This star is from the earth

When the evening is approaching, no matter whether it is located in the city center or the edge of the subordinate area, as long as it is a community, it will suddenly "live".

The hustle and bustle came slowly.

First, people who had eaten early, took advantage of the afterglow to take their children out for a walk. Then the old people chat with their old friends in a fixed place together, and the trivial matters may be interspersed with family and country affairs. Some health-preserving middle-aged people also began to walk around in the community, while clapping their palms and doing some horizontal movements similar to health exercises, or walking backwards.

People who went to work also came in from outside one after another, looking tired but relaxed.

A time full of breath of life.

Everything is the same as usual.

Today, however, some people can't walk when they reach a certain place.

People are surrounded there from afar.

Others saw a group of people gathered there, as if the iron filings were attracted by a magnet, the walking route turned a corner and walked towards the crowd, sticking to the periphery of the crowd of onlookers.

People curiously asked the first group of people who surrounded them.

Those who circled first pointed to the front, and while explaining to those who came later, they also had a heated discussion.

"Oh, it seems like a star is filming TV here."

"I've seen them before."

"It seems very famous."

"I saw that young man dragging his suitcase in the morning. I'm afraid he's going to live here."

The newcomers were in an uproar.

Meeting a celebrity on the road is different from living in a neighborhood with a celebrity.

Looking ahead, they saw a group of low-key dressed people, well-trained, enthusiastically arranging large and small pieces of equipment, and putting them all into large or small silver-white boxes.

Seeing the handsome appearance of two young men, a man and a woman, standing among the busy crowd, it proved what he said was true.

This is the star!

Look at the side of these two stars, there is a suitcase.

Well, I really want to be neighbors with celebrities.

So the newcomers stood there, listening to the information about these two "new neighbors", and talking a lot.

While Han Jue was surrounded by people, he also looked at the crowd in the distance. If you look at each other, you can also greet a small group of women.

Half a month ago, Han Jue and the others came here to record a program for the first time, and it was around this time that they packed up their things and left the new house. But what is different today is that this time it has attracted crowds of local residents.

The initial reason was that Han Jue and the others had finished filming, and went downstairs with Zhang Yiman to leave, when they suddenly heard several girls screaming. This startled Han Jue, thinking that something had happened.

As a result, Han Jue didn't know what happened until the girls who were excitedly stopped and stopped came boldly.

After Han Jue and Zhang Yiman fulfilled their request to sign a group photo, some young people came over one after another, most of them were women. In the end, they didn't care whether they knew Han Jue or not. Seeing that Han Jue was good-looking and a star, Just move forward.

In the end, it attracted many residents who took a walk after dinner to watch the excitement, and the number of onlookers gradually increased.

Different from what Zhang Yiman is used to, the feeling of being surrounded for autographs gave Han Jue a little sense of being a starlet. This is the first time he has signed more than two of his signatures.

He can probably guess that this is all due to the impact of recent events.

Han Jue didn't have much emotion.

Zhang Yiman was pulled away by the screenwriters and whispered something. Sister Qin came over at this time, stood beside Han Jue, looked forward with him, and said after a while:

"Xiaoman said that you prepared an album of songs for her? Thank you in advance. But because the company has already discussed the whole album, the company did not agree, and Xiaoman has been in a little mood for several days."

is here to explain.

Han Jueke remembered that when the first recording was made, the manager named Sister Qin looked at him as if he was looking at a piece of moving shit. Fortunately, it was only later that he gradually regarded him as a normal person.

"It's okay, this kind of approach is understandable." Han Jue looked forward, didn't look at Sister Qin, just smiled and said, "Zhang Yiman is a very nice person, I will thank her for helping me fight for it."

Sister Qin turned her head to look at Han Jue, and said, "I've heard Xiaoman sing the song "Bloody Love Story", but I think the company may have missed a great opportunity."

Han Jue just smiled and didn't speak.

Generally, people who hear this kind of words will be polite and say [we will cooperate again next time]. However, Han Jue's calm look seems to be really saying [Yeah, you just missed a great opportunity].

Sister Qin didn't feel that there was no way to talk today. But I can only answer by myself: "Looking at Xiaoman's attitude of not giving up, I guess there may be opportunities to cooperate again in the future."

Han Juegang wanted to deny that there was no, but the corner of his mouth twitched when he thought of the "wish coupon" in the morning.

Han Jue squinted his eyes and thought, next time maybe we can do something to force the silly girl to use up the [wish coupon] earlier, it shouldn't be too difficult.

Sister Qin continued: "But I guess it won't be the same price next time. I don't know if your future company is willing to sell your works. By the way, have you found a new home yet?"

Han Jue raised his eyebrows, and finally turned to look at Sister Qin beside him.

Sister Qin stared straight into the distance, unmoved.

"No." Han Jue finally said truthfully. Because Zhang Yiman already knew about this matter at [Alley Bar].

Sister Qin nodded, and said, "I think so, otherwise, it wouldn't be the price of this song that Xiaoman talked to you about 50,000."

30,000 to 50,000, this is the acceptable range of Aidu. Zhang Yiman, who turned his elbow outward, directly hit the bottom line of the price tag.

Han Jue gave a dry laugh.

"Xiaoman said that you are short of money. If that's the case, I can decide to buy the songs you prepared for Xiaoman first." Sister Qin said.

