The amusement park in the Magic City is built in the suburbs, so it is naturally not much stingy.

People born in the south cannot understand the scene in Chinese textbooks where winter comes and trees become bare. The plants in the playground are still bright, red as red as red, green as green as green as green as it should be. The entire playground seems to be hidden in a botanical garden, with a very postcard of the scenery.

Even before entering the amusement park, the green outside is full of green, as if it is blocking winter outside.

Han Jue drove slowly, looking for parking spaces in the open-air parking lot outside the amusement park.

The former had a driver's license, so Han Jue didn't have to worry about the driver's license. The car was a sponsored car for the program's advertisement. The car in this world was the same as the car in the previous life, so it was not difficult for Han Jue to drive. But Han Jue's legs trembled from time to time. When he shook, Han Jue pretended to be very cold and rubbed his thighs twice.

Along the way, the closer he got to the amusement park, the more difficult it was for Han Jue to breathe, and he was speechless several times.

It's nervous.

Han Jue has not been afraid of schools or hospitals since he was a child, but only amusement parks. On the one hand, fearing heights is like the one shot of Death God 3. In Han Jue's eyes, amusement parks are too dangerous, there are too many ways to die, and these ways to die are very bad.

Looking at the tall and large Ferris wheel, the roller coaster with bizarre tracks and almost strange angles, Han Jue listened to the screams of tourists, and his blood was accelerating.

Han Jue thought that in such a cold winter, there would be no one running to the amusement park to play. Playing with roller coasters and jumping buildings, the cold wind blew on his face, wouldn’t it be like a knife shaving on his face? Only fools go to play.

Zhang Yiman is a fool.

Han Jue hopes that the depression in the amusement park can reduce half of Zhang Yiman's interest, and then the cold wind will freeze her little face to redness, so that she can dispel her partner's interest. Finally, she probably goes in the venue and walks a few steps, play with a sandbag or a doll, and then go back.

It’s a pity that there is always an ancient hostility between reality and beauty.

The amusement park is not ordinary. The closer it is to the amusement park, the slower the traffic will be.

Now Han Jue slowly moved his car and looked for a parking space.

After several hesitation and struggles, Han Jue could not help but turn the music in the car down, do the final ideological work for Zhang Yiman, or in other words, the final dying struggle.

"Teacher Zhang, why don't we go to the movies? Look, even if there is sun now, it's still very cold outside. Who can come to the amusement park in winter?" Han Jue revealed his incomprehension in his tone and tried to stop Zhang Yiman.

He chose to be blinded by the parking lots full of cars and tourists coming and going.

"We're you?" Zhang Yiman looked at Han Jue with a look of humanity and said, "We'll come to the amusement park in the middle of winter. For movies, we can watch them after playing them, and there are virtual reality movies in it, or watch them next time we go on a date..."

"The movie is not the point! The point is that if we only say that... Isn't it just the atmosphere when you go to the amusement park? There are fewer tourists, and it's boring to play. It's really boring." Han Jue felt that he was actually learning from Jarens to speak.

Is this a guilty experience?

"It's good to have few people, but there's no need to queue up if there's few people!" Zhang Yiman said happily instead.

“…”

Han Jue felt that his ability to fool his skills was really out of standard today, and he set the lowest level in his acting career. He must have been disturbed by the amusement park.

Han Jue frowned and reviewed the conversation just now in his mind. Finally, he thought about how to change the angle to fool the silly girl. But before he could say it, he saw a parking space ahead.

"Hurry, hurry up! Someone is going to grab our parking space!" Zhang Yiman pointed at the empty parking space with one hand and patted Han Jue's shoulder with the other. The down jacket was slapped by her, and the sound was very annoying.

"...The car is still fifty meters away from the parking space, and we are only three meters away from the parking space!" Han Jue was speechless.

"He accelerated! He accelerated!" Zhang Yiman was about to jump up.

Han Jue sighed, accepted his fate, accelerated the car by one yard, and parked the car in the open-air parking space.

As a global multinational chain amusement park, especially the headquarters of the Magic City, whether it is cold in winter or hot in summer, for this amusement park, there has always been only a difference between super lively and super lively, and there is no such thing as depression.

Zhang Yiman got off the car and looked at the vast gate of the amusement park and smiled. He couldn't help but feel happy. He hummed a small song, closed his eyes and shook his head, as if he was in a disco.

Han Jue was very distressed. On the way to the ticket station, his steps were as if he was stuck in a mud pond and struggling, and sometimes he felt like he was stepping on a cloud and had nowhere to focus.

"Uncle, hurry up." Zhang Yiman ran around Han Jue, constantly urging.

"No, no hurry," Han Jue said.

