This star is from the earth

There are two situations when a man likes a girl.

Some girls, when you see her, you want to have a healthy sweat in bed with her in the future; while some girls, when you see her, you just want to write poems to her.

"I'll read you a poem." Han Jue said to Zhang Yiman who had been in his arms for twenty minutes.

"Okay, okay~" Zhang Yiman was very happy, but Han Jue, a big fool, could write poems for her.

"Then listen carefully." Something was brewing in Han Jue's eyes.

"Mmm." Zhang Yiman responded abruptly, his eyes brightened, and he gently stroked the silly dog ​​in his arms.

After the silly dog ​​couldn't break free from Zhang Yiman's embrace, he resigned to his fate and continued to sleep with his belly open.

Han Jue moistened his throat, then read in a low voice in a soothing and grainy voice:

"When you are old and gray and sleepy,

Nodding by the fire, take down this poem,

Read slowly, recalling the softness of your eyes in the past,

Remembering their heavy shadows of yore..."

It is a new poem that has never appeared before.

Zhang Yiman stopped the movement of Shun Mao, quietly, listening carefully to the picture depicted in Han Jue's words.

The slanting light approaching dusk outside the window renders the interior of the house as a warm haven.

The sun shines on the soft taupe sofa, on which a man, a woman and a dog are lying.

The man was reading poetry, the woman was listening to poetry, and the dog was sleeping among them.

The light is just right, the atmosphere is just right, the mood is just right.

As beautiful as a pictorial.

Mensao's directors and screenwriters were suddenly intoxicated by this beautiful movie-like picture and couldn't extricate themselves.

They feel that this is the plot they want! This is the correct way to open the star imaginary love variety show "Let's Fall in Love"!

[The wait is finally here! 】They want to celebrate with excitement.

until they finish listening.

Han Jue took a quick glance at Zhang Yiman, and then continued to use the subwoofer with the same tone: "...Since you have recalled so much, then, you might as well think back to the time when I read this poem, That old sore waist, those bloody legs, and my face that pretends to be calm."

"..."

For a moment the director couldn't manage his expression anymore. His jaw dropped at a rate of five centimeters per second, and his whole body became very sluggish.

"???"

The screenwriters straightened up in an instant, their heads looked up as if they had been punched, and their expressions were ravaged like someone rubbing mahjong. Their faces were full of absurdity: "Oh, I'm so big..."

"Grass!" Xiao Zhou yelled out the last word that the screenwriters hesitated to say.

This word is in the hearts of everyone except Guan Yi and Sister Qin.

In the cohabitation hut.

Every time Han Jue asked Zhang Yiman to [recall] a little more, Zhang Yiman's smile became less and less, and finally she looked at Han Jue expressionlessly.

Han Jue didn't move his head, but his eyes flicked around. Seeing that Zhang Yiman was staring at him, he fled away as soon as he touched his eyes.

"Sour?" Zhang Yiman looked down at Han Jue's lying posture, then raised his head and asked, "Is it because I'm too heavy?"

"!" The silly dog ​​seemed to feel a mass of evil spirit that could not be looked at. He shook his body and woke up in horror. He took the opportunity to jump off the sofa and ran a few steps away.

Even dogs have the desire to survive, how could Han Jue, the [Master of Survival], not have it?

"Where! How is it possible! No! No! You're overthinking!" Han Jue immediately denied it, "It's a problem of sitting posture, a problem of sitting posture."

Han Jue felt distressed in his heart. Zhang Yiman's body is soft, it is really comfortable to hold, and he is not very heavy, but after he was thrown down by Zhang Yiman, his waist has been bent all the time. In order not to get too close to Zhang Yiman physically, Han Jue's legs were placed underneath all the time. The whole person was lying in an awkward position. Although this is a proper and a gentleman, it is extremely tiring.

