[Our street, that building is particularly strange. The director of the street office sighed and slowly put down the porcelain cup of the old cadre.

[It seems that something happened, one night, all the people who lived in it ran out!] A middle-aged man faced the camera with a heavy tone.

[Do you want to go in? Oh, don't go in, something is going to happen. An old lady waved her hand, faced the director's question, said no more, and left in a hurry.

[Mom said there were bad guys inside......] The child was holding his pants in his hand and looked very nervous.

At the beginning of the show, the shaking cameras, documentary interviews, and the sincere feelings of several half-coded residents made the audience who opened "Extreme Man" and ready to laugh stunned for a moment.

[What is this?] Weng Nanxi looked at the TV, very puzzled.

If it weren't for Weng Nanxi who was very sure that she had just pressed "Extreme Man" [Concert Special (4)], otherwise she would have thought that she had watched the wrong show and watched it as "Into the Strange Talk".

As soon as the camera turned, a building stood alone in the camera. The miserable midday sun shone down, but it still couldn't shine into it, and it didn't reduce the twilight. Even the breeze seems to avoid the flow of this building.

The background music in the horror movie is slowly sounded, not abrupt at all.

The building in front of me seems to be really different from other buildings, there are traces of human life on the windows and balconies of other buildings, and people come and go in front of the building, but there is nothing in this building, and the excitement seems to have nothing to do with it. With the interview just now, and then look carefully at this building, it seems that you can really find that every stone brick in this building exudes an eerie atmosphere.

"This is Teacher Han's home?" The camera flickered, and Zhang Zishang stood in front of this ghost building in a daze, "Are you sure it's not [Haunted House Special] today?"

"Go quickly, Han Jue is waiting for you. The off-screen director urged.

Zhang Zishang refused to go over for a long time.

Weng Nanxi was also a little surprised when he watched the TV, he didn't expect Han Jue's new home to be such a place.

The camera followed Zhang Zishang, got on the elevator, and stood at the door of Han Jue's house.

Zhang Zishang knocked on the door, the air was quiet for a while, and Zhang Zishang stood tall and full of apprehension. Wait for Han Jue to open the door.

Han Jue didn't open the door for a long time.

Weng Nanxi remembered that she had such a similar experience, and knocked on the door but there was no response. It's just that she made a phone call, and Han Jue inside rushed over to open the door.

At that time, Weng Nanxi suddenly came to the door with the idea of observing Han Jue's inner world. Han Jue was pleasantly surprised by her arrival and was very attentive. But after Weng Nanxi went in and walked around, he found that every part of it exposed the barrenness of Han Jue's inner world, and Weng Nanxi was disappointed.

If you go up in the entertainment industry, you will find that everyone's longboard is about the same, but how short a star's short version is determines where he can go at most. Weng Nanxi saw through Han Jue's future at a glance. Knowing that Han Jue can't go far.

Weng Nanxi only sat for ten minutes before leaving Han Jue's upscale apartment.

[Jin Yu is defeated on the outside. Weng Nanxi was on the way back at the time, and he thought so in his heart.

From that day on, she decided to use Han Jue as a new shield. A shield that is easy to control, loyal to her, and easy to get rid of, and won't cause trouble for her future.

Contempt is like water spilled out, once it is generated, it is difficult to recover.

Now that three years have passed, Weng Nanxi really wants to see if Han Jue's current inner world is still like this.

In the show, Zhang Zishang waited for a long time and didn't see anyone open the door, a little anxious, put his hand on the doorknob, found that the door was not locked, was happy, unscrewed a gap, and wanted to go in quietly, but suddenly retreated.

"Something flashed in front of me just now!" Zhang Zishang said.

The photographer retreated faster than Zhang Zishang, the camera shook for a while, and the tense and exciting background sound reached its peak at this time.

Weng Nanxi was impatient, thinking that Zhang Zishang was following the convention of variety shows - to carry out clumsy program effects in everything that could be funny. She thought to herself, it was right not to watch variety shows before, because these people in it were too inkblotted.

The door was suddenly opened, and Zhang Zishang was startled.

