All my dreams have come true [Entertainment]

Ever since the dream meeting came true, Han Yubin didn't dare to sleep in the car anymore.

At this moment, Han Yubin is listening to music with headphones on.

It's probably going to be off tomorrow, Wu Hao didn't chatter with him for the first time, but was busy with another little artist's business.

After a long silence, Han Yubin said, "Brother Hao, Zhu Hui, do you know each other?"

Wu Hao, who was busy with his work, paused, "Of course I know each other, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just asking." Han Yubin hesitated whether to tell the story of that day, and finally chose to continue playing with his phone.

"What did you ask her for? Do you have an idea?" Wu Hao put down the work at hand. He didn't know why he suddenly mentioned Zhu Hui, but there shouldn't be any more words.

Moreover, the other party's name is well-known, and the artists brought out are not only superstars but also top-notch, and their stardom is particularly good.

"No, no, no." Han Yubin refused three times when he heard that he was about to misunderstand, "Just ask casually, just ask casually."

I don't know how my brain twitched, and I dared to ask questions without thinking about what to say.

"If something happens, you must be the first to tell me." Wu Hao stared at him. Although he didn't know what was going on in his head at the moment, Wu Hao knew that this kid must have something to hide from him.

"Well, definitely, definitely." Seeing that he didn't pursue it, Han Yubin thought the matter was over, so he nodded his head and agreed.

"By the way, there will be a variety show in a while, and the contract is already in progress."

Originally, Wu Hao didn't want to tell him so early, after all, the filming will take a month later, but it doesn't hurt to come here and tell him.

"What variety show?" Han Yubin hasn't been to a variety show yet, and he only has hundreds of thousands of followers, so he doesn't want to go because he's afraid of being disappointed.

At that time, the barrage will definitely be a series of words such as "Who is this person?", "I don't know", "Why did the program group invite this kind of person?"

After all, he has also watched variety shows, and he has seen the power of netizens, so that some small artists, except for appearing in the trailer, have not seen many people.

"Dancing Tongue 3." Wu Hao rummaged through it, and handed him a first draft of the script, "Look back and look at this, as long as you know what it's about."

"But, I'm not very famous now, so I'm just going to serve as a foil for others?" Han Yubin took the not-so-thick script and flipped through it casually.

"No one is suddenly popular. The company also wants you to have a chance to show your face in front of the public. Nowadays, variety shows are very popular, and film and television alone are not enough. The production cycle is long, and the number of films that can be shot every year is not much. Don't be so dead. Mind, learn to be flexible."

Just now Wu Hao wanted to praise him for his progress, but now he is depressed again.

"Then I'll go back and have a look." Han Yubin put the script aside and fell into deep thought.

"And don't you know how to cook? You can just show off your skills in the show and increase your fans. There is no harm. Besides, the production team of this show is quite good. The previous two seasons were well received and it is worth going." Wu Hao also According to his own characteristics, it is impossible to call Xiaobai, who knows nothing, to participate in a gourmet variety show.

Doesn't it mean that stealing chickens will not pay off, and it will not be worthwhile.

Han Yubin nodded and didn't answer.

After arriving home, Han Yubin stood in the corridor for a few minutes, listening attentively, but he still didn't have the courage to knock on the opposite door.

Finally went home bored.

After washing up, Han Yubin collapsed on the sofa, dazed with a notebook in his hand, flustered and uneasy.

After thinking for a moment, Han Yubin threw the script aside, went out and knocked on the door of the opposite house.

No one answered for a long time.

Han Yubin went back to get the keys, and ran downstairs, but he didn't see the lights in the opposite house turned on.

I went back upstairs and knocked on the door again, but still no one answered.

Probably there is really no one, Han Yubin thought so, feeling a little relieved.

Returning home with a fluke mentality, Han Yubin sat back on the sofa, thinking that maybe it was a coincidence that the nightmare came true, and he felt much better.

Only then did she remember that she hadn't called Zhu Hui yet.

