Chapter 180: When the Floating White

The amusement park in the magic city is built on the outskirts, and the land and greenery are naturally not stingy. With-Dream- . lā

People born in the south do not experience the scenes in Chinese textbooks that "winter is coming, and the trees are bare". The colors of the plants in the playground are still gorgeous, the red is red, and the green is green. The whole playground seems to be hidden in a botanical garden, and the scenery is very postcard.

Even if you haven't entered the amusement park yet, the greenery outside is like keeping winter out.

Han Jue drove slowly, looking for a parking space in the open-air parking lot outside the amusement park.

The predecessor was a driver's license, and Han Jue didn't have to worry about the driver's license. The car is an advertised sponsored car for the show. The operation of the car in this world is the same as that in the previous life, so it is not difficult for Han Jue to drive. But Han Jue's legs trembled from time to time, and when he shook them, Han Jue pretended to have cold hands and rubbed his thighs twice.

Along the way, the closer he got to the amusement park, the more difficult it was for Han Jue to breathe, and he couldn't say anything good several times.

It's nervous.

Han Jue has not been afraid of school or hospital since he was a child, but he is afraid of amusement parks. Fear of heights is one thing, and the other reason is like the one made in "Death is Coming". In Han Jue's eyes, the amusement park is too dangerous, there are simply too many ways to die, and these ways to die are very bad.

Looking at the tall Ferris wheel, the roller coaster with bizarrely long tracks and strange angles, Han Jue listened to the screams of tourists, and the blood in his body accelerated.

Han Jue originally thought that in such a cold winter, where would anyone run to the playground to play. Playing with a roller coaster jumping machine or something, the cold wind hits the face, isn't that the same as a knife scraping on the face? Fools go to play.

Zhang Yiman is a fool.

Han Jue hoped that the depressed scene of the amusement park would dampen half of Zhang Yiman's interest, and then the cold wind would freeze her little face red, so that she would discourage the other half. In the end, it is estimated that you can go back and walk a few steps into the field, play with sandbags and nesting dolls.

It's a pity that between reality and beauty, there is always an ancient hostility.

Amusement parks are not your average bustle. The closer you get to the playground, the slower the passage becomes.

Now Han Jue slowly moved the car, looking for a parking space.

After several hesitations and struggles, Han Jue finally couldn't help but turn down the music in the car and give Zhang Yiman the last thought work, or rather, the last dying struggle.

"Teacher Zhang, why don't we go to the movies. You see, even though it's sunny now, it's still very cold outside. How can anyone come to the playground in winter?" Han Jue's tone revealed incomprehension, trying to make Zhang Yiman restrain himself from the precipice.

He was selectively blind to the parking lot full of cars and people of tourists.

"We~" Zhang Yiman looked at Han Jue with a look of [aren't you human] and said, "We're coming to the playground in winter." If it's a movie, we can watch it again after we have a good time, and there are virtual reality movies to watch in it, or watch it on a next date......"

"The movie isn't the point! the point is, it's just our words...... Isn't it the atmosphere when you go to an amusement park? There are fewer tourists, and it's not fun to play. Really, it's not interesting. Han Jue felt that he was actually learning a little bit from Jalens to speak.

[Is this the experience of a weak heart?]

"It's good if there are fewer people, and if there are fewer people, you just don't have to queue!" Zhang Yiman said happily.

“......”

Han Jue felt that the performance of his flickering skills today was really substandard, and he hit the lowest level in his acting career. It must have been disturbed by the amusement park.

Han Jue frowned, reviewed the conversation just now in his mind, and finally figured out how to fool the silly girl from a different angle, but before he could say it, he saw a parking space in front of him.

"Hurry up, hurry up, someone is going to grab our parking space!" Zhang Yiman pointed to the vacant parking space, and patted Han Jue's shoulder with one hand, and the down jacket was slapped by her, and her voice was very disturbing.

“...... The car was still fifty meters away from the parking space, and we were only three meters away from the parking space!" Han Jue was speechless.

"He's speeding up! he's speeding up!" Zhang Yiman was about to jump.

Han Jue sighed, resigned himself to his fate, and sped up the speed of the car by one yard, so that the car stopped in the open parking space.

As a global multinational chain amusement park, especially the headquarters of the magic capital, whether it is cold in winter or hot in summer, for this amusement park, there has always been only the difference between [super lively] and [super super super lively], and there is no depression at all.

As soon as Zhang Yiman got out of the car, he looked at the vast gate of the amusement park and smiled, and his joy could not be suppressed. Humming a little song, shaking his head with his eyes closed, it's like being in a discotheque.

Han Jue was very bitter, on the way to the ticket gate, his steps were like being stuck in a mud pond for a while, and he was like stepping on a cloud and had nowhere to focus.

"Uncle, hurry up. Zhang Yiman jumped around Han Jue, constantly urging.

"No hurry, no hurry. Han Jue said.

