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During the few days of traveling in Qiong Province, apart from sleeping, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman could be said to get along day and night. They were so close that they could see many details. Han Jue saw a corner of Zhang Yiman's life.
Han Jue had no routine in his previous life. In this life, he has a good physique. He feels guilty about gaining weight, so he gets up early to exercise when traveling. But every time he gets up and goes out, he can see Zhang Yiman already up and practicing morning exercises.
Zhang Yiman has an excellent singing talent. She has been singing for more than ten years and has made some achievements in singing. In the music world, she can compete with some old monsters. Enough to be proud of. But even so, Zhang Yiman still dared not neglect training. It is said that it was because she had to go back to her master's house to take exams every once in a while. If you don't do well in the exam, you have to reduce your schedule and make up for your classes with a calm mind. Zhang Yiman was worried that the song "Let's Fall in Love" would be cut, so she practiced very diligently.
During those days at the beach, Zhang Yiman jumped, ran and sang without any conditions. If possible, I would practice singing steadily in the gym while pushing on an 80-kilogram iron ball with my legs.
Before he learned to sing systematically, Han Jue thought that singing well meant having a good voice, not singing out of tune, having enough breath, and having emotions to support his expression. This was probably considered a good singing skill. It wasn't until he met Cohen that Han Jue knew the details behind it. Only then did he realize how big the gap was between himself and Zhang Yiman.
Just being able to master all vocal methods and being proficient in ethnic singing, bel canto, and popular singing is enough to keep Han Jue chasing him for a long time.
"As for someone who can teach such a great talent like Zhang Yiman, Han Jue sincerely admires him.
It¡¯s just that they suddenly said they were going to meet, which made Han Jue, who was slightly afraid of society, feel like he had bumped into an unfamiliar friend on the street and didn¡¯t know what to do.
"Oh, why didn't you tell me in advance?" Han Jue was shocked, holding his hair with both hands in despair.
"I told you," Zhang Yiman said with an innocent expression, "When we were in Qiong Province, I told you that I would take you to meet the master."
Han Jue raised his paws in front of his chest, squeezing and unclenching, squeezing and unclenching.
Perhaps because he felt that it was useless to say this at this time, Han Jue stood up and paced around the table, arranging his hair in a panic and groping in his pockets: "This is the first time we met, my hands are so empty. alright."
Then he took out his wallet from his pocket and planned to call Xiao Zhou from outside and ask him to run and buy some random gifts. Finally, he lowered his head and walked a few steps, and found that he was wearing a high school uniform. He stopped and twisted his body silently, with a very broken expression.
"I'm going to change clothes first!"
"Don't be so nervous~" Zhang Yiman finally smiled, went over and pulled Han Jue back to his seat, and said, "Master is a very nice person."
But Han Jue was still worried. He felt that his bare hands were too impolite and his clothing was too immodest and childish, which might leave the master with the impression of being frivolous and unstable.
Zhang Yiman said firmly: "Master will not judge people by their appearance!"
Han Jue still couldn¡¯t let go.
In this China, a formal master is equal to a relative. Zhang Yiman¡¯s family members, Han Jue, have already met Zhang Yaohui. At that time, Han Jue did not make clear his feelings for Zhang Yiman, and Zhang Yiman was not yet his girlfriend. After Han Jue knew that he was going to see Zhang Yaohui, although he felt a little nervous, he was not too timid. After being coaxed by Zhang Yiman for a few words, I went to see him rashly.
The situation is different now.
Once the relationship is established, anyone who is important to Zhang Yiman also becomes important to Han Jue.
Moreover, Zhang Yiman¡¯s mentor, Han Jue, also admired him very much.
However, when he first went to meet Zhang Yaohui, Han Jue dressed normally and elegantly. He brought a meeting gift, did character research, and rehearsed the scene. Now when he meets Zhang Yiman's master, he has no preparation in advance and is wearing the uniform of a high school student. It¡¯s like meeting people empty-handed, it¡¯s just
¡°It¡¯s just so frustrating that I¡¯m crying with depression in my arms¡ªdepressed to death.¡±
"What? What are you talking about?" Zhang Yiman turned around and asked.
"right."
Han Jue nodded, then closed his eyes and meditated for a while, took a deep breath, opened his eyes and asked Zhang Yiman: "What does our master like? What doesn't he like? Should I talk more or less later?" Master, do you like to hear jokes? Master, do you drink?"
