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Chapter 68 Lunch

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    The last place to eat was Ai Du¡¯s canteen.

    After thanking the producers and recorders sent by Aidu to help, Zhang Yiman took Han Jue to the cafeteria.  The staff of the program team took turns to eat and had to continue filming them.

    When we came down, it was already a little later than the normal meal time, but there were still chefs in the canteen.

    Artists or trainees have their meals as they please, and it is common for them to miss meal times during practice.

    So when Han Jue and Zhang Yiman arrived at the cafeteria with the cameraman, there were still several artists sitting in the cafeteria.  When the artists saw Zhang Yiman, the company mascot, they greeted him warmly.

    Zhang Yiman is a bit shy.  Since she participated in the first episode of "Let's Fall in Love", people who are familiar with her in the company will tease her about it when they see Zhang Yiman.  What about [Xiaoman is also a grown-up girl now] and [when will I bring people to the company for everyone to inspect]? Zhang Yiman blushed and waved her hands every time, unable to resist.

    This time I was caught red-handed.

    When those artists saw Han Jue next to Zhang Yiman, their expressions were interesting in their own way. They exchanged glances, and then looked at Han Jue, which became a little more meaningful.

    Lin Qin has the most natural expression among them.

    They didn¡¯t say hello to Han Jue, but Han Jue didn¡¯t pay attention and just nodded to them as a greeting.

    It is said to be a canteen, but the exquisiteness of the dishes is still acceptable.

    Zhang Yiman seemed to have a home field advantage in a familiar place. He pulled Han Jue's sleeve and ran around in front of the plates of dishes, recommending Han Jue which ones were delicious.  However, often before the introduction of this dish is finished, another plate of dishes is picked up and placed in Han Jue's hand without explanation.

    The last two people sat down at a table in the corner.

    Fixed cameras have been placed on and around the table. Han Jue was glad that the cameramen were not circling around him taking pictures, otherwise he might not be able to eat.

    The director and screenwriters sat outside the camera, slightly away from Han Jue and the others, watching the recording live.

    The two of them started eating as soon as they sat down. They ate very seriously, without talking at all, and without picking up food for each other. It was like they were really eating for the sake of eating, and it didn¡¯t look like they were filming a love reality show at all.

    Han Jue was carefully tasting the dishes, immersed in his own world, while Zhang Yiman was absentmindedly eating one grain of rice after another. Listening to the slight laughter coming from the artist at the table just now, his face became more and more serious.  Red, eating becomes slower and slower, as if on pins and needles.

    The two of them had their own food for about 5 minutes, but there was still no interaction, not even the sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing.  The only sounds from the radio equipment were the chatter and laughter of the chefs in the distance, and the laughter of the entertainers at the table.

    "I'm fine, I'm fine, it's expected, it's expected, really, I'm fine." The director said to the screenwriters around him with a sincere face, waving his hands nonchalantly, as if he had seen through the warmth and warmth of the world.  .

    However, the screenwriters actually didn't even look at the director. They thought this kind of reality was quite interesting. Let the director worry about it. In short, the screenwriters felt that even if the couple didn't say anything, as long as they were in the same frame,  It¡¯s very eye-catching.

    ?????????? Han Jue still seemed unable to bear the thought of directing a one-man show, so the silence was quickly broken.

    When the absent-minded Zhang Yiman clamped a pea, he did not clamp it tightly and let the pea fall to the table.

    Han Jue¡¯s eyes narrowed.

    "Quick, quick, pick it up, pick it up! Three! Two" Han Jue urged Zhang Yiman like an instructor urging a new recruit.

    Zhang Yiman woke up when she heard Han Jue's hurried and urgent tone, and hurriedly went to pick up the beans. However, when Han Jue even counted to [one] and didn't pick them up, she simply used her hands to pick up the beans.  Picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth.

    "It's so dangerous!" Zhang Yiman said with lingering fear, holding on to the table without any strength.

    "It's okay." Han Jue returned to his calm expression.

