This star is from the earth

(PS This word count is not charged: In fact, I wrote most of the second chapter, but I didn’t have time to revise it, because I was really sleepy. Although I really want to finish the second chapter and post it, but for the sake of my life, I still can’t. In addition , you should be able to resume the two updates tomorrow, so I dare to suggest that you save this chapter and save it for tomorrow evening.)

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【bless all of you? Next life! 】Zhang Yaohui roared in his heart, wishing to tear Han Jue into pieces.

"This is the first time we met, Dad can't send blessings hastily." Zhang Yaohui took a sip of tea to calm his throbbing temples, and regained his spring-like smile.

Zhang Yiman pouted, feeling very dissatisfied that her father did not send blessings immediately.

Han Jue, who was relieved and regretted the evaluation of "mature" to Sha Niu before, in order to prevent Sha Niu from embarrassing the topic again, he quickly pushed the stainless steel cup filled with water to Zhang Yiman, Say, "Are you thirsty? Come, have some tea."

Sure enough, Zhang Yiman stopped paying attention to her father, and happily picked up the teacup. He touched it first, then took a sip, and said pitifully to Han Jue with those lively eyes: "It's ice."

Han Jue nodded, subconsciously turned around and raised his hand to call for the waiter, saying that he wanted a glass of room temperature water or some other hot drink.

Zhang Yiman sat there pretty, watching the conversation between Han Jue and the waiter. Han Jue turned around and asked her [Is coffee okay], [Orange juice at room temperature is okay], and she responded twice.

Act like no one else, act like no one else.

Falling in love is the same as flattering, and no third party is allowed to stand on the sidelines.

Zhang Yaohui on the opposite side of the table was rubbing his temples with his hands at this time, adjusting his breathing, inhaling and exhaling, otherwise he felt that he would be mad at any time. Let's put it aside in the past, Han Jue's current job is his, okay?

"Give me and Xiaoman a cup of hot milk." Zhang Yaohui felt that if he didn't speak, there would be nothing wrong with him here.

"Ah!" Zhang Yiman suddenly looked at Zhang Yaohui in surprise, as if she had just realized that her father was still sitting here.

"..." Zhang Yaohui forced a smile.

Looking at Zhang Yaohui's expression, Han Jue suddenly felt that it was really pitiful to be the father of a silly girl.

After ordering, the three of them cleaned up their emotions and were about to start chatting while sitting at the table.

"It doesn't feel like a stranger." Zhang Yaohui regained his composure and looked directly at Han Jue, "Xiaoman will think of you at home after recording this program for a long time. For example, some strange life stories Common sense, and some unfamiliar buzzwords like [People are hard to tear down], it is said that you taught them."

"I also heard from Xiaoman... about you, Uncle..." I was stung by a bee, and I couldn't find the spatula.

"Yes, I said a lot about my father at noon." Zhang Yiman confirmed.

"Really? Then I'll watch it when the time comes," Zhang Yaohui was surprised, and then he was eager to see what his daughter would say about him. "After every issue is released, I will watch it at home with Xiaoman. "

"Every issue..." Han Jue sighed.

"Every issue!" Zhang Yaohui affirmed.

"Every issue~" Zhang Yiman also joined in the fun, but her focus must be on Han Jue praising her.

Han Jue felt a toothache and wanted to run away. This dignified boss of the group, who doesn't work hard, is it so idle? Watch every episode? Well now, the clips of bullying silly girls and making silly girls cry must have been seen.

really. Zhang Yaohui began to talk about the so-called episode that impressed him the most.

I saw Zhang's father holding the stainless steel cup, like an old cadre recalling the past, full of nostalgia: "The episode that impressed me the most was the time when Xiaoman bought a lollipop and cried, ouch, crying so much That was miserable. I laughed as happily as you did at the time."

The last sentence was addressed to Han Jue.

Han Juegan laughed and said, "Ah, that's the effect of the show."

"I didn't cry!" Zhang Yiman was also shy, "I just ate a lollipop, so sweet that the tear glands automatically secreted it!"

"Okay, okay." Father Zhang begged for forgiveness.

Han Jue escaped a catastrophe.

"Xiaoman is not as beautiful as me and her mother, and only inherited one percent of her mother's appearance. And her personality is the kind that is easy to be taken to an amusement park and leave her alone. Mind It’s not delicate, careless. He likes to cry and giggle, so,” Zhang’s father listed a bunch of shortcomings under Zhang Yiman’s fierce stare, and then asked, “What do you like about Xiaoman?”

Han Jue was questioned and fell into deep thought:

[Yeah, you have devalued her good looks and character, so how can I praise it? How can I praise this? He also loves to cry and laugh, which means that the two roads are blocked and there is no way out. 】

Zhang Yiman was also very curious about this question, blinking her eyes, looking straight at Han Jue, waiting for his answer.

Faced with two pressures, Han Jue thought seriously, seriously.

Likes are bound to be liked, although it may not be that kind of [like], but that kind of [feeling] must be there, and [feeling] is the mother of [like], whether there will be that kind of [like] in the future, I can’t say no allow.

But Han Jue is now carefully thinking about the place where the silly girl attracted him. He thought that there was nothing to boast about, but he unexpectedly recalled many scenes.

Thinking of the first time she and Sha Niu recorded the meeting session of "Let's Fall in Love", she raised her fist and said that scolding him was scolding the two of them, and she would scold back at that time. Afterwards, she did indeed do that, and was once managed by the company's Weibo account.

Thinking of Sha Niu lying sideways on the sofa after listening to him sing "That Woman", refusing to let him see her crying. It seems to be a hundred times more sad than himself.

He thought that on the first day he entered the cohabitation house, he wanted to be lazy and lie on the bed and sleep for a while, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the eyes of the silly girl who was close at hand, and smelled her good smell.

I thought of the way Sha Niu held the ugly bear in the amusement park and refused to let it go.

I thought of the way the little soft silly girl in her arms abandoned the ugly bear to embrace him during the hug, and the way she held his hand tightly at the highest point of the roller coaster, comforting him softly, and talking about 【Then I'll die with you】This sentence came without thinking.

I thought of the slight weight on my back this morning, and the temperature that penetrated through the down jacket in the cold wind in the afternoon.

I also thought of...

Too much.

Han Jue suddenly realized that unknowingly, some irrelevant or disturbing things had quietly occupied a place in his memory. These long or short clips are not necessarily the moments that make Han Jue's heart flutter, but there is no doubt that they are definitely the most memorable and cherished memories of Han Jue since he was in this world.

"What do I like about her? I like her healing smile, her simplicity, her carelessness, her kindness, and her optimism. Xiaoman is the kind of person who makes people let go of their guards. Xiaoman There are many things to like. Without Xiaoman, I might not be who I am now."

After Han Jue finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Yiman and smiled, feeling a little embarrassed.

Zhang Yiman propped his arms on the table, holding his face, tilting his gaze, and smiling at Han Jue. The eyes are bright and the cheeks are red.

[This is the first time uncle calls me Xiaoman, and it is also the first time uncle says he likes me. 】

Han Jue looked at Zhang Yiman, and suddenly said a word from Lao She——[There are not many truths in this world, and a woman's blush is better than a long paragraph of dialogue. 】