All my dreams have come true [Entertainment]

"Ah!" Han Yubin woke up from his dream, screaming, and sat on the bed, the mattress under his body was already soaked with sweat.

He turned back and pulled out a piece of paper from the bedside to absorb the sweat from his forehead.

It took a long time to recover, and it turned out to be another dream.

Recent dreams have started to go off track.

This dream was too real, and Han Yubin didn't dare to think about it.

Sitting on the bed, he rubbed his face vigorously with his hands, then lifted the quilt and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Supporting the sink, looking at the slightly haggard look in the mirror, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Something big is going to happen tomorrow.

Just now in the dream, Han Yubin witnessed a murder case, and the location was opposite their house, 1801.

Thinking of this, Han Yubin stopped brushing his teeth and looked at the mirror in front of him surrounded by white woven light strips.

A bloody face gradually emerged inside...

Han Yubin was shocked, the toothbrush in his hand fell to the ground, and continued to "buzz" on the ground without giving up, and the toothpaste splashed everywhere.

Han Yubin didn't look away from the mirror until the toothpaste foam hit his feet.

It was too late to pick up the toothbrush, and rushed out of the house like flying.

But when Han Yubin rushed to the door of the neighbor's house, he stopped in his tracks, and the hand that was about to knock was hanging in the air.

If he knocks on the door now and tells the story, no one will believe him, and even think he is a lunatic.What's more, Han Yubin has never seen anyone living across the street.

Regardless of the situation, it is not wise to say it hastily, but if you don't say it, it seems to violate the creed of life.

And from the beginning to the end, Han Yubin was unwilling to believe this matter.

So Han Yubin dragged his slightly heavy body back home.

The door was closed with a "bang", but his hand was not willing to leave the doorknob. The conscience in his heart told him that he could not just sit idly by.

Han Yubin walked out of the house again, and just returned to the opposite door when he heard his cell phone ringing.

With the phone ringing, Han Yubin hesitated for a moment, but finally failed to knock on the door.

"Brother Hao." Han Yubin picked up the phone at the last moment, it was his manager.

Wu Hao's voice came from the microphone, "Is it packed? We are downstairs."

"immediately."

When he was about to leave, Han Yubin glanced at the opposite door as if he had done something wrong, and went downstairs quickly.

Get in the car, and listen to Wu Hao talk about the process of taking pictures while wandering.

In fact, Han Yubin didn't know why he was so busy as a small [-]th-line artist. When there was no show, he had to take pictures almost every day, so he said suddenly, "Brother Hao, the company wants me to become a model." ?"

"What's going on in your head?" Wu Hao knocked him on the head after hearing this, "You can accumulate more experience while you're young, these photographers, which one do you think is better, you can cooperate with him for a long time, cooperate with each other and develop a tacit understanding, etc. After you get up, you can use it easily."

Han Yubin didn't answer the conversation, but just nodded his approval.

"You know what happened to Zhong Mingyi yesterday, right?"

"I know, it's too miserable, I don't know what to say." Han Yubin nodded, could he not know, even if he didn't know it in his dream, it would be hard for him not to know about the overwhelming entertainment news reports.

"Don't say anything, it has nothing to do with you, just take care of yourself. Although you don't have much reputation in the circle now, but you are strong enough, you just lack a chance." Wu Hao said earnestly.

"So, at any time, pay attention to your words and deeds, but I believe you are not that kind of person."

What kind of person?

Han Yubin was patted on the shoulder several times by him, he could only smile and nod, he didn't think of playing passion/passionately at first.

However, the topic that was suddenly brought up made the carriage where Wu Hao was the only one talking, suddenly heated up.

This time it was Han Yubin's turn to be alone in the corner, silently listening to their almost one-sided remarks, and fell into deep thought.

Leaning against the window with my chin in my hand, looking out the window at the speeding vehicles and crowds, I don’t know when such a day will end, I really miss the sleepless night before.

It happened to be a red light, and Han Yubin happened to see the window of the car rolled down suddenly, and the man glanced at him, and then closed the window.

It was only a few seconds before and after.

With just one glance, Han Yubin's eyes widened in shock. The driver was the murderer in his dream.

Just when Han Yubin rolled down the window and wanted to confirm again, the car started.

Han Yubin who quickly retracted his gaze didn't dare to look out of the window again, for fear of seeing the man in his dream again.

It's just that the shock in his heart made him unable to continue to calm down.

The dream I had this morning was a murder case.

And the protagonist is the man I saw just now. He looks gentle, wears rimless glasses, and looks like a teacher.

In short, no one can connect the person in the dream with the man in front of him.

The man in the dream didn't wear glasses.But Han Yubin would never admit his mistake, that sinister and cunning gaze made people shudder at first glance, and their scalp was numb, and they dared not look at it a second time.

Han Yubin, who was not even afraid of bloody scenes, was still terrified by the fierce light from those bright eyes.

Han Yubin couldn't help recalling how the man brutally killed his wife in his dream.

So far, the way his wife begged for mercy, the gradually darkening eyes in her eyes, and the man's almost crazy look are all lingering in Han Yubin's mind.

And the reason for all this is that his wife's cooking is not to the taste.

Could this be a reason to kill?

