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Han Jue is notoriously not keen on making friends.
The impression he gives people in the circle is that he is not easy to make friends with.
Some big-name artists have expressed their closeness to Han Jue and wanted to invite him into the circle to play mahjong, drink and have fun together. However, Han Jue always refused to join in the fun and often used "there are cats at home to take care of" as an excuse. After failing to make an appointment two or three times, everyone understood what Han Jue meant and decided not to make an appointment.
You can¡¯t come out, can you? Yes, there are ways to promote relationships at home.
Someone gave him the right medicine and catered to his needs. Knowing that Han Jue liked small animals, he established a [Celebrity Cat Sucking Group] to invite Han Jue to come in and talk about his black cat that became a sperm. Let the cats have free time. Come out and make friends. Han Jue agreed wholeheartedly, saying yes, yes, yes. Then I successfully joined the group. Everyone was very happy. Regardless of whether they had a cat or not, they all got one, which greatly enriched their knowledge on cat raising. As a result, after Han Jue joined the group, everyone started to treat him badly, and he never came out to interact with everyone, and no one was seen for several days in a row. The group leader called, and Han Jue explained that he didn't usually use his mobile phone, so he never noticed the group messages. However, he would read them when he was having breakfast at six or seven in the morning, but it seemed that no one was in the group at that time. Everyone was there. Sleeping, no one to talk to.
Difficult to do.
It¡¯s particularly difficult.
Some people think that Han Jue is aloof, aloof, and arrogant. Isn't it just because he is handsome, talented, wealthy, and has a cat? What's the point? But this statement soon became untenable - the second half of the sentence was, but the first half, which was cold, aloof and arrogant, was not.
Han Jue is very close to the folk circles, poet circles, and literary circles in the capital, and they often communicate with each other. Newcomers in the circle chat with Han Jue, hoping that Han Jue will say something, and then they can always get some free and sincere advice and guidance from Han Jue.
The same goes for Han Jue abroad. When he was in the United States, he would go to bars to listen to music and watch talk shows with the musicians who had accompanied him. Even Catherine, the [singing partner], said that she and Han Jue occasionally keep in touch and would receive holiday blessings from Han Jue during the holidays.
Observing Han Jue¡¯s numerous circle of friends, he has friends inside and outside the circle, domestic and foreign. It has nothing to do with wealth, nothing to do with status, nothing to do with talent It's hard to see what Han Jue's criteria for making friends are.
Everyone analyzed and analyzed, and finally they were surprised to find that Han Jue¡¯s friends were erratic just because he was too lazy to make friends - most of Han Jue¡¯s friends evolved from his colleagues at work.
There is really nothing we can do about people with this kind of domestic cat personality.
But because of this, no one expected that Lin Qin, who had little contact with Han Jue, could be so familiar with Han Jue.
"There is no coffee in the store, so I bought this for you." Lin Qin pushed the drink on the table towards Han Jue who had just walked in.
Han Jue sat down in front of the sofa, picked up the drink and took a sip. Then he shook the cup and heard the sound of ice cubes clinking inside. He was very satisfied and said, "It's okay. The grapefruit tea is also delicious."
Han Jue then asked, "Should we start rehearsing now or wait?"
Lin Qin shook her head, holding the rock sugar and snow pear tea in her hand, and said, "No rush, we'll talk about it later."
"Oh." Han Jue nodded.
I don¡¯t know when, Han Jue¡¯s sitting posture slowly deformed like a thief, first lying on the sofa, and then sliding down bit by bit. If he hadn't been lying flat and unable to drink tea, Han Jue would have been lying down. When I arrived at "Let's Fall in Love", I felt like I was back home. Just now I greeted the staff, and now it's turned into mud.
"By the way," Han Jue said, "Have you found any good comics recently? Recommend a few to me."
"I just found one yesterday, and I forgot to tell you. The plot and storyboards are very exciting, I think you will like it."
"what is it call?"
""The Immortal Race"."
"It sounds a bit familiar."
"The images of several monsters inside look very similar to your sculpture called [Walking Man]. It is said that they were authorized by you."
"No wonder it sounds so familiar. The cartoonist who drew this came to the studio to find me and wanted to cooperate with me to adapt one of his comics into a film and television script, but the negotiation failed. When he left, he saw the sculpture and said, I got some inspiration and asked me if I could use that image in my next comic.¡±
"I see."
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"Hahaha, the effect of your special training is quite good!"
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In the studio, Zhang Zishang looked surprised.
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Xiao Xia looked at a few lines written down, and the handwriting became more and more scrawled as it went down. She took off her glasses and lay back slumped.
Qianqian was eating her midnight snack and turned to Xiaochi and Xiaoxia, "What do you say?"
Xiao Xia didn¡¯t say anything, but the meaning was already very obvious
Han Jue and Zhang Yiman really broke up.
¡°Moreover, it seems that Han Jue and Lin Qin
The last part of the plot is when Lin Qin asked Han Jue when he would hold a solo concert.
Han Jue asked Lin Qin: "You also come to help me."
Lin Qin replied yes.
Then Han Jue was silent for a while, looked at Zhang Yiman, and then started another topic.
Qianqian looked at Xiaochi. Xiaochi was silent for a while, then ran out suddenly, crying and shouting: "I don't believe it! These are smoke bombs! This is a devil's clip! Wuwuwuwuwu!!" ( Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com