This star is from the earth

Zhang Yiman saw Han Jue who was standing blankly at the door, not knowing whether he was advancing or retreating, so he sat up on his side, smiling very satisfied, feeling that the romantic surprise he had carefully prepared really touched the uncle.

"Uncle, come quickly!" Zhang Yiman patted the vacant seat beside him, as if inviting Han Jue to come over and try whether the bed is comfortable or not.

Han Juexiang heard the temptation of the mermaid, and took a step forward recklessly. But he immediately woke up, [This is a program, this is a program], remembering the lesson that happened on the sofa just now, he dared not go up, and vaguely reminded: "We are filming a program, the program There are also children watching..."

"I won't kiss you! Let's just watch TV and chat!" Zhang Yiman's expression was as sincere as if a negotiator said that he wanted the robbers to come out and promised not to shoot them to death.

So Han felt that he only dared to rest half of his mind when he felt that he was guaranteed. He found a blanket to cover Zhang Yiman's legs, so as not to lose his nakedness, and also to prevent his gaze from becoming uncontrollable, and then he sat on the bed and half-lyed against the head of the bed. One foot is still on the ground so that he can run away at any time.

Fortunately, after lying down for a while, I found that Zhang Yiman said it was a chat, and it was really a chat. Han Juecai put his other foot on the bed.

"Where did you get this candle?" Han Jue looked at the candles around him. These candles are not random candles, they have a well-designed shape and smell like cherry.

"I brought it from home." Zhang Yiman asked with bright eyes, "Do you like it?"

If Han Jue hadn't confirmed that their show really didn't have a script, otherwise he would have suspected that he and Sha Niu got the wrong script.

[No wonder she was so secretive at the airport and refused to open the suitcase. 】

Han Jue thought for a while, then nodded, expressing that he was "surprised".

Zhang Yiman was very happy, she moved her body a little bit, and she seemed to be leaning towards Han Jue.

Han Jue was just staring at this, but he didn't dare to let Zhang Yiman lean over like this. He sat up straight at once, and silently recited [Heart is as clear as ice, the sky will not be shocked] a few times, and then stood under the bed with his hands on his hands, and he didn't look at the silly girl: "The atmosphere is so good, it's very suitable for watching TV. Yes. Where's the remote control?"

"Watching TV? Okay! I want to watch a movie! Horror movie! "Flash Soul"! "Scythe"! "Hell is Coming"! "Dumb Ridge"!..." Zhang Yiman came prepared and said something There are a lot of titles, and the ambition is obvious.

"Watching variety shows," Han Jue touched the remote control beside the TV, "Watching variety shows is suitable for chatting, and the atmosphere is very suitable for chatting."

Although Zhang Yiman felt a little pity, but he thought chatting was good, so he agreed.

There is a big TV in the bedroom. According to the manual, some paid channels can be watched, but Han Jue dare not take this risk, for fear that some strange channel will stimulate the silly girl.

While Han Jue was going to get the remote control, Zhang Yiman got into the quilt, and very intimately lifted Han Jue's corner of the quilt. When Han Jue came back with the remote control, she was half lying down, looking at him with a smile.

Han Jue was helpless looking at such a silly girl. Finally, Han Jue went around the living room, brought some fruits on a tray, and put them on the bed, in order to deter Zhang Yiman from acting rashly.

Zhang Yiman was really worried that the fruit would fall on the quilt, so he didn't dare to move much.

Originally, Han Jue wanted to stick a cotton swab in his ear all the time so that no one would dare to get close to him, but after thinking about "Reaper is Coming", he still didn't have the guts to try whether Death or Hades is more powerful.

The TV was turned on, and Han Jue honestly tuned to the free channel and found "Extreme Man".

On the TV, Zhang Zishang was actively interacting with other hosts, and the smile on his face was less hesitant than before.

Han Jue was quite relieved to see it.

"Uncle, are you Zhang Zishang's master now?" Zhang Yiman sat cross-legged under the quilt and asked while picking a mango.

"right."

"What did you teach him? Singing or something?" Zhang Yiman stuffed the fruit into Han Jue's mouth.

Han Jue swallowed the mango flesh, took the core out of his mouth, and replied: "Basically, I can teach you everything I know, singing, dancing, musical instruments, movies...it depends on what he wants to learn."

"What about painting?" Zhang Yiman picked off the leaves of the little tomatoes one by one, "Pei Qing said that you are very talented in painting, and she still wants to teach you."

