The director was infuriated, but it did not affect the two people on the screen at all.

When the photographer saw the content on the paper, he felt that time had stopped for a moment.

Of course time will not stop. In fact, this is an illusion. His mind was just a little blank, and the reason for the blank is clear.

The cameraman wanted to use that word to express his mood at this moment from the depths of his genes, but reason suppressed his instinct. In the end, he could only use a look of [you are a beast] to look at the old god Han Jue through the camera. Unfortunately, Han Jue didn't look at him.

【XX buffet 50% off coupon】.

Zhang Yiman recited the words above in his mind word by word, and was stunned for a while, then looked up at Han Jue with a little confusion. There seemed to be a lot of things to say in his eyes.

Han Jue sat on the sofa, and Zhang Yiman sat cross-legged on the ground. His eyes met and there was a height difference.

When Han Jue looked at Zhang Yiman, his eyes seemed more agile as a deer. When Zhang Yiman looked at Han Jue, he felt as if he was as tall as a mountain.

Seeing Zhang Yiman holding the coupon and gaze in unknown circumstances, Han Jue nodded gently like a monk who had attained a Taoist gaze, with a kind look in it, and there was also encouragement.

Zhang Yiman raised his delicate eyebrows, as if he had realized it, and quickly lowered his head, frowned slightly and looked at the coupon. He thought it was not an ordinary coupon, so he put it flat. From the side and from the back, he wanted to see the hidden mystery.

But I didn't see anything.

The director experienced the extremely despair just now. Although he was looking at the screen in a daze, he murmured to himself with a hint of fantasy and said, "Maybe there are really something... this coupon may not be that simple."

The screenwriters were tougher and gathered together to guess: "Maybe he prepared a surprise in this restaurant!"

"Yes, yes!" Other screenwriters nodded frequently.

"This coupon is a key!" The female screenwriter who was guessing is old and has a little old age. She knows love TV dramas well, so she is particularly firm in her tone.

"Yes!" The more everyone thought about it, the more likely it was.

They think that Han Jue, who has a superb rank, must have a profound effect.

Sure enough, Han Jue spoke up the next second to confirm their speculation.

"This is not an ordinary coupon." Han Jue kindly reminded. He squinted his eyes and shook his head at an extremely slow speed.

If you hold a cup of tea with fragrance at this time, it will be even more mysterious.

When Zhang Yiman heard this, his eyes lit up, his mouth pursed, and rolled on the spot, and he rumbled to the window. He pointed the coupon at the sunlight on the windowsill, and pulled it closer and far away like a fake banknote test, lying down and looking back.

Still, he didn't see anything, and he pouted his mouth and looked at Han Jue innocently.

Han Jue's sitting posture changed, his elbows were supported on his knees, and his big golden knife reached out to Zhang Yiman with great momentum for the coupon, saying:

"Let me come to you one by one."

Zhang Yiman quickly rushed over, handed over the coupon, and sat down with a straight face to Han Jue.

The directors also looked at Han Jue curiously, waiting for the answer to the mystery to be revealed.

Han Jue played with the coupon, and didn't look at Zhang Yiman, and said casually:

"First of all, I remember you said that you prefer gentlemen and gentlemen, right?"

Zhang Yiman was shocked and immediately alerted, thinking: [Is this what fans said, the secret of couple struggle is to focus on old accounts and grab small braids in the words to occupy the commanding heights?]

Zhang Yiman looked at Han Jue, neither nodding nor shook his head. He quickly recalled the small notebook in his heart, thinking about how to break the deadlock at this time.

Her disregard did not affect Han Jue. Han Jue looked at Zhang Yiman and continued, "Suppose you date a gentleman man you like. After dinner, you suddenly want to leave a good impression on the other party by wanting to pay for their own meals. However, they enthusiastically wanted to pay the bill, but you were embarrassed to refuse. What should you do at this time?"

Zhang Yiman was a little confused when he saw the development in front of him.

Han Jue clenched his fist with one hand, and made a palm with the other hand, and touched it.

"That's right!" Han Jue Dantian spoke with a thrilling voice. "At this time, you can use this coupon. You can not only achieve the purpose of paying each other, but also have the opportunity to show your gentlemanly and generously to the other party. Isn't this great thing about both worlds?"

Han Jue's eyes were as bright as a light bulb.

He pretended to get his haircut and wiped away his sweat quietly.

[Goodly written!] Han Jue quietly breathed a sigh of relief and rewarded himself.

The directors and screenwriters took a few breaths.

They were not shocked by this clever introduction. If they didn't do this and tried to calm themselves down, they were worried that they would rush up and beat Han Jue up.

Sister Qin kept watching, and was stuffy in her chest, and couldn't help but curse.

Han Jueyou in the room didn't know it, with a smile on his lips, looking at Zhang Yiman. Waiting for Zhang Yiman to suddenly realize his enlightenment, he looked at him with a reasonable expression, and finally accepted the gift happily.

[What a perfect explanation.] He thought so.