If Wu Hao knew that he was hit by the car of the new film star, he didn't know what would happen.

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"As you wish, the call is coming." Zhu Hui had just arrived home, before she had time to take off her shoes, she received a call from Han Yubin.

"How do you say it?" Jiang Yan was listening to the movie, closed his eyes and rested his mind, immediately cheered up, sat up straight, and turned down the sound of the TV.

"He said that he will be at the cafe on Haibin Road at ten o'clock tomorrow morning." Zhu Hui conveyed it verbatim.

"What else?" Jiang Yan asked.

"What else do you want? It's time for a break. I don't want to interfere with your messy affairs. Besides, I advise you, it's best not to go in person." Zhu Hui warned him.

Zhu Hui thought about it all the way but couldn't figure out why. Jiang Yan always regarded himself as aloof, and he didn't need to turn on the air conditioner wherever he was.

Jiang Yan, who is indifferent to world affairs, and even looks a little too calm, why did he become a different person after hitting a car once, his brain was damaged, or his brain was damaged before the collision.

Then Zhu Hui added, "Go to the hospital and have a look at your brain."

"Anything else?" Jiang Yan asked.

"There's something wrong. Think about the variety show I told you about earlier. The conditions given by the program team are very generous." Zhu Hui never talked nonsense with him, even if it was nonsense, he would not bother, so he went straight to the point.

"Am I poor? I won't go." Jiang Yan bluntly refused.

He didn't like to participate in this kind of variety show. In Jiang Yan's view, it was all a gimmick and meaningless.

It is even a manifestation of the decline of contemporary people's aesthetics, bad taste, extremely boring, and a waste of life.

"..." Zhu Hui really mentioned this matter to him because he had nothing to do to seek abuse, and she didn't speak in a good mood, "I'm dead."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yan turned back the volume on the TV and squinted his eyes to listen again.

Although there are no waves on the surface, my heart is already like a rolling tide, and the waves are turbulent.

Every time he thinks of the various surprises that the other party may show, the corners of Jiang Yan's mouth rise involuntarily.

Who knows how long he waited for this day.

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Han Yubin originally thought that if he had a good night's sleep, what he worried about for a day would not happen.

But early in the morning, I was woken up by the harsh siren.

He couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed to the door to look out through the peephole.

I happened to see the medical staff carrying out a dead body covered with a white cloth from the opposite door, with a drop of blood hanging from the tip of the finger hanging on one side.

Not long after, I saw the police escorting a man out of the house. It was the man Han Yubin saw in the car yesterday. As in a dream, the glasses were not on the bridge of his nose.

All of this happened, and in the final analysis, he was still to blame.

Han Yubin didn't continue to look, turned around, leaned his back against the door, slid down weakly, and sat on the ground, burying his head between his arms.

He tried to stand up, but found that he was weak.

Full of self-blame devoured him little by little, if he had done something yesterday, wouldn't such a thing have happened.

If he had warned the man yesterday when he was parking the car, wouldn't this have happened.

I don't know how long it took, and the outside of the door became calm.

Han Yubin finally had some strength, supported the door, and stood up slowly.

Lying on the door, looking out through the cat's eye, there is no one outside, and everything is back to normal, as if the scene just now was a dream.

At this moment, Han Yubin clearly realized that his dream would become reality, or even equal to reality.

It is impossible for him to deceive himself and refuse to admit it anymore.

Back in the bedroom, Han Yubin mechanically picked up the phone from the bedside table and dialed it.

"It's so early, what happened?" Although Wu Hao had already woken up, he didn't expect him to call on the rest day.

In the next few seconds, Wu Hao could only hear uneven breathing coming from the microphone, and he was a little worried, so he asked, "Where are you? What happened?"

"I'm at home." Han Yubin finally adjusted his breathing before replying.

"What's wrong?" Wu Hao had never seen Han Yubin like this before, as if he was frightened.

