This star is from the earth

People move living trees and move them to death.

Moving can give Han Jue a sense of ritual of "changing the way to open life from now on", so Han Jue has been busy with moving matters early on.

After leaving [Eleventh Street], Han Jue struggled countless times in the following days whether to abandon the things he brought from his old residence.

Until Han Jue started to tidy up the place where he lived for almost five months, he still hadn't made up his mind.

This day is the last day of the contract period.

The sun is just right, and the trajectory of the clouds floating is also very good.

Most of the time, a person doesn't realize that important moments in life are coming, and when looking back, people realize how important those moments were.

Han Jue didn't regard this day as a particularly important day.

He thinks that at most, salting fish in one place is replaced by salting fish in another place. And there is no need to worry about a stranger suddenly coming to disturb him.

Although the people from Sands Entertainment haven't notified Han Jue yet, Han Jue didn't want to be chased and kicked out, so he started preparing to move two days in advance.

Even though it is a high-end apartment, one family occupies one floor and there is no need to fight for the elevator, but Han Jue still has no nostalgia for this residence.

It's one thing that this place doesn't meet his aesthetic standards everywhere, but Han Jue feels like living here is like staying in a hotel.

That is to say, there is no human taste, no breath of life.

I don't know if it was renovated by Jinsha Entertainment, or the predecessor's own choice. The house is decorated in a large and magnificent manner, with various styles of messy furniture mixed and matched, full of absurd and funny sense.

At the same time, it is full of ambition, and can be called an aesthetic nouveau riche-wanting a little of everything.

Han Jue is really not used to living here.

It's not that he hasn't thought about changing this environment, but to be honest, he can't arrange it if he is given such a large room to play.

In the end, I could only buy books, and I bought a lot of books. In order to use the bookish atmosphere to reduce the cheap feeling brought about by the joint efforts of decoration and chaotic furniture, the books that can be seen everywhere in the end show that Han Jue has tried his best.

Han Jue has already begun to look forward to living in the new residence on [Eleventh Street].

Although it was a bit smaller than this high-end apartment, there is no doubt that a smaller space can give Han Jue a sense of security.

Han Jue really wanted to apologize to this vast space for his pettiness.

But after today, no matter who comes to live in this place, it's none of Han Jue's business.

After Han Jue piled up all the things to be moved in the living room, he was ready to go downstairs to have his last lunch here.

The most regrettable thing about him is that he didn't feed and clothe this street.

Looking at the bustling street, Han Jue sighed faintly through the mask.

Most of the time, Han Jue eats alone, and he is alone, which is very pitiful.

But Han Jue never took it seriously. After several months in a row, he still felt that he was not used to having dinner with other people.

Earlier, when Han Jue's identity was not exposed, his attire was not too eye-catching, but his appearance was eye-catching. At most, he attracted many girls to strike up a conversation, but he didn't cause any trouble to others.

Later, Han Jue consciously dressed in a low-key manner, and ate from restaurant to restaurant like an unannounced reporter, which made many restaurant managers feel like an enemy.

Han Jue just put down the teacup, and immediately someone rushed up to refill the tea. After coughing, someone immediately handed a tissue. The service attitude is simply not very good.

Han Jue ate deliciously by himself and didn't play with his mobile phone. This posture even made some restaurant owners think that some food critic was here, so they tried their best to entertain Han Jue.

Of course, it was more speculation that the leader of the Health Bureau came to Weibo for a private visit. It was so mysterious that the manager was secretly watching, and his nerves were tense all the time. He was worried that Han Jue would suddenly wave and say "call your boss here".

It wasn't until Han Juexing's identity was exposed that everyone was relieved.

The act of eating them one by one in order is widely spread in that street. The chefs of the restaurants secretly aim to make Han Jue eat again, and they cook the dishes with extra care. But so far, no one has seen or heard of Han Jue eating at the same restaurant for lunch and dinner.

The chefs are particularly satisfied with Han Jue, who does not party, drink or chat, and makes a special trip to eat alone and eat quietly. He eats food seriously.

Now when Han Jue came to eat his last lunch, he chose the first lunch he had in this world.

There is a beginning and an end.

He thought so.

Han Jue ate his first lunch at a noodle shop on his first day.

After publicity, the owner of this noodle shop had already known Han Jue, and also knew that the handsome guy who ate three bowls of noodles in his noodle shop before was actually a star.

When the star is around, the curiosity to pay attention to the dynamics is very scary. Now everyone even knows which neighborhood Han Jue lives in.

So when Han Jue arrived in a secretive way, he was still seen through at a glance.

The owner of the noodle shop didn't call [Han Jue is here! ], but entertained Han Jue with a normal attitude.

In fact, I thought that according to the order in which Han Jue ate restaurants, it would not be his turn to this restaurant. Unexpectedly, Han Jue gave him a carbine today. He thought that after Han Jue left, he could make a plaque called [Han Jue couldn't help eating the noodle shop for the second time! 】.