"Hey~ It's fine to paint, that's what I paint, no talent, no talent." Han Jue felt that he couldn't discuss this topic deeply, so he waved his hand and quickly shifted: "I remember you have a master Yes, when did you pay homage to your teacher?"

"Seven years old." Zhang Yiman said seven years old, and stuffed seven small tomatoes into Han Jue's mouth.

Han Jue chewed with his head up, thinking in his heart that he could be said to be half of Zhang Yiman's student in terms of music and musical instruments. If you count it seriously, Zhang Yiman's master is actually his ancestor.

"What's the master's name?" Han Jue asked.

Then Zhang Yiman said the name of her master, and traced back to which music masters had been produced. As Han Jue expected, he didn't know any of these people.

"My musical instrument was also taught by my master. Originally, I went to learn to sing, but I didn't want to learn an musical instrument. But I can't use my voice much when I practice, and I feel very anxious in my heart. I feel that time can't be wasted. Idle is idle, just practice musical instruments..." Zhang Yiman softly talked about the past while helping Han Jue pick the fruit.

Han Jue is eating the fruit that Zhang Yiman fed, and he is holding it in his hand, and will feed it to Zhang Yiman.

In the changing candlelight, the two were lying on the bed and feeding each other fruit, smelling the scent of cherries from the candle, and chatting about the past.

Zhang Yiman told Han Jue that when she was a child, she told her father that she wanted to be a star, and her father enrolled her in interest classes at first, and dismissed it for a few days. Later, when she found out that she was here for real, they had a serious chat for a long time, and said to leave She said that she is not afraid of any pressure or suffering in this industry in the future.

On the second day, Zhang Yaohui turned around and took her to a well-known master in the industry to learn singing.

The master is a famous teacher, but also a strict teacher, so the process of learning art is naturally hard. In addition, Zhang Yiman started late, catching up with the progress by himself, suffering physically and mentally. At that time, he had no playmates and no one to talk to. Can only stand next to each other.

But Zhang Yiman gritted his teeth and stood up. Sometimes it was too hard, and he would cry a few times, but no matter how hard he cried, he would not stop practicing, continue to practice, and practice hard. I thought about going home, but when I thought about the empty house again, I practiced more seriously.

There is no doubt that Zhang Yiman is talented. She gradually adapted to this kind of life. She not only completed the homework assigned by the master, but even practiced for herself-singing after finishing her school homework, and practicing singing when her voice reached a certain level. Musical instruments, when the hands get blisters when practicing musical instruments, I switch to running to practice breathing... In short, I don't want to waste a minute, and I study desperately. It brought considerable pressure to the brothers and sisters.

When others are playing, Zhang Yiman is practicing singing; when others are dating, Zhang Yiman is practicing musical instruments.

Hearing this, Han Jue respected Zhang Yiman from the bottom of his heart. Respect her personality, respect her ruthlessness.

"Uncle, when we get to Shanghai, I'll take you to meet my master!" Zhang Yiman stopped what he was doing and looked at Han Jue seriously.

Han Jue knew Zhang Yiman's intentions, and knew that Sha Niu was introducing her important person to him.

"Okay." Han Jue replied seriously.

"Master has a piano room, and she sometimes makes pianos herself. If you go, Master will give you one!" Zhang Yiman said excitedly: "Then, then, I will take you to my junior high school! Let's first Go shopping inside, and then drink milk tea at the door! I used to think that if I had a boyfriend, I would drink the couple milk tea there and eat couple smoothies. But the boyfriend never showed up, and I don’t have time to learn to sing... "

"Okay." Han Jue replied with a smile.

"Then I will take you to the place where I used to live with my father! There is a Shar Pei in the neighbor's house, which is very fierce! Every time I pass by, I run over..."

"good."

"Then we go..."

Zhang Yiman wants to take Han Jue to see the place where she grew up, where she studied, and where she learned to sing. She can't wait to show Han Jue all her past.

"Do you have any childhood friends, buddies, girlfriends, the kind of friends you grew up with?" Han Jue asked, eating a cherry.

"No." After Zhang Yiman finished speaking, he suddenly became alert, thinking a lot in his heart, "Why do you want to know them?"

"I was just thinking, can I hear more about your past from your friends and get to know different sides of you." Han Jue stuffed two cherries into Zhang Yiman's mouth.

Suddenly, Zhang Yiman spit out two cherry pits: "My life before was very boring, and I had no friends. At that time, I was always studying music, and I didn't have time after school or on weekends. I didn't go on group trips, and I didn't go to sports games. , the relationship with my classmates is very ordinary. So many of my friends now are from the company, and some I met after my debut. What about you, uncle?"