"He's dead." Han Yubin finally plucked up the courage to say it, and the things that had been in his heart all the time sank down after the words came out.

"Speak clearly!" Wu Hao was about to die of anxiety, "What does it have to do with you? Does it have anything to do with you? Where did someone die? Who died?"

"Wait for me to wash my face."

Wu Hao then heard the sound of himself being placed on the table, and then the faint sound of dripping water. If the two families were close, they would have already appeared at his door.

"Okay." Han Yubin picked up the phone again, Xu Shi washed his face and became more awake.

"Hurry up, if you don't come, I'll come to your house." Wu Hao's ass is already on fire.

Han Yubin narrated what happened early in the morning. Of course, he didn't mention any of these things that had already appeared in his dream.

After finishing speaking, the other party said, "Move! It just so happens that the contract at your place is about to expire."

So it was supposed to be a day of rest, but inexplicably turned into a day of looking for a house.

In fact, Han Yubin didn't care, it was just that he felt a bit broken at that moment, and he didn't want to call anyone, he just wanted to get Wu Hao.

On the contrary, it was Wu Hao who believed in some nonsense all day long, insisting that it was unlucky and asked him to move away.

But after most of the day, the house was not found, and Han Yubin was so exhausted that he collapsed, and when he got home, he lay on the bed and didn't want to move.

I was in a daze for a long time, wondering what kind of dream I would have tonight, and jumped out of bed suddenly, and he gave me the appointment at ten o'clock in the morning!

5 yuan, if you say pigeons, you will be pigeons.

Quickly took out the phone, but just when Han Yubin was about to dial it, it stopped.

People give money, and you break the appointment, it seems that there is no way to do things like this.

However, Han Yubin's car was sent to a 4S shop, and the paint repair cost four figures, and it also required random inspections.

At this moment, Han Yubin wished he could slap himself.

Looking at the time, it was still early, holding the phone in his hand and knocking on the palm of his hand, hesitating to make a call.

Fortunately, the attitude of the other party is okay, saying that they can find time again.

Then Han Yubin was relieved.

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Zhu Hui was also puzzled, Jiang Yan not only called her home suddenly, but also asked her strangely and didn't say anything.With a gloomy face, he made coffee one cup after another, and did not drink it after brewing. The island in the middle of the kitchen was already full.

It made everyone owe him money, no, it was like they owed his life.

It wasn't until I answered the phone that I realized that it was the other party who broke the appointment, and the man in front of me was let go.

For some reason, Zhu Hui felt a little happy.

"What are you laughing at?" After making the nth cup of coffee and successfully drawing a pattern of heartbreak, Jiang Yan found a gap on the island platform and stuffed it in. After seeing the smile hanging from the corner of her mouth, Jiang Yan's expression turned pale. Can't help but sink even more.

"It's okay, I told him to make another appointment." According to Zhu Hui's thinking, he shouldn't have the idea of ​​going to the scene to meet and give money, but he refused to listen.

"No need, the card number is coming, call him directly." Jiang Yan said coldly.

Today Jiang Yan dressed up in disguise and waited in that coffee shop for a full six hours until the sun went down.

The customers who came to the store changed batch after batch, but there was no sign of Han Yubin.

I almost vomited up the coffee and still didn't come, so I went home angrily.

Now he just wanted to make a phone call, it was too late.

Zhu Hui was taken aback for a moment, and then responded immediately, it couldn't be better.

In fact, she still wanted to ask what happened in the afternoon, but with Jiang Yan's appearance, Zhu Hui thought that one more thing would be better than one less thing.

"Do you want some coffee?" Jiang Yan pointed to the various coffees on the table and asked emotionlessly.

"No, I don't want to stay up late at night." Zhu Hui waved her hands again and again, drinking coffee at this time, do you want to sleep.

"Then I'll drink it myself." Jiang Yan took a glass casually and drank it down.

The author has something to say: while others are depressed drinking, he is depressed making coffee.