Chapter 127 Loneliness
Erha and Bian Kuan hurriedly got into the car and took out their SLR and other equipment.
Li Qingning wore a red checkered vest on her upper body and low-waisted jeans on her lower body, which cleverly outlined her waist curve and made her look like a sight while walking. When she walked to the car, she saw Jiang Yang looking at his cell phone, so she walked quietly from behind and covered his eyes with her hands.
Jiang Yang said: "I'm confused."
Li Qingning put down his hand and said, "Let me take a look."
Jiang Yang turned his face to show her, "It's dusty."
Just as Li Qingning was about to give her a blowjob, Jiang Yang suddenly kissed her and her eyes healed.
“It’s boring.”
Li Qingning patted him and asked him to get in the car.
After returning home and having dinner, Jiang Yang continued writing "Rejuvenation". Because he had to constantly polish his memory, Jiang Yang spent some time running in the morning and finally finished it. Jiang Yang read it once. To be honest, except for the setting, this book was not outstanding. It was so different from the movie that some people felt that it was too difficult to write a screenplay for the movie after reading the original book.
Jiang Yang thinks so too, but since it comes to mind, let’s write it down. Maybe it can be used as an introduction to a script.
Li Qingning has been waiting for Jiang Yang.
After Jiang Yang finished writing, she printed it out. She wanted to see what Jiang Yang was writing.
However, she was disappointed this time.
She read the beginning. He was born an old man, which was quite strange at first, but it was written down that his father was surprised to see the protagonist, and after buying clothes, the rest was really lackluster. Li Qingning was not watching, and she and Jiang Yang ate After dinner, I drove to the company.
Zhou Hao installed the game console yesterday, and Jiang Yang was happy to play games as soon as he got off the car.
Li Qingning never forgot to tell him, "Remember to rest your eyes."
Jiang Yang made a knowing gesture.
Li Qingning locked the car. After entering the office, he took the coffee from Zhu Li's hand. As soon as he put the manuscript paper aside, Sister Chen walked in. She was holding a document and strangely said, "Qingning, this foundation is Is that what happened?”
Sister Chen doesn’t know at all.
"oh."
Li Qingning took a look at the document and remembered that it was a foundation that assisted the traffic safety department in improving and transforming road safety with the help of big data analysis such as car accidents. She had made donations in the past two years.
Sister Chen was very surprised, "Are you so independent and independent in your charity work?"
It is not unusual for celebrities to do charity, and it is even a way to maintain a positive image, but it is strange that Li Qingning is so strange.
“Where there is.”
Li Qingning asked Sister Chen, "Have you ever seen anyone who is particularly afraid of crossing the road?"
Sister Chen shook her head.
People who have never been in a car accident would never think of it, but for some people, they are very afraid of crossing the road, especially the national highway where large trucks pass, so that some people would rather pay an extra ten yuan and use door-to-door express delivery instead of crossing the highway. Get express delivery.
It takes more than ten minutes to walk, and you have to take a taxi just to get on the national highway.
“That’s Jiangyang.”
Many national and provincial highways pass at the entrance of the village or even in the middle of the village. In some villages, it is news that there is no car accident every year, but car accidents are common. And for these villages, sometimes an overpass or even a traffic light can save a family from of brokenness.
That's how Jiangyang's car accident happened.
Since then, he has had sequelae,
Li Qingning began to pay attention to these things after getting to know Jiang Yang. Since he wanted to do charity, why not do this.
“You really love Wujiwu.”
Sister Chen put down the document, saw the manuscript paper, and picked it up, "Did Jiang Yang write it?"
Li Qingning lowered his head and read the document, "I won't like it."
Sister Chen didn't believe it. Jiang Yang's three books were all very suitable to her taste. "By the way, I heard that "The Little Prince" became a hit abroad."
This news was told by Liu Tao in the group chat yesterday.
As one of the Seven Fans of Jiangyang, Liu Tao has communicated with foreign countries and timely sent updates about "The Little Prince" back to the group. Liu Tao also urged Xu Guangzheng and his publisher to hurry up, "The books written by our own writers have not been published yet. It’s a shame for people living abroad to be fast.”
