This star is from the earth

The entire inn has been taken over by the program group. The inn is jointly operated by the owner's family for three generations. The scale is small, but the design has been thoughtful. There are courtyards, flowers and plants, and landscapes.

It's a pity that Han Jue and the others only stayed for one night, and they had to leave tomorrow morning, so they didn't have time to see what was good.

Several old neighbors in the neighborhood were well-informed, and heard that there are celebrities staying here and leaving tomorrow morning, so they rushed over after an early dinner, took cattail fans or watermelons, and squatted in front of the inn, ready to join in the fun.

"Hey! Isn't this who? Zhang Yiman!"

"Which Zhang Yiman?"

"Tsk, that little girl with red hair! Singer! "Your Eyes"!"

"Oh oh oh! Ouch, this skin is white!"

When Zhang Yiman went downstairs, the elders recognized her.

Of course, the elders also watch TV, and they are very impressed with this little girl who has a high appearance rate on TV shows, has long red hair, is a good singer, and has a lively personality. The children and grandchildren mentioned her frequently, so they naturally remembered Zhang Yiman.

Feeling the gaze, Zhang Yiman turned his head and greeted the elders outside the threshold generously: "Hi, sir!"

The elders replied with kind eyebrows and kind smiles: "Okay, okay~ Come and play?"

"Come and play!"

"Come and play, come and play~ How long will you play?"

"Three days!"

"Three days are good, three days are good~ come to play alone?"

"With boyfriend!"

"Boyfriend..." The old man [OK] couldn't go on.

At this time Han Jue also went downstairs, Zhang Yiman took Han Jue's arm and introduced happily: "This is my boyfriend!"

"Oh!" The old man obviously didn't understand what a fake love variety show is. When he heard that he was traveling with his boyfriend, he immediately felt that he had eaten a big melon, and asked very straightforwardly: "Is it a real boyfriend?"

"Really!" Zhang Yiman replied sonorously, "We will get married and have children! Have two! One boy and one girl! The boy's name is..."

"Snapped!"

Sister Qin rushed over with a stride, raising and lowering her palms, her movements were honed, so fast that even Han Jue couldn't react immediately.

"We are filming a program, filming a program." Sister Qin pulled Zhang Yiman and explained to the surrounding uncles with a smile.

Then he turned his head, pushed Zhang Yiman forward, and whispered in his ear: "You damn girl, you dare to say anything outside the camera if you are asked to say a few words! Fortunately, the old man didn't record it with his mobile phone... ..."

Han Jue and the old man looked at each other in blank dismay.

After the program group was trimmed, the filming began.

The place to eat had already been determined by Zhang Yiman, not too far from the location of the inn, so the two simply borrowed the innkeeper's bicycle. Han Jue pedaled, Zhang Yiman sat sideways in the back, and went out to find dinner.

"I just added [Nearby People] to a local person, and asked him if he had any food known to locals, and that person recommended me this restaurant, saying that it was absolutely unknown to outsiders, and it was super delicious!" Zhang Iman opens up about her travel tips.

Han Jue saw that Zhang Yiman was so happy, so he didn't say pessimistically that the reason why those shops that are only popular among locals have not become popular may be because the taste is not suitable for outsiders.

"We go to eat like this. After the show is broadcast, everyone will know the store. We have to ask the store to give a discount later." Although most of the meal expenses are reimbursed by the program team, Han Jue still thinks habitually. After a while, his group photo can basically be discounted by 20% in the food street in Shanghai, so how much discount can the group photo of him and Sha Niu get?

Zhang Yiman said: "If the two of us take a photo with the boss, we should get a 40% discount!"

"Huh?!" Han Jue was startled, wondering if he had accidentally said what was in his heart just now.

"Uncle, you can get a 20% discount for your single photo. I haven't tried it, but it should be 20%. Adding 20% ​​to 20% makes it 40%!" I didn't feel ashamed at all, and I didn't feel that Han Jue's behavior of seeking a discount was embarrassing.

"How do you know that I get a 20% discount for taking photos together?" Han Juexun thought he didn't tell the silly girl about it.

"Your fans know it!" Zhang Yiman said with a smile, "Nowadays, when many fans walk into a restaurant in Shanghai, they all want to see if there is a photo of you and the boss."

