This star is from the earth

"I feel it, it's all back."

Xiao Zhou raised his head slightly, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if man and nature were one.

Standing on the small perimeter is Linlin. If Linlin continued to cooperate with the question, Xiao Zhou would tell the behind-the-scenes tidbits about the "workplace couple" all day and night as a senior. For example, there was a funnier thing that happened, but it was cut because it was too funny, or there was a more exciting scene, but because the show covered students, it was also cut. The reason why Xiao Zhou was once popular in the assistant world was not only because he was handsome, but also because he had these unaired clips in his hands.

However, after waiting for ten seconds, Xiao Zhou still didn't get Linlin's cooperation. Xiao Zhou was neither sad nor happy, and was mentally prepared for this. Because he knew that Linlin would rather eat noodles upside down than cooperate with him, not to mention that Linlin has never been very interested in things like celebrity gossip.

Just when Xiao Zhou finished his one-man show and was about to leave, Linlin suddenly reached out and pressed his shoulder: "Slow down."

Xiao Zhou curled up in an instant, raised one arm and one leg, and bent to protect half of his body.

Linlin ignored Xiao Zhou's funny body, she pulled out Xiao Zhou's head, and asked in a low voice, "Are they familiar with the boss?"

"They?" Xiao Zhou calmed down his body and mood, followed Linlin's line of sight, and only saw the staff who were chatting eagerly with Han Jue.

"Of course we are familiar!" Xiao Zhou smiled and said, "It's all old friends. At the earliest time, the boss had just come back, and Guan Ge and I hadn't followed the boss yet. 】Fuck, black material was fired again, this kind of thing and that kind of thing added up, it was very troublesome, the situation was very bad at that time, "The Rip Hop" was lost, and this show was also lost, but in the end Director Wang tried his best to persuade Live on it, withstand all kinds of pressure and keep the boss. At that time, the boss ate the food of the program group, and ate the car of the program group to go home. Even the producer and director of the "Singer" in the United States came to invite people, and it was Director Wang. Answered the phone..."

Linlin quietly listened to these inside stories that she had never heard before.

Xiao Zhou continued: "Later, when the boss and Teacher Zhang flirted with each other and made a fake show, the two of them thought they had hidden it very well, but in fact the program team had already seen it-you know in our circle, a The secrets that people know will be known by almost the whole circle in a few days-as a result, the boss and Mr. Zhang have not leaked any news, not at all. In April this year, they were discovered again, and Director Wang and the others immediately helped to open Cover up. How much money did the news sell for... In the end, no news was leaked. How familiar do you think they are with the boss?"

Linlin nodded slowly.

She followed Han Jue all over the world, experienced a lot of program groups, and met many people. In her eyes, Han Jue, once he enters the working state, is completely business-like and does not involve personal emotions. In a variety show like "Man", if he encounters unprofessional people or things, Han Jue will also bluntly question them. So that people always feel alienated and have a sense of distance from Han Jue.

But now, looking at a group of staff chatting eagerly around Han Jue in the distance, Linlin can clearly feel that the "My Love" program group is special to Han Jue. They are like friends who have known each other for a long time, chatting and joking, and are simply happy that one of them has left the single.

Linlin somewhat understood why Han Jue and Zhang Yiman chose to disclose their relationship in such a way.

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"He has a conscience and knows how to give the ratings and clicks to our show! You don't know that the ratings and clicks of the show dropped by half after Mr. Zhang got off the car. Last year, our year-end awards were also cut in half. My son's New Year's I'm not even willing to buy new clothes...I want to write the word [miserable] on your leg!" Ms. Li, the chief screenwriter, took Han Jue's hand and poured out bitterness, crying miserably.

Han Jue waved his hands again and again: "You said it was because of Mr. Zhang that the ratings dropped, why are you dragging me..."

The other screenwriters received the signal, and while pretending to wipe away their tears, they came to hug Han Jue's leg with glowing eyes.

"..."

"It's not in line with your personality to be on the show, Mr. Han! I thought it would be fine to post a Weibo if you were dying. In this way, the first post on your Weibo account is the news of your comeback, and the second post is about your comeback. The relationship is public, the third is to be with Gu... Looking back on the past, happily married, the fourth...how cool." The editor-director Xiao Transparent was very excited, talking endlessly.