Han Jue was a little surprised. He always thought that Sha Niu was the type of student who had many friends and responded to every call.

"Then we are very similar in this respect," Han Jue said, "I am also like this."

"Ah, that's right! Uncle, when will you introduce your friend to me?" Zhang Yiman thought of the wall of Han Jue's house.

Han Jue has no parents or elders, so his friends are almost his family. It is very important for Zhang Yiman to get the approval of these people.

"Okay, they've wanted to know you for a long time," Han Jue naturally agreed. Among them are outsiders like Xia Yuan and Pei Qing, as well as insiders like Gu Fan and Xiao Fan. "When the time comes, you bring your friends and I bring mine. Everyone can get to know each other."

"Okay!" Zhang Yiman was very happy, and then she suddenly thought of something, and her face gradually became serious: "Uncle, you must call Gu Fan out when the time comes."

"Gu Fan?"

"Must!" Zhang Yiman firmly held Han Jue's hand.

Ever since Zhang Yiman opened a brand new door last time, it couldn't be closed at all. Although Han Jue and her are very affectionate, and the uncle liked her very much when they kissed just now, but she is strictly guarded against Gu Fan and does not leave any room for him to exploit. As long as Gu Fan is still single, she will always be vigilant!

Looking at Zhang Yiman's expression, Han Jue easily guessed what this silly girl was thinking.

Han Jue smiled helplessly, pondered for a while, looked at the time, got out of bed directly, went to the living room, and came back with his mobile phone in his hand.

"Let's get to know each other on the phone first." Han Jue said.

"Ah!" Zhang Yiman was thinking fiercely just now, if she and Han Jue got married, Gu Fan would pester uncle again, and she would tear it up as she wanted. Now that she heard that she was going to talk to Gu Fan, she just All of a sudden, he became nervous and his eyes were very flustered. Before the call was connected, she asked Han Jue what to say with her lips.

The phone is connected.

"Hello? Brother? Aren't you traveling and filming a program in Qiong Province? Is something wrong? Do you want to..." Gu Fan said frantically after picking up the phone.

"I'm filming a program here, I'm filming a program." Han Jue was not paying attention, and let Gu Fan connect the words together, so before Gu Fan said more words, Han Jue hurriedly reminded Gu Fan that he was filming now. programme.

"Oh~" Gu Fan understood, and immediately recovered his usual elegance in front of the camera, his speech speed was twice as slow, and he asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Teacher Zhang wants to get to know you." Han Jue said, and handed the phone to Zhang Yiman.

Zhang Yiman immediately sat upright on the bed, with his back straight. She held the phone in both hands, her face full of nervousness: "Hey, Brother Gu Fan, I'm Zhang Yiman..."

"Mr. Zhang, hello."

"Ah, just call me Xiaoman."

After the two sides exchanged pleasantries for a while, they suddenly didn't know what to say. It's like during the Chinese New Year, the elders will pull together two younger generations who have never met, and ask them to get along well. The juniors looked at each other in blank dismay, only endless embarrassment.

If this was just an ordinary artist-to-artist conversation, Gu Fan and Zhang Yiman would naturally be able to make the phone call sound like a show, but they knew each other's relationship with Han Jue well, and in their hearts Don't worry, it's okay to chew a sentence three times before daring to say it.

In the end, it was Gu Fan who was older and took the initiative to lead the topic: "During the New Year's Eve party last year, I wanted to meet you through my brother."

Gu Fan remembered last year's New Year's Eve, when he met Han Jue and Zhang Yiman at the hotel, Zhang Yiman was full of hostility towards him, for fear that his appearance would make Han Jue unhappy.

At that time, Gu Fan thought Zhang Yiman was a good little girl who would protect Han Jue, much better than Weng Nanxi and others.

Gu Fan later found out that it was true that Han Jue and Zhang Yiman were recording a program, so he fully supported it.

Every time an adult breaks their heart, part of it closes. Gu Fan can imagine that after a stubborn person like Han Jue separates from Weng Nanxi, it's almost as if his heart is not closed. Gu Fan was very glad that Zhang Yiman came to pry open Han Jue's heart again.

"My brother always said that meeting you was the luckiest thing in his life." Gu Fan's tone was particularly sincere.