Zhang Yiman didn¡¯t answer, looked at Han Jue and just smiled.
Looking at Han Jue who was facing such a formidable enemy, she felt a little angry in her heart.
Because she knows that Han Jue is individualistic first and is usually most afraid of trouble.Even in front of the camera, I don't care much about other people's eyes. The reason why Han Jue is so nervous now is entirely because of her.
But even if the anger dissipates, it¡¯s only a little, a little, a little
When Zhang Yiman originally saw that message, he thought about it, but he didn¡¯t completely believe what it said. When she has questions, she usually doesn't hold them back. Countless TV series and movies told her that misunderstandings and gaps between lovers will only become bigger and more complicated if they don't ask.
She has said before that when in love, she will tell her lovers frankly what she thinks. So she would ask Han Jue, but not on the show.
However, before Zhang Yiman could ask after the program ended, she had already noticed from Han Jue¡¯s subsequent reaction and silence that what was in the message was probably true.
Zhang Yiman felt angry and aggrieved.
But countless TV series also taught Zhang Yiman one thing. On TV, when the male protagonist does something that misunderstands the female protagonist, there is usually a painful reason. When he goes to the female protagonist to explain it, the female protagonist just keeps saying "I won't listen, I won't listen", which makes Zhang Yiman very upset. Big fire. She swore that she was in love, but she couldn't do things like the heroine.
So now Han Jue made a mistake, Zhang Yiman was angry because she was angry, and she was wronged because she was wronged, but she never thought about beating Han Jue to death all at once. Thinking about it carefully, based on her understanding of Han Jue, Han Jue was not the kind of talkative person. person, so I decided to give him a chance to explain.
But before listening to his explanation at the end of the program, Zhang Yiman felt that she could not react at all. She thought of the book that said that training dogs should not be unconditionally pampered, so Zhang Yiman thought about it on the way to the restaurant. , the next step is to express her attitude and tell Han Jue that she is angry, and to make Han Jue nervous.
But seeing Han Jue so nervous made her feel a little distressed.
Zhang Yiman said: "Master has mentioned you before."
"Really?" Han Jue put his hands on his knees and rubbed them wildly.
"I say your song writing is pretty good."
Han Jue waited for a while, "No more?"
"Gone."
"Why do I feel that the complete sentence structure should be [Han Jue Bala Bala How?] after listing a series of shortcomings, and finally adding the sentence [But the song writing is okay]?" Han Jue joked.
"Ha, ha, ha." Zhang Yiman smiled forcefully and hurriedly lowered his head to drink water.
¡°¡¡± Han Jue¡¯s smiling face gradually disappeared.
At this time, there was movement outside the box, and it gradually approached.
Han Jue held his breath.
The movement stopped outside the door. The door was knocked twice. After a few seconds, the door was gently pushed open by the waiter.
A dignified, middle-aged woman of vague age walked in.
Han Jue stood up as if reflexively and immediately walked over to shake hands. Solemn and silly.
Tan Nian said nothing when he held Han Jue's hand, his bright eyes looked at him unabashedly.
Han Jue is sensitive to people¡¯s sight. When Tan Nian saw him, he intuitively felt that the assessment had started from now on.
When Zhang Yiman came over, Tan Niancai said, "I'm a little late."
The sound is full and pleasant.
"It's a good time to order." Zhang Yiman led her to take a seat.
Tan Nian¡¯s group first learned Yue Opera, and their young skills include not only practicing singing, but also practicing form and walking. When it came to Tan Nian, he was no longer a pure Yue opera master, but when laying the foundation, he still used Yue opera. Therefore, Tan Nian walked slowly and gracefully with steps similar to steps on the stage. The black hair tied into a bun is mixed with some white hair. From a distance, the black and white blend into gray. Her outfit was not as retro as Han Jue had guessed, but rather modern, with a long blouse and jeans. After slowly sitting down, my waist did not collapse. My whole body looked like the ink plum blossoms painted on the wall behind me, calm and awe-inspiring.
There is a large round table that can seat thirteen or four people. The three of them face the door of the box and occupy a fan shape. Zhang Yiman is in the middle, with Tan Nian on the left and Han Jue on the right. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com