This star is from the earth

If an audience told Han Jue at this time: "Han Jue, you have superstar qualifications."

After Han Jue heard it, he must have felt that the other party's disgusting words must be trying to cheat him out of money, or lure him into doing something stupid.

Sorry, no appointment, get out.

Fortunately, everyone just paid attention, and the audience only shouted "Niubi!", no one shouted "I love you", "I want to give birth to you" and the like.

The enthusiasm of the audience was probably exhausted by Han Jue, which led to Lin Qin, the main guest who appeared at the end, did not receive a good response when she performed.

Lin Qin herself didn't care too much, and with a quiet smile, she said the jokes to herself, and she was still very immersed in it, laughing first after each paragraph.

The audience in the audience will give a lively cheer and give a little support in good faith.

It's just that I don't know why, but there is no joke about Han Jue in Lin Qin's manuscript from the beginning to the end. When Lin Qin bowed, some people thought she had missed the speech, while others thought it was a return to Han Jue—Han Jue scolded everyone on stage, but she was the only one who didn't scold her.

Han Jue looked at Lin Qin's back and applauded earnestly. There was joy on his face, because the recording of this stupid program was finally finished, and he could finally go home.

The recording came to an end.

The main guest will present the trophy of the King of Tucao.

The guests bustlingly danced and stood on the stage. Through a set of established formulas in the circle, the most popular ones stood in the middle, followed by those with seniority. People like Han Jue were naturally pushed to the side in a tacit understanding.

The audience in the audience stretched their necks, as if expecting something to happen. To put it bluntly, I want to see if Han Jue will be beaten, or if he will be choked to beat someone.

However, Han Jue, who stood at the very edge, was very disappointing. He just stood there crookedly with his hands in his pockets, yawning, just like a passerby who strayed into the studio.

The host repeated the process of awarding the King of Tucao to Lin Qin. Lin Qin didn't set up any suspense. She said almost without hesitation: "I want to present the award to Han Jue. His performance has left me a deep impression." deep impression."

The host on the stage looked at the director in the audience with a bitter expression on his face.

However, there is still no way, Lin Qin is not well-known, but the company behind her is very powerful, and she has the confidence not to follow the unspoken rules of the program group.

In the end, Han Jue, who was standing on the edge, could only be pulled to the center of the stage to present the award.

Han Jue recorded this trip, and after seeing a pile of trash, he felt that this girl had a pretty face and a personality, which made his first impression of the world circle not too bad.

"You are amazing!" After Lin Qin handed the award to Han Jue, she showed her thumbs with both hands, and then kept turning her smile.

Han Jue was amused by the girl's strange gesture, and didn't know what it was, so he just said thank you.

Now that I won the award, I can't escape the final behind-the-scenes interview.

It is also impossible for the program team to ask about the recording accident on the stage, so they can only ask Han Jue:

"Participated in today's "Tucao Show", how do you feel?"

Han Jue said: "I feel that this trip was not in vain. The scene was also very happy and enjoyable."

The staff behind the camera were calm on the surface, but they were already complaining madly in their hearts.

He asked again: "How do you feel after getting the King of Tucao?"

Han Jue replied: "It deserves its name. Hehe."

Although the staff are used to seeing thick-skinned comedians playing tricks and boasting, they couldn't laugh when they saw Han Jue in front of them with a natural expression. Don't be drowned by the scolding of netizens.

On the other hand, Lin Qin was asked how to comment on her performance when she was in the finale, she said: "It seems that I should do my own music well, the talk show is too difficult, I feel very sorry for the audience .”

When asked about her thoughts on today's show, she said bluntly: "Actually, everyone acted very funny, but Han Jue's performance was really surprising. I think everyone was surprised by his performance. I learned about it from the news. Yes, it's not the same."

In other places, apart from a few guests who couldn't let go of their hearts, some other guests gave Han Jue high praise with wry smiles or admiration. But when the praise is over, he will still sigh helplessly.

