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Chapter 211: Meeting the Parents (End 2)

When asked where he likes Zhang Yiman, he is not a smart choice to cover up his mind or look at his side.

Not to mention that it would annoy two people at the same time, it would also make the people in the program team think that he is not good at filming the show. Moreover, in Han Jue's own opinion, Zhang Yiman is a really good girl in addition to having a funny head, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she changed his life.

Zhang Yiman was criticized like that by his father's joke. Han Jue thought that his own father could harm his daughter, but if he followed him, he would be torn in minutes. Then he would be generous and tell Zhang Yiman's cuteness, anyway, it was the truth.

The environment in the restaurant was noisy. The laughter of young people around, the boring screams, and the sensational shouts made Han Jue's speech amplify a little.

These one by one, they said loudly the reason for their love for Zhang Yiman. Every time Han Jue said it, Zhang Yiman's heart was like a snare drum being beaten.

【Dong, dong, dong.】

Zhang Yiman knew that it was not easy to say shy words like this from a slutty person like the uncle. Then, somewhere in her heart seemed to have something connected, her whole body seemed to be burning, hot, and she felt a little drunk in her head. Looking at Han Jue again, she felt a little different.

【I really never get tired of watching it anyway.】

Her slightly narrowed eyes, her eyes were as charming as silk, like a little fox, looking at Han Jue with satisfaction.

Han Jue noticed Zhang Yiman's eyes, and when he mentioned it, he was still embarrassed to look at her, so he quickly looked away.

Then it depends on Zhang Yaohui.

With this glance, I saw Zhang Yaohui looking at him with a smile.

[You can't praise you or not...] Han Jue was not afraid of Zhang Yaohui's gaze. He looked at him for 0.5 seconds before he looked away.

[You can't watch here, you dare not watch there, I'll look at the teacup.]

In front of the camera, the atmosphere at the table of three people is very strange.

In the end, the waiter who served the dishes broke the peace and rescued Han Jue.

The slow Zhang Yiman looked happily at the dish being brought up by plates.

Maybe it was because I learned that the program "Let's Fall in Love" is very famous in China and America, so the manager of this young specialty restaurant reciprocated and gave priority to Han Jue and his table, and the dishes were also served in piles.

Maybe it's for advertising, the portion of a plate of dishes is enough.

After the plate filled the table, Zhang's father carefully thanked the waiter who brought the dishes. The young waiter held the tray and replied shyly. Zhang Yaohui's lethal power to the young girl is really powerful. His temperament and story are something that Han Jue can't fill in.

The conversation between Zhang Yaohui and the waiter fell into Han Jue's ears. Han Jue could hear that Zhang Yaohui's English should be used frequently. It sounded very authentic and should be better than him.

This made Han Jue a little worried. He hoped that the silly girl would not show off to her father at this time the "correct" English is "why you" and "why you always"...

Fortunately, when Zhang Yiman saw that there was something to eat, he happily threw himself into the arms of the food. He had to lean on everything in English learning and recording programs.

I don’t know if it was because of the food base or Han Jue’s previous answer was very satisfying to Zhang’s father, but the current atmosphere has eased a lot compared to before.

Zhang's father was like a kind elder, while eating, talking about Han Jue's affairs. Zhang Yiman occasionally added, but basically watched the conversation between the two men. Objectively speaking, he looked at Han Jue most of the time and occasionally saw her father.

Later, the topic talked about Han Jue's English songs and American music, and Zhang's father looked very professional.

"I have heard all your English songs, they sound very nice." Zhang Yaohui praised Han Jue.

Han Jue nodded and thanked: "They really sound good."

If Zhang's father praised him, Han Jue might be uncomfortable, because in his opinion, he still has a lot of room for improvement. But if he praises the songs, Han Jue can accept them calmly. Because it is natural for these excellent songs to be praised.

"Those songs you have no sound source for the studio version. Every time you want to listen to the applause and cheer, it's a bit troublesome." Zhang's father complained slightly.

"There will be a studio version later, but it will be unclear when it will be released." Han Jue was helpless about the applause of the audience. This was not something he could control. Sometimes the audience clapped and beats were wrong, and he felt a little upset when he heard it.

Zhang's father nodded, sprinkled salt on the grilled fish, drizzled half of the lemon and drizzled it, and dripped it with olive oil.

