This star is from the earth

Zhang Yiman happily walks among the staff in twos and threes with his hands behind his back, pats this shoulder, takes that hat, and listens to every movement that will elicit magical exclamations , secretly laughing.

Zhang Yiman also found it interesting.

Then, she looked at Han Jue who was sitting on the sofa talking with Director Wang, and suddenly smiled, thinking about it, and walked around the staff walking around in the living room lightly, and walked towards the sofa.

At this time, on the other side of the sofa, Sister Qin was sitting on the single sofa, while Han Jue and Director Wang were sitting on the double sofa, chatting half-truthfully.

Seeing Zhang Yiman like this, the staff of the program team made eye contact silently, while pretending to be talking to themselves, while paying attention to Zhang Yiman's movements from the corner of their eyes.

After Zhang Yiman carefully sat down on the sofa next to Han Jue, seeing Han Jue and Director Wang discussing the arrangements for the next recording, she tentatively called out: "Uncle?"

Han Jue was still in the play, so naturally he didn't react much.

Not only Han Jue didn't respond, but everyone else didn't respond either. Letting Zhang Yiman make faces and wave his hands, they just turned a blind eye to Zhang Yiman.

Han Jue was talking to Sister Qin who was sitting on another single sofa with his expression changing.

"Has Mr. Zhang's schedule increased recently?" Han Jue asked Sister Qin. It is also for Sister Qin to explain to Director Wang at this time.

However, without waiting for Sister Qin to speak, Zhang Yiman actively rushed to talk: "Recently, there are so many schedules! I could have seen Uncle earlier! But if there are still so many schedules next time, I will use an excuse Escape from the toilet first! Next time, next time, I will definitely not be late for the date!"

"..." Han Jue pretended not to hear.

Sister Qin stabilized her mind, and replied with a blank expression: "Recently, Xiaoman's schedule is a bit too much. In spring, there will be a little more endorsement activities for various brands. There is no way. Try to coordinate all aspects to reduce the possibility of being late."

Zhang Yiman couldn't agree with this: "It's not to reduce the possibility! It's not to be late at all!"

Director Wang quietly wiped off his sweat, and interjected: "The last two recordings were done indoors, and some netizens reported that they would like to see the outdoor recordings. If there is no accident, it should be outdoors. Now it is not I know if you are traveling again, or if you have any ideas about where you want to go..."

Zhang Yiman rushed to answer again, she raised her hand and said happily: "It doesn't matter where you go! As long as you are with uncle, I will go to the hell!"

Sister Qin felt the blood vessels on her forehead beating. She had to ignore the silly girl's words, took a deep breath, and said, "We will discuss this with Han Jue's studio. The demons took it."

Zhang Yiman was unhappy: "No! The capital city is too close! I want to go to Europe with my uncle! To the South Pole! To the North Pole! Ten days and ten nights!"

"..." Although Han Jue felt that the silly girl's words were absurd and funny, he was still a little happy in his heart. Because the words he heard are equivalent to the words in the heart of the silly girl. And in this heart, although some parts are hot enough to burn Han Jue, but for Han Jue, who has always been lacking in love, he is reluctant to let go even if he is burned. This shows that he doesn't seem to be such a bad person. And his struggle some time ago was not completely meaningless, it was wishful thinking.

Han Jue said: "I don't have any schedule recently, and it's not too difficult to ask for leave from the crew. At that time, my schedule will match that of yours. In addition, I will ask Teacher Zhang first to see what she has done recently. Wherever you want to play. If you have enough time and it’s not too far away, just follow her, and you can go wherever she says.”

Zhang Yiman was happy, thinking that he was indeed her favorite uncle, and he was so kind to her.

Looking at Han Jue's side face, Zhang Yiman felt an impulse surge in his heart, thinking of the unfinished business of the last recording, he suddenly showed a smirk.

The next second, Zhang Yiman leaned forward and quickly pecked Han Jue's face.

Director Wang: "!!!"

Han Jue: "...!!!"

Sister Qin: "..."

On the other side, all the staff who were paying attention to Han Jue and Zhang Yiman also had wonderful expressions at this time. They looked at each other in blank dismay, expressing shock with their eyes. Then they all forcibly returned to normal before Zhang Yiman cast his guilty gaze over, resisting the urge to shake their fists and gossip.

To hold back, must hold back. They have a premonition that such interesting things will happen one after another, so they must hold back even if they pinch their thighs at this time!

Among all the people present, Director Wang should be the happiest, even happier than Zhang Yiman and Han Jue. He almost laughed out loud with bliss, but he held back.

[What a surprise! What a surprise! 】Director Wang has been distressed for a long time about the intimacy that has been stuck for a long time in the [workplace couple]. Now there is a sudden unexpected development, which makes Director Wang happy in his heart while playing drums, backflipping and turning 720 degrees at the same time.

Sister Qin raised her eyebrows heavily, took a deep breath, and held it. The body has even subconsciously half-leaved from the sofa. But in the end she endured it, held the wrist of her right palm with her left hand, and pushed herself back.

Han Jue, who was attacked by Zhang Yiman, clearly felt that his heart missed half a beat, and then it beat violently. For a moment, the world seemed to be silent, only the beating of the heart was beating.

On the surface, Han Jue seemed extremely calm, but through Han Jue's crazily vibrating pupils, it showed that he was not calm inside.

Han Jue could even feel the fiery gazes around him coming towards him.

Han Jue has many thoughts in his mind at the moment, but he doesn't know what his real thoughts are. He also has many moods, but he doesn't know which mood is the most suitable at this time. He wanted to express, but he couldn't express it for a while.

Since you don't know how to express it, let's act it out first.