A regular guest of "Tucao Big Show", that is, a thumbs up. He didn't speak, just looked admiring. If you want them to elaborate, they'll tell you, "This is not enough space. If you want to see the screenwriter's specific evaluation of the guests, watch next week's "Tucao Tucao Show"! Our screenwriters will sit together, and for today's This issue of "Tucao Big Show" is full of complaints."

...

After Han Jue was briefly interviewed, today's work was officially over. In fact, the follow-up publicity also needs Han Jue's cooperation, but considering Han Jue's emptied Werther, everyone tacitly didn't mention it.

Han Jue was relaxed, and habitually walked to the elevator alone. When he got downstairs, he saw the eyes of people coming and going focusing on him, and he suddenly remembered that he was an artist, he had a manager, and he had No money. Han Jue hurried back to the lounge, and sure enough, he saw a cold-faced man leaning against the wall playing with his mobile phone in the corridor.

When the cold-faced man saw Han Jue, he put away his mobile phone and signaled Han Jue to follow with his eyes. Han Jue didn't dare to say that he almost left him here and left alone, so he could only pretend that he was not familiar with the exit and the direction of the elevator, and followed quietly.

Looking out of the window, it was already dark outside.

In the corridor, several guests bid farewell to each other politely. Seeing Han Jue approaching, everyone stopped talking. Facing Han Jue, they didn't jump and yell, they didn't get angry, and they didn't want to shake their fists. It's one thing to fight, but more importantly, Han Jue's aura of not being a "reserved dog" at all tonight made them dare not act rashly.

Han Jue walked straight past them.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Han Jue and the cold-faced man walked towards the car, and a nanny car slowed down and stopped beside them. When the car window came down, Lin Qin waved to Han Jue with a smile on her face, saying goodbye.

Han Jue was surprised, but also politely said goodbye. Watching Lin Qin's nanny car drive away and stop at the company gate, and greet other guests, Han Jue feels that he is from the country of cherry blossoms. It seems that this polite setting is really unified in the universe.

On the way back, Han Jue was mentally prepared to be held accountable by the cold-faced man, but the cold-faced man didn't say anything, and Han Jue was happy to be at ease, sitting quietly. It wasn't until the car drove downstairs to Han Jue's house that the cold-faced man finally spoke to Han Jue: "The company will contact you later if there is something to do. You should rest well these two days and don't run around."

Watching the cold-faced man go away, Han Jue went upstairs with slightly heavy steps, opened the door, and the cold darkness hit him. He held on to the door and didn't go in for a long time.

Han Jue stood outside the door, wanting to smoke a cigarette, felt it up and down, only to realize that his pocket was empty, and he had never seen a cigarette at home, maybe this body does not smoke.

Han Jue exhaled slowly, feeling as if his whole body had lost weight.

After passing through the sudden test, the relaxed Han Jue thought about what to do when he was on the stage, after the recording was over, what to do when he got home—take a quick shower first, then order a takeaway, and then Have dinner while watching a movie.

However, facing the desolation in front of him, Han Jue found that he didn't want to go home at all. Because this is not his home.

No one cooked anymore, turned on the warm lamp, and lay on the sofa waiting for him to come back. And no one can make him hug and take a nap after being tired, and then blame each other on who is going to cook.

And there was no white Samoyed, which jumped happily with its mouth open.

Why am I here.

What kind of punishment is this?

Some things that I had no time to think of during the day now came to my mind one by one.

I can't help but feel sad.

In my previous life, I had no father or mother, but I had a person who loved me and loved each other, a dog who accompanied me for many years, friends who encouraged and supported each other, and seniors in the industry who cared about me. Even though the job of screenwriting did not bring him material satisfaction, after a long time, he has gained some reputation in the industry for being cheap and easy to use. There is no doubt that life is getting better and better.

Just why is it him?

Can someone come out and give an explanation?

At night, I embraced my lover and fell asleep, but when I woke up, I came to a strange world alone.

Not only was everything he had emptied overnight, but he was also burdened with a lot of things he didn't want to own. How could he survive?

A spy without a country, a traveler with no return.

Everything is strange, like a prisoner who has been locked up for decades, facing a strange society after being released from prison, he is so out of place and can't find his foothold in society. You have been eliminated by the world, society does not need you.

