"Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong ~"

Han Jue subconsciously walked over when he heard the doorbell. It took two steps before it stopped suddenly.

Han Jue pursed his lips, then moved slowly, lying on the sofa like a thief, twisting his head and staring at the door with blazing eyes.

In his plan, if someone opened the door and came in, he would immediately pretend to be asleep.

Previously, Han Jue decided that if nothing else, this house would be his home.

And now, maybe it's just an accident.

The doorbell rang a few times, but finally it didn't ring again.

Han Jue listened with his head propped up for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the mobile phone placed on the coffee table suddenly rang.

"You're so fragile from Monday to Sunday......"

The ringtone of the mobile phone is a cappella of a female voice, the sound quality is not good, it is obviously recorded, and the sound is very good, but Han Jue has no intention of paying attention to this.

The voice was not high, but it was enough to startle Han Jue.

Han Jue hurriedly fumbled around the phone for a while, then muted it, praying that the people outside the door didn't hear it.

Looking at the strange caller name [No. 7343] displayed on the screen.

Just when Han Jue was guessing whether the caller was the person outside the door, the sound of keys colliding sounded.

Han Jue's scalp was numb!

Put the phone back on the coffee table, roll it over, and flutter back to the couch in a deep sleep.

The door opened.

The visitor didn't change his shoes, he walked in, and a cheerful advertisement was playing on TV, but the sound of leather shoes on the floor still clearly reached Han Jue's ears. Han Jue felt that he was already sweating behind his back.

The visitor walked to Han Jue's side, and Han Jue could feel a fiery gaze on his face. This made Han Jue's face itch for a while.

The phone on the coffee table no longer vibrates.

In the middle of the TV commercial, there was a moment of silence.

Han Jue felt that his heartbeat was almost the loudest sound in the room.

He is not a rookie, he pretended to be sick, pretended to be asleep, and pretended to be dead when he was urged to write in his previous life, all of which were experienced in a hundred battles.

Don't blink too often, don't be short of breath, and have to endure itchy faces.

It could be a long time, or it could be a while.

The landlord is still living together, it's over, let's run away. Or kill him?

When Han Jue closed his eyes and was still thinking nonsense, someone came into the bedroom.

Then there was the sound of the cabinet opening and closing, and then the man walked back to the couch.

Han Jue felt something fly to his face.

"What the hell!"

Han Jue suddenly bulleted, thinking that he had been attacked, and threw the thing covering his head to the ground with his teeth and claws.

A man stood on the edge of the couch, roughly in his thirties, with half-rimmed glasses and short hair. Wearing a proper navy blue shirt and suit, condescending, expressionless, his eyes looked directly at Han Jue indifferently, and Han Jue's heart was furious.

Han Jue didn't look at the visitor for long, but pretended to see who the other party was, and then lay back on the sofa.

This attitude is normal after being disturbed to sleep.

The person who came pointed to the thing that was thrown to the ground by Han Jue, and said:

"Just put on these clothes and come with me, and there is a life. ”

Intuition told Han Jue that if he rejected the man in front of him who didn't seem to be easy to talk to now, absolutely, definitely it would trigger unnecessary conversations and end up going in an uncontrollable direction. The current Han Jue, before finding out the social relationship of his predecessor, should not contact acquaintances too much, so as not to be exposed.

There is a life, this is something that the predecessor planned with others, right? It is too late to pretend to be sick, and it seems strange to refuse.

Han Jue frowned and silently picked up the clothes on the ground.

A white shirt and jeans, a no-missible outfit option.

What kind of job needs this kind of dress? Pretend to be a normal person?

After changing his clothes in front of the man's gaze, and when he came to the entrance, the man pointed to a pair of white sneakers and said:

"Wear this pair. ”

"Even the shoes have to be specified? Or am I being fostered? No, no, no, maybe it's just a blind date?" Han Jue, who was expressionless, guessed in his heart.

Taking the elevator to the basement, Han Jue got into the co-pilot of a car. The interior is not fancy but very clean.

Han Jue, who was uneasy, was still thinking about how to deal with it after meeting an acquaintance later.

However, gradually, as I got to the bustling street, everything in my heart was put aside.