Zhang Yiman is about to die of anxiety.

The last time she came to this amusement park, she came with her sisters in high school. But it was summer and there were a lot of people, so she had to queue for a long time, so she had only three people gathered together and played with their own mobile phones. When it was their turn to queue up, they put down their mobile phones and rested. After the end, they went to another line and continued to play with their mobile phones. It was really boring.

This time it's different.

This time she came with her "boyfriend" and was on a date.

Han Jue's speed was really slow, and he was seriously dragged down during this date.

Zhang Yiman ran a few steps in front and had to stop and wait for Han Jue to follow him.

It's too slow. If you don't hurry up, just have lunch! Zhang Yiman is anxious.

Han Jue was still walking in his father-in-law, neither hurry nor slow down.

After several times, Zhang Yiman couldn't wait, so his eyes turned around. He didn't know what he thought of. Beichi bit his lip, turned his hand on his back, stood still, and watched Han Jue slowly approaching like a mimosa.

Han Jue walked over slowly and saw Zhang Yiman standing still, her face was still red, as if she had been frozen, and the cold was very severe. Han Jue couldn't help but lit up and said happily: "Why don't you leave? Are you tired? I think you are cold and hurt? This is not possible, let's go back now!"

"No!" Zhang Yiman patted Han Jue coquettishly, then looked at the sky and the earth, and said softly, "I'm waiting for you."

Han Jue was disappointed, collapsed his shoulders, dragged his heavy steps, and continued to walk to the battlefield full of dangers.

This time, Zhang Yiman did not jump around actively, but walked beside Han Jue and walked slowly with Han Jue.

In the eyes of others who don’t know their faces, they are inevitably praised for their filial piety.

After walking a few steps in silence, Zhang Yiman suddenly said to Han Jue in a very cute and shy tone: "Uncle, you are too slow."

Facing another urging, Han Jue replied lazily: "Yes, but..."

Before Han Jue could finish his words, Zhang Yiman ran to Han Jue and walked backwards. Han Jue was wondering, but Zhang Yiman stretched out his hand, held Han Jue's hand, and pulled it backwards.

When his hand was held by Zhang Yiman, Han Jue felt that the world had changed colors for a moment, all the sounds suddenly disappeared, and all the movements became slow motion.

In fact, Zhang Yiman didn't use much strength, but just with such a slight pull, Han Jue was driven and walked forward stumbled.

Han Jue's expression was dumb.

In his eyes, only Zhang Yiman has color, red hair, white skin, and black eyes. He can no longer hear the sound, as if someone has ticked the forbidden sound. His walking movements became agitated and unfamiliar. The only thing he could feel was the warmth in his palm.

Zhang Yiman saw Han Jue's expression dazed, and she was also shy. She turned around as if nothing had happened, and held Han Jue's hand straight, dragging it, and tugging it, and didn't dare to look back, like a person dragging a donkey to rush forward.

Strangely, even though she was not walking fast, she felt that her heart was about to jump out at any time and that people were about to fly. The smile on the corner of her mouth could not be taken back, which was happier than seeing the amusement park just after getting off the car.

The two of them walked very awkwardly and slowly at the beginning, but when they arrived, they could walk very naturally. Among the many couples and tourists who came and went, their "couple" was very natural to integrate.

Holding the uncle's palm was hot. It felt so hot that it could burn her hand, but she couldn't put it.

Ahhhh! How could I be so bold! Zhang Yiman feels that she is going to be beaten to death by Sister Qin.

This was the first time she took the initiative to hold a man's hand. At this time, she didn't know why she did this.

After the recording of this episode, Zhang Yiman interviewed in the dark room. This is how he answered: I don’t know why, maybe, just want to get along, hehe

After saying that, he held his face with his hands, intending to get by by acting cute.

At this time, she didn't know what it was to like.

...

"Okay! When it's a big white man!"

Sitting on the cart with our love bar, Director Wang looked at the content on the screen and was extremely excited!

After saying that, Director Wang raised his head and gurgled with something, and his movements were particularly heroic: "Happy!"

The screenwriters and Xiao Zengming in the rear were infected by the director and were also very excited and happy for it. They guessed what beer Director Wang was drinking. It was not until Director Wang packed the wrinkled beverage and ate it heavily on the table that they realized it was a bottle of sour milk.

"Go! Buy me two more bottles!" The director shouted to Xiao Tengming, looking wanton and ostentatious.

There was unwiped milk left on the corner of Wang Dao's mouth, a white circle proved that his white and white goods were real.

"Oh." Little Transparent had to get out of the car and buy milk without expression.

The director cast his eyes back to the screen, his eyes sharp, as if an eagle was staring at his prey, saying:
Chapter completed!