As the evening approaches, whether it is located in the city center or the edge of the subordinate area, as long as it is a community, it will suddenly "live".

The noise is slowly emerging.

First, the family who had eaten early and took the children out for a walk in the afterglow. Then, the elderly chatted with their old friends in a fixed place, and the trivial matters might as well be interspersed with family and country affairs. Some middle-aged people who are healthy also began to circle around the community, slapping their hands and doing some flat movements similar to health exercises, or walking backwards.

People at work also walked in from outside one after another, looking tired but very relaxed.

It was filled with the atmosphere of life for a moment.

Everything is no different from usual.

However, today, some people can't walk when they get to a place.

People gathered around there from afar.

Others saw a group of people gathering there, like iron filings being sucked by magnets. The walk route turned around and walked towards the crowd, sticking to the periphery of the onlookers.

People asked curiously about the group of people who surrounded them first.

The person who surrounded him first pointed at the front and explained to the people who later also had a fierce discussion.

"Oh, it seems like a celebrity is filming TV here."

"I've seen them before."

"It seems very famous."

"I saw that young man coming over with his suitcase in the morning. I'm afraid I'm not going to live here."

The new onlookers were in an uproar.

I met a star on the way, and there was a star living in the community, which gave people a different sense.

Looking ahead, they saw a group of low-key dressed people, well-trained and enthusiastically tidying up large and small equipment, all of which were packed into silver-white boxes, both large and small.

When I saw two young men standing in the busy crowd, a man and a woman standing in the handsome face confirmed that what I said was true.

This is a star!

Let’s look at the side of these two stars, there is a suitcase.

OK, I really want to be neighbors with celebrities.

So the newcomers stood there, listening to the information about these two "new neighbors", and talking a lot.

While Han Jue was being watched by people, he also looked at the crowd watching from a distance. When he looked at each other, he could still attract a small range of greetings from women.

Half a month ago, Han Jue and his team came here to record the show for the first time, and they packed up their things and left their new home at this time. But today is different from the past, this time it attracted the attention of local residents.

The initial cause was that Han Jue and the others had finished shooting, and Zhang Yiman went downstairs to prepare to leave. Suddenly, they heard the screams of several girls. This scared Han Jue and thought something had happened.

As a result, when the girls who were excited and stopped came with courage, Han Jue realized what was going on.

After Han Jue and Zhang Yiman met their request for autographs, some young people came one after another, most of whom were women. In the end, they didn’t care whether they knew Han Jue or not. Seeing that Han Jue was good-looking and was a star, they walked forward.

So in the end, many residents who took a walk after dinner watched the fun, and the number of onlookers gradually increased.

Unlike Zhang Yiman's habit, the feeling of being surrounded by autographs gave Han Jue a little the reality that he was a little star. This is the first time he signed more than two as soon as he signed an autograph.

He could probably guess that this was all due to the impact of recent events.

Han Jue didn't feel much emotion.

Zhang Yiman was pulled away by the screenwriters and whispered something. Sister Qin walked over at this time, stood beside Han Jue, looked forward with him, and spoke after a while:

"Xiaoman said you had prepared an album of songs for her? Thank you first. However, because the company had already discussed the entire album, the company did not agree, and Xiaoman had a little emotional for several days."

It's for explanation.

Han Jueke remembered that when the first recording was recorded, this agent named Sister Qin looked at him as if he was watching a piece of shit that could move. Fortunately, he gradually regarded him as a normal person later.

"It's okay, this approach is understandable." Han Jue looked ahead, did not look at Sister Qin, but just smiled and said, "Zhang Yiman is very good. I will thank her for helping me."

Sister Qin turned her head and looked at Han Jue and said, "I heard Xiaoman sing the song "Bloody Love Story" by listening to Xiaoman's a cappella, but I think the company missed a great opportunity."

Han Jue just smiled and didn't say anything.

Generally, people who hear this will be kind and say [to cooperate again next time I have the chance]. However, Han Jue's calm and composed look seemed to be really saying [Yes, you just missed a great opportunity].

Sister Qin doesn’t think she can’t talk this day. But she can only answer her own words: “Seeing Xiaoman doesn’t give up, I guess she will probably have a chance to cooperate again in the future.”

Han Jue was about to deny that he didn't, but thought of the [wish coupon] in the morning, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Han Jue narrowed his eyes and thought, maybe he could do something next time and force the stupid girl to use the [wish coupon] early, which should not be difficult.

