The director backstage held the screenwriter's hand tightly, feeling that the most pink picture of this working couple was about to appear! The director begged for the blessing of the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and blessed everything well. The screenwriters are also very excited, this is an indirect kiss!

"Thanks, I'll have enough to eat. Han Jue looked at the ice cream that Zhang Yiman held in the air, so he waved the ice cream in his hand and politely refused.

"......" Zhang Yiman took a deep breath, and the ice cream was almost pinched by her.

Fortunately, the ugly bear is not a living creature, and it will not be strangled to death by its mistress the moment Han Jue's words fall just now.

After a while.

"Uncle, what does your ice cream taste like?" Zhang Yiman looked at Han Jue's ice cream, looking quite curious.

"Plain, it's not delicious. In fact, the main product of their store is not the taste, but the fun......" Han Jue licked the ice cream boredly, babbling over and over again.

“......”

A little longer.

"Uncle, let's have a toast!" Zhang Yiman said shyly.

"No, I'm almost done. I'm eating faster than you, you're too slow!" Han said with a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yiman withdrew the ice cream with a blank face, looked at the ice cream that he hadn't eaten much in front of him, opened his mouth, took a big bite hard, and then was so cold that he kept exhaling with his mouth open.

"What a stupid girl. Han Jue shook his head and continued to lick the little ice cream he had left.

"Ahhh

[Not like this!Why is this happening!It's not written in the book!] Zhang Yiman shouted in his heart.

[Why does God punish us like this!] The directors and screenwriters in the backstage car are also shouting and crying.

Zhang Yiman looked at this stupid uncle, and finally ate the ice cream in a few bites, and then grabbed Han Jue's hand and walked to a place: "Uncle, let's go on a roller coaster!"

Zhang Yiman was angry, and the consequences were very serious! She decided to teach this big fool a hard lesson!

"Don't go!" Han Jue seemed to have heard something very dangerous, his breath stagnated, and his pupils narrowed rapidly.

Zhang Yiman turned his back to Han Jue, bowed forward, like a laborer of a tugboat, dragging Han Jue, his mouth made a muffled sound, and said-for-tat: "I have to go!

The words were very firm, the actions were also very serious, and Han Jue was taken a few steps.

Han Jue hurriedly used the jack pendant, and Zhang Yiman couldn't pull it at all.

Even though Zhang Yiman's entire body was almost parallel to the ground, he still couldn't drag Han Jue.

Zhang Yiman was in a hurry, so anxious that she was about to cry. I don't know what she thinks, so she turned around and walked towards Han Jue, hitting Han Jue's chest with her head.

Boom!.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem. Han Jue was caught off guard, and the jack pendant was cracked.

Han Jue stood up straight, helped Zhang Yiman and just wanted to say a few words to her, but as soon as Zhang Yiman raised her head, Han Jue saw that her eyes were red and full of tears, as if she had been greatly wronged.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Han Jue's original joking words suddenly couldn't be spoken, and he hurriedly asked, "Is there any injury?"

But Zhang Yiman didn't speak, and she didn't let Han Jue look into her eyes, she lowered her head and chiseled Han Jue's chest with her little head.

"Or is it because I'm not on the roller coaster?" Han Jue guessed.

Zhang Yiman still didn't speak.

"Ah...... However, I am, really, afraid of heights......" Han Jue's heart was weak, and he didn't dodge or stop it, so he was hammered to speak.

Zhang Yiman turned a deaf ear, holding the ugly bear in both hands, standing in front of Han Jue with his head down, and continued to chisel.

The red hair is like a flame, jumping and jumping.

Something is wrong.

Han Jue also felt it, but like everyone, he thought that Zhang Yiman was like this because he refused to go on a roller coaster.

The heart is bitter.

He's really afraid of heights.

No matter how sincere a person's sadness or happiness is, once it is put in front of the camera, it becomes a performance because of the review of millions of pairs of eyes, so that the person in the painting himself is confused, whether his emotion is a feeling or a gesture.

