This star is from the earth

The last place to eat is Aidu's cafeteria.

After thanking the producer and sound engineer sent by Ai Du to help, Zhang Yiman took Han Jue to the cafeteria. The staff of the program group took turns to eat and had to continue filming them.

When I came down, it was already a little later than the normal meal time, but there were still chefs in the cafeteria.

Artists or trainees eat whatever they want, and it is common for them to miss the meal time as soon as they practice.

So when Han Jue and Zhang Yiman brought the cameraman to the cafeteria, there were still a few artists sitting in the cafeteria. When the artists saw Zhang Yiman, the company mascot, they greeted him warmly.

Zhang Yiman was a little shy. Since she participated in the first episode of "Let's Fall in Love", those who are close to her in the company will make fun of her when they see Zhang Yiman. What [Xiaoman is also a big girl], what [when will I bring someone to the company for everyone to inspect], Zhang Yiman blushed every time and waved her hands repeatedly, unable to resist.

This time it was caught.

And when those artists saw Han Jue next to Zhang Yiman, they had different expressions on their faces. They exchanged glances, and then looked at Han Jue, which was a little meaningful.

Lin Qin had the most natural expression among them.

They didn't say hello to Han Jue, but Han Jue didn't care, and nodded to them as a greeting.

It is said to be a canteen, but the delicacy of the dishes is still acceptable.

Zhang Yiman was in a familiar place, as if he had the home court advantage, pulling Han Jue's sleeve, running left and right in front of the dishes, recommending which one is delicious to Han Jue. However, before the introduction of this dish is finished, he would involuntarily pick up another dish and put it in Han Jue's hands.

The last two sat down at a table in the corner.

Fixed cameras have been placed on and around the table. Luckily, Han Juexin didn't have a cameraman walking around to take pictures, otherwise he might not be able to eat.

The director and screenwriters sat outside the camera, slightly away from Han Jue and the others, watching the recording live.

After the two of them sat down, they began to eat. They ate very seriously. They didn't talk at all, and they didn't give each other food. It seemed that they really ate for the sake of eating, and it didn't look like they were filming a love reality show.

Han Jue was savoring the dishes seriously, immersed in his own world, while Zhang Yiman was absent-mindedly eating rice by grain. Hearing the light smile from the artist at the table just now, his face became more and more serious. Red, eating more and more slowly, like sitting on pins and needles.

It took about 5 minutes for the two to eat each, but there was still no interaction, not even the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding. The sound picked up by the radio equipment is only the chatting and laughing of the chef in the distance, and the laughter of the entertainers at the table.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, as expected, as expected, really, I'm fine." The director said sincerely to the screenwriters around him, waving his hands nonchalantly, as if he had seen through the coldness and warmth of the world .

However, those screenwriters have never even looked at the director. They think this kind of reality is quite interesting. If you are anxious, let the director be anxious. It's very eye-catching.

It seemed that Han Jue still couldn't bear to direct the one-man show, so the silence was quickly broken.

When the absent-minded Zhang Yiman was holding a pea, he didn't hold it firmly and let the pea fall to the table.

Han Jue's eyes froze.

"Quick, quick, pick it up, pick it up! Three! Two..." Han Jue urged Zhang Yiman like an instructor urging a recruit.

Zhang Yiman heard Han Jue's hasty and urgent tone, and when she woke up, she panicked to pick up the beans, but she didn't pick up the beans when she heard that Han Jue had counted to [one], so she just used her hand to pick up the beans. Pick it up and put it in your mouth.

"It's so dangerous!" Zhang Yiman said with lingering fear as he supported the table with no strength.

"It's okay." Han Jue returned to a flat expression.

"Uncle, why is there no bacteria if you eat something that falls on the table within three seconds? I heard that in some places it is five seconds, in some places it is six seconds," Zhang Yiman was asked I was startled by the incident, so I didn't listen to the movement at that table, but shifted my attention to Han Jue, "I asked my father, and he said that the time to pick up food is inversely proportional to the degree of wealth, and he didn't give it to me. I have a standard answer."