Han Jue felt like he was out of breath. He slowly squatted down to the ground, one hand was still hooked on the armrest, and the other hand was beating his heart vigorously.

The light above the corridor was bright, casting his shadow in the entrance of the house.

The shadow trembled.

For a long time, for a long time.

"From Monday to Sunday, you are so fragile..."

A song suddenly sounded.

Han Jue's cell phone rang, echoing in the empty corridor.

The lyrics seem to have broken Han Jue's mind. He suddenly woke up from the memories, and wiped his tears in embarrassment.

"When the night grows longer, will you sleep deeply..."

The phone rang tirelessly, Han Jue raised his head and let out a deep breath, not rushing to pay attention, intending to let the other party hang up by himself.

Half a minute later, the phone went silent. But just after a short pause, it rang tirelessly again.

"From Monday to Sunday, you are so fragile..."

Han Jue impatiently took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

There is only one character [Weng] for the caller.

connected.

Han Jue raised the phone to his ear, and didn't speak first. His throat was blocked and he didn't want to speak.

The person on the opposite side didn't speak either, and Han Jue could hear the noise on the other end of the phone.

There is the sound of a car horn.

Finally, after a stalemate for a while, the other party spoke.

"I'm almost there, come down."

It was a woman's voice, and Han Jue easily matched this voice with the a cappella voice in the phone's ringtone just now.

[Tsk, another trouble. But at this time. 】

Han Jue's mood is extremely gloomy now, and he doesn't want to see anyone: "I'm sick, let's talk about it later."

"You're not sick, I know you went to record a show today." The other party answered immediately.

Han Jue didn't want to say another word.

The other side was also silent for a while before continuing: "Don't delay any longer."

Then the opposite party hung up the phone without waiting for Han Jue to speak.

Listening to the blind tone, Han Jue sighed.

"I came here for no fucking reason, and I'm going to fucking wipe your ass. What a fool..."

Han Jue stood up and took the elevator to the first floor slowly.

The space on the first floor is only used for commuting, surrounded by a large piece of glass, and there are tea tables and sofas in the corner for people to rest here.

Han Jue sat on the sofa and looked at the street lights in the distance outside the glass.

It's only about half past nine, and the community is very lively. Han Jue watched and listened to the men and women walking together, and the couple walking with their children, and his thoughts easily returned to another world.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

The sound of heavy footsteps approached from a distance.

A woman in a cap, baggy shirt, and hot pants appeared on the other side of the glass.

The visitor glanced at Han Jue who was in a daze, lifted the suitcase in his hand, continued the previous pace, and walked in.

Han Jue pulled out of his daze.

The woman walked up to Han Jue, put the box on the small table, then stared into Han Jue's eyes, and said:

"All the things you gave me before are in it. Don't contact me in the future."

Han Jue looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and after hearing her words, he roughly knew what was going on.

separate? Great, one less big hassle.

Han Jue nodded and said nothing.

The woman looked around Han Jue's eyes carefully, and was silent for a while, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she became cruel and turned away without saying a word.

After watching the woman leave, Han Jue picked up the heavy box and took the elevator back to the house.

After entering the house, he put the box at the entrance and ignored it.

After taking a shower, he took off the new shorts and put them on. He picked up the unfinished snacks in the living room during the day with his bare arms, and walked to the study.

Turn on the computer, the computer has a password.

Han Jue tried the number on his ID card, but it didn't work, and then used the number in the phone memo, but it didn't work either.

Han Jue sighed, then used his mobile phone to surf the Internet, and searched for the lyrics of the ringtone he heard just now according to his memory. Sure enough, I found a song, searched for the song title, and found the singer named [Weng Nanxi]. Then search the singer's information to find the date of birth, and the photo is the woman who gave the box not long ago. It's also in Han Jue's cell phone photo album.

Enter your birthday and log in successfully.

On the desktop is a landscape photo taken by the sea, with the back view of a graceful woman in the corner.