Han Jue nodded: "You make a lot of sense, let's leave today, I'll go first."

Xiao Transparent immediately stopped Han Jue with a pale face, saying that he hadn't left the single yet and didn't want to end his young life early.

"..."

"You finally made it public! I almost suffocated! My wife, my mother, my wife's mother... keep asking me, are you and Zhang Yiman together? Are you really acting? When will you guys be able to go back... I didn't say anything to death, and my family relationship was almost broken. I didn't dare to drink when I went out, for fear of saying something that shouldn't be said. Now I'm finally free..." This is what many old men say emotion.

Han Jue smiled and distributed the gifts brought from other places to everyone.

After everyone received the gift, they joked with Han Jue:

"I thought it was wedding candy or a wedding invitation."

"disappointment."

"Next time we want candy."

Han Jue was stunned for a moment, and faced everyone's sincere eyes, he smiled slightly, then quickly took all the gifts back, and said with a sneer, "It's good to have a gift, how dare you pick and choose? It's all like that You are grown up, do you still want me to teach you? The result of picking and choosing is that you can't get any of them!"

Everyone rushes over in a rush, teamwork, those who are responsible for hugging Han Jue hug Han Jue, and those who are responsible for grabbing gifts grab gifts.

After playing around for a while, Director Wang came over and said to Han Jue, "The cameras are all set up, and we can go upstairs."

Hearing Director Wang's instructions, the staff dispersed and immediately started working.

After Han Jue straightened his clothes and put on the radio, he breathed a sigh of relief and entered the recording state of "Let's Fall in Love" after a long absence—the whole body exuded the smell of salted fish, and he lay down on the sofa when he was about to enter the room.

Director Wang stood in front of the camera and stretched out two fat hands:

"[Workplace Couple: This Is the Real Last Episode]..."

"three……"

"two……"

"one……"

Fat hands together.

"start!"

...

...

Following Director Wang's order, Han Jue walked slowly towards the stairs in front of the camera. After walking into a place that the camera couldn't capture, Han Jue spread his arms and took steps, swishing and rushing upstairs.

Han Jue felt his heart beating and his blood was flowing fast. He didn't know whether it was caused by too fast sprinting or because of anticipation. It should be anticipation, expecting to see the person you want to see one second earlier and half a second earlier.

Han Jue thought of Sha Niu. He often thought of Sha Niu, but at this moment, Han Jue thought of some other pictures that would not be often remembered.

In the past, Han Jue always went to the gathering place first, and then lazily lay on the sofa. When the silly girl gets home, she always waits for her to rest for a while, out of breath, before starting anything else. Han Jue was often worried that Sha Niu would fall down on the road, and asked her to slow down, because he couldn't run anyway. And Zhang Yiman just smirks and nods every time, but next time he still runs when he should, and rushes when he should.

Now, it was his turn to be the one to meet the appointment, and he finally realized that a short flight of stairs can make people feel so long. He also finally understood that every time Sha Niu ran towards him, it turned out to be in this mood.

Finally arrived at the door.

Han Jue breathed calmly, opened the door with the key, and opened the door he often opened a year ago.

When seeing the room for the first time, Han Jue was in a daze for a moment.

The familiar cohabitation hut contained everything he was familiar with. Familiar furniture, familiar wallpaper, familiar curtains and familiar potted plants. Even the camera in the corner appeared in the old position. The photos of the couple taking a group photo are still standing on the wall and beside the sofa, and there are still a bunch of small items in pairs that the two bought back from the trip on the cabinet. The familiar horse face mask, the familiar green ugly bear. And the familiar person.

Zhang Yiman was lying on the sofa, her curly red hair was like a flame falling on the ground, and the whiteness of her neck was exposed through the cracks. With her back to the door, she seemed to be asleep. On the coffee table is a book that he once kept in the cohabitation cabin.

Han Jue looked at everything in front of him, and felt that he had traveled through time and space again. It was as if he and she hadn't actually got off the bus, Zhang's father hadn't asked him to leave her, and they hadn't had a difficult underground long-distance relationship. It's as if they never left here.