Han Jue looked around with his eyes, lowered his voice and said, "Actually, the reason why we count down to three..."

Zhang Yiman stared at Han Jue seriously.

"...Because it's not easy for others to see if you pick up something and eat it within three seconds." Han Jue said quietly.

Zhang Yiman's eyes widened, as if he had heard some truth in the world.

"Look, they didn't notice that you dropped your things on the table just now, right?" Han Jue gestured with his eyes, referring to the table where Zhang Yiman greeted just now.

"Yeah!" Zhang Yiman nodded excitedly. She recalled that when she was eating beans just now, she really didn't seem to hear the laughter from that table.

"Let's eat." Han Jueyun said lightly, as if imparting a trivial life tip.

Of course, Zhang Yiman would not know that when the program is broadcast here, the program crew will write subtitles in the later stage: [In fact, no matter how many seconds, as long as the food falls on the table, bacteria will be attached to the surface, if you want to pick it up To eat, the shorter the time, the better. It's definitely not the reason Mr. Han said. Don't be misled by Mr. Zhang's expression. 】

Seeing that the two began to eat their own food again, the atmosphere became silent again as the kitchen. It feels like a male dormitory in a university. A few people do their own things all day long, and then they can chat at any time when they suddenly think of something, and then continue to do their own things after the chat. Straightforward and straightforward, no need to think about the other party at all.

Han Jue and Zhang Yiman are comfortable, but the director is very uncomfortable.

So, while Han Jue and the others were eating, the four artists from the same company who had greeted Zhang Yiman before that table came to Han Jue's table.

Han Jue and Zhang Yiman sat at this table to place a camera on the table, so it was a six-person table, and there were four people on the other side, and the number of seats was just right.

They were proposed by Sister Qin and the director agreed to interact with each other on camera. Sister Qin held the idea of ​​not rubbing the camera for nothing, and the director felt that it would be fine as long as Han Jue and Zhang Yiman were not kept silent.

"Mr. Han, hello." They greeted Han Jue politely in front of the camera.

Han Jue and Zhang Yiman sat facing each other, and if the four of them wanted to sit down, one of them must sit next to Han Jue. When they rushed to sit next to Zhang Yiman in order not to get close to Han Jue, the nearest pollution source, Lin Qin took the initiative to sit next to Han Jue.

"Hi~Miss Lin." Han Jue had an impression of Lin Qin. He didn't know that Lin Qin and Zhang Yiman belonged to the same company. Besides feeling a little coincidental, he was also a little embarrassed. He remembered that when he first wrote "Favorite Female Artist" on the questionnaire, he wrote Lin Qin.

"We finally met, Mr. Han," Lin Qin smiled politely and sincerely.

"Hey, Teacher Han, I watched the last episode and you said that your favorite female artist is Lin Qin. Now that you see me, do you have anything to say?" One of the female artists really grasped the pain point and planned to beat Han Jue this hard. Reservoir dogs.

[Do something? Is the Shura field so easy to handle? 】Han Jue's face remained unchanged.

Lin Qin also looked at Han Jue with interest, as if waiting for Han Jue to say something to her.

Zhang Yiman also pursed her lips and looked at Han Jue. Although she had told Lin Qin about this long ago, she even wanted to introduce Lin Qin to Han Jue. However, when Lin Qin and Han Jue really got to know each other now, she suddenly felt something strange in her heart, and she couldn't grasp it or express it. But this strange feeling was dispelled by Han Jue's next words.

"Can you swim?" Han Jue glanced at Zhang Yiman's slightly pursed mouth, turned around and asked Lin Qin with a smile.

Lin Qin felt strange, but still shook her head and replied: "No."

Han Jue shrugged regretfully and said, "Me neither."

"So you want to learn swimming with Linqin?" someone joked.

"No, I want to say, I'm afraid Lin Qin and I can't both fall in love, or we will drown." Han Jue said solemnly, as if this was really a very serious matter.