Han Jue ordered a bowl of fried noodles, and found a seat to sit down.

The owner of the noodle shop is a northerner, and his way of hospitality is to add more ingredients.

The noodles Han Jue ordered, based on his gourmet experience these days, the noodles were kneaded very well, with no merit, the meat was dry and big, square and square, and the color of the sauce was very suitable for Han. Aesthetically pleasing, salty and sweet, served with shredded cucumbers and shredded egg skins, the fragrance neutralizes the thickness of the sauce, which is especially good.

A bowl of scallion bone soup is also attached, which soothes Han Jue's tongue and belly very comfortably.

After finishing eating, I bid farewell to the red-faced boss, and on the way home, I passed by the 【Good Cheap Convenience Store】.

It reminded Han Jue of his panicky first day when he first arrived.

Later, Han Jue also came to visit, but when the boss saw Han Jue, he seemed hesitant to speak, with complicated eyes. This situation discouraged Han Jue, so he hadn't visited this convenience store in the past few days.

Han Jue thought about it, if there is a beginning and an end and a beginning and an end, you can't miss this place.

Just walked in.

The owner of the convenience store looked away from the screen and saw Han Jue. Then, she still looked at him with a look that Han Jue couldn't understand.

Han Jue paused for a moment. Originally wanting to buy some snacks, he ended up grabbing a nearby bottle of mineral water and made a very unobtrusive turn, as if he wanted to buy water in the first place.

The boss stood up in a panic and scanned the mineral water.

Han Jue saw the screen of the boss paused on the computer with his eyes.

It's "Let's Fall in Love".

Han Jue was opening his suitcase, explaining why there were dumbbells in his suitcase.

Han Jue looked at the boss, and the boss looked at Han Jue.

The atmosphere is a bit subtle.

Seeing that the matter was exposed, the boss fortunately took out a pen and paper. He looked embarrassed and didn't speak, so he handed it to Han Jue and asked Han Jue to guess what he meant.

Han Jue knew it was definitely not meant to be given to him.

Han Jue relaxed his guarded body state, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, took the pen and paper, and signed his name for the boss.

After a period of adaptation, he has become familiar with signing.

The boss nodded frequently, satisfied.

Holding the mineral water, Han Jue called the moving company and told them they could come.

When Han Jueman walked home full of emotion, he saw Xia Yuan waiting at the door of his house.

Another surprise (raid) visit.

"Have you ever been in a long-distance relationship?" Han Jue asked Xia Yuan while opening the door.

"No." Xia Yuan replied, "What?"

"I'll give you a suggestion, don't surprise the other party casually when you're in a long-distance relationship." Han Jue complained, and led Xia Yuan in.

Seeing the luggage all over the floor, Xia Yuan said, "Unfortunately, did I cast myself into a trap as a hard worker?"

"You don't need to move, I called a moving company." Han Jue handed the mineral water to Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan took the mineral water and looked at the things Han Jue had piled up.

Clothes, shoes, hats, books, guitars and other miscellaneous things are piled together.

On the other side are treadmills, sandbags, and keyboard equipment.

"Do you want to throw these away or take them to your new home?" Xia Yuan asked.

"I don't know. Let's see if the location of the truck is enough." Han Jue hasn't made a decision yet, so he can only see if the location of the truck is enough. When it's time to make a decision, Han Jue believes he will There is a decision.

Like a coin tossed, he will have an answer in his heart.

"So, are you really planning to retire?" Xia Yuan asked while touching the keyboard while playing the silent keys.

"When you get older, you will find that to make the world a tolerable place to live, you must first admit that human selfishness is inevitable." Han Jue said in a special tone.

"A little longer is how much older? One year?" Xia Yuan asked.

There is only one year difference between them.

"Tell me about you, why are you here again today." Han Jue changed the subject.

"The interview is not over, of course we have to continue the interview."

"I think you are short of follow-up reporting. Look, I don't have much reporting value, so is today the last time?"

He met Xia Yuan frequently recently, and Han Jue can sense that his attitude towards Xia Yuan is changing. He is vigilant and wants to prevent this change, but on the other hand, he just sits and watches this change, not sure if he is lonely. His life, he does not exclude.

"Of course not the last time." Xia Yuan said, "You are far more interesting than the Han Jue you imagined."

When Han Jue heard [you] and [Han Jue] separated and addressed each other, although he knew he was scaring himself, his hairs still stood on end.

Han Jue said: "What is there for me to interview? I don't think I am interesting. My words are too subjective. They are not friendly to the public and may offend them. Listen to me, if I continue to interview, I will ruin you. Magazine."

Xia Yuan looked indifferent, picked up the guitar and played it randomly.