I saw Han Jue turned his head to look around, with a very puzzled expression, and waved his hand around. Of course, all he touched was air.

Zhang Yiman had already embraced her knees, curled up on the floor in front of the sofa, smiling like a little fox, watching Han Jue "looking for" her. At this time, Zhang Yiman's cheeks were pink, like pink watercolors blooming on white paper. A pair of black and white eyes were watery, staring at Han Jue slyly and affectionately.

Han Jue shook his head pretending to be strange, and continued to chat with Director Wang who had endured so much hardship and did not laugh wildly. Han Jue was a little afraid to look at Sister Qin.

Happy like Zhang Yiman who stole candy. She pursed her lips, as if reminiscing about the fleeting touch. Then I covered my face with my hands, feeling so bold, so brave, so powerful!

In Zhang Yiman's heart, kissing is a matter of proper personage, proper atmosphere, and proper relationship between lovers. Only when the above three elements are met can we hug each other naturally, touch our lips, and forget ourselves in a certain time, place and environment.

Zhang Yiman imagined a thousand and seven hundred and sixty-two times how to kiss his beloved boyfriend. But the surprise kiss like just now was not what she had imagined.

【Am I a foul? 】After the initial happiness, a sense of guilt came over me.

Although she is invisible, no one can see what she does, but she can see it herself. It's the same as abusing superpowers to do bad things.

Zhang Yiman was very worried that his behavior would make the uncle hate him.

However, the uncle is not the boyfriend in those 1,762 fantasies. This is love through variety shows, and it is not the form of love in the 1,762 fantasies.

Zhang Yiman feels that her greatest talent should not be singing. Her talent lies in the ability to hold life firmly in her own hands.

Whenever she wants something, she will run with all her strength to pursue it. No matter what others say, no matter how others persuade. Even if someone told her that there was still a mountain on the other side of the mountain, she had to confirm it herself. When she really climbed over a mountain and saw the endless mountains behind the mountain, she would not be discouraged, nor would she regret it, because she had given herself an explanation. This is what she wants.

When she stood at the starting point, she never looked at the end point. No matter where the end point is, even if it takes a long distance, she doesn't care, because what she enjoys is the process of running halfway.

She has gone through so many choices and stood on so many tracks, she never cared about the finish line.

Except love.

If love is a running race, then when a person finds the love he wants, that person's running race has already begun.

Some people say that there must be at least one desperate love in life. Then, Zhang Yiman still feels that in love, there must be at least one run away without waiting for the starting gun.

Now, on the track of love, Zhang Yiman has confirmed that her uncle is the end point, and when she is sure that her uncle is the love she has been thinking about, Zhang Yiman has the desire to win in an instant.

If you lose, you have nothing. So even if it is a foul, she must win the game.

Now there are thousands of competitors around her, some are better at dating than her, and some are more understanding than her. And as the uncle's kindness is gradually discovered by everyone, by then, there will be more and more people standing on the track.

There was no time for her to jog.

So, she's going to foul.

【do not be afraid! ] Zhang Yiman subsided from confusion and uncertainty, and used this sentence that the uncle often said to cheer himself up.

After Zhang Yiman's sneak attack on his relatives, the urge to fight did not subside immediately. She bit her lip shyly but firmly, turned over and sat straddling Han Jue.

A familiar and unforgettable fragrance immediately got into Han Jue's nose.

Faced with such close and large-scale contact, Han Jue couldn't pretend to be calm at all. The look on his face was real surprise.

Han Jue froze, leaning back on the sofa and reclining chair, trying to avoid it. His heart seemed to have a premonition, beating like a drum. Even the movements were several beats slower than usual.

Han Jue tilted his head and raised his hands in the air. He didn't know whether to stop the prank and help the silly girl down, or continue to play the prank, frantically swinging from side to side in horror, struggling like a female cat who is determined to die.

However, before Han Jue could come up with a solution, Zhang Yiman stretched out both hands, supported Han Jue's head, and forced Han Jue to face her.

Han Jue was stunned.

Then he saw her.

She was looking straight at him with hot, multi-emotional eyes. Her cheeks were still red, and it seemed that she looked better today than ever.

He saw himself in her pupils.

After Zhang Yiman whispered a word in a trembling voice, he kissed Han Jue firmly and quickly under Han Jue's surprised eyes.

Her red hair, with her head lowered, slid down from her shoulders, caressing Han Jue's face and shoulders. He also stroked Han Jue's heart.

Han Jue's eyes widened suddenly, and he stretched his five fingers vigorously with his hand raised in the air.

Whether it was Sister Qin, Director Wang, the screenwriter, or the staff, they all completely forgot about the prank and stared dumbfounded at the kissing couple.

Suddenly, the living room filled with more than a dozen people became extremely quiet.

Looking at this scene, they were even more panicked than seeing the real invisibility.

Uncontrollably thinking in their heads:

【A big event happened...】

【hiss……】

【real or fake……】

Only Guan Yi, who had been watching everyone from the corner, let out a long and continuous sigh. He tapped his forehead weakly with the knuckles of his fingers, looking distressed.

At some point, Zhang Yiman's two hands holding Han Jue's cheeks slowly circled around Han Jue's neck and hugged him tightly.

She closed her eyes.

And he opened his eyes.

Han Jue, who was suddenly and more violently attacked, lost his focus, half of which was the red color of the silly girl, and the other half was the light blue color of the wall. But at this moment, Han Jue's mind was blank, as if wandering into outer space.

At this moment, the only sober thought in his mind was two words:

【Sweet. 】

It's three o'clock. Come and count your votes to support! In addition, why did everyone guess what Teacher Zhang was going to do! You are too good!