Han Jue, who was wearing a black loose sleeve, appeared in the camera, glanced at the camera and Zhang Zishang, and moved out of the way.

"Come in, you don't have to change your shoes. Han Jue said.

The background music starts here and suddenly shifts to a warm and relaxing tone.

Han Jue turned around to make tea for the cameraman and Zhang Zishang, a photographer followed Han Jue, and a cameraman began to follow Zhang Zishang and photograph Han Jue's home.

This is not like a place where Han Jue can live.

It's not like it, because the space here is not as big as imagined, full of things, and even the decoration is very different, too lively.

In order to make the audience suspicious, the program team also thoughtfully took out the photos of Han Jue's previous home for comparison, so that any audience who saw it would ask in their hearts-

[This is Han Jue's family?]

Weng Nanxi sat up straight quietly, his gaze quickly scanning everywhere he looked.

Books, there are a lot of books, books everywhere.

The emerald green potted plants are on the corner table, and on the edge of the TV, small succulents are placed.

There are porcelain on the display case, there are small sculptures, and there are also several cartoon figures of unknown origins.

There are also cat racks, cat food bowls, cat toys, cat kennels......

Seeing these things related to cats, Weng Nanxi couldn't help but be in a trance. Once after the cat she gave to Han Jue was almost raised to death, she decided that Han Jue would not be able to raise small animals in this life, let alone raise cats again. However, Han Jue adopted a black cat, which she knew through her cousin's report. She originally thought that Han Jue had ulterior motives for adopting stray cats, but now it seems that Han Jue raised the black cat quite carefully.

The camera follows Zhang Zishang to the corridors leading to the various rooms.

There is something on the wall of the hallway. On the wall on one side, there are large and small photos, not narcissistic art photos that Han Jue used to display in his high-end apartments, but some very everyday photos. There are photos of Han Jue and cats, and there are also photos of Han Jue in a seemingly crew. There are some photos of the seaside scenery, and there are many photos of Han Jue and others. Han Jue and those people looked like friends, and some of the places where they were photographed were at the bar, some at the dinner table, and some of them ate together, played games, and partyed, sitting casually and smiling.

Weng Nanxi looked at Han Jue in the photo in a daze.

"He's got friends.] Weng Nanxi suddenly heard such a sentence in his heart.

As his thoughts spread, Weng Nanxi thought of the former Han Jue, who endured in one circle after another like a clown in order to make a group of friends. After a while, I remembered that Han Jue had been injured while practicing dance at home, and went to the hospital with great difficulty. In the end, when Han Jue called to report the situation to her, Weng Nanxi of the crew asked him why he didn't call someone, Han Jue said that he had called, but those people were very busy, "Don't blame them, they are so busy, there is no way."

In Zhang Zishang's eyes, these photos on the wall are just ordinary photos, and after discovering that they are all outsiders, Zhang Zishang is not interested. But Weng Nanxi has mixed tastes, and she knows what those photos represent. In this world, except for Han Jue himself, only Weng Nanxi knows.

This wall, which was full of photographs, swept slowly, and then changed to another wall in the hallway.

On the other side of the wall are several paintings.

Zhang Zishang is now looking at the painting with his mouth open, not saying a word. Presumably, the audience here was quiet all of a sudden.

Because there are some paintings that can make people not want to talk all of a sudden.

The camera took it one by one, very carefully.

A total of five paintings. From sketches to oil paintings, the style is the same, the sketches are as rough as sculptures, and there is a hazy sense of transparency when it comes to oil paintings.

Weng Nanxi has learned a little painting, so compared to the dumbfounded and speechless Zhang Zishang, she can still judge what is good about such paintings.

First of all, the style is very personal, which is not the show-off skills of young painters, but a manifestation of ideology and artistic outlook. The criss-crossing hatches and the eraser-like effect of the painting give the picture a kind of flowing transparency, and those blurred and repeatedly modified places seem to be graffiti, but in fact they are the repeated adjustment of the painting's vision.

This kind of painting can make a layman like Zhang Zishang who doesn't know anything about painting sigh, and it can also make people like Weng Nanxi who know a little about painting feel amazed.