"I'm back." Han Jue blurted out.

But there was no immediate response to these words.

Han Jue recovered from his trance and found that the people on the sofa were not moving. He held his breath, slowed down his pace, and approached Zhang Yiman cautiously, only to find that Zhang Yiman had fallen asleep.

It's a little cooler in October.

Han Jue took off his coat and planned to cover Zhang Yiman, but when he unfolded the clothes, he felt that the thin coat was not long enough and warm enough. He put down his clothes, looked around, and then walked slowly to the bedroom to get a thin blanket or something.

Director Wang knew Han Jue's intentions, so he enjoyed the feeling of a flood of inspiration after a long absence - as long as he looked at the original material, his brain would automatically think of the final picture.

Director Wang excitedly wrote the final presentation of this paragraph in a small notebook: [When Zhang Yiman woke up, he found himself covered with a blanket, and at the same time found Han Jue who was reading a book not far away. When looking at each other, use a filter! Need special effects! Slow motion! To close-up! I want music! Be pink! 】

Director Wang wrote flamboyant cursive script, writing himself so that his breathing accelerated, his self-confidence swelled, and he felt that all love variety shows were scumbags!

Sure enough, only when he was filming Han Jue and Zhang Yiman, his artistic personality was alive.

When he arrived at the bedroom, Han Jue found that the bedroom had also been restored to its original appearance. The curtains are the same as the ones bought in the supermarket before, and the bed sheets and the program crew prepared the same. Even the pajamas in the closet are exactly the same as the couple's ones bought on the pedestrian street.

Han Jue supported the closet door and sighed for a while that the program team was so hardworking, and then took out the blanket from inside.

"It's a little thin, will it be cold?" Han Jue touched the thickness of the blanket and muttered to himself, thinking that it might be cold for the silly girl to cover it.

Then Han Jue turned his attention to the quilt.

He picked up the quilt and put the quilt over his body to feel the temperature, "Oh? Just right." He nodded, feeling that the temperature was just right.

"Will it be a little heavy? What if she wakes up just after putting it on?" Han Jue frowned and worried for a while, then lay down on the bed and covered himself with the quilt, as if to test the quilt after lying down Heavy or not.

"Not heavy, not cold, just right."

Satisfied, Han Jue squinted his eyes and hummed a few times comfortably, then he adjusted his posture subconsciously, and then closed his eyes subconsciously.

After I closed my eyes, I didn't open them again.

It was like falling asleep.

as if asleep...

Fell asleep……

"???" Director Wang downstairs and the screenwriters on both sides exchanged puzzled looks. After five seconds, when they saw the curtains on the surveillance screen being blown by the wind, everyone suddenly realized that the cameras and signals were not working. No problem, it turned out that Han Jue was asleep.

"Are you really asleep?" Xiao Transparent asked in surprise.

"As expected of him." Director Wang smiled and shook his head.

"Yes." The screenwriter also touched the corner of his mouth helplessly.

"It's still so unexpected, hahahaha, hahaha, haha..." Director Wang's laughter gradually weakened, gradually losing its soul. After the word ha stopped ringing, Director Wang suddenly burst into a rage: "I'll help him add an extra bed quilt!!!"

Watching Wang Daowen say the warm version [I want to crush him to death! ], everyone can rest assured that Director Wang will leave.

"I let him sleep!! I let him sleep enough!!!" Director Wang roared and broke out. It makes the car shake back and forth as if surfing on the sea.

After everyone managed to stabilize Director Wang in his position, Director Wang was like an old man who had heard the bad news, clutching his heart and gasping for breath, almost unable to breathe.

Han Jue told Director Wang that he slept for eight hours yesterday, so he must record the program well today. In the end, after ten months, the first thing I did when I got home was to sleep!

It turned out to be sleeping! !

And... still sleeping alone! ! !

"Hey, it's moving!" The screenwriter pointed to the monitor screen to divert Director Wang's attention.

Director Wang turned his head to look, and found that Han Jue was still sleeping soundly, fragrant and sweet, and he didn't even bother to turn over, let alone plan to get up.

"Teacher Zhang is up!" The screenwriter pointed to another screen.

