This star is from the earth

A month ago, when Han Jue woke up from his lethargy and headed for the different world outside the door for the first time, he was ready to face any challenge, whether it was loneliness, tribulation, battle or sacrifice.

Because he has passively accepted gifts or curses, Han Jue told himself that this is a superfluous life, and what else in this world can scare him.

Actually there are.

...

Han Jue once again participated in the rap competition at [Seven Mile Bar] at the strong request of foreign friends yesterday. Following the success of the guys who challenged [Youth Road] last time, Han Jue succeeded in defending the ring again this time. After all, [Friendship Road] has stepped on the face of [Youth Road] rap group twice.

Escaping the invitation of his friends to "drink until dawn", it was already late at night when Han Jue came back, took a quick shower and fell asleep.

When Han Jue was exercising refreshed in the morning, Guan Yi rang the doorbell.

The recording time was set at 10:00, but Guan Yi came at 7:30. Han Jue was a little angry after opening the door, because Guan Yi came empty-handed. Don't you know the social etiquette of bringing breakfast when you visit in the morning?

Before Han Jue questioned the other party's manager's responsibilities, Guan Yi preemptively said: "After changing clothes, let's go to the beauty salon."

"Go to the beauty salon? I haven't had breakfast yet." Han Jue frowned dissatisfied. In his previous life, his work and rest were upside down day and night, and he came out at night. He hadn't eaten breakfast for several years, and he had already forgotten what it was like to eat breakfast. Now in this world, he lost his healthy routine and regained his health. When he wakes up early in the morning, he has a hot breakfast, and his life is sublimated. Every night before going to bed, he goes to sleep with the idea of ​​"what will I have for breakfast tomorrow", and breakfast is the top priority. To skip breakfast is to give up a day of life for him!

Guan Yi glanced at Han Jue and said, "Go to the beauty salon and eat while doing styling."

Han Jue readily accepted.

All the way without a word, the car finally stopped in front of a rather large beauty shop.

"I'll buy you breakfast, you just sit here and find your regular stylist." Guan Yi pushed Han Jue onto the seat in front of a mirror, instructed Han Jue, and went out.

Then a strong man with a big golden oil head came over carrying a small box.

"Hey, Ah Han, it's been a long time." The other party opened the small box, took out the contents and put them on the table in front of the mirror, looking at Han Jue through the mirror, talking and laughing.

"Ha, is that right, I don't remember too well." Han Jue also responded through the mirror with a polite smile.

The big golden oily head smiled and shook his head, then came behind Han Jue, looked at Han Jue's hair, and touched it again. Immediately looked up at Han Jue in the mirror, frowned and said, "What happened? How long has it been since you did maintenance?"

Han Jue's eyeballs turned left and right, and he couldn't think of an answer.

"Let me repeat, who does your hair belong to? It belongs to me. So you won't be too lazy to ask my opinion next time." The golden oily head stared seriously at Han Jue's eyes.

【I don’t even know what your number is…】Han Jue was thinking about the phone book with no notes, but in the mirror he showed a sincere face, nodded and said, "Okay."

"Don't be lazy and don't take good care of it. Be careful that your hair will go bald after thirty." The golden oily head threatened Han Jue's mid-length hair while arranging it.

Han Jue asked curiously, "Doesn't hair loss depend on genes? I remember an experiment that said it has something to do with the secretion of male hormones..."

Later, Guan Yi bought soup dumplings, and when he came back, he saw the barber's dull expression of "What's the matter, why didn't you get the original one today?"

Guan Yi didn't know what kind of conversation happened here, so he sent away the puzzled barber and asked Han Jue to finish his breakfast before putting on makeup. Han Jue was overjoyed, and stuffed the soup dumplings into his mouth one by one. Fortunately, Guan Yi was more careful, and the temperature was not too high when he ate them.

The next person to make up Han Jue is another person. At the beginning, Han Jue planned to watch the make-up artist work like a supervisor in order to prevent the makeup from being weird, but after he watched it for a while, the make-up artist said it was over. Han Jue felt that he was being perfunctory, and immediately wanted to complain, but the makeup artist sighed: "The skin is still so good, it's so easy to put on makeup for you."

Han Jue was stunned for a moment, he was too embarrassed to complain after being praised so much, he could only ask embarrassingly, "Should the cost of makeup be halved? It's not difficult after all."

"..." The makeup artist looked at Guan Yi, his eyes full of [what's going on...] questions.

It is also the first time for Guan Yi to come here with Han Jue. I don't know what is the difference between Han Jue today and Han Jue a few years ago. Dragging away Han Jue who asked for a cash back, Guan Yi reminded that there will be a show to be filmed later, and there is no time to waste here.

Han Jue began to get nervous at the thought of playing a couple with a strange woman in front of the camera later.

This is even more stressful than preparing for the college entrance examination and the driver's license test in the previous life.

Han Jue's heartbeat began to speed up, but he was sure it was not because of excitement, but because of fear and nervousness. With no acting experience, he was really afraid of acting badly.