Looking at the attire of the passers-by on the side of the road, not to mention the textbook matching, but everyone seems to have a pattern of clothes. From the design of the roadside to the station sign design, to the public plastic art, and the architectural design, all reflect the high average aesthetic level of this country and this city.

The charm of these aesthetics and the exquisiteness of the design went straight to Han Jue's heart, and the smile unconsciously hung on his face, and he began to marvel in his heart. Now I feel that I feel like I go abroad to experience foreign culture.

But the reality just doesn't give him a sigh of relief.

didn't wait for Han Jue to feel the world well, but he heard the cold-faced man next to him say:

"Wait a minute, it's on "Tucao Show", originally as long as Xiaohan was a guest, and finally the price was lowered to package you on the show together. When the time comes, you just need to follow the script, control yourself when others complain about you, if you lose control on the field, the program team will not cut these topics. Hello for yourself. ”

It took 10 seconds for Han Jue to confirm what he had just heard.

On the show?

I?

I'm going to be on the show later?

？？！

Han Jue exhaled slowly, calmed himself, turned his head, and pretended to be calm to look out the window, his brain blank.

If he hadn't been galloping on the road, he probably would have wanted to open the door and run away.

Han Jue finally figured it out, and all the strange things just now had an explanation.

I was designated to change clothes, designated to change shoes, I had seen it before, the quality of the clothes at home was not bad, and there were fashion magazines, entertainment magazines, gossip tabloids, and no serious books scattered around the house. There is a small gym on its own. There is also a study, but there are computers and home projectors in it, and there are no books on the small shelves. There is even a separate room with the luxury of playing musical instruments.

When Han Jue first visited the house, he couldn't find clues clearly related to his profession, so he thought that he was a second generation, and his profession was to pass the leisure.

However, now the truth is revealed.

If he could do it again, when the cold-faced man let him change his clothes, Han Jue swore that he would definitely trip over the man on the side who was either his agent or his assistant, and then run away from home, find a job, and then live with the goal of watching all the TV movies, animations, graphic novels, and playing all the games in this world.

Now Han Jue was immersed in the loss that he couldn't be a salted fish, and as for what the man next to him continued, he couldn't listen to it.

Celebrities will definitely not be been, whoever loves to be will be.

In his previous life, he was also a member of this circle, and he knew how unhappy it was to be an actor.

With such thoughts, Han Jue, who was sitting in the car, had already begun to think about how to end his acting career.

Listening to what this guy said just now, his predecessor should have been a street fighter. And now I'm almost thirty years old, and the little fresh meat at the beginning is almost rotten, okay?

"Hey, great. It's just a matter of mixing up until you can retire, and first find out what the world is like. ”

I have just made a decision here, and my destination has arrived.

The car was parked in the parking lot next to a large building.

The minimalist building has 20 floors or more. A few people were carrying photographic equipment, and some people in costumes were led into the building. It's very lively.

"Follow me. ”

"Suck~" Han Jue took a deep breath, and then walked to the door side by side with the cold-faced man with the indifferent face that a star should have in his impression.

Along the way, it has also attracted a lot of heads.

After Han Jue felt the sights with his peripheral vision, he secretly said in his heart that it was not good, it looked like he was a little famous, but he was afraid that the brokerage company would not allow him to salted fish casually.

Han Jue was distressed by the fact that his popularity was "too high", and he had no idea what passers-by were talking about.

"So handsome! Which artist is this?" a girl desperately pulled her friend next to her.

"Wow~ This man is very handsome. The other woman raised an eyebrow and gave a thumbs up.

"Cut. "It's a man's voice.

"This person, I remember him as Han Jue. ”

"Ah, he's Han Jue, is he still in the circle?" the voice of admiration immediately turned into a voice of disgust.

……

When I arrived on the floor, I was greeted by two people.

A man in his thirties, with a steady face but a smile on his face, came out and shook Han Jue's hand.

"Hello, Mr. Han. I'm the screenwriter in charge of you, and the other guests are already on the script, so we can only hurry, I'm really embarrassed. ”

Han Jue naturally stretched out his hand and responded:

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, we're late, it's us who caused you trouble. ”

As soon as the words fell, the two people on the opposite side were stunned for a moment, and the cold-faced man beside Han Jue also raised his eyebrows and stared at Han Jue.