    "Uncle, why is it that if you eat something on the table within three seconds, there will be no bacteria and nothing will happen if you eat it? I heard that in some places it is five seconds and in other places it is six seconds." Zhang Yiman was just  He was so frightened by the incident that he didn¡¯t listen to what was going on at the table. Instead, he turned his attention to Han Jue, ¡°I asked my dad, and he said that the time it takes to pick up food is inversely proportional to the level of wealth, and he didn¡¯t give any instructions.  I have a standard answer.¡±

    Han Jue looked around with his eyes, lowered his voice and said, "Actually, the reason for counting down is three"

    Zhang Yiman is seriousSound.

    "Then when you are at a party with friends, if a girl drinks too much, will you send her home?"

    Listening to these questions, Han Jue recalled the fear of being dominated in his previous life.  Once, my girlfriend in my previous life asked me these ultimate questions one by one according to Weibo. If I didn't answer well, I would be punched randomly. I can't help but tremble when I think about it.  Now when I hear these questions, I feel like they are all just childish and easy.

    "Hehe, you don't know what I've been through. I crawled out of hell.  ¡¿

    Han Jue smiled slightly: "I never attend parties with girls."

    ¡°What would you do if your ex-girlfriend forcefully kissed you in front of Xiaoman?¡± The female artist frowned, feeling troubled.

    Zhang Yiman put down the hand covering his face, opened his big eyes, and waited curiously for Han Jue's answer.

    Han Jue was puzzled: "Why did I see my ex-girlfriend?"

    "You are so good at answering, you must have had many girlfriends, right?" Seeing that every sentence was ineffective, this person felt that Han Jue's desire to survive was simply too strong. From her experience, Han Jue had at least experienced  A fancy test for a 2-digit girlfriend.

    "You are so idle, you must have no one, right?" Han Jueyun replied calmly.

    The female artist gritted her teeth.

    Female artist No. 2, who was sitting next to Zhang Yiman, saw her colleagues defeated in front of Han Jue and felt that she wanted to regain this position, so she bit Zhang Yiman's ear and whispered.

    After finishing, he looked at Han Jue with a proud face and said, "What do you think I am doing?"

    Han Jue was not at all curious about what she whispered. He said indifferently: "You are showing off your narcissism in a pretense and fun way."

    Female artist No. 2 choked.

    "Xiaoman, this boyfriend of yours is so ungentlemanly! Do you want to beat us at every turn? He's not afraid of making us cry." Female artist No. 3 took over the baton.

    "If you cry like this, your tears are really worthless." Han Jue held his chin and said lazily.

    "Oh, uncle, please stop saying a few words~" Zhang Yiman coquettishly patted Han Jue. She knew how uncomfortable Han Jue could make people.  The present of these people is the past of Zhang Yiman.

    Han Jue shrugged and said no more.

    Lin Qin didn¡¯t join in to become the fourth one. She had a good impression of Han Jue, so there was no need to be weird. She was a foreign artist and she didn¡¯t dare to act casually in front of the camera.

    Except for Lin Qin, the three female artists stopped talking to Han Jue and mainly chatted with Zhang Yiman and created scenes for Zhang Yiman.  Han Jue enjoyed himself and slowly ate the remaining dishes.

    Then the meal was over.

    Although it was not a pleasant meal, the director was still satisfied.

    Judging from his cunning eyes, it was also thanks to the ultimate questions asked by the three artists to torture their boyfriends that Han Jue Zhang Yiman and his wife remembered "We turned out to be a couple!"  ¡¿Otherwise, with the pace of Han Jue and Zhang Yiman, I don¡¯t even know how long it will take to get into the role.

    Now, looking at Zhang Yiman turning her head and glaring at Han Jue coquettishly after bidding farewell to her artist friends, the director¡¯s lips had the smile of a villain behind the scenes.

    "Uncle! Change this annoying personality!" Zhang Yiman wrinkled her delicate nose, but a smile appeared on her face.

    "Hey~ I told you this, your zodiac sign cannot be changed"

    "You're here again!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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