Han Jue was not too happy when he heard it, but asked: "Can you guarantee that those songs will be sung by Zhang Yiman?"

"I don't know about that." Sister Qin meant that there was no guarantee.

Han Jue especially cherishes these songs from his previous life, so it is impossible to sing them to other people casually. Although he needs money very much now, it is not enough to sell these songs to people who do not get his approval.

"Then I'm actually not that short of money." Han Jue shrugged.

Sister Qin glanced at Han Jue, then fell silent.

When Sister Qin saw Zhang Yiman's assistant driving the nanny car, she half turned around and said to Han Jue, "Then Xiaoman and I will leave first."

"Okay, goodbye." Han Jue turned around and watched Sister Qin leave.

Zhang Yiman still has to catch up with the commercial show this time, and he still has to take the car of the program crew to go home.

Sister Qin left Han Jue and went to Zhang Yiman who was surrounded by screenwriters at the moment.

Zhang Yiman felt that these screenwriters were like love encyclopedias. Not only the golden sentences appear frequently, but the speech is more precise than that on the Internet. An argument is often followed by several examples as support. They can also devise a set of self-justified theories, which make Zhang Yiman's eyes shine, and he can't remember them in a small notebook.

However, Sister Qin reminded that the car is coming, if you don't rush to the commercial performance location, you will be late.

In the end, Zhang Yiman could only reluctantly add contact information with the screenwriters, in order to discuss slowly later.

"Goodbye, uncle!" Zhang Yiman even ran over to say goodbye to Han Jue.

Finally, I said goodbye to the whole program group. Zhang Yiman hurriedly got into the nanny car and left.

in the car.

Sister Qin listened to Zhang Yiman sitting behind her, holding her little book, talking to herself all the time, sending out from time to time:

"Try this next time!"

"Oh! This makes sense!"

"I see!"

Exclamations like that.

Immersed in my own world, the sound of music can't cover it.

Sister Qin turned down the music, turned to Zhang Yiman and said, "Don't read anything in the car."

"It's okay, I'll take a look at it, it's very fast, and it won't hurt my eyes at all!" Zhang Yiman was full of energy to study.

Sister Qin turned her head sideways, watching Zhang Yiman really glanced at the notebook quickly, then closed her eyes and meditated, nodded, figured something out, showed a satisfied smile, then opened her eyes and glanced at the small notebook quickly again.

Sister Qin's face gradually became serious.

"Little Man."

"Um?"

Zhang Yiman opened his eyes, and saw Sister Qin's rarely seen serious face. She was so scared that her happy mood disappeared in an instant.

Sister Qin's expression at this time is obviously the same as her usual expression, but Zhang Yiman, who has been running around beside Sister Qin since junior high school, immediately knows that Sister Qin is extremely serious now.

As a result, the fine hairs stood on end, and Zhang Yiman subconsciously straightened his back, quickly put the book away and put it in his bag, and repeatedly promised: "I won't read it."

However, Sister Qin still looked at Zhang Yiman seriously.

Zhang Yiman hurriedly looked at his clothes and body parts, and looked in the mirror. There was no problem. Looking around again, everything is normal.

I couldn't find anything wrong with it, and suddenly realized, I closed my eyes, and lay back.

I started to pretend to close my eyes and rest.

However, she felt that Sister Qin's fiery gaze was sweeping around her body.

"It's meaningless to watch too much of that thing," Sister Qin said softly, "Don't get too involved in the drama, this is a variety show."

Zhang Yiman closed his eyes tightly, and quickly nodded his head quickly.

Sister Qin looked at Zhang Yiman who was pretending to be an ostrich, but sighed in her heart, wondering if the other party listened.

Judging from the rising popularity of the current "Let's Fall in Love" program, Zhang Yiman undoubtedly made a stunning appearance in the eyes of the public. Now this variety show can be said to be one of Zhang Yiman's representative works, and it is the kind that can be included in the online search encyclopedia.

But Sister Qin knows that if you want to perform well in this kind of love reality show so that the audience won't hate it, one way is to have a good enough personality for the artist, and the second way is for the artist to be devoted and real enough.

Sister Qin and Zhang Yiman's team used the first route to get Zhang Yiman to participate in the show, but now they see Zhang Yiman take the second route and explode.

This made Sister Qin extremely worried.

At this time, the assistant had already driven the nanny car to the location of the commercial performance.

After the car stopped, Zhang Yiman hurriedly jumped off. Sister Qin asked her assistant to follow, but she walked in slowly.

Sister Qin took out her mobile phone from her pocket and broadcast a number.

"Director." Sister Qin said.

"En." Zhang Yaohui's response came from the phone.

Generally, if there is nothing special after the recording, Sister Qin will not choose to call to report.

But today she has a task.

Sister Qin simply reported the recording first, and the recording process was normal, so she mainly reported the conversation with Han Jue later.

"Ha, what does this kid mean that the songs he wrote are only for Xiaoman?" Zhang Yaohui asked absurdly after hearing Sister Qin's original words.

"I think that's what he meant." Sister Qin said softly.

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Yaohui was silent for a while.

"Okay, I see." Zhang Yaohui said, "If you have nothing else to do, go get busy."

"good."

At this moment, Sister Qin's mind came up with the expression of Zhang Yiman in the car who closed his eyes and thought about something, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth.

She hesitated to speak out about the worries that arose in her heart.

"director……"

Soon to be liberated.