This star is from the earth

"Xiaoman, if a male guest touches you, you can splash water on his face."

"oh."

"Xiaoman, if the male guest asks you for your contact information, you must not give it."

"knew."

"Xiaoman, wait a minute for the male guest..."

"Oh, Sister Qin, you always talk about male guests and male guests. It feels like I'm going to participate in the show "See No Evil." Zhang Yiman was in the back seat of the nanny car, playing with her mobile phone while listening The nagging of Sister Qin, the manager in the front row.

"Really? Then that scum..." Sister Qin carefully confirmed that the camera in the car was turned off again, and then started a new round of storm warnings.

"Oh, I asked you who the other party was, but you refused to tell me. I'm not a child anymore, I will protect myself. When it's here, I'm going down." Zhang Yiman waited for the car to stop, and then Immediately he opened the door and got out.

There are already photographers waiting outside the car door to take pictures.

It was a bit hot outside, Zhang Yiman took the sun hat from the assistant's hand, put it on his head, and looked around for the destination.

He was wearing a black shirt on his upper body, and his wine-red hair was tied on his left shoulder, exposing a fair neck. As soon as she appeared on this street, the noise from the passers-by around her subsided unknowingly.

A breathtaking beauty.

Facing the sight from all directions, Zhang Yiman didn't care, it can be said that he was used to it. From childhood to adulthood, different scenes, the same reaction.

Escorted by a group of people, they passed through fans and passers-by, and finally came to the restaurant where the director was.

If this kind of store wants to appear on a TV show, it usually needs a relationship. The owner of this specialty store is an American. He first came to [Bite of the Tongue Road]. In order to open up the situation and gain fame, he spent a lot of money to sponsor the program group.

The boss has been in the outer lobby, seeing that the two consecutive visitors are not well-known artists, he feels a little distressed about the sponsorship fee.

[Is this the so-called program flow group? Why haven't you seen it? Chinese people don't see me as a foreigner who is easy to bully? 】The boss was full of bitterness, and he could only comfort himself by saying that the two artists were pretty good-looking, beautiful... delicious...

[It’s really nice to record a show while eating. 】Zhang Yiman ate little breakfast, and now he feels a little hungry.

The director who had been waiting for a long time handed over a letter. Zhang Yiman took it and took out a little. Through the pattern on the paper, he knew that this was the questionnaire he asked. I don't know how the male partner will fill it out. She has been thinking hard about these questions for 2 hours.

Zhang Yiman looked around vigilantly to see if the male guest was hiding in a corner and watching her, but to no avail, Sister Qin said that the male guest was already inside. Then Zhang Yiman was relieved to see how the other party filled it out. I hope to be a gentle and graceful man, but don't be like what Sister Qin said.

Pull out the questionnaire and expand:

first question.

Question: 【What kind of girl do you like? 】

Answer: [Girls who don’t ask such questions. 】

Zhang Yiman opened his eyes wide, opened his small mouth slightly, took a breath and held it.

This kind of beginning... She had a premonition that something was starting to go wrong.

...

Question: 【If you love someone, but you can't get it, how do you deal with this discomfort? 】

Answer: [Why do you feel uncomfortable? It is the norm to love and not get it, and it is the exception to love and get it. 】

...

Q: [How would you describe yourself? 】

Answer: [Not a good person. 】

...

Question: [What kind of girl will make you look twice? 】

Answer: [The one with eight eyes. 】

...

Question: 【How to prevent meeting scumbags? 】

Answer: [Worse than him. Treat dregs with coquettish, emotional wounds heal themselves. 】

...

Q: [What advice do you have for 20-year-old girls? 】

Answer: [Multiple objects. 】

...

...

Zhang Yiman covered her head, closed her eyes tightly, and shouted: "What is this!"

It's loud and crashing. Sister Qin's complexion changed, and she leaped forward with a big stride. He snatched the paper from Zhang Yiman's hand, wanting to see what unsightly thing that scum wrote that made Xiaoman look like his eyes were scorched.

Then I saw the question and answer above.

"It's too bad, it's too bad!" Sister Qin raised her eyebrows.

The program groups that have watched the questionnaire a long time ago are already prepared. Smiling secretly, he filmed Zhang Yiman's reaction.

The director has already thought about it, and when this part is released in the show, he will create a suspense and keep it secret, so that the audience will wonder what Han Jue wrote.

Zhang Yiman thought that what Sister Qin said was not an exaggeration at all, the person who wrote the questionnaire was really annoying! Too much disrespect for those problems and the problematic self!

The show still had to be recorded. After Zhang Yiman recovered, he decided to see how there could be such an annoying person in this world. He was not gentle, gentleman, or sunny at all. He would keep his friends away from this person in the future. Especially let Lin Qin stay away from him.

Zhang Yiman walked into the dark restaurant hall holding the waiter's shoulders.

In her mind, she had already imagined the male partner of this show as a world-weary, anti-social, love scum, old fritters, and a lonely man with no friends, family, or even animals who would come close to him. She didn't feel that A cold-blooded animal that is warm in the world.