Xu Guangzheng had nothing to say.
Liu Tao also plans to buy an English version from overseas.
Xu Guangzheng: "If you dare to buy it, I will spoil the ending of "Murder on the Orient Express"."
Liu Tao: “You are cruel enough!”
Orange Husband: "Haha, it's just sensational."
Xu Guangzheng: "By the way, Jiang Yang is writing a science fiction book."
Orange Husband: “Hard science fiction?”
Orange Husband: “Let me see.”
…
Cheng Zi Husband: “Lao Xu, I’m at your house.”
A little while longer.
Cheng Zi’s husband: “Lao Xu, I am your uncle!”
Sister Chen did not expect that what Jiang Yang wrote was not science fiction, but a quite fantasy book: a protagonist who was born in his 80s became younger and younger as he lived.
She looked at it for a while, then simply turned to the back. The man had become an infant and died.
She raised her head and was surprised, "That's it?"
Li Qingning nodded, "That's it."
Sister Chen feels that this is too low-level. It’s not that it’s bad or that it’s good. It’s very simple, so simple that it makes people speechless. It’s like listening to an old woman telling a story. Once upon a time, there was a mountain. There was a mountain on the mountain. There is a temple. There is an old monk telling stories in the temple.
Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, and that’s probably what Sister Chen means.
Li Qingning was helpless, "Jiang Yang wrote this story, what can I do?"
Sister Chen looked at Li Qingning suspiciously, "You two, have you had too many spare time activities in the past two days?"
"Um?"
Li Qingning didn’t understand for a while.
Sister Chen spoke earnestly and thoughtfully, "Ning, sometimes we have to curb our charm. We know that your appearance will harm the country and the people, but don't be too rude and harm the country and the people. It will not be good if you hurt Zhongyong. The key is that our old Xu is still waiting. Your Jiangyang family is feeding."
With the help of "The Little Prince", Xu Guangzheng's status in the publishing house has risen rapidly.
"screw you."
Li Qingning threw the document over.
Sister Chen caught it and put down the manuscript. She felt that this short story was still a matter of Li Qingning’s own taste.
She went to work.
"Oh, right."
She turned around again and said, "Sing music platform invites you to jointly launch a MINILIVE event. I will give you the plan later. You can take a look."
"good."
After Sister Chen left, Li Qingning got busy, and she gradually forgot about "Returning to Youth".
Until noon, Jiang Yang wanted to accompany Zhou Hao to negotiate the contract and did not ask her to have dinner with him.
Li Qingning was bored and sat on the sofa and opened "Return to Youth" again.
There are not many words. She had read part of it in the morning, so she gradually came to the end.
Except for the setting, she still doesn’t think there’s anything outstanding about this novel. It doesn’t feel like she’s reading a novel, it feels like she’s reading an outline. But when he read the last paragraph, Li Qingning probably knew why Jiang Yang wrote this novel.
Maybe Jiang Yang didn’t know it either, he was subconsciously afraid.
Li Qingning tapped his forehead, "So that's it."
Jiang Yang tried to change the old man into a child in his advertising creative yesterday. The inspiration was taken from this novel. And Jiang Yang’s concern about Alzheimer’s disease is most likely due to his fear of headaches.
He said before that if you continue to have such a headache, you won’t become dementia.
His headache doesn’t hurt much now, but he is more concerned about the disease.
I don’t know why, but after Jiang Yang was substituted, Li Qingning suddenly had a deep understanding: in the novel, the protagonist lost his lover, lost his glory, lost his son, lost his grandson, and even lost his memory as he continued to grow younger. , the whole mind became empty, even if he wanted to be nostalgic or nostalgic for this world, he couldn't. He didn't even recognize this world.
Some people say that when people grow old, they spend the rest of their lives chewing memories.
Some people say that when a person dies, his life will be replayed in his mind like a movie.
And rejuvenate one's youth.
Took everything away from him.
This kind of loneliness in which everything turns into nothingness is even lonelier than the word loneliness.
I made a mistake as I promised to watch the third update. I’m sorry everyone, so I’ll postpone it to tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)