For a long time, Han Zhun had the same dream repeatedly. www.biquge.info In his dream, he danced in the company's practice room, his toes on his tiptoes, spinning like a dancing doll on top of a music box. He soon noticed that whenever he turned to the side of the practice room that did not have a mirror, he would see a figure. Who that person was, Han Zhun didn't remember, he only vaguely remembered that this feeling was very familiar and kind. Han Zhun kept spinning, and every time he turned to that side, the person would take a step closer. He wanted to see his face so much that he worked hard, round and round, and never stopped turning. Finally, the man was almost up to his nose. Han Zhun looked up and was surprised to find that he had no face. At that moment, he lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground hard.

And today, this man has reappeared. However, unlike in the dream, his face was extremely clear.

Like in a dream, step by step, he walked in front of Han Zhun.

"It's you......" Han Zhun couldn't help but exclaim.

The other party stretched out his hand to him, smiled quietly, and introduced himself: "I am He Jinshu, the general manager of Jingge Game Company. ”

He Jinshu. It's really him.

The world seemed to be quiet again. Han Zhun couldn't hear anything, he only felt that at this moment, this place was overwhelming him. For a moment, he was dizzy, he didn't dare to breathe, and hurried out the door.

Before the people around him could react, Xie Yiyi hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Han Zhun is not feeling well, I'll go see him." Then he chased him out.

He Jinshu behind him did not change his face, and continued to greet everyone.

Qu Rou looked at all this and had doubts in her heart. Wasn't Han Zhun still fine just now?

Outside the door. Han Zhun, who had finally escaped from all this, was breathing heavily. Xie Yiyi stood behind him, not daring to disturb.

This was the first time she had seen Han Zhun with such a gaffe.

After a long time, Han Zhun eased up a little, and he said slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry, Sister Yiyi, I'm worried about you." I'll go back now, so as not to delay everyone's progress. ”

Xie Yiyi shook his head and said softly: "If it makes you uncomfortable there, let's make up the footage another day." ”

Looking at the considerate Xie Yiyi, Han Zhun remembered his studio. There are so many people in the company waiting for him to raise, and this list is ...... It was his last straw. Han Zhun rearranged his emotions and signaled to Xie Yiyi that he had adjusted.

It's just that...... Han Zhun suddenly remembered that this opportunity for him was also given by that person?

There was a second of hesitation, but soon, he came to his senses. Han Zhun shook his head desperately, not allowing himself to think too much. Even if there is an abyss ahead, he must step on it without hesitation!

"Han Zhun is fine, let's continue filming." After entering, Xie Yiyi explained to everyone.

Han Joon stood under the curtain again, and the three of them posed according to the photographer's various requirements as before, and took a few more rounds of shooting, which ended quickly. Han Zhun, Huo Xieyang, and Xie Yiyi left the filming location.

Taking advantage of the break, Qu Rou couldn't help but quietly ask Sun Xinmeng: "Who is He Jinshu?" Does he have anything to do with Han Zhun? ”

Sun Xin dreamed for a moment and replied: "I only know that he is the general manager of Jingge Game Company, very young and capable, as if he was parachuted over." In recent years, the reform of the Mirror Pavilion has been promoted by him behind the scenes, and it can be said that without him, there would be no today's Mirror Pavilion. ”

"Then does he know Han Zhun?"

Sun Xinmeng shook his head: "I don't know about this." However, I heard from the people in the Propaganda Department of Jingge that it was this Mr. He who insisted on using Han Zhun. Probably because of that news, he wanted to tie you together and hype up his game. ”

"I see, that's ......," Qu Rou thought thoughtfully. After a moment, she asked again, "What about ...... Does this He always have a girlfriend? ”

Sun Xinmeng knocked her head and pretended to be serious and said, "What's the matter, Wang Mingqiu doesn't meet your taste?" Are you going to change it to this He Jinshu? ”

Hearing the words "Wang Mingqiu", Qu Rou's face turned dark red, she stuck out her tongue and stopped answering. But the doubts in her heart did not decrease: Is this He Jinshu really to help Han Zhun? But why should he help him?

Han Zhun, who left the filming site, did not follow Huo Xieyang and Xie Yiyi back to the company. He instructed the two to buy some milk tea and bring it back to the company to treat everyone, while he left first. Thinking of Han Zhun's gaffe, Xie Yiyi didn't stop him, although she wanted to know the reason, she would never ask until Han Zhun took the initiative to speak.

Han Joon wore a mask and walked alone on the street. He was aimless, he was also depressed, and so many memories came flooding back that he was about to be overwhelmed.

Maybe it's the subconscious mind that is leading him, and every step he takes is walking towards that person's home.

Han Zhun entered the community and took the elevator to that floor. In front of the combination lock at the door, he raised his arm and typed in his birthday.

With a slight "click", the door lock opened. Sure enough, he guessed right. Over the years, he has changed many locks, but never changed the password.

Li Zhijun, who heard the movement, walked from the bedroom to the living room, and when he saw Han Zhun, he was obviously stunned.

"Why did you come so casually? Why don't you say hello before you come? If there is a slight ......"

Han Zhun wearing a mask had a gloomy face, and without saying a word, he walked quickly towards Li Zhijun, stretched out his right hand and clenched it into a fist, and hit Li Zhijun's nose hard.

Li Zhijun didn't have time to react, and he was really punched. In an instant, a clear pain welled up in his brain, his nose was sore, and tears were about to come out.

"You're not sick, are you, Han Zhun? Rush to my house and give me a punch without saying a word? I see you ......" Before he finished speaking, Han Zhun slammed into him with another punch. This time Li Zhijun was prepared, he reached out to block, and Han Zhun's fist hit his forearm. It didn't hurt much, but Li Zhijun was also angered.

Han Zhun continued to attack, and Li Zhijun would also see the opportunity to fight back while blocking, and soon both of them were colored.

The panting two finally separated, Li Zhijun sat on the sofa, and Han Jian was still standing at the door. They looked at each other viciously, and the anger in their eyes seemed to burn everything.

"What the hell is wrong with you today? Be all abroad. Li Zhijun gasped and glared at Han Zhun fiercely.

Han Zhun suddenly felt a little sad, he returned to his usual state, took off his mask, and said lightly, "I saw him today." ”

"Who?!" The breath in Li Zhijun's heart has not yet gone down.

"He Jinshu."

Hearing this name, Li Zhijun was stunned, as if an electric current was passing through his body. (To be continued.) )