Then Han Jue smiled and said to Zhang Yiman: "Can you swim?"

"I will! I'm a good swimmer!" Zhang Yiman raised his hand.

Those artists, including Lin Qin, all looked at Zhang Yiman with teasing eyes and mouthed [Oh~~].

Zhang Yiman covered his face all of a sudden, twisted his body in reluctance, and shouted "You bully me".

Then one of them seemed to have thought of something, looked at Han Jue with vigor, and said:

"Look, you have a "girlfriend" now. If a woman with a good figure and good looks sits on your lap, will you be moved?"

Han Jue saw that Zhang Yiman obviously stopped twisting and listened, Han Jue was very surprised and said, "Why would I let someone sit on my lap?"

The female artist raised her eyebrows and said [oh yo] in her heart.

"Then when you have a party with your friends, if a girl drinks too much, will you send her home?"

Listening to these questions, Han Jue recalled the fear of being dominated in his previous life. In the past, my girlfriend in my previous life asked me these ultimate questions one by one according to Weibo. If I didn't answer well, I would be punched wildly, and I couldn't help trembling when I thought about it. Listening to these questions now, I just feel that they are all pediatrics and easy.

【Heh, you guys don't know what I've been through, I just crawled out of hell. 】

Han Jue smiled slightly: "I never go to a party with girls."

"What if your ex-girlfriend kissed you forcefully in front of Xiaoman?" The female artist frowned, feeling troubled.

Zhang Yiman put down his hands covering his face, opened his eyes wide, and waited curiously for Han Jue's answer.

Han Jue was puzzled: "Why did I see my ex-girlfriend?"

"You are so good at answering, you must have talked with many girlfriends, right?" This person saw that every sentence didn't work, and felt that Han Jue's desire to survive was simply too strong. Judging from her experience, Han Jue had at least experienced A fancy test for 2-digit girlfriends.

"You're so free, you must have no one?" Han Jueyun replied calmly.

The actress gritted her teeth.

Female artist No. 2 sitting next to Zhang Yiman saw that her colleague was defeated in front of Han Jue, and felt that she wanted to regain this place, so she whispered to Zhang Yiman and whispered.

Looking at Han Jue with a proud face, he said, "What do you think I am doing?"

Han Jue was not at all curious about what she whispered, he didn't care: "You are pretending to be funny and swaying your narcissism."

Actress No. 2 chokes.

"Xiaoman, this boyfriend of yours is so ungentlemanly! Will he beat us everywhere? He's not afraid to make us cry." Female artist No. 3 took the baton.

"If you cry like this, your tears are really worthless." Han Jue said lazily, holding his chin.

"Oh, uncle, don't say a few words~" Zhang Yiman patted Han Jue coquettishly, but she knew how uncomfortable Han Jue could say. What these people are today is Zhang Yiman's past.

Han Jue shrugged and stopped talking.

Lin Qin didn't join in to become the fourth, Yu Qing had a good impression of Han Jue, there was no need to be eccentric, and Yu Li was a foreign artist, she didn't dare to be casual in front of the camera.

Except for Lin Qin, the three female artists stopped talking to Han Jue and mainly chatted with Zhang Yiman to create scenes for Zhang Yiman. Han Jue enjoyed himself and slowly ate the rest of the dishes.

Then the meal is over.

Although it was not a happy meal, the director was satisfied.

Judging by his cunning and cunning eyes, and thanks to the ultimate questions that the three artists asked to torture their boyfriends, Han Jue, Zhang Yiman and the other couple remembered [We are a couple! 】Otherwise, with the rhythm of Han Jue and Zhang Yiman, I'm afraid I don't know when I want to enter the role.

Now watching Zhang Yiman bid farewell to the artists and friends, then turned his head and glared at Han Jue coquettishly, the corner of the director's mouth hangs a smile of the villain behind the scenes.

"Uncle! You have to change this irritating character!" Zhang Yiman wrinkled her delicate nose, but smiled.

"Hey~ I told you this, the constellation can't be changed..."

"You come again!"

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