When I opened the webpage, I planned to find the information of my predecessor first, and then make a good plan for my future life. Fortunately, all the functions are similar to those he is familiar with, so Han Jue won't have to relearn how to operate a computer. It's just that the pinyin on the keyboard is not in the same order as the keyboard in his previous life, which caused him to type very slowly.

He first searched from encyclopedia information, then went to forums, social platforms, and then various news.

After checking it like this, I saw it until late at night.

In the previous life, Han Jue was used to staying up late, but this body's schedule seems to be very healthy. Han Jue felt sleepy for a while, so he took a shower first.

While brushing my teeth, I recalled some of the information I just read:

Became a trainee at the age of 15, until the age of 23 to participate in the domestic leading brokerage company - [Blue Whale Entertainment] in conjunction with local TV stations, and held auditions for all of Asia (Huaxia, Hangao, Sakura, and other East Asian countries) Activity. A selection for a group of five teenagers. Han Jue participated and got one of the only three places in Huaxia. The entire selection process was filmed and recorded. In the end, the shows were released one by one, and they became popular before their debut. When the five members of the group have almost gotten along well, and the momentum has reached its peak, it's time for the group to debut.

The name of the group [W.I.N] is naturally not the initials of [I Love You], but the pronunciation of the word [Yong] in Cantonese, which means never disbanding.

But the irony is that a week before the debut of this group, someone switched jobs.

Han Jue's predecessor jumped to another entertainment company and took the lead in making his solo debut. At that time, the brokerage company that poached Han Jue, which is the current brokerage company, was a person with a large capital background. He was new to the entertainment industry, and made a big move right away, poaching the most valuable Han Jue from an established company. .

The trump card was poached, and the people at [W.I.N] were stunned. All plans could only be postponed, and all publicity and deployment rescheduled afterwards, no matter what seemed extremely hasty.

In the first year, Han Jue did emerge, and topics and resources were piled on him alone. Wherever he went, he was crazily sought after, so that Han Jue thought he was someone, so he drifted away.

You must know that there are never many eyes staring at Han Jue. On the surface, no one is wrestling with the new capital crocodile, but the black hands behind them are always making moves.

In the end, Han Jue, who was drifting away, was caught by the flaw without accident and was blacked out. Han Jue's economic company has little experience and young qualifications, so Han Jue was frustrated to the end.

After [W.I.N.4] got up on the other side, he frantically suppressed Han Jue to death.

Afterwards, Han Jue was called out by everyone in the entertainment industry. As soon as all kinds of fabricated rumors came out, everyone immediately believed them, and then stepped on Han Jue together. In those days, black Han Jue was simply a kind of trend.

Han Jue's bones were so hard that he was arrogant and arrogant. After falling down, he still insisted: not to be on low-grade programs, not to be a student to participate in auditions, and not to shoot movies and TV shows produced by unknown names.

The result of this is the arrival of Han Jue, who has been wasted until now, from the earth in the 21st century.

Han Jue didn't have time to read other details.

"Oh~"

Han Jue, who was in the bathroom, sighed, for both his predecessor and his future.

Han Jue took a handful of water and splashed it on his face, then stared at his own eyes in the mirror.

Lying down on the bed, Han Jue turned on Weibo according to his habit on Earth.

Looking at the authenticated account called [Han Jue], the dynamic number of [0] is displayed below.

Han Jue thought for a while, then clicked into the typing box, typed, and published.

Drowsiness hit, Han Jue lay on his side, his eyes looked straight at his arms.

Han Jue looked at it carefully, the scabbed wound on his wrist, and other wounds that had faded but were still visible.

Touch the wound with the other hand, feel the hardness of the wound, and also feel the pain.

After a long time, Han Jue's voice sounded in the quiet room:

"Leave it to me later."

Lights out, sleep.

...

At one o'clock in the morning of the same day, among the only fans who followed Han Jue, they were on Weibo, and a small number of fans who paid special attention to Han Jue found that Han Jue had updated Weibo:

[Whether an asteroid hits the earth first, or a car hits you first, or which virus hits which cell of yours. How sure are you of life. 】

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