Zhang Yiman was not as nervous as Han Jue when he attended the party for the first time. The number of New Year's Eve parties she has attended can't be counted on two hands.

In the past, she sat in the back guest seat, with her father next to her, and the camera would not shoot them in, and they only came to enjoy the performance when they attended the party.

Later, Zhang Yiman grew up, and the people who accompanied Zhang Yiman to watch the performance were her good friends or good sisters in the company.

I didn't have a show I wanted to see for a few years, so I simply didn't participate.

Very casual and unburdened.

This time, however, it was very different.

This time, Zhang Yiman not only wants to attend the party as an artist, sit in the front row, face the camera, and let millions of viewers see her, and this time, it is Han Jue who is sitting next to her to accompany her on New Year's Eve, and it is the opposite sex other than her father!

When Zhang Yiman was young, the scene of the competition was bigger than the TV station's New Year's Eve party, and I don't know how many times, and now the party of a local TV station is naturally worthy of this kind of small scene.

However, as time passed, sitting in the car to the party site, Zhang Yiman, who was in a daze, thought that when the host shouted [54321] New Year's Eve countdown, the person who shouted with her on the side was Han Jue, Zhang Yiman couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

[Oh, when the fireworks are put off, do you want to hug it?]

[What if Uncle takes the initiative to hug me?]

[Oh my God, will it be misunderstood if you are seen?]

[But we're filming a show, it shouldn't matter, right?]

Particularly distressing.

Zhang Yiman's fingers curled a strand of hair around, muttering in his mouth, sometimes frowning, sometimes he didn't know what else he thought, and he would suddenly laugh out loud.

In the quiet car, this laughter will startle Han Jue, who is nervous and presets various scenarios in his heart.

I don't know if this section will be released after being recorded by the fixed camera in the car in front of it.

After Han Jue was frightened for the third time, he finally couldn't help it, so he asked:

"What are you laughing at?"

"Ahh ”

Han Jue's face was expressionless, his eyes were contemptuous, and the meaning of [unbelief] was obvious, and then he turned his head to look out the window.

"I was thinking about how we would have won the award. Zhang Yiman said stiffly, leaning sideways and dragging Han Jue's arm, so that he had to look over and listen to her explanation.

Han Jue just didn't turn his head, he just didn't look.

Zhang Yiman is actually not lying, but this thing of thinking about laughing a few times was something I was thinking about last night, not just now.

But since he accidentally mentioned this, Zhang Yiman's mind was occupied by this award, just like when he went to bed last night, he suffered from gains and losses:

"Uncle, what if we don't get that award. ”

"What award, do you have any works to participate in?" Han Jue turned his head and asked in surprise, still not figuring out which award Zhang Yiman was talking about.

"Best Couple Award. Zhang Yiman snorted, patted Han Jue, and said that the word "couple" was still a little shy.

Then he looked worried, and he looked like he really wanted to win the award.

"If you don't get it, you don't get it, it's the stupidest thing to judge or something. "Han Jue doesn't care.

"Why? Where is it stupid?" asked Zhang Yiman, who had won awards since he was a child.

"Because I can't stand being judged by others. If they say you deserve the award and you accept it, then the next time they say you don't deserve it, you have to accept it too. ”

Zhang Yiman, who has never been said to be "unworthy", is also the first time to see an artist like Han Jue who doesn't want to win an award, and still has a set in his mouth.

Originally, Zhang Yiman wanted to tell Han Jue in righteous words, how could he not want to win an award as an artist?

But she still has her senses, thinking that she will definitely not be able to say Han Jue, and she will definitely be persuaded by Han Jue's rhetoric in the end, so it is better not to humiliate herself.

Finally, she thought about it: since she would definitely be persuaded in the end, it was better for her to take the initiative to convince herself.

"Oh! I see!"

After Zhang Yiman thought for a while, he suddenly clapped his hands.

"You understand?" asked Han Jue.

"I understand!" Zhang Yiman's face was proud, his little face was raised, and there were two good-looking arcs hanging from the corners of his mouth, "Uncle, what do you mean, whether you win an award or not, in your heart, we are the best couple, right!"

Han Jue opened his mouth and was silent for a while.

He wanted to say that it wasn't like this, but with Zhang Yiman's expression of "praise me", he finally hesitated:

"Sort of, right......?"

"Hmph, we are the best couple!" Zhang Yiman clenched his fists, menacing. Staring at the lens of a fixed camera, as if to force the viewer to agree with her, and if they don't, they will be beaten.

Han Jue asked, "Are you happy?"

"Happy!" Zhang Yiman replied categorically.

"It's good if you're happy. Han Jue looked out the window gloomily.

Ten seconds later.

"But I still want to win the award~" Zhang Yiman said suddenly and pitifully, his eyes closed and leaned back, his shoulders twisted, and the back of the chair slammed to the ground.

