This star is from the earth

Xia Yuan is not a beauty in the traditional sense.

Her cheeks are not full enough, and she has short hair, which makes her look very untouchable. In particular, the expressions are not rich enough, and it is rare to laugh out loud. When I hear something funny, I just pull the corners of my mouth and grin. She likes to wear dark lipstick, which makes her full of gunpowder even when she is happy.

Like a graceful hedgehog.

Her specialness is usually difficult to describe in words, but if you can see her eyes, you will naturally know the answer.

Han Jue is not a person who likes to stare at people unless they need to talk, but when he meets Xia Yuan, Han Jue doesn't have to worry about being stared back at him and asking "What are you looking at?" Because Xia Yuan's temperament is not close to human, the magic is that he looks at people without putting pressure on them.

This feeling made Han Jue feel that he was reading a novel with a unique cover but very friendly content to readers.

However, when Han Jue opened this book, he had already marginally entered into a life conspiracy, and he seemed to have no choice but to take the initiative and even pretend to be happy to participate.

Xia Yuan didn't say hello in advance, so she suddenly chose a certain morning with good weather, rang the doorbell of Han Jue's house, and appeared outside Han Jue's house, holding the door frame with her hands, not looking up at Han Jue, but Look up at people with the eyeballs, lean forward slightly and tell Han Jue, saying: [Follow me to a place].

The tone was casual, but the content of the words did not intend to discuss with Han Jue at all.

Just like a child who suddenly appears outside the door of his playmates and invites them to play, he can't help but ask you to keep up with the team.

Han Jue looked into Xia Yuan's eyes, and although he was surprised, he immediately agreed.

Han Jue thought about this incredible thing afterwards, and thought that if Xia Yuan had asked him to go with her through the mobile phone in advance, then he would definitely not want to move and chose to stay at home.

The old-fashioned style of calling someone at the door is like a gamble, and the person who comes to the door has to visit the other party with the consciousness of "traveling in vain".

So this made Han Jue subconsciously agree to the invitation without feeling disturbed at all.

Han Jue let Xia Yuan in without asking where he was going. He planned to tidy himself up quickly and go out to meet the sunshine.

"Should I dress up?" Han Jue asked holding up a mask.

Recently, more and more people gathered around him to sign autographs. Fortunately, his range of activities was not large, and he didn't cause too much trouble, but it was more or less troublesome.

"You need to dress up, but it's not the kind of dress you want." Xia Yuan looked back at Han Jue wearing a peaked cap and a black outfit, and then said: "I want to take you to meet your prospective landlord. Come as normal Just fine."

Xia Yuan sat on the sofa in the living room, turned his head, put his eyes back on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and kept scanning with interest.

Snacks, tea, books.

Xia Yuan kept his eyes on the few books that Han Jue put on the tea table.

Several of these colorful books are being placed in a mess.

The closest thing to the sofa is a popular serialized comic book, which is being spread out and pressed against the table. It should be the one that Han Jue was reading just now.

The books stacked on top of each other are serious literary novels.

A book with a black cover fell to the ground. Xia Yuan picked it up and looked at the cover. It was "The Art of Death" which looked more serious.

The styles of the titles on the desktop are very different, and there is no connection between them.

The last time she came to visit Han Jue's home, she just took a quick look at the flowers, and she didn't look at the books in the study carefully. And at that time, Han Jue's life style was still very restrained, he didn't let loose at all, and he didn't scatter his books in any place where he could lie down.

Xia Yuan frowned quietly.

Yes, when Xia Yuan saw these books at the beginning, he conspired to think that Han Juezheng was always waiting for her second visit, and he deliberately tried to create a complex image that could be profound or superficial. Although she knew through the last interview that Han Jue is not a superficial artist with no knowledge and culture. However, the wide range of these styles and tastes from top to bottom really makes people feel a little fake.

However, Xia Yuan picked it up and flipped through it. There were creases and circles in some books, some long and short lines, and even some words of complaint or emotion written in the blank space. All these prove that Han Jue did not prepare these books in advance and then pretended not to be Be careful to be discovered by her.

Restoring the books to their original positions, she saw that several of them were biographies of several famous political figures in history.

Xia Yuan raised his eyebrows.

In addition, there are several sheets of paper, on which the direction and font of the content can be arbitrary. It can be known that this is used by Han Jue to record his thoughts.

Xia Yuan was about to look at the content above, when a hand suddenly appeared in his line of sight and snatched away the paper.

Han Jue tidied up all the papers spread out on the coffee table with a flat face.

Then put the books neatly.

Xia Yuan wasn't embarrassed at all, and just watched the whole process.

Seeing that Han Jue had packed everything, he stood up and said, "Let's go."

Han Jue nodded.

This time Xia Yuan came by car.

When he went downstairs, Han Jue saw Xia Yuan driving the off-road vehicle he saw in the art park last time.

Thinking of the scene where this car appeared brought back Han Jue's sad memories.

"This car is very beautiful." Han Jue praised.

"Yes." Xia Yuan replied.

