Yang Sang opened Baidu, entered Han Zhun's name, and clicked search. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he carefully screened and read in the pages that popped up, the face on the mobile phone screen is so perfect, but it is completely different from the members of the popular men's group now, well, how to describe it, Yang Sang tilted his head and thought about it, yes, it is temperament. Maybe because he is a ballet dancer, Han Zhun's overall feeling is different from most stars, and the temperament he exudes is very unique and attractive. Yang Sang stared at Han Zhun's face and thought: Am I really a little bit like him? He couldn't help but feel a little proud, in Yang Sang's heart, it was a happy thing to be able to look like the male god that Zhao Shuangwei worshipped. Will you be jealous? Would you mind? Of course not, could it be that this Han Zhun could still run from the screen to the experimental middle school to rob Zhao Shuangwei with me. Thinking of this, the corners of Yang Sang's mouth rose slightly.

He turned on the front camera of his mobile phone and looked left and right at his face, feeling how he looked like Han Zhun for a while, and feeling that he didn't have the slightest shadow of Han Zhun for a while. Yang Sang realized that he was so bored, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Through half a day of research, Yang Sang found that Han Zhun was particularly fond of wearing shirts in private, especially black. With the mentality of giving it a try, he searched for "Han Zhun with the same model" again, and several brands popped up on the website, and Yang Sang was disappointed when he saw the price. Yang Sang never wore a black shirt, only a white shirt at a relative's wedding. He was a little annoyed, it must be too late to buy it temporarily, and he knew that it would be good to ask Chen Shixu in advance.

After thinking about it, Yang Sang still decided to wear a white shirt. When he finally dressed up and hurried to the cinema, Zhao Shuangwei was already waiting for him outside the door.

Zhao Shuangwei, who had just come out of the tutor's house, was wearing a white short-sleeved knee-length shirt skirt with a light pink thin sweater on the outside. She wears a pair of particularly clean white sneakers on her feet and carries a black schoolbag that she usually uses for class.

Yang Sang scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I'm late for a while." ”

Zhao Shuangwei said softly: "It's okay." ”

"Then I'll go buy a ticket first." Yang Sang went to line up to buy movie tickets, and Zhao Shuangwei waited for him next to the line. She carefully looked at Yang Sang today, he used hairspray to comb all the bangs on his forehead to one side, and wore a white shirt, black trousers and black casual shoes. This is exactly like two people like Yang Sang who plays basketball in school uniforms on weekdays. Today's Yang Sang is very gentle, very clean, very... Very Han Jun. Han Jun?! Zhao Shuangwei was frightened by her sudden thought, but after a closer look, although Yang Sang's facial features were not very similar to Han Zhun, Yang Sang's dress today gave her the feeling that Han Zhun was. Such a Yang Sang, Zhao Shuangwei does not hate it at all.

After buying movie tickets, the two went to buy a bucket of popcorn and two glasses of Coke. Yang Sang deliberately chose the position of the last row, and Zhao Shuang tacitly agreed that he didn't say anything.

The movie started, the lights in the theater dimmed, Zhao Shuangwei was a little nervous, she didn't dare to look at Yang Sang, so she had to desperately stuff popcorn into her mouth.

Yang Sang was even more nervous, he had prepared a lot of words on the way here, but now he didn't seem to be able to say a word.

Which scene was played on the screen, the actor said a sentence, which caused the audience to laugh. Zhao Shuangwei also smiled, revealing a few small teeth, so beautiful. Yang Sang couldn't help but put his mouth to her ear and whispered, "Zhao Shuangwei." ”

Zhao Shuang raised his head slightly and looked at Yang Sang's eyebrows. It's a bit like Han Zhun. Thinking like this in her heart, she was in a trance for a moment. Yang Sang's kiss fell gently at this time, and he lowered his head to cover her lips and closed his eyes. Zhao Shuangwei seemed to be quickly hit by an electric current all over her body, swollen and numb, she stood in place at a loss, and did not make any reaction. After a while, she also closed her eyes and did not respond, but she did not refuse. It was the first kiss between them, and the first kiss in their respective lives, an unprecedented feeling that is hard to describe, but unforgettable.

In this way, the relationship is naturally established.

The content behind the movie, Yang Sang and Zhao Shuangwei didn't have the heart to watch it. Yang Sang found an opportunity to hold Zhao Shuangwei's hand, and never let go, her hand was small, soft as boneless, and it was very comfortable to hold in her hand. Yang Sang was so nervous that his palms were sweaty at first, he was afraid that Zhao Shuangwei would dislike his wet hands, but fortunately, he quickly got used to it, and gradually returned to normal after calming down.

Zhao Shuangwei's heart was very confused at the moment. The kiss had come so suddenly that she didn't know how to react or whether to accept it. There were 10,000 messes in her mind, all of which were tangled together at the moment, and she couldn't make sense of it. Is this considered a relationship? Zhao Shuangwei kept asking herself, but she couldn't give an answer. She secretly raised her head and glanced at Yang Sang, but she didn't want to meet Yang Sang's gaze, she blushed and turned her head sharply. Is this my boyfriend? Zhao Shuangwei threw a question in her heart, feeling that everything was too unreal.

Everything in the world has its destiny. Know what to do, you have to always. Han Zhun couldn't be clearer about this truth. As soon as Xie Yiyi did something, she was very fast, and in just a few days, she had already signed a cooperation contract with the production team of "Three Days and Two Nights".

"Han Zhun, are you ready?" Xie Yiyi handed him the contract, but he still couldn't hold back, and asked about the worries in his heart.

Han Zhun nodded and looked at Xie Yiyi. His eyes were like torches and solid as a rock, which made Xie Yiyi feel a lot more relieved.

Han Zhun took out a pen from his shirt pocket and carefully signed his name one stroke at a time.

A new moment begins.

"Sister Yiyi," Han Zhun opened his mouth and said, "There is still a period of time before the reality show starts, and I think I have been focusing on touring recently." Isn't there a week-long thank-you performance after the troupe returns to the provincial capital, and I want to stick with it until the end. ”

"Your legs—" Xie Yiyi frowned, worry written all over her face.

"I can hold on." Han Zhun sat up straight with a resolute face.

Xie Yiyi understood Han Zhun's character, so she no longer questioned it.

"Sister Yiyi, Sister Yiyi!" A crisp voice interrupted their thoughts, and it was a young girl, dressed in a red dress, about eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Sister Yiyi, Brother Han, my name is Qu Rou." Qu Rou introduced herself generously, and Xie Yiyi on the side added to Han Zhun: "This is the new actress in the dance troupe, Qu Rou." The head of the regiment personally summoned you, maybe you will soon cooperate. ”

Han Zhun nodded obediently and politely shook Qu Rou's outstretched hand. Qu Rou winked at him, looking innocent and romantic.

It's good to be young. Han Zhun sighed silently.