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Han Joon woke up on time at half past seven. His long-term training life in the dance company has made his biological clock as accurate as it has been for several years, he does not need an alarm clock, and he never worries that he will ever sleep. Han Zhun got up and opened the bedroom curtains, a ray of sunlight pierced into the room, and he couldn't help but squint. Outside the window, it was another cloudless and calm day.

Han Zhun's life is simple and regular every day. He opened the refrigerator and took out the skim milk and put it on the table so that it wouldn't be so cold when he drank it later. Then he went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and face and shave his beard carefully, and then went back to the bedroom to make the bed and change clothes. Then he went to the table, took out cereal, poured a large bowl full of cereal, cut a banana and put it in, poured some honey, and finally poured milk, and the simple and nutritious breakfast was finished. Han Zhun usually watches TV while eating breakfast, but since he entered the entertainment industry, he has changed to scrolling Weibo while eating breakfast - information on the Internet can spread much faster than TV.

Remembering that he hadn't flipped through Zhao Shuangwei's private messages for a long time, since he was free at the moment, Han Zhun clicked on her avatar and began to flip through them one by one. Zhao Shuangwei's delicate brushstrokes and fluent language recorded every memorable little thing in her life and spread them out in front of Han Zhun for him to watch.

Han Zhun closed his phone and was in a good mood. It's been a year and a few months, and Zhao Shuang sends him private messages every day, rain or shine. Although this may sound like a trivial matter, Han Zhun clearly knows in his heart that the more trivial it is, the more difficult it is to persist day after day. He couldn't help but admire Zhao Shuangwei a little.

Han Zhun finished breakfast, cleaned up the table, and washed the dishes again. He was still thinking about Zhao Shuangwei's affairs in his mind, and couldn't help but sigh a little, in the past nearly a year and a half, his body has simply undergone a makeover. At the beginning, he was still the favorite of the ballet company, he was a leader in the industry, everyone was optimistic about him, and naturally took good care of him, and he was humble and kind. Maybe it's because he stands too tall that everyone thinks he is a shining god, but no one thought that one day he would step down from the altar and enter the entertainment industry. From then on, all his things, no matter how big or small, were destined to be exposed to the spotlight and become the talk of everyone after dinner. He is no longer the dazzling prince with a sense of distance, and the public gaze forces him to share every moment with others, pervasively.

Until...... It wasn't until he fell down that he realized that there were very few people who were willing to stand by his side and support him all along. But they are all spectators, Han Zhun thought like this, and his heart felt a little more bitter. Do you really like this circle now? Or is it just because he has no way back?

Thinking of this, Han Zhun remembered Xie Yiyi's advice again, about the live broadcast day of Jingge's new mobile game.

Although he was reluctant, he also understood that what Xie Yiyi pointed out to him was indeed a way to see the exit. Now it's different, in the past, he used to work for others in the dance company, even if there was no audience, he still got a commission. But now, with an entire company on his back, the pressure is almost incomparable.

Han Zhun sighed and went out anyway.

Along the way, his head was very messy. When it comes to playing games, naturally that person is the best candidate, but ...... He shook his head desperately, this was definitely the next step.

After thinking about it for a long time, Han Zhun didn't come up with a better way, it seems that this is the only way.

Once again, he was in that familiar neighborhood. When he entered the password to open the door, Li Zhijun was still sleeping in bed. Han Zhun walked straight into the bedroom, lifted his quilt, and whispered in his ear, "I'm here." ”

Li Zhijun, who was still asleep, couldn't help but shudder, suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw Han Zhun, he couldn't help but scream. "Ahh What are you doing! Who allowed you to come to my house again? ”

Han Zhun was very satisfied with his once-in-a-millennium prank, and he couldn't help but smile proudly. Han Zhun looks so charming, he touches his ears while laughing, like a simple and happy child. "Who made your password my birthday? Do you like me? ”

Li Zhijun was annoyed and angry, he pointed to the door, and said angrily: "You go out and wait, I want to get dressed." ”

Han Zhun smiled, and said in a childish tone: "Okay, I'll go out and wait." Looking at his back, Li Zhijun couldn't help but explain again: "I didn't set your birthday as a password!" That's the original password! ”

Han Zhun smiled heartily and ignored Li Zhijun anymore.

After a while, Li Zhijun changed his clothes and came out. He was sleepy-eyed and asked reluctantly, "What are you looking for me again?" Why have you been running towards me twice in three days, haven't you ignored me a long time ago? Looking at Han Zhun's expression that seemed to be smiling, he knew that he was speechless, so he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I ......"

Li Zhijun naturally knew why Han Zhun didn't want to pay attention to him before, and he also knew why Han Zhun suddenly looked for him again recently. He knows the reason.

Fortunately, Han Zhun didn't dwell on this issue, he just said lightly: "Do you know how to play games?" Teach me. ”

"Playing games? Do you want to play games? Li Zhijun looked surprised, he vaguely remembered that person was a master of the game, could it be ......

Han Zhun saw through what he was thinking at a glance, so he explained: "The mobile game that Jingge Game Company asked me to endorse has an additional condition, that is, I want to participate in three live broadcasts, each for one hour, live broadcast the content of the game. But I won't, so I'm coming to you, you can teach me. ”

"I don't, I never play games." I see. It seems that he is only for the work, not for the man.

"What then?" Han Zhun sighed, it turned out that he had bet on the wrong treasure. I really didn't expect Li Zhijun to be a person who doesn't play games.

Li Zhijun was about to say something, when suddenly his phone rang, he took out his mobile phone and picked it up: "Hey? ”

"Guess where I am? You're downstairs! Zhao Shuang's slightly excited voice came from the phone. Today is the weekend, she got up early in the morning, and wanted to come to Li Zhijun to study with her tutoring book.

Li Zhijun glanced at Han Zhun opposite, and said in a panic: "I haven't gotten up yet, otherwise it's like this, Weiwei, you find a coffee shop to sit down, I'll go down to find you soon, okay?" ”

"Okay." Zhao Shuang, who was kept in the dark, happily agreed. She never thought that at this moment, Li Zhijun's house was hiding a secret that she had not yet touched. (To be continued.) )