Although the questionnaire just now contained [Do you like small animals? ] Such a question, and the other party also answered [I like it. Crows, polar bears, pandas, cats, dogs, lizards are all cute. 】

But is this something normal people can answer?

What's next 【Who is your favorite female artist? ] question, the other party answered the question [Lin Qin]. People like this, who like sister Lin Qin, will almost become a stain on sister Lin Qin.

Zhang Yiman was brought to a table and guided to touch the sofa and dining table.

take a seat.

Zhang Yiman knows what's going on inside and can be seen outside, so he doesn't have to worry too much about his safety. But she was still breathing carefully, and she could sense a dangerous human-shaped monster about one meter in front of her.

After the waiter left, both parties could feel each other's presence, and both parties remained silent.

There is only the sound of breathing in the air, the noise in the distance, the sound of Zhang Yiman raising his hand and fiddling with his hair, the sound of cloth rubbing against each other, the sound of Han Juechang's skin rubbing against his cheek, and the sound of his lips opening and closing. .

But no one spoke.

This silence was maintained until the waiter came up with two glasses of water and guided the two of them to touch the water glasses.

"Thank you." Han Jue thanked the waiter.

Zhang Yiman listened to Han Jue's voice, and the fantasy image of a fat, older, greasy man in his mind suddenly lost a little weight. Because she felt that Han Jue's voice was pretty nice, like a soothing cello. She, who has always been sensitive to sound, can't deceive herself into loathing that sound.

Zhang Yiman's impression of the other party suddenly improved, but only a little bit.

Zhang Yiman felt that he had to start talking too, otherwise his couple would become the most worthless couple in the whole show.

"Have you ordered?" Zhang Yiman asked a question she thought was very important. The voice was subconsciously lowered in this environment. But the cold voice still couldn't be concealed, and it reached Han Jue's ears who were also sensitive to voice.

Relying on the texture and timbre of his voice, Han Jue imagined that the other party was a tall, thin, short-haired, independent woman like a strong woman.

"No, my agent said that the program team has already ordered it, so we can just eat it. Do you have any taboos?" Han Jue asked.

"Ah, there are no taboos, but I'm worried that the rice might get in my eyes."

"It doesn't matter, the seven orifices are connected anyway." Han Jue said lazily.

Zhang Yiman tightened his hand holding the water glass. Grit your teeth.

【really! The demeanor of asking Jikou just now is all fake! Fortunately, I still felt for a moment that there was a possibility of blaming him! 】

There was another silence.

This kind of atmosphere makes Zhang Yiman, who likes to talk, very uncomfortable. In her impression, the last time she only said 2 sentences within 10 minutes of the recording of the show was the first time she appeared on the show after her debut.

[No, the other party doesn't seem to know how to do the show at all. I have to bring the rhythm, otherwise I will bear the title of pistachio of my variety show. 】Zhang Yiman took a deep breath and cheered herself up.

"Let's introduce ourselves." Zhang Yiman suggested. I secretly poked in my heart and was ready to give Han Jue a nickname.

"I'm a singer, I debuted two months ago." Zhang Yiman said first.

"Oh. My words..." Han Jue thought for a while, and then said, "I'm a good-for-nothing now."

Zhang Yiman was shocked, why an artist would use such sincere words to describe himself. Even idol artists don't consider themselves useless.

"Why are you a good-for-nothing?"

"Why is that? I said I'm useless. Wouldn't it be too rude for you to ask me that?" Han Jue didn't know if the other party was really curious or just answered the question.

"Ah... aren't you an entertainer? Idol? Actor? Singer? Artist?" Zhang Yiman didn't understand Han Jue's words.

"Then I have something to do with artists. I am sensitive, paranoid, depressed, selfish, random, loose, amazing memory, passionate, and dreamy. It sounds almost like an artist with his own biography. But there is no Talent, so I am just a collection of the above words, that is, a piece of trash." Han Jue said to Zhang Yiman on the opposite side, and also to the program crew.

Zhang Yiman didn't know whether to dissuade the other party kindly.

After all, you are an entertainer who wants to be on TV. Is it really okay to say that? Are you not afraid of falling powder?

"But, but what about your profession? In this world, there is no such thing as trash, right?" Zhang Yiman stammered.

"My profession? I'm actually an artist." Han Jue smiled in the dark.

"Ah? But you just said..." Zhang Yiman couldn't even understand Han Jue's routine.

"Let me re-introduce. Hello, I am a national first-class retired performance artist, and also a senior performance artist." Han Jue began to talk nonsense in a serious manner in order to pass the boredom of waiting for the meal.

"... Back off? Is there such a musical instrument? I'm a singer, I don't know why." Zhang Yiman was stunned for a moment.

Han Jue was also shocked, you are a singer, yet you still ask such a question?

He really didn't expect that the girl on the other side, who sounded like a strong woman who could make people speechless, was actually so stupid.

Han Jue silently picked up the water glass without saying a word, and didn't want to explain the other party's problems at all.

The behavior of explaining the stalk in person is really the stupidest thing, and I can't be stupid with the other party.