After Han Jue's fame rose, some folk gossip, whether true or false, also came out. The most interesting thing is that one owner said that before Han Juegang’s comeback, he ate all the restaurants on the street, but he only ate at one restaurant twice. That store is their store, and everyone is welcome. Go taste it.

Fans who lived nearby went to see it, and found that the store really put up the [The only restaurant in the whole street that Han Jue has eaten twice! ! ! 】brand. I went to ask other restaurant owners. They looked at the sign with displeasure, but they also admitted the fact, and even took out a photo with Han Jue to enhance their persuasiveness.

Next, people on the Internet said one after another that they saw a photo of Han Jue and the boss in some restaurant. Some are in Vietnamese restaurants, some are in Icelandic restaurants, and some are in small Italian restaurants.

Han Jue's title of "Food Lover" spread like wildfire, and some fans specifically looked for restaurants with Han Jue's photo, and formulated a food strategy route, which became a holy place for fans to check in. The restaurant where Han Jue's smile is brighter in the photo, the more fans go there.

Many restaurant owners secretly regret not giving Han Jue a little more discount.

"Uncle, you can take me with you when you go to eat again in the future," Zhang Yiman added immediately after finishing speaking, "This way you can get more discounts."

With a smile on his lips, Han Jue replied softly, "Okay."

Zhang Yiman silently waved his fist behind him, smirked for a while, and then continued to command with his mobile phone: "Go straight for 100 meters, and turn right at the end of the road!"

The inn is not in the downtown area, and the two of them rode bicycles all the way, and they were not chased and intercepted by fans on the way.

At this time, the sky has darkened, and the street lamps are entangled with a little bit of orange remaining in the sky, which is lazy and romantic.

Han Jue pedaled his bicycle, feeling the warm evening wind in front of him, and the warm people behind him, he couldn't help feeling that time had slowed down.

He asked, "Where are we going to buy swimsuits later? The mall or where?"

Because Sha Niu's swimsuit was mysteriously dropped, she was very dissatisfied with the diving suit-style swimsuit, so the activity after dinner became a matter of course to buy a swimsuit.

"When the time comes, you will see a shop selling swimsuits on the side of the road, just go in and pick them out." Although Zhang Yiman is an endorser, and any single item on his body is the salary of an ordinary person for several months, his coquettishness is not contaminated at all. I don't pick out any clothes, and it's not difficult to change from extravagance to frugality, and it's easy to feed.

"Uncle, why don't you choose together~ We wear couple styles!"

"Couple style? Why don't you still wear that diving suit, and then I'll buy a diving suit too? That's a very good couple." Han Jue said.

"No!" Zhang Yiman hit Han Jue's back with his head, and unconsciously touched Han Jue's abdomen with his hands.

"Hey, where are you touching?" The direction of the car was chaotic.

"Hee hee~" Zhang Yiman kept moving his hands, faintly showing signs of wanting to reach into his clothes to touch them.

Han Jue pressed Zhang Yiman's hand with one hand and the handlebar of the car with the other, and quickly changed the subject: "What about the others? What else do you want to buy?"

Zhang Yiman stopped and thought: "Other...swimming goggles!"

"Swimming goggles?" Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief, "Be careful when the sun shines on the beach, you will have white circles around your eyes."

"It's okay!" Zhang Yiman wrapped his hands around Han Jue's waist, put his small face on Han Jue's back, and said numbly, "Because I want to see you in the water."

Han Jue shook his handlebars and warned: "Hey, we agreed before that you are not allowed to say such things while driving. Be careful of car damage."

"Hahahaha~" Zhang Yiman hugged Han Jue even tighter. In such an atmosphere and mood, if Han Jue talked about a mathematical formula, she might think it was funny.

Zhang Yiman leaned against Han Jue, humming the tune lightly, swinging her legs leisurely once, then again.

...

...

This trip to Qiong Province is said to be three days and two nights, but including the night of getting off the plane, it actually takes three days and three nights.

After eating a dinner with a 20% discount—the owner of the restaurant only knew Zhang Yiman, not Han Jue—after buying a swimsuit, after returning to the inn, Zhang Yiman had a serious discussion with the program group with the strategy notebook. In the end, the program team only got one daytime for photo shooting, and the other two days and three nights were for her and Han Jue's free travel.

