The follow-up part will come to an end, and then it will be the filming of Han Jue and Zhang Yiman’s chat in the living room.

While the staff were installing fixed cameras, Director Wang came over like a penguin and greeted Han Jue with his belly. He said something, and so on. However, these words were like praise. In Han Jue's ears, he always felt that Director Wang was complaining about him.

Han Jue could only respond calmly: "How many beasts are deceitful, it only makes you laugh."

He never mentioned his unconventional reaction was that he thought some radicals were going to shoot him.

"Hahaha, huh?" Director Wang reacted and held the fleshy hand beside him, and almost swung it. But he was afraid that Han Jue would be beaten to death or to be beaten to death by Han Jue. He secretly made a decision to make a trick on Han Jue once.

After a happy greeting, as usual, Director Wang pinched a gap between the index finger and thumb of Rou Dundun, reminded Han Jue, and then asked the reporter to beat the board and took everyone out of Han Jue's room to Xiao Zhou's room.

The program started recording.

The only living people in the living room are Han Jue and Zhang Yiman.

In short, these two people have not met for nearly half a month.

Han Jue and Zhang Yiman sat on the double sofa, adjusting themselves to a comfortable position, crossing their legs or lying their legs, which was very homely and unceremonious.

However, the two people who had adjusted their sitting posture, one looked at the ceiling and the other stared at the potted plants, did not look at each other. The two people who could record smoothly without thinking seemed to have not entered the state and started chatting immediately.

The recording of their pair has never been made in the script, and the chemical reactions between the two people are even more exciting than the carefully designed script and script. Every minute in the material makes Director Wang wish he could put it in the main film.

This is the first time this happens.

Han Jue was thinking that his performance in the last time he was a bit embarrassing. Now he was not ready to face Zhang Yiman again, but when he suddenly saw Zhang Yiman, he didn't know what kind of appearance he should see her.

In the days when he recovered from that, whenever he reviewed the experience of the amusement park, Han Jue would inevitably be distorted and behave his head wildly. He felt that he had no confidence to laugh at the silly girl from now on. It was really a dark history and he wanted to do it again. When he went to the amusement park again, he wanted to drive the kart for a hundred laps.

On the other hand, Zhang Yiman's thoughts were relatively complicated. Most of the reason she didn't speak at this moment was that in those days when she didn't contact Han Jue, she often thought of Han Jue. When she thought of Han Jue, she would giggle foolishly. When she smiled, she wanted to see Han Jue again. But she couldn't see him. She wanted to use electronic devices to contact Han Jue, but because of the time difference between Han Jue, many things she wanted to say to Han Jue could not tell Han Jue. So she saved up her words. Now that she met, she obviously had so many things to say, but she didn't know where to start. In addition, the reason why a small part of her not speaking was probably because she was taught a lesson by Sister Qin just now.

Anyway, the two of them didn't speak.

The program team in the next room was not in a hurry at all. They were also interested in watching these "unqualified" shots.

This made Zhou Yibo, who was watching the recording of a show for the first time, feel quite amazing. He has naturally heard of this famous name that has become popular in variety shows, and this signature is even more impressive.

But when I saw that there was no Taiwanese script, I didn’t say that I saw the guests in a daze, but the program team didn’t even urge me. Instead, they looked at the useless materials one by one?

Just when Monday Bo was confused.

"Cut No. 5, No. 5! Yes, yes! Zoom in!" Director Wang passionately directed the staff.

Zhou Yibo looked curiously and saw that with Director Wang's command, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman appeared in the screen in front of Director Wang.

Han Jue and the others still had no words, but their every move in their eyes was blind from this perspective and had nowhere to hide.

After experiencing the silent moment, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman's eyes wandered casually in the living room. Then, I wonder who couldn't help it first, and secretly began to look at each other in the wandering gap. When peeking, I didn't want the other party to find that they were peeking. As soon as the other party had the action of watching, he took the initiative to avoid it and pretended that nothing had happened.

The two of them played the game of chasing each other with their eyes, and some undercurrents immediately filled the entire air.

Zhou Yibo saw that the two of them didn't say anything but they made it look like they were filming a TV series. He finally knew why the people in the program team were like this, so he couldn't help but be amazed.

This silent stalemate did not last long, and Han Jue was the first to break the deadlock.

After Han Jue's sight was captured by Zhang Yiman on the spot, he was in a hurry and used a sentence as the opening remark.

As soon as Zhang Yiman's eyes lit up, he began to talk about health care from himself, from health care to itinerary, from itinerary to news, and he couldn't stop talking.

"Really? Hehe~ I've been strengthening my fitness recently. Uncle, I tell you that we artists can't put down our fitness even if they are busy, because fitness can make us feel at ease to eat those delicious foods, and we don't have to worry about our figure and food! Sister Qin doesn't let me eat more when eating, so I can only eat a little more on the show, hehe~"

"I participated in that show a few days ago, uncle! The chefs cooked in it are so delicious! You must go once! Let's go together~"

"When I participated before, I was bullied so badly! Next time we go together, uncle, please help me with revenge!"

