiaoman, this boyfriend of yours is too ungentlemanly, he wants to win us everywhere, and he is not afraid to make us cry."
Female artist No. 3 took the baton.
"If you cry like this, then your tears are really worthless."
Han Jue held his chin and said lazily.
"Oh, uncle, don't say a word" Zhang Yiman patted Han Jue with disgust, but she knew how uncomfortable Han Jue could say to people.
Today's these people are Zhang Yiman's past.
Han Jue shrugged and stopped talking.
Lin Qin didn't come up to become the fourth, Yu Qing has a good impression of Han Jue, there is no need to be weird, Yu Li is a foreign artist, she doesn't dare to be casual in front of the camera.
In addition to Lin Qin, the three female artists will no longer talk to Han Jue in the future, mainly chatting with Zhang Yiman and creating shots for Zhang Yiman.
Han Jue enjoyed himself and slowly ate the rest of the dishes.
Then the meal ended.
Although it was not a happy meal, the director was quite satisfied.
Judging from his cunning eyes, and thanks to the ultimate questions asked by the three artists to torture their boyfriends, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman remembered that we were originally a couple, otherwise with the rhythm of Han Jue and Zhang Yiman, I don't know when we will enter the role.
Now watching Zhang Yiman say goodbye to his artist friends, turning his head and glaring at Han Jue coquettishly, the corners of the director's mouth have a smile on the villain behind the scenes.
"Uncle, you have changed the character of this angry man" Zhang Yiman wrinkled his delicate nose, but a smile appeared.
"Eh, I told you this, the constellation can't be changed."
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