Han Jue had never eaten like this, so he planned to do it the same way. However, Zhang Yiman, who had been eating silently around him, helped Han Jue prepare it earlier. He smiled at Han Jue and changed Han Jue's plate with hers.

While quietly sucking the air conditioner, Han Jue took the grilled fish in front of Zhang's father's sight, as if sitting on pins and needles.

Fortunately, there was no impact on the content of the conversation that continued. Zhang Yaohui was silent for a while and continued to eat while saying:

"In America, most musicians have no awe of their work. If the average aesthetic of the public is 6 points, they will do whatever they want to make money and then feed the audience's average aesthetic to 5 points. And you are doing 7 or 8 points, so you should have more music like this."

"But not everyone bought it." Han Jue thought of Xiao Zhou urging netizens who said bad things about "Ss" and even heavy metal rock music, both in the United States and China.

"Don't expect fools to applaud you. Their applause is meaningless." Zhang's father said quite bitter words lightly. He didn't care at all about broadcasting it by the camera, so that he knew that he was scolding someone as a fool.

Han Jue raised his eyebrows, feeling that such an answer was unexpectedly in line with Han Jue's taste.

"Xiaoman said you like reading books. Have you read this book?" Zhang's father pointed to the book that was placed next to him.

It was a work that won the [Qu Yuan Literature Award] last year. Han Jue happened to buy it and read it. It was very exciting and he liked it very much.

After getting Han Jue's nodding answer, Zhang's father suddenly became interested, "What attracted you to this book."

He did not ask "What is this book talking about" and "What do you think of this book" in a macro way, but asked "the point of attraction", which made Han Jue have something to say at once.

And Zhang's father was often able to express his wisdom and communicate with Han Jue with one word. The mutual appreciation between men seemed to be aroused like this.

Zhang Yiman couldn't keep up with the topic at this time, but she didn't care. She looked at Han Jue with beautiful eyes. In her opinion, her father was the most powerful person, knew everything and could solve any problem, but the uncle was not inferior to the conversation with his father. He had come and went, and that uncle was also very awesome!

[It's worthy of being an uncle~] Zhang Yiman admires Han Jue very much.

Zhang's father was distracted from observing his daughter like this while chatting with Han Jue. He felt a little upset and wanted to slap the table and yelled: [Look at me!]

Han Jue knew that it was difficult for him to chat naturally with strangers. First, he felt it was unnecessary, and second, it was difficult for him to find topics naturally. Every time he tried to find topics bluntly, the consequences were embarrassing and unstoppable. In the end, he could only listen honestly and fight defensive battles.

However, after the meal with Zhang's father, Han Jue was at the beginning and could talk calmly. When Han Jue drank a drink with dry mouth and moistened his throat, he came back from the refreshing feeling, and he couldn't help but feel that Zhang's father was a very powerful and charming person.

In addition to Xia Yuan, Zhang's father is probably the second one to let Han Jueen find topics to chat without bothering to find topics.

As for Jalens, that's not called chatting, that's called talking to yourself...

The last meal was filled with joy and the guests and the conversation was very pleasant.

They talked about domestic and American things, some talked about literature, some talked about music, some talked about interesting stories, some talked about family matters, and a lot of talked about.

The program team was also very excited. Originally, Director Wang was worried that Zhang's father's aura was too strong, and they could not command him. Han Jue did not dare to play freely, fearing that the show would be boring in the end, but Zhang Yaohui didn't hold on. He was a [father-in-law] and had the last friendship. The final result was unexpectedly good.

"Thank you for your hard work." The director who was eating the food packaged in this restaurant was now walking through the crowd, Hongguang encouraged and praised everyone with a full face. After expressing his satisfaction with Han Jue and his hope to continue, Director Wang ran to Zhang Yaohui to express his gratitude and exaggerate.

During this period, Zhang Yiman wanted to quietly come over to Han Jue to talk about something that could not be photographed by the camera, but Sister Qin was holding a down jacket and couldn't struggle, so she could only stay next to Sister Qin, that is, Zhang Yaohui.

Finally, the program team disbanded at the entrance of the restaurant. Zhang Yiman finally said goodbye to Han Jue happily. After gestured to [Call], he got into Sister Qin's car and followed her father's car, who was interested in buying a house.

Han Jue and Guan Yi Zhouyi and his group had to take a taxi back to the hotel in the cold wind.

In the car, Han Jue was locked up:

"There is no problem with recording this time?"
Chapter completed!
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