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When Han woke up, he found that it was only seven o'clock. This bed was very comfortable to lie on, much more comfortable than the bed in Han Jue's previous life, but he wanted to stay in bed but couldn't go back to sleep.
Just open your eyes and look at the chandelier on the ceiling.
"Daughter-in-law! Baby! My dear!"
Han Jue just stared at the ceiling blankly, and then shouted to the people outside the door.
However, there was no movement outside the door, and Han Jue himself knew that there would be no clear voice to respond to him.
Han Jue continued to be in a daze, and after a long time, he shouted again:
"Dabai? Dabai!"
Similarly, there will no longer be a white dog that, just because it hears its name, will walk through most of the house to its owner, sticking out its tongue and looking forward with clear eyes.
Han Jue closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then sat up and lazily got out of bed.
Opening the curtains, it was still cool in the morning. I took a few good breaths in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and moved around unconsciously.
The strange thing is that after Han Jue had been active for a while, he felt something in his body that was eager to try.
It feels uncomfortable not to exercise.
There is no doubt that the body of his predecessor had problems left over from history, which gave Han Jue such a strange feeling.
Although Han Jue in his previous life exercised, he did not say that he would develop good habits. It was just a means of maintaining health, not an attitude towards life.
Since you feel this way, just follow your body and sweat.
So Han Jue came to the fitness room wearing jumpsuit shorts and shirtless.
There are not many equipments in the fitness room, just a treadmill, a dumbbell rack with dumbbells, a sandbag swinging like a tumbler, and a rolled-up yoga mat placed in the corner.
These things don¡¯t take up much space. Except for the treadmill, they are all removable, so they are all stacked together. There is a large empty space in the middle, with a whole wall of glass embedded in it. There is also a small stereo in the front.
Han Jue walked to the treadmill, put on the running shoes he had put aside, and started running.
After running for a while, I seemed to have thought of something, so I walked down, went to the stereo in front of the mirror, played with it, connected it to my phone, opened the song list on my phone, and played it from the beginning.
Han Jue believes that the playlist is a very private thing. A person¡¯s tastes and habits, and even thoughts and life tendencies can be found out from the playlist.
The first song is a ballad, more popular, with a female voice. When you listen to it, it feels like it is not too different from the music works in the previous life.
After the second and third songs, the level is very average and the styles are very similar.
After listening to the fourth and fifth songs, Han Jue couldn¡¯t remember what he listened to.
I listened carefully to the sixth song, but I felt nothing.
Han Jue swore that it had nothing to do with the reason for running, it was just that he was singing songs that didn¡¯t catch his ears.
It seems that the taste in song selection in the previous life was not very good.
It¡¯s too formulaic, from lyrics, music to arrangement, everything seems to be made according to a template.
In his previous life, Han Jue could not say that he hated these songs, but he would never add them to the playlist.
I continued running despite the music. After running for forty minutes, I still had energy left. I was only sweating and my breathing was still steady. You know, Han felt that the speed he set was not slow.
This is a good thing. This kind of mood is very similar to that of a bad student who suddenly has an idea and starts solving problems with great force.
Stopped the music, not wanting to listen to the song chosen by my predecessor anymore.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Then we hit it randomly in front of the sandbag.
After finishing the treatment, I went to the mirror and looked at Han Jue's face in the mirror, which was still unfamiliar to him. His face no longer darkened after a little exercise like in his previous life. The face in the mirror is dripping with sweat, and his hair is wet and hanging down. He looks like a sunny and sporty man in a movie picture.
Han Jue pointed at himself in the mirror and said:
"I'm so jealous of myself."
After saying that, I felt that I was too stupid.
The muscles that rise and fall with breathing, the clear mermaid lines.
Han Jue suddenly thought, wouldn¡¯t this mirror be placed here just for looking in the mirror and narcissistically?
After taking a shower, Han Jue chose to wear long sleeves.
Since you know that you are a star, it is better not to let others see the wound on your wrist. After waiting, go get a tattoo to cover it up.