At first, he thought that Zhang Yiman was just lying on the ground for a while, but he didn't expect Zhang Yiman to lie in his arms and talk all the time, so excited that Han Jue couldn't find a chance to interrupt her, saying that his back was sore. So he can only hold on. I couldn't hold it anymore, so I told the matter in an interesting and tactful way.

Han Jue believes that thanks to his dancing skills, otherwise, if he twisted his waist for 20 minutes and remained motionless, it would take him several days to lose half of his waist.

However, even knowing that Han Jue's backache was not caused by his own weight, Zhang Yiman was still unhappy.

No matter how tactful Han Jue said, she was not happy.

Because it meant she couldn't lie down anymore.

Zhang Yiman poked Han Jue's waist with his fingers without any emotion, and asked without any emotion on his face: "Is it sour here? Or here? Is it sour here?"

"Don't, don't, don't." Han Jue stretched out his hands and tied Zhang Yiman tightly to prevent him from causing further damage. At the same time, he twisted his waist to avoid it, and begged for mercy.

Zhang Yiman was hugged tightly by Han Jue in another posture, which made her feel better. After attacking and defending, she was out of breath for a while, although she was very nostalgic for the temperature in Han Jue's arms, she sat up obediently.

As soon as Han Jue sat up, he twisted his waist like a wave of wheat.

Zhang Yiman snorted, and waited until Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief and sat still, then she hugged the pillow and sat down next to Han Jue, shoulder to shoulder.

After the two sat up and chatted, the topic became more serious.

"Uncle, what's your plan for the new year?" Zhang Yiman tapped the ground with his toes, attracting the silly dog ​​who was hiding in the distance and observing seriously.

"There will be an English album, and the concert is just a possibility." Han Jue said.

In fact, there is another movie that will be filmed soon, but Han Jue didn't say it in front of the camera. Also, he may help Zhang Yiman make an album, but he didn't directly mention it.

"Why didn't you release the Huaxia album first?" Zhang Yiman was surprised.

Han Jue said with a smile: "Because I'm only a little famous in the United States now."

"I'm really looking forward to your new song. Uncle, you haven't released a new song for a long time." Zhang Yiman pouted, feeling sorry.

Zhang Yiman has never been to Han Jue's house, so of course he doesn't know that Han Jue has been releasing new songs at a frightening speed, but he no longer publishes them online.

"The popularity in China is slowly rising now, and there will be an opportunity to release an album in the future."

"That's right, many people now praise you for your good songwriting," Zhang Yiman suddenly jumped up, then thought of something, and lowered his tone, "More and more people are discovering that Uncle's music is good." .”

When neither Han Jue nor Zhang Yiman became famous, one of them was a down-and-out artist without a brokerage company, and the other was a rookie singer who had just debuted and was still at the stage of familiarity. Neither of them thought that a few months later what happens.

At that time, Han Jue's reputation was still very bad, but Zhang Yiman chose to believe in his own judgment, not the media reports, and helped Han Jue find performances, and taught Han Jue to sing and play the piano. In fact, she is proud of it. Because she believes that she has a unique eye, only she can see Han Jue's goodness at a glance, which makes her quite happy with "making a fortune in silence".

What happened later also proved that her vision was indeed unique.

First she became very popular, and then Han Jue also rose in popularity.

This is a good thing, she is really happy for Han Jue. However, she gradually heard more than one female artist in front of or behind the camera on more than one program, and said bluntly that her favorite male singer recently is Han Jue, and she looks forward to working with Han Jue the most, and her ideal boyfriend is Han Jue.

This made Zhang Yiman, who was young and lacked rich in love practice and theory, worried. Worried that Han Jue will finally shine brightly and be coveted, and will Han Jue just like others and stop treating her well?

When she was in America, Han Jue's ex-girlfriend came to kill her, and she was forced to work hard to muster up the courage. However, if she had to face so many opponents of various types and postures at the same time...

"Then they all have to thank you." Han Jue bumped Zhang Yiman with his shoulder.

"Why?" Zhang Yiman was puzzled.

