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Chapter 663 "Rain Lane"(2/2)

"Shut up, you really don't know your priorities."

Xu Jian was a little dumbfounded: "Don't you little bastards have any awareness? What do you really think Director Liao can do when he comes? Let alone Director Liao, Mr. Liang won't say anything when he comes."

Everyone was stunned.

Soon, several photographers followed Han Sen and took secret photos two to three meters away from Han Sen.

Han Sen browsed one gourmet shop after another, but almost didn't stop at any of them. He was really worried about causing riots if his identity was exposed, even though there didn't seem to be many people nearby.

After walking for about ten minutes, Han Sen turned around and said to the choreographer Xu Jian who was following him: "I want to eat a West Lake vinegar fish, can you help me arrange it?"

"Ah this?"

Xu Jian was dumbfounded.

Han Sen was also a little embarrassed. In the past, he could just say hello to his assistant Wang Kangcheng, but now it was a different person. Han Sen also felt a little embarrassed.

"Yes, yes, but aren't you planning to go on a date with the female guest?" Xu Jian couldn't help but ask.

Han Sen suddenly woke up and almost forgot about the business. He looked at Xu Jian: "Where is the female guest?"

"You need to explore this yourself." Xu Jian chuckled.

Han Sen sighed: "The sea of ​​people is huge, where can I explore?"

Xu Jian said with profound meaning: "Those who are destined will meet each other."

Well, Han Sen didn't continue chatting and continued browsing. Because the sun had come out early in the morning and the air was a little hot and humid, Han Sen bought a folding fan from a vendor. When he opened the folding fan, he could see clearly.

In four words: serve the country with loyalty and loyalty.

Han Sen turned around and went back to the stall. He replaced the folding fan with a new one. He opened the folding fan and read six words on it: The most talented man in the south of the Yangtze River.

The vendor smiled and said, "Young man, this fan suits you very well."

Han Sen was noncommittal because the other party said the same thing when the folding fans with the words "Serve the Country with Loyalty" were being sold.

He didn't choose any more, took out a piece of change from the red envelope and continued wandering around with his fan in hand.

In addition, he also just washed away the balance of the six-cent red envelope. I have to say that the program team is really stingy. The total of the six red envelopes is only 1,500 yuan.

Of course, there is no doubt that this fifteen hundred yuan is enough for Han Sen's expenses for a day.

Soon he came to a fireworks alley. The cracks in the bluestone slabs next to the alley were filled with green algae and morning dew. The whole box seemed empty at this moment. Suddenly Han Sen stopped and looked up, but only

At the other end of the alley, he saw a girl holding an oil-paper umbrella, strolling towards her side under the subtle sunlight that filtered through the willow branches.

Under the cover of the oil-paper umbrella, Han Sen couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he vaguely felt that the other person seemed to be the person he was looking for.

There is no special tip, it’s just because the other person’s figure is so good, and her white and tender skin shines in the sun.

In addition, Han Sen had been getting along with the other party almost day and night on the set recently, so when they got closer, Han Sen immediately confirmed the other party's identity.

But this is not an ordinary meeting, but a love variety show.

So there should be some romance!

So Han Sen paused, raised his folding fan, and against the backdrop of the six characters "The No. 1 Talented Man in the South of the Yangtze River" and the wide-eyed astonishment of the staff on the side, he opened his mouth and chanted:

"Holding an oil paper umbrella

Wandering alone in the long, long time

A lonely rainy alley

…”



The girl holding an oil umbrella who was strolling leisurely suddenly stopped at the beginning of the poem recitation, with a strange look on her face, "Brother Sen...why did you suddenly become so oily?"
Chapter completed!
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