? ? ? ? ? ? Upper bodyHan Jue very doubted whether this world had no friends in his predecessor.
??Sighed, let¡¯s post it on Weibo.
Han Jue opened Weibo and found that there were more @ this time, as well as likes and comments that were posted on Weibo last night.
Han Jue ignored it and first selected a few interesting street scene shots and selfies.
Then I read the @ message.
It was the official Weibo of "Tucao Show" that posted the promotion.
Promotional title - "This recording is the most vicious complaint in the history of the complaint show!" ! ! ¡·
Han Jue, who had forgotten what he complained about last night, nodded and agreed that last night's episode was indeed vicious. If the predecessor himself were here, it would definitely explode, and it would be unjustifiable without beating a few people.
This shameless person doesn¡¯t think that this vicious person refers to him at all.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The netizens who participated in the recording as viewers last night.
These netizens are all tweeting about how ups and downs last night¡¯s recording was and how unexpected it was. At the same time, their Twitter posts have a common feature, that is, they all post a lot of exclamation points and shocked expressions.
Han Jue didn¡¯t take a closer look.
Then he clicked on the private messages of strangers and opened them. Some of them scolded Han Jue for being stupid, and their words were very brief. Han Jue didn't pay attention. He had experienced many online scolding battles in his previous life, and he had reached a state where he was unmoved by the scolding.
Just when he was about to close WeChat, Han Jue saw a long private message:
"Boss Han!! I was at the scene yesterday. Boss Han, you are so handsome!!! When I heard those people complaining about you before, I almost cried with anger! The last counterattack was so handsome! Boss Han, I am already a fan I¡¯ve been with you for five years. When I became a fan of you, you didn¡¯t go out much anymore. I could only watch your old videos over and over again. My roommates laughed at me, but I didn¡¯t regret it at all. Finally, I waited until Han Boss, you are back! I am so happy! Also, I feel that you, Boss Han, have become even better! Looking forward to what happens next with Boss Han!! Finally, I want to tell you that since I can wait for five years, I can support you for the rest of my life! Boss Han! Come on!!"
Han Jue silently read the private letter.
I really wanted to type something in my hand, but in the end nothing came out.
What are you sending? Is it possible to tell me that I no longer intend to be an artist?
Shaking his head, he finally replied:
"Thank you."
Fans are such a thing. Although there were thousands of fans following Weibo in the previous life, I won¡¯t say how much of them there were. Moreover, Han Jue¡¯s relationship with them was not like in this life.
So for the first time, Han Jue felt the existence of a fan, a fan who supported and loved him.
This feeling is really weird.
While Han Jue was immersed in the emotion brought by this fan¡¯s private message, Han Jue found someone sitting down on the wooden bench next to him.
The person who came was a young guy, about the age of a college student.
He held a handheld camera and looked at the screen of the camera. The lens of the camera was facing Han Jue.
"Hello, handsome guy, I'm sorry to excuse you, can I ask you a question?"
Han Jue didn¡¯t move his body, nor did he have the natural reaction of ordinary people to avoid the camera. Instead, he looked at the young man, observed it, then nodded and said:
"It doesn't matter, just ask."
The young man zoomed in closer and asked:
¡°Can you tell me what special skills you have to please girls?¡±
Usually when asked about people who have a sense of variety shows, some people will say "It's good to be handsome" or "It's good to be rich", but Xiaochi just feels that the person in front of him has a charm just sitting there, which grabs people's attention. The handsome guy will give different answers.
After hearing this, Han Jue thought for a while:
¡°What are your techniques for flirting with girls?¡±
Xiaochi was waiting for Han Jue¡¯s answer. After hearing it, he couldn¡¯t help but ask:
"Flirting with girls? What does it mean to flirt with girls?"
Han Jue was surprised when he heard this question.
oh? Has your online pop culture not evolved to that level yet?
??????????????????????????????????????????? Well, let me teach you bumpkins by words and deeds, just become a supporting teacher!
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