Zhang Yiman told Han Jueting about her in China, fearing that Han Juet would be blocked from the news of being isolated from the world.

Han Jue sank his body into the sofa, tilted his head and squinted his eyes, and smiled at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the energetic Zhang Yiman and occasionally responded.

He never felt the sound, rhythm and way Zhang Yiman described things so carefully.

Since the last time she parted in the amusement park, Zhang Yiman has always come out of his mind. When she was reading, walking, and thinking of a song... In short, she was like a ball of indigested foam, but she just got down her eyebrows but fell into her heart.

Even though Han Jue restrained and refused to let his thoughts spread, Guan Yi and Xiao Zhou could still notice that he had been in a daze significantly. He had to use it to make excuses.

Now, looking at Zhang Yiman's vivid expression in front of you and Zhang Yiman's movements of dancing and dancing when he talks about his interest, you can feel that Zhang Yiman's enthusiasm is soaking his body and mind in the cold winter of a foreign land, like a dense pool of hot springs, patient, even, and light.

Han Jue's fatigue and boredom that have been constantly circulating in recent days are like ice soaking in a hot spring, gradually melting.

The bubbles that had been pressed down in my mind broke and dissipated like they met the sunshine.

The meeting at the beginning of today was indeed embarrassing enough, not as warm as Director Wang expected. But now, one party smiled and saw the other party talking, and the warm feeling was felt by the people in the program team through the screen.

Zhang Yiman's happiness was unconcealed, and although Han Jue did not say it verbally, happiness and joy were reflected in his body and expressions.

After talking about her own affairs, Zhang Yiman continued to tell the news about Han Jue in the "outside" circle one by one like a prison visit.

Even though Zhang Yiman said something that Han Jue knew, he held a pot of warm tea and listened with relish. He smiled from time to time and complained from time to time.

"Uncle, your English songs are now ranked on the domestic trend list, and their rankings are rising every day!" Zhang Yiman was paying attention to his own results, but he was always paying attention to Han Jue's results.

The China Wind and Cloud List is a list that counts the 100 most popular songs now based on data from all aspects. It is similar to the previous life.

"Brothers on the road, I'll pay my respects to you all for a long time!" Han Jue bowed to the camera.

...

"I finished the latest episode two days ago and ranked fourth. Oh, those seniors are really amazing!"

"I understand, I'll do them tonight."

"I hate you~" Zhang Yiman hit Han Jue for a while.

...

"The newspaper said that the producer of a phenomenal variety show is planning to invite uncle, you to be a mentor or judge. Is this true? Who is that producer?"

"I also want to know who said this..." Han Jue smiled, "The newspaper is just this kind of virtue, and readers don't write what they really want to know."

...

The rhythm of the two people finally began to get on the right track, but in addition, the two people started sitting at both ends of the sofa at the beginning, and now their knees touched their knees. The unconscious little pink and ambiguous relationship between the two people became more and more vivid.

Director Wang felt that he had no regrets when he died.

Little Transparent, a "matchmaker" to some extent, was very pleased, but she was young but laughed like an old woman. She was very pleased to see the young young people drowned in love.

As we were chatting, at a certain moment, Zhang Yiman remembered that he had a task.

"By the way, uncle, I have something I want to tell you..." Zhang Yiman suddenly twisted.

"What's wrong?" Han Jue was puzzled, "You want to borrow money from me?"

"No~" Zhang Yiman bit her lower lip and stroked her hair but didn't know how to speak.

He looks cute and cute when he wants to speak but stops, but Han Jue only feels very tormenting.

"You said it!" Han Jue had an obsessive-compulsive disorder, scratching his ears and his forehead, anxious to know the following. His five fingers were constantly spreading and clenching, looking like he was patient and feeling very uncomfortable.

However, Zhang Yiman just didn't say it.

"Ding Dong~"

The doorbell rang.

Zhang Yiman ran to open the door without hesitation.

The one who rang the doorbell was Xiao Zengming, and he handed over a task envelope.

Zhang Yiman did not take it apart, but ran back and handed the envelope to Han Jue with a little shyness.

Han Jue made a big alarm in his heart.

Zhang Yiman usually likes to take on tasks the most, but this time she didn't take them, as if she knew what it was. The door was opened so quickly, so it was an insider.

Han Jue took the task envelope with confusion and opened it.

As Han Jue looked at it, his relaxed expression gradually became solemn, and he slowly sucked the air conditioner in his mouth.

"Shit!"

This is what the task card says:

The task card slid from Han Jue's hand. The weight was as heavy as a thousand pounds, making Han Jue unable to hold it in one go.

Han Jue raised his head and smiled miserably.

His smile was weak and his face was covered with blood.

Zhang Yiman was about to say something, but when he saw Han Jue lying on the sofa again. But this time he didn't plan to get up.

"Uncle~" Zhang Yiman sat next to Han Jue with a smile, shaking Han Jue's belly, and was extremely curious about Han Jue's reaction.

Zhang Yiman thought about it and laughed out loud: "Hehe."

"You are still laughing, you didn't tell me in advance?" Han Jue said to Zhang Yiman weakly.
Chapter completed!