Zhang Yiman is about to die.

The last time she came to this amusement park was when she was in high school with her little sister. But it was summer, and there were a lot of people, so there was a long queue, so that the impression of that time was that only three people got together and played with their own mobile phones. When it was their turn to queue, they put down their phones and rested, and when they were over, they went to another line and continued to play with their phones. It's really boring.

This time it's different.

This time, she came with her "boyfriend", and it was a date.

Han Jue's speed was really slow, and in this date, he seriously dragged his feet.

Zhang Yiman ran a few steps in front, and he had to stop and wait for Han Jue behind to catch up.

[It's too slow, it's too slow.] If you don't hurry up and have lunch!] Zhang Yiman is anxious.

Han Jue is still taking a walk with his husband, not in a hurry.

After doing this a few times, Zhang Yiman couldn't wait, so he rolled his eyes, and he didn't know what he thought, Bei Yan bit his lip lightly, then turned his back on his hand, and stood still, watching Han Jue slowly approach like a mimosa.

Han Jue walked over slowly, and saw that Zhang Yiman was standing still, his face was still red, as if he had been frozen, and it was very cold. Han Jue's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he said ecstatically: "Why don't you leave? Are you tired? I see that you are coldly injured? This is not good, let's go back!"

"It's not!" Zhang Yiman patted Han Jue with disgust, then his eyes wandered, he looked at the sky and the earth, and said softly, "I'm waiting for you." ”

Han Jue was greatly disappointed, slumped his shoulders, dragged his heavy steps, and continued to walk towards the battlefield full of danger.

Zhang Yiman didn't jump around aggressively this time, but walked beside Han Jue and walked slowly with Han Jue.

In the eyes of others who don't know their faces, it is inevitable to praise [filial piety].

The two of them walked a few steps in silence, and Zhang Yiman said to Han Jue very suddenly in a very coquettish and shy tone: "Uncle, you are too slow~"

Han Jue faced another urging, and replied lazily: "Yes, it's ......"

Without waiting for Han Jue to finish speaking, Zhang Yiman ran to the front of Han Jue and walked backwards. Han Jue was surprised, only to see Zhang Yiman stretch out his hand, take Han Jue's hand, and pull it backwards.

When his hand was held by Zhang Yiman, Han Jue felt that the heavens and the earth had changed color for a while, all the voices suddenly went out of tune, and all the movements became slow motion.

In fact, Zhang Yiman didn't use much strength, but with such a gentle pull, Han Jue was driven and stumbled forward.

Han Jue's expression was dumbfounded.

In his eyes, only Zhang Yiman is colored, his hair is red, his skin is white, and his eyes are black. The voice can no longer be heard, as if someone has ordered the silence. The movement of walking is also jerky and unfamiliar, and the only thing I can feel is the warmth in the palm of my hand.

Zhang Yiman looked at Han Jue's expression dumbfounded, and she was also shy. He turned around as if nothing had happened, and pulled Han Jue's hand straight, dragging and dragging it, not daring to look back, like a person dragging a donkey and burying his head in the road.

The strange thing is that she is not walking fast, but she feels that her heart is about to jump out at any time, and people are about to fly. The smile on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't take it back, and he was even happier than just getting off the bus and seeing the amusement park.

The two of them walked very jerkyly and slowly at first, but when they got to the back, the two of them were able to walk very naturally. Among the many couples who come and go, their "couple" blends in very naturally.

Holding the uncle's palm is hot, so hot that it feels like it can burn her hand, but it can't be put down.

[Ahhh

This is the first time she has taken the initiative to hold a man's hand. At this time, she didn't know why she did it.

When the excerpt of this issue was finished, in an interview in the small black room, Zhang Yiman replied to his sudden hand-holding behavior: [I don't know why, maybe, if you want to hold it, you can hold it, hehe~]

After speaking, he also held his face with his hand, planning to get by by selling cuteness.

At this time, she didn't know what [like] was.

......

"Okay!

Sitting on the accompanying car of "Let's Be in Love", Director Wang looked at the content on the screen and was very excited!

After Director Wang finished speaking, he raised his head and poured a bottle of something, and his movements were particularly heroic: "Happy!"

The screenwriters and Xiao Transparent in the rear were infected by the director, and they were also very excited and happy for him. Just guess what kind of beer Wang Dao drank there. It wasn't until Director Wang slammed the crumpled beverage package on the table that they realized it was a bottle of yogurt.

"Go! buy me two more bottles!" the director shouted to Xiao Transparent, with a wanton and flamboyant face.

The corners of Director Wang's mouth were filled with unwiped milk, and the white circle proved that his big white float was genuine.

"Oh. "Little transparent has a blank face and has to get out of the car to buy milk.

The director cast his gaze back to the screen, his eyes were sharp, like an eagle staring at its prey, and said:

"Hmph, I'll just say my instincts can't go wrong!