"It's only interesting if it's full of subjectivity. Otherwise, I could meet you a few times in a hurry, and then compile a very stereotyped draft, but that's too mediocre, I don't want it. I'd rather be scolded than be mediocre and boring."

"Okay, then let's talk today, don't do the interview, the interview is very boring, I don't want to look too good to be a teacher." Han Jue said.

"Dialogue? I don't think there is a dialogue. There is no such thing as a dialogue. It's just me talking and you listening, or you talking and I listening. It's essentially the same as an interview."

"Then what do you want?" Han Jue rolled his eyes.

"Interview." Xia Yuan put down the guitar.

"Today is my moving day, can you do something appropriate." Han Jue took the guitar and started to play. A series of continuous beautiful melodies appeared.

"What about that? How do you play that?" After listening to Han Jue's guitar solo, Xia Yuan pointed curiously at Han Jue's electronic organ.

Han Jue looked at Xia Yuan.

"I'm not interviewing today. Let's do something appropriate. Listening to music is good." Xia Yuan took out the cigarette and put it back again. "How can there be no music when we move?"

"You smoke it, it's okay." Han Jue saw Xia Yuan's small movements, so he said.

At the same time, Han Jue walked to the electronic organ and turned on the electronic organ.

Xia Yuan said that he would not do an interview and wanted to listen to music. This was partly the reason why his hands were itchy, and partly because if he decides to abandon this device, then he might as well play it one last time.

So he turned on the device and connected it to the computer.

Then I didn't care about Xia Yuan, and just started working there by myself.

Xia Yuan just watched from the side, without disturbing.

After Han Jue briefly made a few accompaniment tracks, Han Jue said, "Will you write this section?"

"Do you wish?"

"do not wish."

"good."

Han Jue clicked, and the accompaniment started.

It's electronic music.

After the sound of electric guitar, there is a very rhythmic synthetic drum sound, interspersed with notes of electric piano from time to time.

【Wait for the night, welcome the day

Clean by day, pray by night

Leave the hustle and bustle, look for troubles

The ends of the earth, on a whim]

...

Even without the amplification equipment, Han Jue's slightly tired but ethereal voice was not overwhelmed by the accompaniment.

[I have seen a tsunami

never seen your smile

i caught a bird

I have never touched your feathers]

...

Han Jue pressed a certain button to amplify the drum sound. His voice got higher and higher.

【If it wasn't for that early morning

I say hello, you say excuse me

if it weren't for my flowers

It’s running just right, where can I find it?]

Han Jue ended by singing.

After turning off the accompaniment, Han Jue took out the pen and paper that he carried with him, and hurriedly wrote down what he sang just now while he still remembered the content.

"What song is this called?" Xia Yuan asked while humming the tune just now.

"The New Tenant." Han Jue replied while writing.

"It sounds good." Xia Yuan seemed to still have the song just now in his mind, "It's a pity that there is no recording, why don't you sing it again?"

Han Jue ignored her.

"If you throw away this device, how will you create the theme song?"

Han Jue paused for a moment before continuing, saying: "The theme song must have been recorded in the studio, there is no shortage of equipment."

"But without this, your life would be boring, wouldn't it?"

Xia Yuan's question went straight to the core, making Han Jue silent.

"If I don't care about continuing to play music after retirement, it will disrupt my rhythm."

Xia Yuan pulled the corner of his mouth into a smirk-like angle, looked at the guitar that Han Jue had put aside, and said, "Chaos is chaos, there is no need to set things right, chaos itself is beautiful."

Han Jue didn't express his real troubles, but Xia Yuan hit it right, so that her reply could be heard in Han Jue's ears, and it could also answer his real question.

【This will mess with my plan to live in memory. 】

[Let’s be chaotic, chaos itself is beautiful. 】

Han Jue couldn't help thinking of a sentence, [Definitely is beautiful, but change is more beautiful. 】From Wislawa Szymborska.

Han Jue believes that this sentence can explain why he and his girlfriend can watch the clouds in the sky by the window all afternoon.

It also explains why Han Jue chose to be a screenwriter with an unknown future. Explained that his girlfriend never persuaded Han Jue to find a stable job.

"And," Xia Yuan said after a pause, "if you really want to retire, what were you writing just now?"

Han Jue looked up at Xia Yuan, who was also looking at him.

Everyone has a pair of eyes that cannot be copied.

Xia Yuan's eyes were like a ray of light hitting Han Jue's mind in this bright afternoon.

"I……"

Han Jue squeezed the paper in his hand, trying to find a reason for himself, but couldn't find it. He suddenly didn't know how to organize the language.

【叮咚~叮咚~】

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Han Jue and Xia Yuan looked at the door at the same time.

Coins were thrown into the air.

For a moment, Han Jue had the answer he hoped for.

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Note: "The New Tenant" - Faye Wong

Sorry for the unstable update time, I will try to code during the day in the future. Although it is very comfortable to stay up late at night to code, I still want to get rid of this habit.