Weng Nanxi's teacher taught her -

A good painting has time and space in it. As with most great works of literature, one can enter them and even live in them for a long time. But unlike literature, painting is simpler. Because there is no barrier to language comprehension in painting, there is no deviation in the transition between different languages, vision is vision, and what you see is what you get.

When Weng Nanxi was immersed in the time and space of those paintings, the camera switched.

It was Han Jue who came over with tea.

"Which painter is this?" asked Zhang Zishang.

"Pei Qing. Han Jue replied.

"Oh. Zhang Zishang nodded and continued to be in a daze, without any reaction.

Weng Nanxi was surprised, and he didn't know if he had heard it wrong.

Pei Qing is unfamiliar with an idol like Zhang Zishang, but for Weng Nanxi, who has studied painting, this name is not unfamiliar at all. Because when her teacher was asked by her [Who is most likely to become the next master], the answer was [Pei Qing].

But she had never seen these paintings in front of her, and she had never seen them in Pei Qing's exhibition, not even oil paintings of this style.

Weng Nanxi wasn't sure if it was the Pei Qing she knew, so she took out her mobile phone and searched the Internet.

The hot search of [Han Jue and Pei Qing] on Twitter was outside the top ten, so it was not noticed by Weng Nanxi when he was in the car.

Weng Nanxi clicked in and found that many art lovers gathered here, just like her, remained skeptical.

[It can't really be that Pei Qing, right? Oh my God! I don't believe that my goddess will have such a good relationship with Han Jue!] Some netizens don't believe it.

[Here comes the evidence.] A netizen named [I am Chapter 5] posted a picture. In the picture is a photo, which turned out to be a photo hanging on the wall on the other side of Han Jue, and one of the photos was suspended and intercepted.

It is a photo of Han Jue and a group of people on the beach.

One is Han Jue, everyone knows it, but the other woman who looked at Han Jue and smiled was marked out - [Pei Qing].

[Maybe it just looks alike, not really Pei Qing. Netizens have hard mouths.

[Here comes the evidence.] That should be a fan of Zhang Yiman and Han Jue, and sent a Weite address.

clicked in, jumped to the official Weite of [Han Jue Studio], and opened a video.

In the video, it is the editor of [Han Jue's Studio] who takes everyone to watch Han Jue's home like a tour guide. When I put those words, the editor was ashamed to say something [I know it was Pei Qing's words by looking at these lines!], which was a little funny. If you just see this, it is actually just talking to yourself, which is not convincing, but then, the video camera turned and turned to a seaside, where Pei Qing himself watched the tide and painted. And the voice that also belongs to the editor leaned over and chatted with Pei Qing, with a familiar attitude, and in the distance, Han Jue was wearing a peaked cap, discussing something seriously with a group of people who looked like the crew.

End of video.

Now Han Jue and Pei Qing know each other, and there is no doubt about it.

Those who questioned the authenticity had to admit that Han Jue had a good relationship with Pei Qing. Not only is the relationship good, but it also has Pei Qing's breakthrough paintings, five!

It's really envious.

When Weng Nanxi exited the video, in the account of [Han Jue Studio], he saw a top Weite.

[The film co-produced by Han Jue and Pei Qing will premiere at the Zhumen Film Festival at the end of August, and everyone remember to support !!] Advertising is also publicity.

Weng Nanxi knew that Han Jue was going to make a movie, and he used to think that this was just an arrogant work of Han Jue. Weng Nanxi, who knows the difficulties of the director's work, is of course not optimistic that Han Jue can complete it.

And now it seems that the movie has been made.

On TV, Han Jueyun turned around lightly and asked Zhang Zishang to listen to the song with him first. He stooped down and picked up the cat that he had been looking up to hug him, put it on his shoulder, and then walked to one of the rooms.

Weng Nanxi looked at Han Jue's back in a daze.

She never imagined that Han Jue would be so intimate with cats, nor could she have imagined that Han Jue would one day play with someone like Pei Qing, let alone that Han Jue would make his first movie.

This is another Han Jue entirely.