Whether the middle-aged man who walked away with the camera was a reporter or a paparazzi, Han Jue no longer knows.
If the other party really took a photo, it would be useless to chase them down the street at this time.
Pulling, pulling, and making a lot of noise, which is very eye-catching, and may have fulfilled the other party's wishes.
The identity is not self-confessing, and the involvement is greater.
Besides, chasing may not be able to catch up.
Xiao Zhou participated in paparazzi training for a period of time after not being a trainee, saying that the basic skills of being a paparazzi are speed and physical strength, and he just entered the army, just like joining the army, every day except running is running, and then because he can't get out of the teacher quickly, he quit the training class.
At that time, Han Jue heard it and had to be happy for the loss of a general in the paparazzi world.
So Han Jue can only hope that the reporter or paparazzi will find the studio or Ai Du with the photos to exchange for money.
Lin Qin, who was disturbed by the reporter at the moment and was not in a good mood, had been next to Han Jue after patting Han Jue's arm, and suddenly realized that she and Han Jue were too intimate, and she was afraid that it would bring trouble, so she took a few steps back to open the distance, turned her back to the aisle, and played the role of a passerby who was picking up a book.
She secretly glanced around and found that there were no more suspicious people, and the character setting only recovered from a passerby to a friend of Han Jue.
Lin Qin put down a book to block his whole face, how did he practice the book cooking god, but when he turned his head, he saw Han Jue calmly flipping through a cooking book, and when he saw the wonders, he took out his mobile phone to take pictures and record it Lin Qin was surprised, lowered his voice and asked, "Why aren't you worried at all?"
"Because it's useless to worry about it now."
Han Jue's tone was lazy, and he didn't raise his head, like a campus scoundrel who was caught smoking and broke the jar.
Lin Qin looked at Han Jue like this, only felt that his chest was tight, and he couldn't get out in one breath.
Paparazzi or reporters, naturally, will not follow her such a dismal street artist, and she has been vigilant since she went out, and she has not found anyone to follow Since the last time she was followed and kidnapped in an attempt, the company gave her a well-secured apartment, and she has now developed the habit of observing whether she is being followed when she goes out.
So the reporter can only follow Han Jue, or really happen to meet him in a bookstore.
But no matter what reason the reporter appears in the bookstore, as the heavyweight ace guest of the celebrity hypothetical love variety show Let's Fall in Love, the imaginary boyfriend of the future diva Zhang Yiman, and the super-topic singer-songwriter with a lot of momentum, Han Jue should feel anxious at this time Even those with more eyes will wonder what role she plays in this matter.
Thinking of this, Lin Qin recalled that she slapped Han Jue's arm just now, and raised her hand to hide her smile, which was very similar to the action made by posing for a photo.
Such an unscrupulous artist for the sake of popularity and topics, she has also seen it in Sakura Country.
In China, the most developed place in the world for entertainment, it must not be a rare thing.
"Let's talk about it first, I didn't know you would come to the bookstore, don't think of me as the kind of hardworking female artist."
Lin Qin held up the comic book in his hand and joked.
In circles, ambition is not a pejorative term, ambition is hard work.
But Lin Qin is not such a person.
If you don't say a lot of things, I don't say it, and misunderstandings arise.
The seed of doubt is most afraid of people thinking too much.
In public and private, Lin Qin didn't want to have a misunderstanding with Han Jue, and the relationship deteriorated, so it was necessary to explain.
Han Jue heard these half-joking and half-explaining words, and immediately understood Lin Qin's intentions, turned his head, and met Lin Qin's eyes that were as gentle as autumn water but extremely serious.
Of course, Han Jue would not think that the reporter was brought by Lin Qin.
This is not only a sympathy between salted fish, but also because Han Jue knew that he walked into the bookstore on a whim, and when he entered the bookstore, he also went directly to the comic area, and it was also a matter of thought to find that comic book shonen weekly.
If Lin Qin wanted to play against him, he couldn't react so quickly.
But Han Jue always had a serious face, looked at Lin Qin with scrutinizing eyes, and made Lin Qin's heart sink.
"There is only one truth" Han Jue frowned, very solemn.
Lin Qin was stunned.
"The murderer is you," Han Jue raised his hand and pointed at Lin Qin.
Lin Qin's good-looking eyes widened, covering his mouth with one hand, and holding Han Jue's obstructive fingers with the other, and said in surprise: "Eh, you can speak the language of cherry blossoms."
At first, Han Jue was not used to noun changes such as Japanese changing into Sakura and Chinese into Huaxia, but now he has been able to deal with it calmly without changing his face.
Han Jue endured the pain of almost breaking his finger, silently withdrew his finger, changed it back to Huaxia and said: "A few words."
"Where did you learn it" Lin Qin was a little excited, and said it again in Sakura language, and then again in Huaxia language.
"I learned it with a few old friends.
There is a five-year-old potato imp named Nohara Shinnosuke, and a seven-year-old Grim Reaper elementary school student named Edogawa Conan, as well as Kakarot, Tinker Bell, and Naruto Uzumaki," Han Jue said this, I don't know what he thought, his eyes suddenly became blank, his face was pale, and he almost wanted to go crazy, "Also, there is Luffy hehe, and Xiaojie, hehehehe" Lin Qin blinked, not daring to talk again.
