This time, Han Jue was walking down the street dressed in strict clothes, and no one recognized him. Fortunately, it was still winter, and the cold of February was not as milder than that of January, and his outfit was not eye-catching when he walked in the crowd.

Before you go shopping for gifts, you still have to have lunch.

Going to the long-lost food area, Han Jue was a little emotional. Now that he has come back from a trip to the United States, he has a lot of money - although he is still in debt, Guan Yi advises him not to rush to pay it back - finally he does not have to worry about suffocating his wallet as he did when he first moved here, and he only comes here two or three times a week. However, there is enough money, but there is not much time to come.

When I came back from the United States, I made a new song for Zhang Yiman, went out early and returned late, and ate in the canteen of [Aidu]. When it's over, I'm afraid of spicy, I didn't stay for a meal, and today I can finally relax and have a meal.

"I used to pay a few heartbeats in exchange for piles of invoices...... I planned, I did it, I got it, but there was too little time~" Han Jue hummed the lyrics of the god of songs' "Tourbillon", commemorating his extra feelings, and wondering when to buy a watch.

Today, the Chinese New Year's Eve, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival on the street is already very strong.

The scene in front of him was something that Han Jue had never seen in his previous life.

Originally, people dressed in a very Chinese style, but today it seems that they deliberately want to be [ancient], and some old people and children wear improved Tang costumes and Hanfu. Children are running around on the side of the road, with round Tang hats full of Chinese characteristics on their heads, which is particularly festive.

Han Jue was in it, and it felt like he was at some theme party or a large-scale comic convention.

Fortunately, there are many young people who dress casually like Han Jue.

Most of the Huaxia restaurants have closed, so Han Jue found a Vietnamese restaurant to eat. The restaurant is relatively small, and there are not many people coming, so it is convenient for Han Jue to sit in the corner and hide.

The decoration style of the restaurant is minimalist (monotonous), with large areas of cyan and white intertwined, which makes people have a desire to work. It seems that it is a restaurant that wins by quality.

Han Jue ordered Vietnamese pancakes, seafood rolls, and a bowl of rice noodles. As soon as I tasted it, the taste was really not perfunctory, so one person ate extremely happily.

Han Jue has become accustomed to watching movies, eating, and shopping alone, never feeling pity for himself, and even enjoying it a little.

In the end, because the food was so delicious, Han felt carried away, and was recognized by the owner of the restaurant. The boss was very excited, dancing and humming a strange tune, but Han Jue could tell that it was "Open to Tuli" in last night's finals.

Han Jue smiled and planned to sign an autograph for the boss, but the boss said that he was a fan of Zhang Yiman.

After Han Jue's meal was over, the boss used a discount to retain Han Jue and asked for a group photo. Han Jue happily accepted, thinking that he had rebelled against a fan of Zhang Yiman. As a result, Han Jue stood in a good position to take pictures with the boss, but the boss said that this was not the case.

In the end, the boss stood next to Han Jue, Han Jue held the mobile phone as seriously as an advertisement to introduce a product in front of the camera lens, and on the screen of the mobile phone was a bright smiling face of Zhang Yiman.

The three of them took a group photo in this way.

Dressed in the gear, Han Jue said goodbye to the silly Vietnamese restaurant owner. I plan to eat him poor in this way in the future.

As soon as I finished eating, I was sleepy and my head was a little dizzy, but at this time the gift was not ready, and it was not the time to go back to take a nap.

Passing by a bookstore, I was going to go in and take a stroll and wake up.

The bookstore is not a library, so it is naturally noisy, and it just so happens that this bookstore gently puts the final playlist of yesterday's "Singer". When Han Jue went in, he hadn't put it in Zhang Yiman's, and it was "Ah Friend Goodbye". Han Jue passed by a few young people, and he could hear the young people subconsciously humming a chorus along with the radio.

Han Jue passed by these young people as usual, and he remembered his purpose: he was here to learn, to acquire knowledge.

"Huh, sold out?" Han Jue frowned, scanning back and forth around a bookcase.

[It's really gone.] After Han Jue searched ten times, he finally confirmed that he had not found it.

His eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the cover of the book in a person's hand, and Han Jue's eyes lit up.

"Manga Shonen Weekly"!

This person's dress is similar to Han Jue's fear of the cold - knitted hat, sunglasses, and black mask. But Han Jue could see that the other party was a girl.

