(Wait a minute, the author is still revising.) ）

The final place to eat was chosen in the cafeteria of Aidu.

After thanking the producers and sound recorders sent by Aidu to help, Zhang Yiman took Han Jue to the cafeteria. The staff of the program team ate in shifts, and they had to continue to shoot them.

When I came down, it was already a little later than the normal meal, but there was still a chef in the cafeteria.

Artists or trainees can eat as they like, and it is common to miss meal time as soon as they practice.

So when Han Jue and Zhang Yiman arrived at the cafeteria with the cameraman, there were still a few artists sitting in the cafeteria. When the artists saw Zhang Yiman, the company's mascot, they greeted them very warmly.

Zhang Yiman was a little shy. Since she participated in the first episode of "Let's Be in Love", everyone in the company who is familiar with her will tease her with this when they see Zhang Yiman. What [Xiaoman is also a big girl], what [when will you bring people to the company for everyone to inspect and inspect], Zhang Yiman blushed and waved his hand again and again every time, unable to parry.

This time I was caught.

And those artists saw Han Jue next to Zhang Yiman, but their faces were wonderful in their own ways, they exchanged glances, and then looked at Han Jue, which was a little meaningful.

Lin Qin is the most natural expression among several people.

They didn't greet Han Jue, but Han Jue didn't care, and nodded at them to say hello.

It is said to be a cafeteria, but the delicacy of the dishes is still okay.

Zhang Yiman was in a familiar place, as if he had a home advantage, pulling Han Jue's sleeve and running left and right in front of a plate of dishes, recommending Han Jue which one was delicious. However, often before the introduction of this dish was finished, he couldn't help but pick up another dish and put it in Han Jue's hand.

The last two sat down at a table in the corner.

Fixed cameras had been placed on and around the table, and Han Jue was glad that it wasn't the cameraman who was shooting around him, otherwise he might not be able to eat.

The director and screenwriters sat off-camera, a little away from Han Jue and them, watching the recording live.

After the two of them sat down, they started to eat, they ate very seriously, they didn't talk at all, and they didn't serve each other's dishes, as if they were really eating for the sake of eating, and it didn't look like they were filming a love reality show at all.

Han Jue was seriously tasting the dishes and immersed himself in his own world, while Zhang Yiman was absentmindedly eating a grain of rice, listening to the light smile from the artist at the table just now, his face became more and more red, and he ate more and more slowly, like sitting on pins and needles.

The two of them ate for about 5 minutes, and there was still no interaction, not even the sound of the dishes and chopsticks colliding. The only sound coming in from the radio was the laughter of the chef in the distance, and the laughter of the artists at the table.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, expected, expected, really, I'm fine. The director said to the screenwriters around him with a sincere face, waving his hand nonchalantly, as if he had seen through the warmth and coldness of the world.

However, those screenwriters haven't actually looked at the director, they think this kind of truth is quite interesting, and let the director go anxiously if they are anxious, in short, the screenwriters think that even if they don't say anything, as long as they are in the same frame, it is very eye-catching.

In the dark, Han Jue still seemed to be unable to bear to direct a one-man show, so this silence was quickly broken.

When Zhang Yiman, who was absent-minded, clamped a pea, he didn't clamp it firmly, allowing the peas to fall on the table.

Han Jue's eyes froze.

"Hurry up, clamp it up, clamp it up!" Three! Two ......" Han Jue urged Zhang Yiman, like an instructor urging a recruit.

Zhang Yiman heard Han Jue's hurried and urgent tone, and when she came to her senses, she panicked and wanted to pick up the beans, but when she heard that Han Jue had counted [one] and didn't pick it up, she simply picked it up with her hand and stuffed it into her mouth.

"It's dangerous!" Zhang Yiman said with a palpitation.

"It's ok. Han Jue returned to a flat expression.

"Uncle, why is it that if you eat something on the table within three seconds, there will be no bacteria, and there will be nothing wrong if you eat it?" I heard that in some places it is five seconds, and in some places it is six seconds," Zhang Yiman was frightened by what happened just now, so he didn't listen to the movement of that table, but diverted his attention to Han Jue, "I asked my father, and he said that the time to pick up food is inversely proportional to the level of wealth, and he didn't give me a standard answer. ”

Han Jue looked around with his eyes, lowered his voice and said, "Actually, the reason why I counted down to three counts ......"

Zhang Yiman stared at Han Jue seriously.

“...... It's because it's not easy for others to see if you pick up something and eat it within three seconds. Han Jue whispered.

Zhang Yiman's eyes widened, as if he had heard something in the world.