Then everyone saw through the screen that Zhang Yiman, who was supposed to be asleep in the living room, quietly sat up from the sofa. In the high-definition zoomed-in lens, one could see that there was no sleepiness in her eyes.

It turned out to be pretending to sleep~~

"Hehehe~" Everyone laughed. It's not laughing at Zhang Yiman's little thought of pretending to be asleep, but laughing at Han Jue's end.

Zhang Yiman half propped up his body and listened carefully, as if he was about to lie down again in the next moment. But no matter how she listened, she heard nothing. Looking at the clothes on the single sofa, it means that Han Jueren should still be in the room. But where did it go? Zhang Yiman got up slowly with doubts, and walked to the bedroom.

Zhang Yiman gently pushed open the half-hidden door, and saw Han Jue lying on the bed at a glance.

For a moment, the expression on Zhang Yiman's face was wonderful.

It seems that he can't believe seeing such a picture. Zhang Yiman rubbed his eyes, closed the door, and opened it again.

Han Jue still slept soundly on the bed.

"Huh?" Zhang Yiman laughed absurdly, and the laughter became more and more weird, "Ha, ha!"

Zhang Yiman made up his mind, and with a tense face, he opened the door and rushed towards Han Jue who was on the bed. One meter away from the bed, Zhang Yiman jumped up high, ready to give Han Jue a long-lost "love hug".

"I'll let you..." Zhang Yiman yelled while flying.

However, before she could finish her sentence, she was surprised to find that Han Jue had woken up.

The two looked at each other in mid-air.

Zhang Yiman's eyes were full of surprise.

Han Jue's eyes were full of smiles.

In the next second, Han Jue moved sideways, reached out to catch Zhang Yiman, and lay down on the soft bed with her.

Their eyes met, they were very close, and he was already hugging her.

Zhang Yiman struggled in Han Jue's arms, but the more she struggled, the more Han Jue hugged her tightly.

"What?" Zhang Yiman patted Han Jue pretending to be angry, "You pretended to be asleep!"

"You pretend to be asleep too."

"I...that was going to surprise you!"

"me too."

"Then you failed, because I'm not surprised at all."

"Really?" Han Jue held Zhang Yiman tightly in his arms, "I heard you laughed just now."

"That's my sneer! It's an angry laugh, it's a ridiculous laugh, it's..."

Han Jue kissed Zhang Yiman's forehead and asked, "How about this surprise?"

"It's not good! I'm not a little girl anymore, how can I be surprised when I kiss you?" Zhang Yiman gave Han Jue a dissatisfied look, and hit Han Jue's shoulder with his forehead [咚] [咚].

Hearing this, Han Jue lowered his head and kissed Zhang Yiman's eyes.

"So what?" Han Jue asked.

Zhang Yiman blinked her eyes, and in the next second, her eyes were like an open-air hot spring in winter, looking at her eyes, it was like being in a cloud of steam, walking a few steps forward, slowly being warmed by the soft hot spring surrounded. She shook her head with a smile and made a small animal grunt, indicating that this would not surprise her.

Han Jue kissed the tip of Zhang Yiman's nose.

"That's it?"

Zhang Yiman wrinkled her delicate nose, exhaled like a dragon and said, "I'm still not surprised..."

Han Jue kissed Zhang Yiman's face, Zhang Yiman shook his head. Both omit the talking part. It's like both of them know where the real [surprise] is.

Han Jue stared at Zhang Yiman's lips, which made Zhang Yiman feel her heart beating fast. I don't know if it was because of being close to Han Jue, out of breath, or because of nervousness. She pursed her lips unconsciously, then licked her lips again. She closed her eyes slightly, waiting for Han Jue to kiss her.

"That's a pity." Han Jue let go of Zhang Yiman, distanced himself slightly, and said regretfully, "If you're not surprised like this, then I really have no choice."

"No!" Zhang Yiman opened his eyes suddenly, and threw himself on Han Jue angrily, baring his white teeth, as if he wanted to bite him.

Han Jue seemed to have expected this situation a long time ago. He smiled and pulled the quilt up, so that the quilt covered their heads that were about to overlap.

"Slow down, don't let the children see...uh..."

Zhang Yiman ignored Han Jue, because she was giving her long-prepared surprise.

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