Han Yubin was about to collapse.

"Han Yubin?"

"Huh?" Han Yubin finally came back to his senses, and his eyes gradually focused.

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Hao called him several times, but there was no response.

"Ah? I'm fine, Brother Hao, what's the matter?" Han Yubin shook his head with a smile and said, only then did he realize that the car, which was a little noisy because of Zhong Mingyi's incident, began to quiet down at some point.

"What did the doctor say when you went to the hospital?" Wu Hao looked at him as if he had lost his soul.

"Let me pay attention to rest and don't stress too much." Han Yubin said casually, but his mind was not here at all.

"It's just right, I have nothing to do tomorrow, you can take a good rest at home." Wu Hao flipped through his phone and looked at the schedule. There is indeed no work arrangement for him on tomorrow and Sunday. Recently, there are almost non-stop announcements for filming, taking pictures and running, so he should take a break up.

"Tomorrow?" Han Yubin blurted out, "No work tomorrow?"

Wu Hao looked at him in surprise, is it strange? "Didn't the doctor tell you to take more rest? Besides, you really haven't rested for a long time. I'll try to delay the rest for you."

tomorrow?If Han Yubin were at home tomorrow, wouldn't he really witness the scene in his dream?

He didn't want to, or rather, he didn't dare, "Brother Hao, can you arrange something for me tomorrow? I haven't worked hard enough, and I'm not allowed to relax a bit on the way forward!"

Han Yubin stared at Wu Hao without batting an eye after making up random things.

"Okay!" Wu Hao gave a thumbs up and patted him on the shoulder in relief, "Young people must have this momentum!"

Just when Han Yubin felt that his lobbying was effective, he only listened to the other party's turning point—"However, you have to combine work and rest to get twice the result with half the effort, so tomorrow, you rest."

...Alright, Han Yubin finally understands, what should come will always come, and he can't avoid it even if he wants to.

Today's photoshoot went smoothly, but it was Han Yubin who worked hard to avoid being stopped by the photographer.

When the shooting ended in the evening, Han Yubin's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he sat limply on the chair, like a puddle of mud.

If it wasn't for the phone ringing, Han Yubin would have fallen asleep like this.

"Han Yubin?"

Hearing that the other party was a female voice, but the voice was bright and straightforward, and Han Yubin quickly sketched a capable female image in his mind, sat up straight immediately, and said seriously: "I am, who are you?"

"I'm Zhu Hui. I'll give you the money when it's convenient for you."

Zhu Hui...Han Yubin didn't know why he felt this name was very familiar, and then suddenly remembered that the girl surnamed Zhu called yesterday, but she said she was busy at the time and would contact her today.

He patted his head, Yumu's head was amused, it was all because of those broken dreams, Han Yubin's tone softened instantly, "Hello, hello, but there is no need to meet, I will just give you the card number."

"To meet, you set a time and place." Zhu Hui said.

Seeing the other party's insistence, Han Yubin couldn't refuse anymore. Just as he was thinking about the location, Wu Hao came over and told him to see the effect of the film. If he was satisfied, he could leave.

Han Yubin had no choice but to apologize to Zhu Hui, saying that he had something to do now and would call her later.

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"What did he say?" Jiang Yan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking at the sunset outside, then turned to look at Zhu Hui who had just hung up the phone.

"He said he still has something to do, call me later." Zhu Hui put down the phone and crossed her legs.

"You said you were free to drive your Lafa around the city? It's all right now. After entering the repair shop, you have to spend money with others."

"Besides, he's a little artist outside the [-]th line. Does it make sense for you to ask me to take the initiative to contact him? You don't have to think before doing things, so you're not afraid that he will expose your matter?"

"Just crash a little bit." Jiang Yan didn't care, and he knew that the other party was not that kind of person.

"..." "Okay, you have money, I won't argue with you. Recently, because of Zhong Mingyi's incident, the limelight has been a little tight, so you should pay attention." Zhu Hui reminded him that he was usually calm, but this time it was very abnormal.

Although it had nothing to do with Jiang Yan, when Zhong Mingyi's incident broke out, netizens and the media racked their brains for a while, trying to dig out some black material.

Naturally, the blade fell on these people standing on the top of the mountain, wishing to dig out all the black material of the eighteen generations of their ancestors before they were born.

As for him, Jiang Yan, as a new film star, he is still so young, it is difficult for him to be alone.

"What's wrong with me? I'm a bachelor. I'm not afraid of wearing shoes with bare feet. What are you afraid of?" Jiang Yan turned around, walked to the sofa and sat down. His long arms were lazily resting on the back of the sofa, but his face was expressionless. waves.

"You're just too opinionated." Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, Zhu Hui had no choice but to rely on herself, except that her words didn't work.

After all, the two have worked together for so many years, Zhu Hui still knows Jiang Yan's temper very well.

"Then I'll go first, and I'll tell you when he calls back." Zhu Hui saw him sitting on the sofa, then got up, it was getting late.

Jiang Yan just said "hmm" without even moving his buttocks.

After she left, Jiang Yan got up, went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water in his hands, not in a hurry to drink.

Standing back in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows again, thinking of yesterday's scene, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

"Finally let me find you."