"Ah, I am the one. I was lucky enough to meet uncle." Zhang Yiman stammered. Saying such love words in front of Han Jue made her feel dizzy and shy.

"Let me tell you a secret. Originally, my brother didn't plan to participate in "Extreme Man", but he changed his mind to participate when he heard that you were going. So the song "In the Name of the Father" can appear, you have a great deal thanks to

"Hahahaha! Really? Are there any more?~" Zhang Yiman forgot that the other party was a rival in love, and only hoped that there would be more secrets like this.

"He cares about you more than this, actually there is a lot more. Sometimes when I chat with him, he gets inspiration and wants to write a song. I thought it was written for me, so I was very happy. As a result, after I finished writing, I asked, and realized that it was actually written for you, what was the title called [Love Song 36], and asked why there was 36, and he said it was the thirty-sixth song.”

"Hahaha!~" Zhang Yiman was very happy to hear that.

"Also, let me tell you, next month..."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Han Jue was worried that Gu Fan would reveal the anniversary gift he had prepared ahead of time, so he hurriedly stopped Gu Fan from talking, "You guys get to know each other briefly this time, and we can chat next time we have dinner together. Save yourself some words, Xiaoman said that she will introduce you to beautiful female artists."

"Hahaha, okay, then I'll wait." Gu Fan hung up the phone with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman both lay down.

Zhang Yiman turned over, moved to Han Jue's side, and asked charmingly, "Uncle, what's next month?"

Feeling the temperature close at hand, Han Jue was startled.

"Hey, be careful that the fruit falls on the quilt!" Han Jue moved outside, warning.

However, when he looked down, he realized that at some point the fruit on the tray had been eaten up, and even the peels had been put into garbage bags.

"Hee hee~ I've eaten all the fruits already~" Zhang Yiman ignored Han Jue's words [didn't wash his hands...], twisted and twisted into Han Jue's arms.

Fortunately, Zhang Yiman didn't turn into a kissing machine, but just rested his head on Han Jue's shoulder, squinting his eyes to feel Han Jue's embrace.

Han Jue hugged Zhang Yiman, he could clearly feel the touch of Zhang Yiman's skin, and he didn't dare to move.

This is a real "sex scene".

"Let's...cough...let's watch a movie." Han Juerun moistened his thirsty throat, thinking that only movies that he can devote himself to can divert his attention.

"Okay~" Zhang Yiman said.

Han Jue randomly turned to the channel that broadcasts movies, regardless of the good ones or the bad ones, just picked it up and watched it.

However, the smell of Zhang Yiman's body, the touch of the skin, and the sound of breathing all affect Han Jue's viewing experience.

Gradually, the movie became incomprehensible.

Han Jue can only maintain this position until the movie is over, or Zhang Yiman falls asleep.

But wait and wait, when the movie was halfway through, Zhang Yiman didn't feel sleepy at all, but Han Jue fell asleep first.

Zhang Yiman was very happy to see Han Jue fell asleep. She first approached Han Jue quietly, bringing her face very close, and then watched Han Jue's reaction—the scene of Han Jue suddenly opening his eyes in the cohabitation hut last time was still fresh in her memory.

Han Jue didn't open his eyes this time. Zhang Yiman felt that he could do whatever he wanted.

But Zhang Yiman didn't really do whatever he wanted after all.

[There is still a chance to kiss, I have to find a chance to make good use of it...It is best when there are only two people, no one else, no camera, hehe~] Zhang Yiman is not a fool, he traded with Han Jue and got two kisses The opportunity to kiss, I used it once on the sofa. This time, if I stole the kiss and was caught by the camera, Han Jue woke up and said that he didn't owe her the kiss, and would renege on the debt, so she would be in a big loss.

Zhang Yiman just looked at Han Jue with love for a long time, and finally grabbed Han Jue's arm, and slipped herself into Han Jue's arms, clinging closer to Han Jue.

[Ah~~That's so good~~] Zhang Yiman couldn't hold back the smile, feeling that her happiness had come.

Zhang Yiman played with Han Jue's hand, thinking it looked good no matter what. First of all, the fingers are long and beautiful, the calluses on the fingertips are also beautiful, the veins on the back of the hand are also beautiful, the wound on the fist peak is also beautiful, and this black one...

【Um? 】

Zhang Yiman frowned slightly, grabbed the cuff of the bathrobe in Han Jue's left hand, and pushed it up bit by bit.

I accidentally became addicted to code words, and I couldn't stop it. For the sake of the two-in-one, please forgive me! Tickets can not be torn ah!