i'm a superstar

Chapter 73
"Speak, you guys!"

Inexplicably a little worried and impatient, Zhang Han said in a louder voice.

Since he was a child, he has no friends except his family.He really regarded the two of them as best friends.He doesn't want to lose them.

"who is it?"

Liu Ruobing reacted first, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Elena!" Zhang Han replied.

"You're looking for a girlfriend, why didn't you choose Qing'er?" Liu Ruobing bit her lip, as if she had some conflicts in her heart, and asked word by word.

"That's right, Sister Bing, she has always been so kind to him, and he still has to go outside to find a woman." Lin Qing cried and lay down in Liu Ruobing's arms.

Zhang Han thought for a while, then said slowly and in a low voice, "I can't be sorry to Lin Lin, so I can't like her sister."

"Men don't have a good thing, Qing'er, don't cry, let's ignore him, a stinky man." Liu Ruobing said coaxing Lin Qing who was shaking and choking.

"I regard you as my best friends, so I don't want to hide it from you." Zhang Han explained with difficulty.

"Smelly Zhang Han, I will still talk to you in the future." Lin Qing cursed, wiping her tears, and cried again in Liu Ruobing's arms.

"Okay! Let's ignore him, you bastard!"

There was silence in the car. All the way to the shooting base, the three of them didn't speak again, even if it was just a word.

Lin Qing fell asleep, Liu Ruobing looked at the tears on her little face with heartache, and was no longer willing to talk to Zhang Han.

He was dumbfounded.

When he arrived at the studio, Zhang Han was even more dumbfounded when he saw that familiar figure.

"Lin'er!"

I haven't seen her for a few days, but Lin Lin has lost weight. With her beautiful big eyes and dark circles, she looks sick and sick.

"sick?"

Zhang Han really wanted to go over and ask, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he felt unspeakably flustered.

However, he still stood there without moving.

"Unconscionable guy!"

Lin Lin also saw Zhang Han, and said to herself, don't mention how resentful those eyes are.

After being glanced at, Zhang Han seemed to be invited, and finally mustered up the courage to walk over.

"Sister Linlin! Are you okay! Are you sick?"

"Hmm!" Lin Lin hummed in a very low voice.

There was so much flavor in this um, it made Zhang Han's heart melt.

Lin Lin seemed to feel something was wrong, so she calmed down and said crisply, "It's okay, I just have a cold."

Her voice is still so gentle, but it seems that what she said has widened the distance between the two of them.

"We are still friends!" Zhang Han said.

"Do you still want to be my friend?"

Lin Lin asked back.She knows this guy too well, if he is soft-hearted for a moment, he will never let her go, he will move his hands and feet as soon as he comes up, and he may even use his hands directly to hug her to the bed.

Therefore, she can't be too kind to him, so as to save him from kicking his nose and face.

"I am willing! Of course I am willing." After speaking, Zhang Han wanted to shake hands with her.

"Ruobing, you're here, you miss me so much."

Unfortunately, the two who went to the bathroom just now happened to come over at this time. Lin Lin finally grabbed a life-saving straw and started acting.

"Sister! You are so eccentric, seeing Sister Bing is closer than meeting your own sister!"

Lin Lin pouted her mouth in dissatisfaction and said.She is no longer a little cat, maybe after getting off the car just now, the two of them went to touch up their makeup!

Lin Lin hugged Liu Ruobing, and then gave her younger sister a big hug, "It's all right now! Don't you really dislike me hugging you? This time it's sex change."

Sure enough, Zhang Han has become an outsider again, and no one pays any attention to him anymore.

"Sister! Zhang Han bullied me, you help me fix him." Lin Qing took her sister's arm and complained.

"Sister Lin Lin, don't listen to me, I don't dare to bully her, she is the one who bullies me."

Seeing the flames of war burning on him, Zhang Han hurriedly explained.

"It's him who bullies me, sister, beat him up!" Lin Qing raised her small fist.

Zhang Han could tell that Lin Qing didn't seem to be so angry and hated him anymore because he didn't know what the two of them said just now, or else, he was absolutely unwilling to talk to him.

"Yes! Beat him!" Liu Ruobing booed.

"Don't fight, don't fight, can't I surrender?" Facing the unreasonable service of three women, Zhang Han shouted, "I surrender, I surrender..."

"What's the use of just surrendering? What about the conditions?" Lin Qing stepped on Zhang Han's foot and shouted.

Under the strong firepower of the three women, Zhang Han finally chose to sign the unequal treaty.This unequal treaty that humiliates the country is like this: after the filming, he will accompany the three of them to go shopping.Going shopping with her is definitely secondary. The most important thing is that no matter how much or what the three of them buy, he will follow behind to pay.

After half an hour, the filming started.

It was completely different from Zhang Han's imagination. He was doing various actions according to the explanation of a bearded director, a Hollywood director.

A series of gimmicky, as fancy as can be, after the dazzling action is done, the feet are shot furiously.

There is no goal on the scene, let alone a pitch and players. He is doing his actions in an open field.

The director made it very clear that during the filming, Zhang Han was asked to copy Maradona's goal of the century.

but!There was nothing at the scene, Zhang Han couldn't find that feeling at all, all kinds of actions were done so well that it was impossible to see.

Card!The director called the card countless times, until noon, when it was time to eat, Zhang Han didn't finish this simple shooting.

"Zhang, don't be nervous, just like playing football on the field."

The director—Vincent was very kind. He came over and gave Zhang Han a bottle of water, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"I'm not nervous, director, this is not a stadium, I can't feel it."

Zhang Han said depressingly that a special staff member had already delivered cotton coats and mats.

He was wearing a cotton coat, sitting on a cushion and drinking water.

The bald and red-faced Vincent slapped his forehead, "Ouch! I know, it was my mistake, my mistake, how did I forget that you are a great football player!"

"Zhang, you have to try your best to imagine, you know how to imagine?"

Vincent moved his hands exaggeratedly, as if he wanted to explain something clearly to Zhang Han, but he couldn't express it.

Zhang Han listened, but didn't speak. American English and British English still have a big difference in accent, and he couldn't understand it very well.

"Zhang, do you understand? Your dribbling action on the court is very visually impactful, dynamic and exciting. You have to, like that, like that...find the feeling."

Vincent gestured in his hands, trying to make Zhang Han understand.

At noon, in the restaurant of the studio, everyone ate a working meal. The only difference was that Zhang Han ate a nutritious meal prepared by Lin Qing.

(End of this chapter)