Zhang Yiman, who makes no secret of his desire to win the award in front of the camera, is extremely cute like a child who can't hide his desire to eat candy.

Han Jue, who looked at the scenery outside the window, couldn't help but smile dumbly, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

The car, at this time, made a big turn.

Han Jue was still able to use the strength of his waist and abdomen to keep his body motionless like a mountain.

And Zhang Yiman, who was closed with his eyes and his neck up, was not so powerful. Unprepared, she was accidentally thrown by the car that made a big turn.

The direction of throwing it over was Han Jue's side.

Zhang Yiman didn't know whether she smelled Han Jue's body first, or if her body stuck to Han Jue's arm first, in short, her brain couldn't handle anything the moment she opened her eyes.

It seems that there is only a "buzz" in the head, and all other sounds are suddenly inaudible. His eyes seemed to freeze and he couldn't move. Looking at the carpet, she only felt that the pattern of the carpet made her dizzy.

Yuan himself could still fight instinctively, but as soon as he touched Han Jue, he had no strength.

In computer terms, it crashed.

Han Jue was also uncomfortable.

His body froze suddenly, his tired eyes opened suddenly, his mouth was open but he was holding his breath, and his body was indifferent to the force exerted by Zhang Yiman as the car turned. A piece of wood, motionless.

Those three seconds are like three hours.

【Whew~】

【Suck~】

I don't know whose breathing sounded in the carriage, it's so loud.

The car had already finished turning, and Han Jue relaxed the force on his waist and abdomen.

However, Zhang Yiman has not yet gotten up.

Zhang Yiman's arm was close to Han Jue's arm, and his face was resting on Han Jue's shoulder. In the warm, air-conditioned car, she only felt like she was sticking to a stove, hot, hot. Otherwise, why would your face be so hot?

Han Jue's breath that he held back never exhaled, fine sweat particles oozed from his forehead, and he wanted to tense his muscles like using internal force to shake Zhang Yiman away, but he felt that arm was like a nerve had been cut off, and that arm was not his.

The air in the car suddenly fell silent.

No sound.

The car sent by the TV station to pick up and drop off was a high-end sedan, and you couldn't even hear the sound of the engine when you sat in the car. There was no sound outside the car because of the environment.

But there was something else in the air, filling the entire rear compartment.

Float around the two of them, floating.

Three minutes is like a second.

Before they could recover from their chaotic thoughts and react, they heard the voice of the driver in front of them:

"It's here. ”

The voice is flat, but it is like a bell.

Han Jue and Zhang Yiman were like puppy students who had been caught by the teacher, and they popped off.

Han Jue twisted his neck and did stretching exercises.

Zhang Yiman straightened his hair, fanned his hot and red cheeks with his small hands, and calmed his breath.

The driver in front of him fortunately didn't turn his head and laughed at them.

Han Jue looked out, and the brightness outside the car was illuminated by the lights.

They had already arrived at the underground parking lot of the party.

There are a lot of cars and a lot of people before and after.

Outside the car, groups of people were walking, some were starry and moony, and some were a group of handsome men or a group of beautiful women, giggling and laughing.

Sister Qin walked outside the car door and opened the door on Zhang Yiman's side.

The commotion outside the car came in all at once. Let them return to the real world.

"Why is your face so red?" Sister Qin asked suspiciously when she saw Zhang Yiman's tender red cheeks and watery eyes.

"Hot. Zhang Yiman stuck out his tongue.

Sister Qin observed for a while, nodded, put the clothes on her hand on Zhang Yiman, and said, "It's cold outside, put on the clothes." ”

Han Jue got out of the car, felt the cold air in the basement, exhaled a long breath, and inhaled again, and his brain was sober.

In the distance, Director Wang of "Let's Be in Love" was waving to them.

They went.

The driver who drove the car was a veteran driver in a driver service company that had cooperated with Zhejiang TV for a long time, and he could often carry celebrities. Although he abides by the code of his profession, does not chew his tongue behind his back, and does not spread gossip and gossip, he still sometimes up his ears to listen to celebrities, and occasionally sneaks a look through the rearview mirror.

This driver didn't know Han Juezhang Yiman, but looking at the fixed camera in the car, he knew that Han Jue and they were here to record the show, so he had been eavesdropping on their speech without any burden since just now, and he thought it was funny, and he would secretly purse his lips and laugh when he heard the funny place, and he had the desire to chase more.

Later, when he saw that there was silence behind him, he quietly glanced in the rearview mirror, and saw the man and woman carefully touching each other.

It's embarrassing, it's green, and it makes you want to laugh when you look at it. It's not a mockery, it's an unconsciously kind smile like an aunt.

I heard that this is a hypothetical love show?

[It's a really good acting.] 】

The driver played the steering wheel, and in retrospect, sighed.