Han Jue felt the reaction of the person on the other side, and knew that there must be something wrong, but he didn't know where the problem was.

He can only pretend to be normal.

Fortunately, he didn't dwell on this point, and after greeting another director, Han Jue was led to put on makeup.

During the makeup process, Han Jue was very painful for a while, because the cold-faced man of the agent had been standing behind Han Jue, looking at Han Jue through the mirror, Han Jue could only pretend not to care.

Han Jue knew that it must have been the mistake just now that made the cold-faced man target him.

This mistake is most likely due to the words and deeds that I did not do in my predecessor.

Han Jue secretly complained in his heart, he swore that he was just polite according to what a normal star would say.

This faint embarrassment dissipated after the screenwriter sat down next to Han Jue.

The screenwriter in charge of Han Jue took a small notebook and asked if he knew any guests and if there were any interesting anecdotes.

Han Jue shook his head and didn't know, and together with Xiao Han of the company, he also shook his head when asked and said that he was not familiar.

The little eyes of the screenwriter in charge were suddenly so worried that they were almost out of sight.

In the end, the cold-faced man stepped forward to communicate with the screenwriter.

Because Han Jue has a good foundation, it is not troublesome to put on makeup, and it will be fine soon.

Han Jue took out his mobile phone, and for the first time officially used a mobile phone in this world, he was excited.

I'm going to check this show first, "Tucao Show", I don't know if this is the same as the "Tucao Conference" in my previous life.

Take out the mobile phone, the shape function of the mobile phone is similar to that of the fruit mobile phone, but the brand is different.

Fingerprint unlock successfully turns on the phone.

Then, the system comes with a browser that is not difficult to find.

"Tucao Show" is generally similar to the domestic "Tucao Conference" in the previous life, but perhaps because the talk shows in this life are not as rare and niche as in the previous life, there are many talk shows, and "Tucao Show" is not a popular variety show, at most it is an excellent production at the intermediate level.

Come to think of it, it's not easy for top variety shows to stuff people, and you don't have a chance to go through the back door if you have money.

A large number of unfamiliar mobile phone applications, Han Jue rubbed his hands excitedly, and was ready to press them one by one with the mood of opening the treasure chest.

The screenwriter in charge came in again, maybe the agent had read the draft with a cold face, so the screenwriter gave the script to Han Jueji, and then went out.

The cold-faced man didn't come in, and Han Jue was alone in the entire lounge.

"Look at the album first. ”

There are selfies and photos of women in the album, if it weren't for the watermark, Han Jue almost thought that his predecessor was close to these beauties. There are other messy things in the album, which is very boring.

There are no memos except for a few numbers.

Neither the information nor the communication records found anything of value.

Then it's time to download the apps one by one.

"Knock knock~"

Han Jue's screenwriter in charge came in and said:

"Mr. Han, how do you remember? It will be our turn to rehearse later. ”

"I haven't remembered the rehearsal? ”

Han Jue was still holding his mobile phone in his hand, and when he saw the screenwriter coming, he took the manuscript from the table to his hand.

The screenwriter also saw it.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, there's a teleprompter on the spot, and I'll have time to remember it when the rehearsal is over." Let's go over and try it out, shall we?"

"Good. ”

On stage, feeling the temperature of the spotlight, this is a fresh, even awkward feeling for a screenwriter who has only been behind the scenes all year round. But Han Jue just walked to the front of the stage under the light with an attitude of [I'm here to mess up my star journey], and the novelty was the most.

After reading it in front of the teleprompter, his body was motionless, and his tone was flat, did he realize that the intensity of this complaint was too gentle, right?

It's not otherworldly at all, it's even more boring than in the previous life.

And the program team came up from time to time to give some opinions, but when they found that how to teach, Han Jue's performance effect was like that, so they had no choice but to do it.

Its perfunctory is obvious, and the whole show is in the eyes, but no one says anything on the surface.

The whole scene was busy but not chaotic, and Han Jue stood on it before he finally saw his agent. The cold-faced man was chatting with three or four other people, and one of the women was obviously an entertainer from the outfit.

It should be an artist from the same company named Xiaohan.

Han Jue only knew that her name was Lin Yihan from the manuscript just now, and he didn't know anything else. Oh, I also know, it must be more popular than Han Jue.