She felt that Han Jue had become like the neighbor old woman with the dead cat when she was a child, very pitiful.
"But you just said that the murderer is me, what do you mean" Lin Qin changed the topic, and finally remembered what Han Jue said, "You doubt me" "Ahem, I said it casually to liven up the atmosphere."
Han Jue looked at his new friend in Lin Qin's arms and said, "I'm sorry that I've been involved in this matter." ” Hearing Han Jue say this, Lin Qin waved his hand, and then bowed slightly in a panicked tone characteristic of the cherry blossom country, and began to play with Han Jue: "Ah, no, no, no, when the time comes, there will be a scandal if you are unlucky, I can be regarded as rubbing your popularity, I should say I'm sorry." ” "Whereever, I know that the rise in popularity is a kind of torture for you, causing you to suffer, and I should apologize."
Han Jue arched his hand very distinctively.
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"Ha" Lin Qin was a little surprised that Han Jue had been told about the artist's view, but she still took the trick and looked at Han Jue with pitiful eyes, "If this matter comes out today, you still have to explain it to Xiaoman, so as not to destroy your feelings, so I'm even more sorry for you." ” "What" Han Jue hammered his heart with his hand, as if he had been hit in the soft underbelly by this sentence.
In order to avoid continuing to fall into a strange circle with Lin Qin about who is more sorry for whom, Han Jue said: "Okay, okay, it's useless to talk about this now, let's think about a solution." ” Lin Qin smiled and said, "I will definitely let the company clarify, after all, I still want to mix in Aidu." ” Han Jue automatically filtered the second half of the sentence.
"However, that reporter probably won't recognize me," Lin Qin pointed to the two people who were still wearing hats, coats, and masks even in the warm bookstore, "My popularity is so low that I may not be able to rub the heat even if I want to, although it's a pity, but it also saves trouble." ” Han Jue shook his head, but he didn't think so.
Even Lin Qin can recognize him when he is fully armed, and others may also recognize him, indicating that this disguise is not 100% safe.
Moreover, both of them took off their sunglasses and showed their eyes.
Think about the fact that the legal channel usually only hits people with eyes, and that's because the eyes are the most easily recognizable part of the face.
In the entertainment industry where an artist can be recognized by fans with one hand, Han Jue does not have a fluke mentality.
"The reporter didn't recognize it, and someone would recognize it after it was sent."
Han Jue turned his head to look at Lin Qin's good-looking peach blossom eyes.
Lin Qin felt the landing of Han Jue's gaze, nodded, and put the sunglasses back.
Can't go any further.
In order to avoid being photographed by the second possible reporter paparazzi, they parted ways on the spot.
Han Jue never cared about the popularity of the other party when making friends in the circle, but he also easily did not exchange contact information.
I met Lin Qin a few times, and the impression was good.
Out of appreciation, Han Jue proposed to exchange contact information with Lin Qin.
Lin Qin happily accepted it, saying that if he couldn't scold others, he would look for him.
Han Jue smiled.
He knows that he is mean, venomous, and very egoistic, but at his age, he has learned the power of gentleness.
It is not easy to be a gentle person, it is not cowardly nor muddy, gentle people have their own attitudes.
Meekness is in a way an "anti-humanity" because it embraces others and inhibits oneself.
Han Jue couldn't restrain himself, but it didn't prevent him from appreciating people like Lin Qin.
Han Jue proposed to exchange contact information, ostensibly for follow-up communication, but in fact, it was also convenient for Lin Qin to borrow it after reading the comic book Shonen Weekly.
According to Lin Qin herself, there are many, many comics in her apartment.
Han Jue was very moved when he heard this, and felt that there were many new friends waiting for him at Lin Qin's house Han Jue ended up buying two books.
One is a novel, and the other is also a novel.
After the payment was completed, Lin Qin could no longer be seen when he turned around.
Han Jue put on his sunglasses and walked outside the bookstore.
At this time, the time is about three o'clock, when the street is lively, and the atmosphere of Chinese New Year's Eve has begun to permeate.
Han Jue hid his light gray scarf and blended into the crowd, like a drop of water falling into the sea.
Everyone walks the streets with the history of a lifetime, half a month of mourning.
However, the Spring Festival is the biggest and most important festival of the year, and the joy of the Spring Festival is enough to dilute everyone's bad feelings.
The closer the time is to night, the more excited the people on the street become, and relatives and friends wish each other a good feeling, which is very ceremonial.
For Chinese people, the real beginning of the new year is after the Spring Festival, and after Chinese New Year's Eve, all bad luck and bad luck will remain in the old year.
Chinese people have believed in this legend since childhood, like believing in a true thing, because those who don't believe in it have been beaten by their parents.
Han Jue was not one of the happy crowd, but the closer he got to the stray dog adoption center, the more excited he became.
It is barely in line with the festive atmosphere, and it is no longer out of place.
It is said that he no longer has dogs, but his love for dogs is indelible.
Han Jue felt the presence of a large group of dogs outside the door of the adoption center from afar, so he couldn't hold back the desire to pet the dog's head in his heart.
I hurriedly got out of the car and walked in briskly towards the main entrance of the adoption center.
There was excitement on his face that couldn't be hidden.
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