Early the next morning, Zhang Yiman and Han Jue had breakfast at the inn, and then took the program team to the first destination of the trip - Forest Park. The euphemistic name is "change the state first and adapt to the working environment."

Although the program group gives [workplace couples] the freedom to arrange the itinerary for the rest of the time, there are still some plot guidelines that should be there. The program team urgently made a task card and handed it to Zhang Yiman with malicious intentions.

"Working couples, welcome to Forest Park, Barabara... The time when two people cross the single-plank bridge will determine what kind of hotel you will stay in tonight..." Zhang Yiman read the mission card halfway through, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

She used the phone map to walk through the forest park, and she knew very well how long the [single-plank bridge] was.

"This is too difficult! The single-plank bridge!" Zhang Yiman knew that Han Jue's resistance to this kind of thing was basically zero, so he immediately protested to Director Wang.

Han Jue quickly grabbed Zhang Yiman.

He didn't want to stop Sha Niu from looking for Director Wang to fight for her life, but just now he imagined the scene of standing on the single-plank bridge, and his feet suddenly went limp, and he would lie on the ground if he didn't support Zhang Yiman.

"It's not difficult, it's not difficult!" Director Wang hurriedly explained, with an expression of [this is to find a reason to give you benefits], and said: "The best corresponding hotel is a villa in a jungle resort, which is more difficult than a luxury hotel Make a reservation, bring your own independent swimming pool, and you can have a panoramic view from the large balcony!"

For Zhang Yiman, no hotel is as important as Uncle. Zhang Yiman turned to look at Han Jue, and asked in a low voice, "Should I tell Director Wang to change the mission?"

Han Jue didn't want to play big games, and he didn't want to spoil his interest in traveling due to his personal reasons, so he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said, "It's okay! It's just a single-plank bridge..."

"Uncle, don't be afraid!" Zhang Yiman took Han Jue's hand, "If the bridge suddenly breaks halfway, I will die with you!"

"..." Han Jue's legs really went limp.

"Is this called martyrdom? Hehe~" Zhang Yiman was still laughing.

The forest park has a large green area, sufficient oxygen, and is very cool. Walking here is a very pleasant thing, but Han Jue was held by Zhang Yiman and walked all the way, his eyes lost his soul, and he was like a walking dead Zombies are no different.

"For no reason this year, I started to be afraid of death. I was younger and didn't have any scruples at all... How can I be willing to die, fall in love, travel around the world... Do the work I like and enjoy games. Once I die, how can I savor it... I don't want to die, I don't want to I don't want to die..." Han Jue sang the lyrics of "Fear of Death", the more he sang, the paler his face became.

Zhang Yiman really admired Han Jue. Even though he was about to piss his shit off, he still had the inspiration to create. It's amazing.

Before Han Jue sang "It's Good to Live" and "The End Begins" until he was relieved of death, the single-plank bridge was ahead.

From a distance, people can see a row of people in twos and threes holding the rope on the bridge and crossing the bridge carefully.

This thrilling and exciting atmosphere came immediately.

The single-plank bridge is very long, from one mountain to another. The ropes used for the handrails are only waist high, and looking to both sides of the bridge, only a patch of treetops can be seen in the distance.

When Han Jue looked at it like this, he knew it in his heart: [If the wind blows, or the bridge breaks, I may be stabbed to death by the treetops when I fall. If you are lucky, the twig breaks and falls to the ground to die. 】

"Uncle, don't look there," Zhang Yiman put both hands on Han Jue's face, "Just look at me."

Then in Han Jue's sight, he really only saw Zhang Yiman.

Zhang Yiman's eyes are bright, allowing him to see himself. At the same time, she was very firm, as if to say, there was nothing to be afraid of, even if it was the hell ahead, she would go with him.

Staring at such a pair of eyes, Han Jue suddenly felt a lot more stable.

Han Jue said with a smile: "Okay, then I will only look at you."

It's not that I only look at you later, it's not that I only look at you today, but I will only look at you in the future.

"Hee hee~" Zhang Yiman felt that the uncle at this time was very obedient, he could do whatever he was asked to do, as cute as a puppy.

"Let's go!" After the people in front had almost walked, Zhang Yiman took Han Jue's hand, facing him, and walked backward step by step to the single-plank bridge.

