This star is from the earth

Laziness in the afternoon does not distinguish between seasons.

Even though there were very few customers on Thirty Day, the bookstore was still well heated. The window of the bookstore is bright and clean. Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the branches swaying in the cold wind and the passers-by walking with their shoulders hunched. So people are more sleepy.

A little girl was sitting cross-legged on the ground in a corner with a book in front of her, but her head was falling asleep bit by bit. Lin Qin heard a young man yawn not far away, and yawned contagiously.

"Aren't you sleepy?" Lin Qin asked Han Jue, wiping away tears.

"Not sleepy." Han Jue shook his head.

Although Han Jue likes to take a nap, he usually has the habit of taking a nap for half an hour. But now he is not sleepy at all, because he quite enjoys the feeling in the bookstore.

In particular, he has never read most of these books in the bookstore.

Han Jue has been in this world for more than half a year. Even though he has picked up books to read whenever he has free time in the past six months, compared to the world, even with so many unfamiliar books sold in this bookstore, what he has read is just a drop in the ocean. I don't know how long it will take to complete the book of this world.

Hu Shi said, fearing that the truth is endless, every inch of progress is full of joy.

So Han Jue is not very depressed. With so many books waiting to be slaughtered, it was too late for him to be happy.

In the previous life, domestic bookstores usually had a large number of textbooks and tutorial books for junior high and high schools, as well as a huge number of test papers. Because teaching materials in the publishing industry have always been the category with the highest sales volume, coupled with the learning environment for students, at least half of a bookstore sells study guide books and test papers.

In his previous life, even though Han Jue had graduated from school for a long time, whenever he went into the bookstore and saw the overflowing textbooks, he still felt uncomfortable.

Finally, I don't have to see them again in this life.

Han Jue and Lin Qin strolled through the sea of ​​books together.

Lin Qin is a foreigner. Although the Chinese language has made great progress, it is very difficult to read books in other Chinese languages ​​except comics, and it is even more difficult to read books by famous authors. Although Han Jue knew Chinese, he didn't know which books contained what kind of content. So the two walked between the bookcases, picking up books blindly, flipping through whatever they got.

Talking about a mutual acquaintance friend can indeed quickly shorten the distance between two unfamiliar people.

After half a year of training as an artist, Han Jue finally doesn't have to make the number of times he speaks proportional to the number of times he meets. When you meet a beautiful girl, you don't have to hide far away.

Now he is communicating well with Lin Qin.

"I remember you came to China not long ago, right?" Han Juefan looked at a copy of "He Tu: Talk Well", and asked Lin Qin, "Is your work going well?"

"Let's not be lukewarm," Lin Qin shook his head, then chuckled, "But compared with the company's expected effect, it should not be considered smooth."

Han Jue was silent. At the beginning, Lin Qin was the main guest of "Tucao Big Show", and he must have invested a lot of resources because he was optimistic about her, but the effect was getting worse and worse, and he really didn't see Lin Qin on TV.

But Han Jue could feel that Lin Qin really didn't mind such things.

[How can such a salty fish become a star...] Han Jue complained in his heart. Completely forget who I was a few months ago.

"Huh?" Lin Qin suddenly saw a book, and took it out of curiosity, then showed Han Jue the cover of the book in his hand, and asked, "Have you read "The Art of Language"?"

"No." Han Jue shook his head.

"Ah..." Lin Qin was a little disappointed.

Han Jue was a little confused.

Soon, Lin Qin cheered up again, looked at Han Jue and said, "Then, would you recommend me some books to improve eloquence? Chinese ones."

"You want to improve your eloquence?" Han Jue raised his eyebrows. He felt that this salted fish was quite motivated, and he wanted to improve his eloquence so that he could recover his decline in the show.

"yes."

"Then you can ask about this kind of thing online, there are so many experts on the Internet." Han Jue felt strange.

"I trust you more in this kind of thing." Lin Qin looked at Han Jue firmly.

"Trust me? Why do you believe me?" Han Jue was taken aback.

"Because you quarrel more fiercely." Lin Qin's eyes seemed to be shining.

"..."

"You can speak so fiercely in "Tucao Daxiu" without a manuscript. You are the most quarrelsome person I know. So what books do you read to improve your eloquence? Recommend me?"

"Enough is enough, I can't be proud of being praised like this by you..." Han Jue stopped, "Why are you improving your eloquence?"

"Recently, my popularity has been getting worse and worse. The company and my agent are a little anxious, and I am also very embarrassed. Then I want to go online to listen to what those netizens who criticize me have to say. If there are really shortcomings Then I might improve it and maybe it will work.

Then I went to discuss and reason with a netizen who often criticized me, but he mocked me with words from various books, and asked me to read more books and Chinese history before discussing with them," Lin Qin Casually flipping through the "The Art of Language" in his hand, his tone was a bit sullen, "Actually, my Chinese history score is higher than that of Sakura Country. "

Lin Qin was a little surprised that she had said everything. After thinking about it, I probably think that Han Jue can empathize with this kind of thing.

However, Han Jue shook his head.

"I'll give you a suggestion: leave him alone. Generally, those who refute other people's arguments with [read more books] and [read more history] on the Internet are often just people who haven't read the books well. They may have memorized The conclusions in many books are regarded as my own opinions, but I don’t have any thinking of my own.” Han Jue sneered disdainfully, then flicked the book in his hand with his fingers, making a loud sound, “Read the book through. A person who will directly find the weakest link in a person's argument, and then hit the nail on the head. So you are wasting time discussing with them, and reasoning with black fans is even more self-defeating. If you have that energy, you might as well play a few games Play the game and practice how to curse people."

Lin Qin listened in awe. Sure enough, professionals are different from ordinary people.