At this time, there were only two hours left before the program was recorded.

The next is to record the VCR of the debut, Han Jue is filmed with Lin Yihan, the same company, which can be regarded as being able to label Han Jue and deepen the impression of the audience.

This method of forcibly borrowing Lin Yihan's popularity and rubbing resources, although people listened to the company and did not refuse, this does not mean that they have a good relationship.

So it wasn't until they met now that Lin Yihan came over to greet Han Jue with a smile.

The generation of the domestic entertainment industry in the previous life is not too important, and it seems that it is also in this life, popularity and works determine everything.

"Hello, Mr. Han. ”

"Hello. ”

"I have a bad memory, I've been busy writing manuscripts just now, so I didn't come to say hello to you earlier. ”

"Oh, it's okay, speaking of which, I owe you for being on this show. ”

When Lin Yihan heard this, he didn't know whether it was true or mocking for a while.

Worst. I forgot that I shouldn't have spoken more until I figured out how to speak before.

Han Jue is accustomed to socializing normally again, this is really a habit, and change is not something that can be changed once or twice.

So, he looked around, then pointed ahead, and said:

"Let's go over. ”

Then without waiting for Lin Yihan to react, he walked over first.

VCR shooting is not complicated, at least it is not as embarrassing as in the previous life, and it is also forcibly advertised.

Once the shoot is over, there isn't much time left before the recording starts.

The audience has already begun to enter.

Han Jue and other artists are making final preparations backstage, sorting out their appearance, matching the drafts, and the artists get together to chat in twos and threes.

Han Jue was holding a mobile phone alone, and the cold-faced man and other agents were not there.

The host is a young man, very enthusiastic about people, and there is no sarcasm of the Ming Dynasty for Han Jue, after all, they are all artists, and they will not embarrass others casually on their faces.

Han Jue continued to play with his mobile phone, and now he was watching the content in the social software.

He found a one called Weite, and the operation interface and functions were similar to those of Weibo in his previous life.

However.

When Han Jue opened Weite with great interest, he found that his account had not released a single Weite.

There is no follower, only 3,000 followers.

Is it a trumpet?

It's not, it's all been certified by the artist and got the V.

Tsk, it's shabby.

Han Jue had more Weibo fans in his previous life than he does now.

Isn't this app a mainstream social platform?

However, looking at the huge amount of traffic on the homepage, it can be determined that this is a product with a huge individual volume.

clicked on the column of receiving messages, and found that there were more than 100 people at him.

Click on.

"@韩觉, are you worried about swelling in advance, so you remind yourself not to forget your original intention?"

"Ahhh@韩觉老大你不要想不开啊h

"@韩觉头要不要这么铁, it's to reduce the creative workload of other guests and the program team, right?"

"@韩觉你怎么还没退出娱乐圈?"

"Looking for scolding??want to be red, want to go crazy??@韩觉"

……

Something, it seems, is wrong.

I'm an artist, how do I feel like it's all hacking me?

"Teachers, it's time to go on stage!" the assistant choreographer came in and told everyone.

Slow down, let me see what's going on!

Han Jue suddenly forgot that he had always regarded himself as a street artist, so he didn't check his information in the first place.

Now it seems that there is a pit waiting for him, a big pit.

Han Jue walked with the team to the backstage of the stage and began to put on the radio equipment.

In the not bright environment, Han Jue found that there were several guests around him who looked at him, and they were all eager to try, were they all hungry and thirsty, right?

Oh, my God.

Is it any wonder that cold-faced man told me not to lose control?

"Five, four, three, two, one! The assistant choreographer clapped his hands, and then everyone rushed to the stage.

The on-site director who is talking about jokes outside has already begun to transition.

"呲~~"

The door in front of everyone opened, and everyone walked out with a wave of their hands to the rousing music, and walked to their seats and took their seats.

Han Jue's position was in the second row, closest to the audience, and it was also the farthest from the center of the stage.

The audience was enthusiastic. Every time the name of a guest was called, everyone burst into a loud applause. Han Jue also gave a warm welcome.

But Han Jue really saw a kind of impatient schadenfreude in the eyes of some excited audiences.

It's time for the official recording.

"Units ready, countdown. ”

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Click!"