Handled by Zhang Yiman, Han Jue carefully stepped onto the single-plank bridge. According to what Zhang Yiman said, he only looked at her, not looking down, not thinking about accidents, death and other things.

When they walked more than ten meters, the single-plank bridge suddenly shook a little, Han Jue quickly pulled Zhang Yiman into his arms, hugged Zhang Yiman tightly with one hand, and held on to the rope with the other, waiting for the single-plank bridge to calm down vigilantly .

When the wind blew just now, Zhang Yiman was not frightened, but since she was in Han Jue's arms, she was reluctant to leave. She raised her head slightly and looked straight at Han Jue with love in her eyes.

Zhang Yiman didn't wear a hat today, her red hair was very eye-catching during the day, and she was very recognizable. Along the way, a bunch of fans and passers-by gathered behind him.

When tourists saw the scene of dog abuse, they immediately screamed and took pictures. Fortunately, no one ran over, otherwise Han Jue would have used Guan Yi's strategic weapon.

"Stop shaking, let's go." Han Jue slowly let go of Zhang Yiman, and then continued to walk forward.

Zhang Yiman was obviously still in love with Han Jue's embrace, so she turned her brains fast, and as she walked, a single-plank bridge swayed quietly under her feet.

"Ah." For the first time, Zhang Yiman pretended to be afraid, not distracted. But Han Jue, whose heart was on edge, had no time to tell the truth from the fake.

Zhang Yiman got his wish and was pulled into Han Jue's arms again.

"There was obviously no wind just now." Han Jue was puzzled while waiting for the bridge to be quiet.

"Who is shaking in the front or behind?" Zhang Yiman called out to catch the thief.

Han Jue looked at the tourists in front and behind with falcon-like eyes, trying to see who was sneaking across the bridge just now.

When the bridge was quiet again, Zhang Yiman walked in front of Han Jue again.

Taking advantage of a gust of wind that couldn't be lighter, Zhang Yiman started to shake the bridge again.

"It's windy!" Zhang Yiman took the initiative to slip into Han Jue's arms this time.

"This bridge is always shaking~" Zhang Yiman pretended to be scared, and looked up at Han Jue slightly.

Han Jue didn't doubt that he was with him, so for the sake of safety, the two could only hold each other tightly and walked forward.

Feeling the silly girl beside him, Han Jue felt that he was not so afraid of death and accidents. It's a wonderful feeling. It's about trust, and it's about love.

The shore of the single-plank bridge.

Director Wang narrowed his eyes and looked at the two people who were helping them forward, as if he was a mastermind behind the scenes, and kindly taught his colleagues: "This is called the suspension bridge effect, which means..."

However, before Director Wang finished speaking, the screenwriters spoke in a shameless way:

"I've known it for a long time. This teacher Han taught it in his illegal class."

"Yes, Teacher Han said it in class."

"It looks like it didn't listen well in class."

"..." Director Wang became angry from embarrassment, and wanted to stand on the single-plank bridge and shake Han Jue down.

In the end, Han Jue and Zhang Yiman's bridge crossing results still failed to give them a chance to stay in the jungle villa.

But the two of them were not too sorry. Zhang Yiman has lived in better and more expensive ones, so I don't care about this. Han Jue is not interested in villas that are too high and in the mountains, and has no sense of security. What if there's a thunderstorm, a mudslide, a thief, or someone on the camera crew has a heart attack... what to do?

So the two happily went to the next attraction to see the animals in the park.

And after walking on the single-plank bridge for a while, the two of them really relaxed a lot, and many physical contacts became very frequent.

Zhang Yiman kept holding Han Jue's hand, and Han Jue didn't find it troublesome. Zhang Yiman pretended that he couldn't walk anymore and asked Han Jue to recite it, and Han Jue recited it. It's just that Zhang Yiman's stealing relatives from time to time will still be noticed by Han Jue, and he will block them with his palm, which ends in failure.

The first day passed just like that.

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Note: "Fear of Death" - Eason Chan

This song is not very popular, so this recommendation is not for all readers. It's just that the lyrics fit the occasion, so use it. Friends who are interested and want to listen to it are recommended to listen to the live version.

Two in one. You don't have to worry about the rest of the chapters playing around like this, don't worry, there will be a plot arrangement later.