"You are so good, did you practice it in actual combat?" Lin Qin's character is doomed that she is not good at swearing, and she has a kind of respect from the bottom of her heart when facing people who are good at swearing.

However, Han Jue shook his head, with a peaceful expression on his face, and said, "No, I actually seldom have disputes with others."

Lin Qin was surprised, and looked at Han Jue with an expression of "You're lying".

Han Jue felt uncomfortable under Lin Qin's gaze, so he had to explain: "Don't look at me, although I scold black fans and scold others, but scolding is not a dispute, and scolding is to make the other party as uncomfortable as possible. I don't have to consider the other party's physical and mental feelings. .Argument is different."

"The reason for disputes is that the two people's understanding is not thorough enough. Either the subject of the dispute, or the current level of understanding of the other party," Han Jue said in the book "He Tu: Talk Well" Put the book back on the bookcase, "So, it is very tiring to either establish the theme or improve the cognitive level of a certain party. Why waste time and energy on netizens."

"So there is no need to argue with that netizen at all, am I actually playing the piano against the cow?"

Han Jue glanced at Lin Qin and said, "You are not strong enough. In order to defend against the bar, I suggest you be more humble. It is better to use the idiom [chicken and duck talk]."

Although Lin Qin was wearing a mask, she still couldn't help covering her mouth with her hand and laughing habitually: "Okay."

"You know a lot of idioms." Han Jue turned around and walked to the side.

"It's okay," Lin Qin followed, "I have always had good grades in Chinese."

"Then if you have learned some idioms, you won't get into such a boring dispute."

"What idiom?" Lin Qin was surprised, "Hide your strengths and bide your time? Kill someone with a knife?"

"Not those," Han Jue almost staggered, "For example...you must do it if you look good."

"Words must be done?" Lin Qin was even more surprised, "I know this idiom. It means: if you say it, you must do it..."

Han Jue shook his head: "It's a textbook explanation, but it's not an idiom. [Beautiful appearance must be able to do it] means-you are good-looking, and you can do whatever you want."

Lin Qin: "???"

"And some ugly people, no matter what they do, it's not right. This is called [no face to be right]." Han Jue continued to popularize the idiom.

"Ah..." Lin Qin was stunned, seeing Han Jue's serious face, he wasn't talking nonsense. So she was churning with the knowledge she had learned in the previous ten years of Chinese language classes in her head.

"A good-looking person is often of great importance in the crowd. This is called [One Yan Jiuding]."

"Ah!...what the hell!" Lin Qin finally realized that the [yan] that Han Jue said was [yan] instead of [yan]. Then his face turned red, and he punched Han Jue's shoulder a few times.

"Hahaha." Han Jue smiled and gave Lin Qin a heavy beating.

After Lin Qin threw a few punches at Han Jue angrily, she finally knew what happened to Xiao Man who couldn't resist hitting Han Jue in the TV show.

She also persuaded Xiaoman before, saying that this may make the audience feel that she is violent. However, Zhang Yiman said angrily at that time [Uncle sometimes makes people want to beat him! I can't even control myself! 】

After beating Lin Qin, she laughed too.

"Ms. Han." She called.

It was an accident to meet Han Jue today, but it was even more unexpected to have such a happy chat. So I couldn't help but make fun of him.

Han Jue shuddered, and quickly replied: "Don't let Teacher Zhang listen."

"You have taught me so much, you deserve my respectful teacher," Lin Qin continued with a smile, apparently knowing that Han Jue's [illegal cram school] is being [severely cracked down] recently, "Mr. Han, Mr. Han. "

"Don't hurt me! If you really feel that you have learned something, you can use material things to pay for tuition, something real!" Han Jue looked solemn.

"Teacher Han..."

When the two of them chatted and laughed and left the bookcase labeled "Self-improvement", Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

【I'm too good. 】

Just now Lin Qin asked him to recommend a few books, but how could he recommend them. A perfunctory sentence [I was born with this, you can't learn it] is fine, but Lin Qin's speech is so miserable that Han Jue can't stand it.

If you can't listen to it and can't recommend a book list, you can only cook chicken soup on the spot. Even if the chicken soup is a bit bitter, there is nothing I can do about it, at least it seems to be working well now?

The two wandered to other bookcases to continue chatting and picking books.

Suddenly, Han Jue felt a black shadow flashing from the corner of his eye.

Han Jue looked over suddenly and found that it was just the back of a middle-aged man holding a camera.

[Not Xiao Zhou. 】Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

If Xiao Zhou heard those words just now, Xiao Zhou would be ecstatic and would write it down and put it on the Internet.

Then Han Jue was very distressed. [Beautiful appearance must be done], [No Yan thought], [One Yan Jiuding] These idioms that mislead others, he doesn't want to add a funny halo to himself, so that when he wants to sing serious songs on stage in the future, before he even opens his mouth, the audience will be stunned. It's all laughing, so what's the matter.

As for those words about black fans, Han Jue didn't care whether it was made public or not.

Recently, Han Jue practiced anti-Xiao Zhou's reconnaissance mode so well that he couldn't help but feel lingering fears during the holiday.

[I scare myself. 】

Han Jue smiled and was about to continue shopping in the bookstore.

but.

"Crack!" Lin Qin, who was standing next to Han Jue, patted Han Jue who was about to continue wandering.

"What's wrong?" Han Jue, who was photographed, was a little strange.

"What are you relaxing?" Lin Qin widened his eyes and looked at Han Jue with an even more strange expression.

"Can't you relax?" Han Jue scratched his head, still puzzled. 【That's not Xiao Zhou. 】

Lin Qin was even more puzzled, wondering if this was the alert Teacher Han just now?

Lin Qin's tone was gloomy, and she couldn't help but said, "That person was holding a camera just now, it's probably a reporter..."