"It's the time you spent on me that made me so precious." Han Jue turned his head and looked at Zhang Yiman with sincere eyes.

"What~" Zhang Yiman was embarrassed by Han Jue's look, and took the opportunity to close her eyes and lean her small face on Han Jue's shoulder.

"I'm telling the truth," Han Jue said seriously, "All kinds of old sayings are good. When drinking water, don't forget the well digger. The predecessors planted trees and the descendants took advantage of the shade. Even the favor of a drop of water must be repaid by the spring. If my fans want to like me, they should give you money first."

"Hahahaha, you talk nonsense~" Zhang Yiman smiled and gave Han Jue a light slap. In fact, he was already very happy and very satisfied.

【Yes! I was the first to come, and I shouldn't be afraid! I should be the Great Demon King! ] I don’t know if it’s because he realized the tenderness that Han Jue only showed to her alone, or because he remembered the law of getting the moon first, Zhang Yiman suddenly became very confident.

[Hmph, I won't let anyone come! 】

Having made up her mind, Zhang Yiman stretched out her hand and hugged Han Jue's arm tightly, smiling sweetly.

[I have to let the uncle get used to my hug first. 】

Zhang Yiman set a small goal for himself.

However, when Zhang Yiman took the initiative to discuss the serious topic, it turned to pink again.

The director is naturally happy, but Han Jue is very unhappy.

If the posture becomes so tight again, Han Jue will feel that he will not be able to talk again that day. Because he has figured out the rules, once he is physically touched by Zhang Yiman, he will be hit in a negative state, and his level will be greatly lost. And if Zhang Yiman dominates the topic, things will get out of control and develop in a terrible direction.

"I'm going to use my left hand to get the water on the table, can you let go first?"

"No, my left hand is empty, I'll help you!"

"I'm going to twist the bottle cap with two hands."

"I'll screw it up for you!"

"But you only have one hand."

"I still have teeth!"

"..."

Han Jue and Zhang Yiman had a tug-of-war over the ownership of Han Jue's left arm.

There was a knock on the door.

"Go." Han Jue instructed Zhang Yiman.

Zhang Yiman trotted over, took the task card from Xiao Transparent outside the door, trotted back, and stuck it next to Han Jue.

Han Jue felt that this silly girl was as clingy as the "Valentine's Day" at home.

Zhang Yiman opened the task card and read out word by word:

[Working couple, today is the first time we meet after the new year, and it is also the first time to return to the cohabitation hut after the new year, please enjoy the first dinner of the new year in the hut, and during the meal, we will broadcast a live broadcast~~]

"Wow, it's going to be live~" Zhang Yiman was very happy.

"Have you ever broadcast live before?" Han Jue asked Zhang Yiman.

"No," Zhang Yiman shook his head, "I've always wanted to interact with fans live, but I didn't have fans before, and now I don't have the time."

Zhang Yiman spends his free time in [Love Training Course], so he has no time.

Han Jue said: "I haven't done a live broadcast before, so let's try it together."

"Good!" Zhang Yiman was very happy.

When young people first fall in love, they usually care about every new thing they try with the person they like, and think it is quite meaningful.

And in Zhang Yiman's "One Hundred Things to Do with My Boyfriend", there is a live broadcast together.

Because there were no ingredients for dinner, Han Jue didn't show off his cooking skills. The two of them ate the dishes bought by the program group, and the coffee table was full.

The silly dog ​​smelled it, and started pulling the coffee table again, wanting to eat.

Han Jue and the staff were debugging the computer and preparing for the live broadcast. Zhang Yiman hugged the silly dog ​​and fed the silly dog ​​one by one with the dog food that Xiao Zhou brought up.

In the end, the live broadcast platform was chosen on Weite, and Zhang Yiman's account was used.

As soon as he connected to the live broadcast interface, hundreds of fans rushed in.