However, Zhang Yiman is simple, but this does not mean stupidity.

After hearing Han Jue's nonsense, Zhang Yiman looked at Han Jue in disbelief as if he was struck by lightning and forgot his breathing.

Han Jue, who was waiting for a wave of praise, suddenly felt something was wrong with his eyes.

Zhang Yiman looked at Han Jue for a while, and until he felt guilty when he stared at Han Jue, he lay back and thrust like a carp on the shore. His hands and feet hit the wooden floor and made a thud.

Han Jue looked at it blankly before he suddenly realized it. He quickly moved the coffee table to the side with kindness to prevent Zhang Yiman from hitting the coffee table. Then he watched it at a loss.

"Ahhh, this, what kind of gift is this!" Zhang Yiman shouted.

There is no scruple in front of the camera to be a lady.

She doesn't accept this shit gift!

She has been looking forward to exchanging gifts with Han Jue four days ago, and spent two days selecting gifts for Han Jue. In the last two days, she fantasized about the gifts that Han Jue gave her, thought of various gifts, and thought of various reactions.

All the expectations were now crumpled into a ball of disappointment.

[Failed!] Han Jue could no longer calm down. He was unreasonable at first, but now he was arrested for being a fool, so he immediately became panicked.

Zhang Yiman covered her face with both hands and let out a painful wail.

"Just kidding." Han Jue waved his hand quickly to deny it, "Get up, get up quickly, I have something to tell you."

Zhang Yiman heard the words and stopped his movements, but still couldn't get up. He lay on the ground and looked at Han Jue with one eye exposed from his fingers. His eyes were red, and he was the saddest and most aggrieved person in the entire community.

"I actually didn't prepare a gift before I came." Han Jue admitted his mistake honestly and had to stand attentive if he was beaten.

After hearing this, Zhang Yiman's eyes became more and more crystal clear, and it was about to turn into tears and slip.

"But! But I've already figured out what to give." Han Jue said quickly, "This gift is absolutely absolute! It can be said to be unique! It's guaranteed that you can't buy it even if you have money!"

Then Han Jue took out the stack of paper that could record inspiration from his pocket, took out the bottom piece, and spread it on the coffee table to write it.

But what he said was unique, which made the directors and the others not expect at all.

"Are you writing a song?"

"You can only forgive me if you write a love letter at this time?"

“…”

Zhang Yiman lay down for a while, and saw that Han Jue was writing seriously, so he rubbed his eyes and sat up, and curiously poked his head to see what Han Jue was writing.

But soon, as soon as Zhang Yiman came over, Han Jue stopped his pen and tore the paper neatly into three small portions.

Han Jue looked at these three small notes and thought of his previous life. These things in his previous life were like common currency between two people. When comparing lazy with his girlfriend, as long as one of them used the small notes, the other party could only do it according to the content on the small notes.

Zhang Yiman took three small notes and took a look:

【Doing housework for a day】,

【Be a little brother for the day】,

[Wish voucher].

"Are these gifts?" Zhang Yiman said these and asked.

"As the name suggests, using the [Doing Housework for a Day] coupon, I worked hard all day long to take over all my work," Han Jue explained softly.

"Oh~" Zhang Yiman was finally no longer sad, but was interested in looking at the three joking notes in front of him, and did not treat these as jokes.

"[Be a little brother for one day], it's just shopping, and being a horse-boy, it's like a shadow." Han Jue introduced it a little slowly and a little dazed.

"This is good." Zhang Yiman stroked the second coupon and said softly: "I'll be a slave for one day."

"As for this [wish coupon], that's amazing." Han Jue came back to his senses, shook his head exaggeratedly and sighed, as if he was a salesman or an unlicensed auctioneer with no guaranteed products. Before the introduction, he was surprised to show that the goods were not delivered.

"Yeah, can you make any wish?" Zhang Yiman said with a glimmer of eyes.

"As long as I don't let me die, and demands like eating shit are basically like writing songs or singing, I will follow you whatever you want me to do." Han Jue's regretful mood flashed, and in the end he looked helpless with a look of "losing, losing].

"This gift is almost the same~" Zhang Yiman smiled happily, put the note carefully, and then said softly, "I won't want you to die."

"Well??Where are you eating shit?" Han Jue said in confusion.

Zhang Yiman didn't say anything, and glanced at Han Jue with a charming and charming look.

The camera and the cameraman in the living room faithfully took this scene from multiple angles.

The director and screenwriters immediately covered their hearts and laughed in a daze. They all seemed to melt away, and they were weak.

Zhang Yiman, who had a farce like a child before, suddenly showed a lot of charm inadvertently, mixed with contradictions and contrasts, making people tremble in their hearts.

Han Jue sat next to Zhang Yiman, the closest to her.

As the object of direct eyes, Han Jue was caught off guard and Zhang Yiman, who saw this scene, was immediately suffocated.

Just because Zhang Yiman's look is more worth watching than a love poem.

Thank you everyone for reading my book.
Chapter completed!