Back home, Han Jue staggered as if he had turned 30 years old in an instant, and was seriously ill, so he fell slowly on the sofa with his waist supported.

Guan Yi quietly observed, not knowing whether Han Jue was practicing the performance in advance or what he was doing.

"By the way, I have something to tell you." Guan Yi poured himself a glass of water.

"What?"

"The program team discussed with us and said that they will only give a big frame, and when the plot direction is unclear, they will release tasks, and will not give the script. Because they have revised the version...but there are also corresponding character designs. The program team will give you character designs. It’s [Sister Swinger], but your tricks are okay for making fun of, don’t use them all the time, it’s too greasy and the audience will throw up. Remember, don’t be mean, don’t talk nonsense, don’t say wrong things .Other details are up to you.”

"..." Han Jue turned his head slowly and looked straight at Guan Yi, trying to determine the truth of the matter from Guan Yi's eyes.

Guan Yi's eyes remain calm and unchanged, indicating that this is true.

Han Jue's breathing was stagnant, and his brows slowly frowned.

Without a script, it is one thing to act well, which means that Han Jue will reveal his true face in front of the camera.

Some people are born to enjoy the attention of the public and like to show themselves completely to the world, while some people like to hide themselves tightly. Only wearing a mask can they feel safe.

Han Jue belongs to the latter.

Even though he has some kind of persona of "Sister Seduction Master", but the persona is not omnipotent, let alone foolproof. Although reality show groups generally design personalities for guests, sooner or later the guests will reveal their true personality in front of the camera that is always watching the guests. The first reaction, the first micro-expression, the blurted words, etc., can be analyzed layer by layer by ten thousand pairs of eyes, and then magnified a hundred times to distort and spread.

Therefore, as long as Han Jue participates in this program now, he will more or less be stripped of his mask, revealing his true personality. For Han Jue, who grew up lonely in an orphanage and lived in society since junior high school, it was tantamount to taking off his armor and showing him naked. This is a lack of security, and it is also a kind of protection after being aware of one's personality flaws.

So Han Jue must refuse.

Moreover, if he was asked to use his true character to forcefully show his affection to a strange woman, he would not be able to show it anyway.

"Is it too late to quit now?" Han Jue was lying slanted on the sofa, but his eyes were directly confronting Guan Yi.

"It's too late." Guan Yi drank the boiled water bit by bit.

It was too late, Guan Yi hadn't finished drinking the water when the doorbell rang.

"Go and open the door." Guan Yi put down the water glass and said to Han Jue.

Han Jue didn't move.

Guan Yi had already prepared, "The contract has already been signed, and the liquidated damages company will not pay for you."

All of a sudden, it hit Han's weakness.

"Tsk." Han Jue was speechless. He was a little angry in his heart, and he turned to the program crew and his agent. But even more angry with myself.

Because Han Jue also knew that if he didn't care about everything and left everything to others, and in the end things didn't develop as he expected, he must be to blame.

[After all, it's still too relaxed. 】Han Jue is reflecting on himself.

In my previous life, I devoted myself to creation, and I suffered repeated defeats and defeats. Other troubles were almost slowly taken over by my girlfriend. His girlfriend is considerate to him and handles all the chores in life, only giving him an environment to create with peace of mind, and he is used to it. Arriving here, Guan Yi's behaviors over the past few days have gained Han Jue's trust, making him feel that he has found the same life pattern as in his previous life - leaving everything to the agent, and he only needs to focus on creating, and Guan Yi will handle everything else .

It was this kind of taken-for-granted approach and thinking that made Han Jue forget to maintain the vigilance he should have, and easily handed over his handle and weakness.

The doorbell was still ringing, urging everyone in the house to come and open the door.

Guan Yi reminded Han Jue with his eyes not to delay things.

Under Guan Yi's sight and the ding-dong doorbell, Han Jue pondered for a long time, then suddenly looked at Guan Yi, smiled and sighed: "Okay."

Han Jue remembered the days when he had no girlfriend. For a person who grew up fighting against fate, once he was stabbed to his weakness or threatened by others, resistance is the desire that is engraved in his bones. Because in the process of growing up, as long as they lose the fighting spirit to resist once, they will be firmly pressed into the soil by the fate of being fucked. For those who have nothing, breaking the jar is the least costly and the most profitable way.

Han Jue smiled at Guan Yi and said "OK", then got up and planned to go to the entrance to open the door.

Looking at the back of Han Jue leaving, Guan Yi should have a sense of accomplishment in taming the beast, but in fact, what gradually emerged in his heart was a strong bad premonition.

Obviously Han Jue followed his instructions, and his mood was very stable, and there was no sign of seizures or rages, but the Han Jue who was laughing and sighing just now made Guan Yi feel very bad intuitively.

"Wait..." Guan Yi wanted to stop Han Jue, but it was too late.

A camera was placed on the shoulder, aiming at Han Jue. A man hangs off-camera with a radio boom. In addition, there was a middle-aged fat man facing Han Jue, followed by a little girl wearing a mask. There are some staff standing here and there.

Han Jue looked at the time on his phone and said, "It's 10:01, you're late."