"Look, they didn't notice that you just dropped something on the table. Han Jue gestured with his eyes, referring to the table where he had greeted Zhang Yiman just now.

"Uh-huh!" Zhang Yiman nodded excitedly, she recalled that when she ate beans just now, she didn't seem to hear laughter from that table.

"Eat. Han Jueyun was light-hearted, as if he had taught a trivial life hack.

Of course, Zhang Yiman didn't know that when the show was broadcast here, the program team would post subtitles in the later stage: [In fact, no matter how many seconds, as long as the food falls on the table, bacteria will be attached to the surface, if you want to pick it up and eat it, the shorter the time, the better. It's definitely not the reason that Teacher Han said, don't be misled by Teacher Zhang's expression. 】

Seeing that the two of them began to eat their own food again, the atmosphere turned silence into a kitchen again. It felt like a boys' dormitory in a university. Several people do their own things all day, and then suddenly remember something, they can talk at any time, and after the conversation, they continue to do their own things. Refreshing and direct, you don't have to think about each other at all.

Han Jue and Zhang Yiman are comfortable, but the director is very uncomfortable.

So, while Han Jue and the others were eating, the four artists from the same company who had greeted Zhang Yiman before the table walked to Han Jue's table.

Han Jue and Zhang Yiman sat at this table in order to put a camera on the table, so it was a six-person table, and there were four people on the other side, and the number of people sitting down was just right.

They were proposed by Sister Qin and the director agreed before they entered the camera to interact. Sister Qin is holding the idea that the camera will not rub in vain, and the director thinks that as long as Han Juezhang Yiman is not allowed to speak, it will be fine.

"Hello, Mr. Han. They greeted Han Jue politely in front of the camera.

Han Jue and Zhang Yiman sat facing each other, and if the four of them wanted to sit down, one of them would inevitably sit next to Han Jue. When they rushed to sit on Zhang Yiman's side in order not to get close to Han Jue, the nearest source of pollution, Lin Qin took the initiative to sit next to Han Jue.

"Hi ~ Miss Lin. Han Jue had an impression of Lin Qin, he didn't know that Lin Qin and Zhang Yiman were in the same company, and he felt a little embarrassed that it was a bit of a coincidence. He remembers that when he first wrote "Favorite Female Artist" on the questionnaire, it was Lin Qin.

"Finally met, Mr. Han," Lin Qin smiled politely and sincerely.

"Eh, Mr. Han, I watched the last issue before, you said that your favorite female artist is Lin Qin, and now that you see me, do you have anything to say?"

[Doing things? Shura Field is so easy to do?] Han Jue's face did not change.

Lin Qin also looked at Han Jue with interest, looking like she was waiting for Han Jue to tell her something.

Zhang Yiman also pursed his lips and looked at Han Jue. Although she had told Lin Qin about this a long time ago, she even wanted to introduce Lin Qin and Han Jue to each other. However, when Lin Qin and Han Jue really wanted to get to know each other now, she suddenly felt strange in her heart, she couldn't catch it, and she couldn't say it. But this strange feeling was dispersed by Han Jue's next words.

"Do you know how to swim?" Han Jue glanced at Zhang Yiman's slightly pursed mouth, turned around and asked Lin Qin with a smile.

Lin Qin felt strange, but still shook his head and replied, "No." ”

Han Jue shrugged regretfully and said, "I won't either." ”

"So you want to learn to swim with Lin Qin?" quipped.

"No, I want to say, I'm afraid Lin Qin and I can't both fall in love, that will drown. Han Jue said with a smile.

Then Han Jue smiled and said to Zhang Yiman, "Do you know how to swim?"

"I will! I'm a great swimmer!" Zhang Yiman raised his hand.

Those artists, including Lin Qin, all looked at Zhang Yiman with teasing eyes and made a mouth shape of [Oh~~].

Zhang Yiman covered his face all of a sudden, twisted his body unresignedly, and shouted "You bully me".

Then one of them seemed to think of something, looked at Han Jue with a bright face, and said:

"You see, you're the one who has a "girlfriend" now. If a woman with a good figure and good looks sits on your lap, will you be tempted?"

Han Jue saw Zhang Yiman's obvious stop writhing and listened with his ears pricked up, Han Jue was very surprised and said, "Why would I let people sit on my lap?"

The female artist raised her eyebrows.

"When you're partying with friends, if a girl drinks too much, will you send her home?"

"I don't go to parties with girls. ”

"What if your ex-girlfriend forcibly kisses you in front of Xiao Man?"

"Why did I meet my ex-girlfriend?"

"You're so good at answering, you must have talked to a lot of girlfriends, right?"

"You're so idle, you must have no partner, right?"