[Did I read it wrong! Teacher Zhang started the live broadcast! 】

[First first! 】

[Finally let me wait until this day! What day is today! ! ! ! ! 】

[I wipe! And Han Jue! ! 】

[Immortal couple handing out dog food online? 】

【…】

Then someone should have gone to report the news, spread the word, and after that, fans poured in one after another, and the number reached 500,000 within a few minutes.

The comment area was swiping at a speed of several hundred per second.

"There are so many people." Zhang Yiman exclaimed.

"There are only so few people, don't worry, let's eat first, we will start when there are more people." Han Jue called Zhang Yiman to eat first.

It was already dark outside the window, and Han Jue was already hungry. At this time, the two of them were sitting on the floor between the sofa and the coffee table, giving the audience who watched the live broadcast an after-dinner meal.

The two of them ate very authentically, very unpretentiously, and they gorged without concealing it. They really made some viewers who had just finished eating hungry.

"What are you going to do with the live broadcast?" Zhang Yiman felt very novel about the live broadcast, and would look up to see how many people came in after two mouthfuls of food.

Han Jue was very worried, as if his own child had an Internet addiction, he could only put the food in Zhang Yiman's bowl and told Zhang Yiman to eat. Zhang Yiman was obedient, but after obediently taking two bites, he turned his attention to the computer again.

"Let's chat, or show off your talent," Han Jue thought, "What kind of talent do you know?"

"I will..." Zhang Yiman chewed a big mouthful of rice, pondered for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he said triumphantly, "I can't open my mouth when I put on mascara!"

"What kind of talent is this!" Han Jue almost spit out the rice.

However, the screen is full of [Amazing! 】,【real or fake? ! ], [Ms. Zhang is too good! 】……

"Don't spoil her." Han Jue said depressedly to the camera.

On the screen, someone is swiping in the comment area:

[If you have the ability, come here! ! ! 】

[Mr. Han, come and show off your talent. 】

[Teacher Han! one comes! Teacher Han! one comes! 】

"I am best at wasting my time, which is already being performed. The other talent is singing, but as the saying goes, don't eat meat, sit upright, and sing without accompaniment, so it's a pity that I can't sing." .” Han Jue calmly found excuses for himself.

"Uncle! I'll help you..."

Han Jue immediately turned to Zhang Yiman, and stopped her before she finished speaking: "Come on, eat this, eat more."

Zhang Yiman pouted her greasy mouth, but still ate the food Han Jue had caught.

Comment area: [You have the ability to let Teacher Zhang finish speaking! 】

"Don't struggle." Han Jue looked at the camera with a helpless expression, looking very embarrassing.

After a while, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman were chatting with netizens while eating, when they were interrupted by a doorbell.

"Ding dong~ ding dong~" Someone rang the doorbell at the door.

Zhang Yiman went to open the door, and when he came back, he came back holding a guitar with a smile on his face.

"What is this! I'll give you three seconds to take it away!" Han Jue seemed to see something dazzling and couldn't look directly at it, so he covered it up and avoided seeing it.

"Come on~" Zhang Yiman shoved the guitar into Han Jue's arms under the coaxing of netizens [Good job].

Han Jue took the guitar and looked at the screen. There were already 4.61 million viewers.

"Okay, but what should I sing?" Han Jue held the guitar, plucked the strings casually, thinking about what to sing.

[Sing old songs? Or sing a silly girl's song? Or a new song? 】 Han Jue thought to himself.

Just as Han Jue was thinking, he felt that the silly dog ​​was about to step on his thigh.

Han Jue pushed the silly dog ​​down, and suddenly had an idea in his mind, and said to Zhang Yiman: "I know what to sing. You see, the day Zhang Er came, I sang a song for Zhang Er, and now Zhang San Come, according to the tradition, I will also sing a song for Zhang San."