Sister Qin continued, "But I guess it's not the price next time. I don't know if your company will be willing to leak the works. By the way, have you found a next home?"

Han Jue raised his eyebrows and finally turned to look at Sister Qin beside him.

Sister Qin looked straight in the distance, unmoved.

"No." Han Jue finally spoke truthfully. Zhang Yiman already knew about this because of this matter in [Liankou Bar].

Sister Qin nodded and said, "I think so, otherwise the price of this song would not be Xiaoman who would have told you about 50,000 yuan."

30,000 to 50,000 are acceptable to Ai. Zhang Yiman's elbow turned outward and directly reached the bottom line of the price.

Han Jue laughed dryly.

"Xiaoman said you are short of money. If this is the case, I can make the decision to buy the songs you prepared for Xiaoman first." Sister Qin said.

Han Jue was not too happy after listening to it, but asked: "Can you guarantee that those songs will be sung for Zhang Yiman?"

"I don't know this." Sister Qin means that she cannot guarantee it.

Han Jue is particularly beloved of these songs from his previous life, so it is impossible for him to sing them to others casually. Although he needs money now, he will not sell these songs to people who have not been recognized by him.

"Then I'm not that short of money." Han Jue shrugged.

Sister Qin glanced at Han Jue and then remained silent.

When Sister Qin saw Zhang Yiman's assistant driving the nanny car over, she turned around and said to Han Jue: "Then Xiaoman and I will leave first."

"Okay, goodbye." Han Jue turned around and watched Sister Qin leave.

Zhang Yiman still wants to go to the commercial performance this time, and he still wants to take the program team's car home.

Sister Qin left Han Jue and walked to Zhang Yiman, who was surrounded by screenwriters at this moment.

Zhang Yiman felt that these screenwriters had become a sensation of love encyclopedias. Not only did they frequently say golden sentences, but they were also more accurate than online. An argument is often followed by several examples as support. They can also design a set of self-consistent theories, which makes Zhang Yiman's eyes shine and even with a small notebook can't remember them.

However, Sister Qin reminded her that the car would be late if she didn't rush to the commercial performance location.

In the end, Zhang Yiman could only add contact information to the screenwriters reluctantly and discuss it slowly with the picture.

"Goodbye uncle!" Zhang Yiman also came over and said goodbye to Han Jue.

Finally, Zhang Yiman told the entire program team other things and hurriedly got into the nanny car and left.

On the car.

Sister Qin listened to Zhang Yiman sitting behind her, holding her small notebook, and kept talking to herself, and occasionally uttering:

"Try this next time!"

"Oh! This makes sense!"

"I see!"

Such exclamations.

Immersed in my own world, the music couldn't cover it.

Sister Qin turned the music down, turned her head to Zhang Yiman and said, "Don't look at things in the car."

"It's okay, I glanced at it. It was very fast and would not hurt my eyes at all!" Zhang Yiman was full of energy to learn.

Sister Qin turned her head and looked at Zhang Yiman, glanced at the notebook quickly, then closed her eyes and thought, nodded, figured out something, showed a satisfied smile, and then opened her eyes and glanced at the notebook quickly.

Sister Qin's face gradually became serious.

"Little Man."

"Um?"

Zhang Yiman opened her eyes and saw a serious face that was rare and rare. Her happy mood disappeared in an instant.

Sister Qin's expression at this time was obviously no different from her usual expression, but Zhang Yiman, who had been running around with Sister Qin since junior high school, immediately knew that Sister Qin was very serious now.

So his hair stood up and Zhang Yiman subconsciously straightened his back, quickly put the notebook in his bag, and kept promised: "I won't read it anymore."

However, Sister Qin still looked at Zhang Yiman with a serious expression.

Zhang Yiman quickly looked at his outfit and body parts, and looked in the mirror. There was no problem. Then he looked around and everything was normal.

I really couldn't find anything wrong, and suddenly realized it, closed my eyes and lay back.

I started pretending to close my eyes and rest.

However, I felt that Sister Qin's hot gaze swept around her.

"It doesn't make sense to watch too much that thing," said Sister Qin gently, "Don't be too immersed in the show, this is a variety show."

Zhang Yiman closed his eyes tightly and quickly lit his head.
To be continued...