Chapter 144 Heartbroken
Hou Bing said it would be fine if he didn't, "Who can be fine?"
It’s the sister-in-law of the food delivery platform boss who gets seven **** days off every month. These black-hearted people **** them harder than that sister-in-law.
Uncle Jing twitched the corner of his mouth.
Hou Bing knew he was laughing.
But he was so depressed that his smile was distorted.
Just as Uncle Jing was about to ride away, Hou Bing stopped him and told him that there was a performance on the subway in the evening and that he should take his children to see it if he had nothing to do.
“Okay.” Uncle Jing left.
Jiang Yang and the others made an appointment at the Internet cafe.
They haven’t played together for a long time, and Jiang Yang still misses the dark days in the Internet cafe.
It’s a pity that it’s not the weekend, Wang Gang and Sister Ying went to work.
Jiang Yang came from the crew.
The filming of "Underground Traffic Station" had already started the day before yesterday, and I didn't want to have a launching ceremony. But for Zhang Xiaotao and the others, there is no need for anything else, this startup ceremony is a must. Jiang Yang and the others then prepared a press release written by Jiang Chen, and invited some reporters to come over and give them a red envelope of 500 yuan each, asking them to publish it in their respective media. Zhou Hao also asked colleagues from Kyoto TV station to help and provide a picture.
Today Jiang Yang called on them to watch the live broadcast of this micro-variety show with short videos or sing music on time in the evening.
Jiang Yang must support his wife's performance unconditionally.
Especially Han Xiaoxiao, he must mobilize fans in all groups and super chat.
Three people met at an Internet cafe, turned on their phones and sat down.
Before the fun started, Xiao Yang ordered a deluxe set meal: three bowls of instant noodles, three ham sausages, and three braised eggs.
Jiang Yang added: "Three more bottles of Coke!"
Hou Bing gave a thumbs up: "Okay, I'm brave."
Jiang Yang: “My status at home has always been very high.”
Xiao Yang: "Come, come, come, celebrate this sumptuous meal, I will send it to Moments and then to the group to make Brother Gang envious."
"roll!"
Xiao Yang laughed and asked Jiang Yang to pay the money, and they started to have fun.
Jiang Yang was in the jungle, and Hou Bing and Zai Xiao Yang walked down the road together.
Then-
Xiao Yang: "Master Hou Bing, you are the support, why are you running around with the jungler!"
Hou Bing: "People must be self-aware. You must understand who is the boss in this game."
Xiao Yang: "This guy is only at the first level, how do you know who the father is?"
Hou Bing: "You know nothing. When Master Yang feels comfortable playing, I feel comfortable. When Master Yang feels good about killing, I feel good."
"Huh."
Jiang Yang and Xiao Yang had goosebumps together. Jiang Yang asked Hou Bing to talk about something, "Don't disgust me."
Hou Bing: "Master Jiang, give us the whole signature. It's from Anyuan."
Jiang Yang: “I just gave it to you.”
Hou Bing wants Braille this time.
Xiao Yang: "Girl on the balcony. Jiang Yang, you have to help him because he's so busy. His love is just beginning, so he can't let it wither away like that."
Jiang Yang could only agree. Later, he would have to look up how to write Braille and buy a set of Braille boards and paper.
They really won this game. It wasn’t because they were great or their teammates were great. It was because the opponent got into a quarrel for some reason. Xiao Yang felt: “This game tells us that unity is strength.”
After a while, Li Qingning called to check on the situation. Her team had arrived near the subway station and was now debugging the equipment. As for the platform, there is a slightly elevated piece with long steps on both sides in the middle of the venue. The original intention is to separate the open space into two pieces, which is just right for use.
Jiang Yang was surprised, "So early?"
“Well, we have a lot to do. You can play and remember to eat something.”
Jiang Yang: "I'll bring you some food later. It's more than nine o'clock."
Li Qingning said no need, there is food in the car.
Sister Ning hung up the phone.
By the time Jiang Yang and the others came out, it was already past eight o'clock. Jiang Yang stretched his body and said, "It's boring."
Hou Bing: "Yes."
Xiao Yang: “Nonsense, I won that one.”
They wandered to the subway station.
There are many street stalls on the roadside outside the subway selling things, putting on mobile phone covers, and selling snacks, such as stinky tofu, grilled gluten, grilled cold noodles, and grilled pork sausages. Human fireworks are rising among the numb crowd.
In the past, when Jiang Yang took Sister Ning with him after a tiring day, his favorite thing was to sit with a few friends in the smoke and smoke, drink a sip of wine, and chat for a while. This was the most exciting thing in life, no, the second most exciting thing. It's a matter of time.
They sat down at a stall and ordered something to eat.
Hou Bing, as a delivery boy for such a long time, assured that this place is clean and he is familiar with the boss.
This day is a very ordinary day except after Father's Day.
It’s past eight o’clock in the summer, and there is still a trace of light and shadow in the clouds on the horizon, which reflects the vastness of the sky and the earth.
The subway is bustling with people.
Now is the busiest time at Jinhe Subway Station. When the subway comes, people rush down. Entering the subway station at this time is like trying to row a boat against the current in a flood. You will be submerged accidentally.
Jinhe Metro Station is on the North Sixth Ring Road.
The open space where Jiang Yang and the others are located is very long, as long as two football fields.
But when queuing up in the morning, the two teams were side by side and could queue from one end to the other. Hou Bing felt that the two teams would become one. It was a bit exaggerated to be able to queue from the door of his house, but it was only a little bit exaggerated. That’s all.
Fortunately, it’s time to get off work now.
Those who got off the subway, those who took the bus took the bus, those who walked, those who rode bicycles, just like a river flowing into the sea, they were all tired, too tired to look aside. The lights on the steps, the people holding musical instruments, and the tuned speakers could attract their attention, but they were too lazy to look at them and kept walking. After a day's work, it was not their hearts that were numb, but their heads.
Hou Bing asked Wang Gang, "When will you come back?"
Wang Gang: “Around nine o’clock.”
He took the bus at this point where there were fewer people and the subway was not crowded, which was good for Yingzi who was pregnant. Moreover, Yingzi's working hours have been adjusted. She leaves one hour later in the morning, staggers the subway rush hour, and leaves work one hour later in the evening.
Otherwise, squeezing into the subway during the morning rush hour can cause miscarriage.
The live broadcast starts fifteen minutes in advance.
The camera is inside the car, so passers-by coming off the subway don’t know that the steps will be the focus of the live broadcast later.
Wang Yinuo guest host: "Have you ever performed in a venue like this before?"
Today, Li Qingning still wears a pure white T-shirt with loose jeans and a pendant necklace. It is simple and comfortable yet fashionable. “It doesn’t exist on the subway. I have performed on the street many, many times. I really miss it.”
Wang Yinuo: “Why did you choose the subway?”
Li Qingning looked at the flow of people coming out of the subway outside the car, "I want to sing to these people who leave early and come back late and live a hard life. I have a boy who used to go in and out of this subway entrance every day. He queued in in the morning and left numbly at night. This subway His mouth is like a giant beast, swallowing up his ideals and self-confidence, making him confused, inferior, and heart-wrenching. He originally thought that he was an excellent person and should have lived a brilliant life, but he could only float in the sea of people. There are many people like him here, and this song was sung to me by him. I want to sing this song to them and tell them that there must be someone in this world who cares about them."
Let me ask you a question, why do you and I act so abnormally sometimes? Are you guys too?
(End of this chapter)