Han Jue has always been wary of getting lost in it, so he is inseparable from the circle and fame and fortune, and wanders outside a range. He was afraid that he would become not himself.

His fear now was very real.

Through the screen, both the director and the screenwriter could see the hesitation and struggle on Han Jue's face. The surrounding fans could also see Han Jue reading [Roller Coaster], but the expression on his face was cloudy.

Everyone gradually fell silent, and quietly looked at the two people who were being pointed at by the camera.

But Zhang Yiman couldn't see Han Jue's expression, she was lowering her head and still hitting Han Jue's chest aggrievedly, and it was the kind that didn't stop.

Although it didn't hurt, it had been [knock, knock, knock], Han Jue let Zhang Yiman hammer it.

It may have been a minute, or it may not have been so long, and finally, Han Jue made up his mind.

I saw Han Jue throw away the remaining uneaten ice cream at once, raised his hands, and hugged Zhang Yiman at once, one of his hands pressed the back of Zhang Yiman's head, so that Zhang Yiman couldn't hammer him anymore, listen to him well.

Han Jue said: "Don't hit it again, it's all up to you." We went on a roller coaster, we went on a roller coaster. ”

Zhang Yiman's hugged body froze suddenly. But the head is still subconsciously continuing to hammer slightly.

Han Jue hugged him tighter.

Zhang Yiman can't hammer it.

In the past, Han Jue might have laughed happily when he saw Zhang Yiman's tears, but just now when he saw Zhang Yiman's aggrieved and red eyes, his heart was suddenly confused. Those eyes seemed to say hundreds of Han Jue's crimes in an instant, making Han Jue unable to say any firm words.

"Don't cry anymore. Han Jue said softly. His tone slowed down unconsciously, lest he disturb the tears in his eyes.

Zhang Yiman's whole person was surrounded by Han Jue, but she had not lost her combat effectiveness, and her head had no room to move, so she pressed her head against Han Jue's chest, as if she wanted to drill a hole.

"Big bad ......" Zhang Yiman drilled Han Jue with a bit of nasal voice.

"Yes, yes, I'm the big bad. Han Jue pressed his chin against Zhang Yiman's head.

"Big fool!"

"Yes, yes, I'm a big idiot. ”

"Big fool!"

"I'm a fool, you're a fool. ”

"I'm not a stupid girl......" Zhang Yiman retorted whimsically.

Zhang Yiman's strength in drilling his chest became smaller and smaller, and finally he quietly lay on Han Jue's chest.

The tears on my face are now dry, and it hurts when the wind blows. She changed the direction of the drill, and drilled her head into Han Jue's coat, allowing herself to be wrapped in Han Jue's warm body.

Quietly letting go of the hands that were holding the ugly bear, the ugly bear threw her to the ground......

Getting into her coat, she hugged Han Jue, and when she breathed, it was full of the good-smelling, plant-scented smell on Han Jue's clothes.

[It seems to be ...... That's not bad......] Zhang Yiman thought in a daze.

The fans watching on the side were surprisingly quiet and did not disturb the couple.

A few people who wanted to scream loudly only covered their mouths with their hands and forced them back. A few of them saw that their bodies were about to melt, so they twisted their bodies and held themselves in their hands, and their hands passed under their armpits and around their necks, reaching out to their backs. A few of them sat on the ground and rolled around, saying that they had died of sweetness and were dying.

......

Backstage, in the car of "Let's Be in Love".

The director was high-five the screenwriters one by one, and the scene was very joyful.

"Congratulations to Director Wang, congratulations to Director Wang!"

"Director Wang is amazing!"

"Hey~ Happy and happy!" Director Wang laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. Happy to slap your belly with a bang.

"It's not easy, it's not easy!

"The little ones are all there! I'm having a treat tonight! Everyone is coming! If you don't come, you won't give me face!" Director Wang waved his fat hand and said heroically.

"Oooh!!" the minions replied.

The noise frightened the tourists passing by in the parking lot.