He is like a hyena guarding near a lion that is feeding, silently, with good patience. As soon as the girl put the comic down, Han Jue took 0.68 seconds to rush over, and then took 0.37 seconds to take the comic.

But the girl flipped through it, nodded, closed the book, and walked to the counter, ready to buy it.

"Ah......h

Han Jue gasped and sighed regretfully. Very unwilling.

Unexpectedly, this sigh made the girl stop suddenly.

Han Jue's body stiffened, and he felt the girl's gaze rolling on his face, and his heart was not good.

[Recognize me?] Han Jue was afraid, afraid that after being called to reveal his identity, he would have to lose a few pieces of equipment on his body, [It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. 】

Just as Han Jue was about to turn around, the girl who was staring at Han Jue suddenly spoke:

"Yo. ”

The sound is blocked by the mask, but you can still feel the gentleness of the timbre.

[This voice has been heard, it is the voice of an acquaintance.] Han Jue confirmed.

Han Jue didn't know many people, and his ears were more sensitive to sound than his eyes to his facial features, so he immediately recognized who this girl was.

"Oh, is that you?" Han Jue was also surprised, and his tense shoulders relaxed suddenly.

What a coincidence.

Lin Qin lit up the comics in his hand, and said in a quiet tone: "I'm here to buy comics." ”

Lin Qin's Chinese language is becoming more and more standard.

Han Jue stared at the comic intently, only feeling as dazzling as dusk. He sighed and nodded his head to indicate that he understood.

Then the two men fell silent.

The two of them have met three times in total, and they are just able to say hello, and no one is ready to talk about what to talk about after saying hello.

Now that I've said two sentences, there's no more to say later, and I can't go on with the greetings.

Han Jue didn't have the habit of talking awkwardly, so he planned to say goodbye to this fellow from the Cherry Blossom Country and go to other districts for a walk.

"You're here alone?" Lin Qin looked around.

When Han Jue heard this question, his eyes flashed behind his sunglasses, and he looked at Lin Qin without answering. After a long time, he asked rhetorically: "What, worried about reporters?"

The two of them are dressed like this and get together, and if they are photographed by reporters, they can really make up any story. It is understandable that the girl is afraid of this. But in Han Jue's heart, he unconsciously felt that such an artist was extremely boring.

Lin Qin seemed to feel the alienation hidden in Han Jue's tone at the end of the sentence, she smiled, shook her head, and said, "No." I'm worried that if you are recognized, you may not be able to get out of here. After all, you're famous now. ”

After saying that, he made a small circle with his index finger wearing thick gloves.

Han Jue put the mask and sunglasses on a little more firmly and said, "It's a bit exaggerated." ”

"No," Lin Qin turned sideways, facing the bookcase, holding the comics on his chest with one hand, and stroking the spine of the book with his index finger with the other hand, "I came earlier than you and listened to several songs." Xiao Man's song has been played, and after the play, a few students on the side chatted, but they all talked about you. ”

"How do you want me to answer this?hh? Should I thank you or should I thank those students?" Han Jue's tone was helpless.

[I'm also very distressed, and I didn't take the initiative to be popular.] This is quite hateful, especially my peers, so I didn't say it, I just dared to think about it in my heart.

Lin Qin was amused by Han Jue's words, turned his head to look at Han Jue, pursed his lips, and said, "It's better to thank Xiaoman." ”

"Again, it's all thanks to her. Han Jue nodded in agreement.

"You sound weird, like a villain. Han Jue could feel the curvature of the corners of Lin Qin's mouth under the mask.

"You're thinking too much. Han Jue will not admit it.

Lin Qin no longer dwelled on this, quickly changed the topic, and asked: "Xiaoman has a birthday tomorrow, are you ready for a gift?" ”

Han Jue squinted his eyes, and once again felt palpitations for himself who forgot the silly girl's birthday in a parallel world: "Of course I'm ready." ”

"Really?" Lin Qin asked curiously, "What is it?"

Han Jue was very vigilant, worried that the idea would be stolen, so he didn't answer first, but asked rhetorically: "What are you going to give?"

"I'm going to give Xiaoman a dress. Lin Qin replied obediently.

Han Jue nodded and said, "I'm going to give her a puppy." ”

"Wow! puppy!"

"Well, it's still a husky. Han Jue was very satisfied with Lin Qin's reaction, and the corners of his mouth provoked a touch of pride. If Zhang Yiman has a [Best Gift Award] on his birthday, then this award belongs to him. Han Jue is very confident.