"Look at that cloud." Han Jue pointed to the sky.

"how?"

"Does it look like the record player you snatched from me that day?" Han Jue said casually.

Xia Yuan stopped, looked at Han Jue, and then continued to walk towards her car.

Twitching the corners of his mouth, it was a response.

Xia Yuan didn't say anything [the co-pilot can't sit], Han Jue took the initiative to sit in the co-pilot seat.

Then Xia Yuan skillfully drove the behemoth out of the community.

Xia Yuan turned on the music, and there was leisurely pure music floating in the car.

Han Jue was listening attentively, analyzing silently in his heart habitually. Xia Yuan lowered his voice, looked at the road ahead, and said:

"What books have you been reading recently?"

Han Jue didn't feel awkward after hearing this question.

In my previous life, when I was chatting with screenwriter friends, I would first ask [what books have you read recently] as an opening greeting.

"What you see on the coffee table is what I have seen recently." Han Jue responded casually.

Xia Yuan nodded, and said after a while: "I saw that you read the biographies of famous political figures, do you care about politics?"

Artists in this world are allowed to talk about politics. When Han Jue saw a certain artist make political remarks on TV and subconsciously thought that the other party was going to be cold, he realized that this place is different. Later, I checked the information, and the facts proved this, several artists who expressed different views on politics are still active.

However, after Han Jue knew this, he was surprised and said [Wow], and it was gone.

He has no ambitions, and he doesn't intend to learn from a certain governor and president in his previous life.

"Is this an interview?" Han Jue asked curiously.

"It doesn't count, it's just chatting." Xia Yuan said, "It won't be recorded."

Han Jue closed his jaw and said:

"Politics permeates everyone's life, why don't you pay attention? But I don't worship politicians. No matter which dynasty, generation, or country politicians are dead or alive, in power or suffering, they will not worship. This It may not protect my life, but at least it can protect my intelligence."

"This sentence is very good, it's a pity that it can't be recorded." Xia Yuan smiled lightly, driving with ease, very safe.

Han Jue didn't respond, and didn't feel sorry at all.

Xia Yuan then changed the subject and said, "Recently your love variety show is very popular, what do you think of Zhang Yiman?"

"Isn't your topic jumping a little too much?" Han Jue didn't want to comment on others lightly, no matter good or bad.

So I changed the subject and complained.

"No. If you want to know a man's true political views, you just need to listen to what he says about women." Xia Yuan squinted at Han Jue, then quickly looked back and said, "Although men and women are equal now A lot, but there will always be men who get cocky because of their physical superiority."

"Don't look at me that way," Han Jue said. "I'm an egalitarian, and I'm also troubled by my body fat."

"As far as I know, you are also an occasional egalitarian. When you were still a trainee at Blue Whale Entertainment, you were a feminist. After Jinsha was hacked, you were an extreme male chauvinist. Now you are Is it equal rights?" Xia Yuan sneered. The strong disdain was felt by Han Jue without hindrance. It seems to be saying that Han Jue, who changes camps at will, is even more contemptible for people who talk about people and talk about people.

It should be the previous inappropriate remarks again. He has to bear the poor blame.

"Cough! This...young and ignorant, young and frivolous..." Han Jue coughed until his lungs burst out.

Accompanied by soft music, chatting and chatting all the way, time passed quietly.

At last they reached their destination.

Look at the time, it's almost dinner time. Han Jue felt a little hopeful in his heart.

The parking place is still a little away from the final location, and they have to walk there.

Walking and walking, I arrived at a park-like place. Looking at the products displayed in some shops, Han Jue felt a little familiar. Looking around, I found that this place is simply another art park.

And so it is.

However, this art park seems to be larger than the one next to the photography base, with more people.

Fortunately, Xia Yuan took Xia Yuan to a different road, and there were few people during lunch time, so there was no trouble along the way.

Along the way, Xia Yuan didn't take the initiative to disclose where the final location was. Han Jue also kindly cooperated to maintain suspense without asking.

In fact, the main reason is that the car has been driving in the urban area. If it is going to the suburbs, Han Jue will definitely ask, and if he does not get an answer, he may jump out of the car.

When he followed Xia Yuan, he made several turns and turns, and finally saw an open-air restaurant in front of him, which looked quite high-end.

Looking at the direction of Xia Yuan in front of him, the direction has not changed, so it should be this restaurant.

Han Jue's heart skipped a beat, he was very satisfied with Xia Yuan, and he looked at Xia Yuan with kinder eyes.

Looking at the decoration, you should be able to have a lunch that is not too bad.

How should I put it, I am also very sad to see readers talking about update issues in book reviews. But in the past few days, there are really, really, really all kinds of big and small things. I am anxious about not updating here, and I am also anxious about writing papers over there. I let down many readers who supported me. I was so anxious that the thesis was completed under the pressure of time. The quality was not good and I was in a hurry. The end result is that the efficiency of both sides is not high. Although it is embarrassing to say this, I sincerely hope that everyone will accompany me through these more than ten days.