Zhang Yiman's birthday present is a husky, which Zhang Yiman has already shown off to fans. It's just that she insisted that Husky's name hadn't been decided yet, and it wasn't the so-called "Chapter Three" in Han Jue's mouth.

fans:

【New song? Wow! Looking forward to it! 】

[ @Song Yin, come in and ask for a song! 】

[A lot of singers are about to cry and faint, people are not as good as dogs series. 】

【I! I want to be Chapter 4 with my real name! 】

【…】

"Okay, okay," Zhang Yiman was very happy when he heard that Han Jue was going to sing a new song. But when she thought of one thing, she immediately became angry again, "But the day you met me, uncle, you didn't sing anything!"

"Don't make trouble, what are you comparing with puppets and dogs..." Han Jue stabilized his expression, really wanting to knock silly girl on the head.

Han Jue simply plucked the strings a few times, and then sang:

【

I'm going to take you flying everywhere

Travel around the world to see

no worries no sorrow

How free and cheerful

...

】

Han Jue bowed his head and sang shallowly. His singing voice was simple and he almost didn't use any skills, but it was this kind of sincere and leisurely emotion that made the live broadcast room suddenly quiet.

In fact, everyone doesn't expect Han Juezhen to come up with good new songs, because live broadcasting is indeed not the most suitable way to release new songs.

But Han Jue sang so honestly!

While the audience was delighted, they also calmed down and listened carefully to Han Jue's new song. When I heard it, I listened to it.

Zhang Yiman, as the closest audience to the scene, leaned back on the sofa, with her arms across the sofa, her chin tilted her head and stared at Han Jue, her eyes sparkling as if she saw the most dazzling baby in the world.

【

forget the pain forget the sadness

Let's go wandering together

Although there are no luxurious clothes

but full of hope

...

】

In fact, the accompaniment of the guitar is a bit low and dark, giving people a feeling that they are heavy and unable to fly. But Han Jue's voice is light, with a kind of beauty that has seen the vicissitudes of the world but still holds hope, singing a kind of leisurely and yearning. As if to get rid of the heavy shackles, fly like a feather, and be free like a child.

This song has the texture of being at the junction of light and dark, with black, white and gray.

The audience followed the beat, slowly shaking their bodies and beating the beat.

【

we're going to fly to that far away place

Look at the world is not so bleak

we're going to fly to that far away place

Look at the world is still bright

】

The lyrics of this song are so simple that children can understand it, but it has the power to make adults feel emotional when listening to it.

"It sounds good!" Zhang Yiman smiled like a flower, clapping desperately like a sea dog.

After Han Jue stopped his guitar, he recalled that in his previous life, he often saw literary and artistic middle-aged uncles on the Internet playing music to digest food after dinner. Now he tried it, and he found it really cool.

"Uncle, what's the name of this song?" Zhang Yiman asked.

""Song of Zhang San"," Han Jue put the guitar aside, and explained, "it's Zhang San and Li Si's Zhang San, not only for our new family member Zhang San, but also for thousands of ordinary Zhang San all over the world. three."

Han Jue glanced at the comment interface of the live broadcast, and immediately calmed down. Because someone unexpectedly blackmailed him in the comment area!

[Han Jue's song actually only expresses one meaning: father-in-law! Just let your daughter travel with me in the future! Don't bother you, take a rest! 】

【Shock! Han Jue openly challenged his father-in-law in front of millions of fans! 】

[Han Jue was dissatisfied that Zhang's father took Teacher Zhang to travel around during the Spring Festival! There are songs to prove it! 】

【…】

Comments were posted quickly, but Han Jue still saw some after scanning them. He was stunned and felt that these people were only willing to give up because they wanted to make big news for him.

Zhang Yimanchu also saw these comments beside Han Jue. Compared with Han Jue's bared teeth, she laughed heartlessly.

——

Note: "Song of Zhang San" - Li Shouquan

The singers who sang this song include Cai Qin, Qi Qin, Zhang Yu, Xiao Jingteng, Peng Jiahui, Zhang Xuan...

Here the pure guitar version adopts Zhang Xuan's version.

I found that breaking chapters was not good, so I just continued. 2.9 is more unified. In addition, did you vote for Mr. Zhang today?