Chapter 151 Black Silk
Since rock music was mentioned, Li Qingning picked a rock disc and played it.
An old rock disc.
Li Qingning said that her parents liked it at that time.
Jiang Yang remembers the first time he heard rock music, which he dug out from his uncle's numerous collections.
It was a tape, probably a pirated version. It had "Sister" by Zhang Chu, "Internationale" and "Dream Back to the Tang Dynasty" by the Tang Dynasty Band. At that time, he only thought that the Tang Dynasty band was noisy, but he listened to Zhang Chu's "Sister" many times.
Li Qingning lay on his knees and listened to the music quietly.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell from the window and fell on Li Qingning's long legs. The thighs were round but not bloated, and the calves were slender and well-proportioned. Due to the exercise, the skin was tight, and under the setting sun, it gave off a certain alluring luster. .
It would be nice if I wore black stockings.
Li Qingning rolled his eyes and ignored Jiang Yang.
It is not good for a student to be too diligent. He can do his homework, but the teacher cannot handle it.
She picked up her phone and looked at it, and suddenly found that the news about her wearing a wedding ring was at the top of the trending searches on Twitter.
“As for what?”
Li Qingning feels that everyone has a lot of free time. Sometimes, if you don't procrastinate, you can go home from get off work earlier.
She took Jiang Yang's hand over, put their wedding ring-wearing hands together, took a photo, and then posted it on Twitter and wrote: "Let's break up."
This push is like throwing a spoonful of water into a pot of hot oil and it explodes.
After the explosion, many people felt that this was something the Big Demon King could do. They wanted to express their surprise for a moment, but that was all. Say they were not surprised. The Big Demon King, a high-ranking person, got married, so there was nothing left. It doesn’t feel like that.
“Fuck!”
“The fun of gossip is gone all of a sudden.”
“If you are so direct, what will the reporters do?”
“Sister, I don’t even know what to say.”
“You’re all here, let’s say something.”
“Send me a blessing.”
“May I have a son soon? Damn it, my goddess.”
Li Qingning ignored this. She thought it was a normal thing. It was going to rain and her sister was getting married. It was normal. Just like when she suddenly retired, her inspiration dried up and she emptied herself out. She couldn't find a reason to sing for it, so she just retired.
She returned to the trending search on Twitter because she had just glanced at it and saw that there was a topic about a zombie tear-jerker movie at the bottom of the trending search.
She remembered that last time Jiang Yang said he wanted to write such an idea for a game company, and he was so mysterious that he wouldn't let her see it. She didn't know if it was this short film. There is a video under the topic, and many self-media are now forwarding and commenting on this short film. This is something Seal Games is happy to see happen. Advertising is naturally spread to more people, the better.
Li Qingning opened the video and asked Jiang Yang: "Did you take the video?"
Jiang Yang said, "Yes."
As he spoke, the man woke up vaguely, and saw his wife who had turned into a zombie rushing towards him.
Li Qingning patted Jiang Yang.
Jiang Yang: "What are you doing?"
His hand is quite honest, even though he is planning to be dishonest.
“Scared me.”
Jiang Yang felt that he deserved it.
After Sister Ning finished watching the short video, she let out a long sigh. She originally wanted to follow the official Twitter and post a series of razor blades to condemn her, but the Twitter failed for some reason. She simply put down her phone and pulled Jiang Yang's hand out. , took a gentle bite on his arm, left two rows of teeth marks and let go, "Just give me the blade, I'll bite you!"
She was puzzled as to how her husband, such a sunny young man, could make him cry.
Jiang Yang wanted her to bite somewhere else.
"roll!"
My father-in-law thinks it's okay. The miniature model is a bit ugly. Although it is helpful for reading novels, it destroys imagination and is not good. Next time you have a mystery novel, just send the book first, and the miniatures can be made up later.
The father-in-law said in a commanding tone on the phone: "By the way, you must go home to eat during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year!"
Li Qingning: “My mother?”
“Asking even though you know it!”
The father-in-law hung up the phone.
Li Qingning became happy and sat back next to Jiang Yang, "How about we go back during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Jiang Yang thinks it’s okay.
Logically speaking, he should be nervous, but he just can't get nervous.
Li Qingning held his cheek and said, "It's different when it comes to cooking rice."
"good."
Jiang Yang wants to cook it again.
"screw you."
The two played around for a while, but Jiang Yang failed in the end because Sister Ning said she wanted to read the novel written by Jiang Yang. When she said this, she also used a coquettish tone. Sister Ning acted coquettishly, and everyone Unstoppable.
There are five stories in "Jieyou Grocery Store". Although it is a novel, each story is only a novella, and each story has 40,000 to 50,000 words. For some people, typing is like a snail, and they cannot write thousands of words a day, but Jiang Yang's typing is not bad, especially after polishing his memory, inspiration comes out in a gurgling way, and it is really like being inspired to write.
What’s more, he has already written part of it.
With Sister Ning making dinner for Jiang Yang and bringing it to her personally, Jiang Yang slept normally at night, got up in the morning to clean up, and finally wrote the first chapter of the story before going out.
After Li Qingning glanced at it, he finally asked the question he had been wondering about for a long time. Why was the background set in an island country again this time?
"It's fun."
Jiang Yang said it is reasonable.
Jiang Yang thought this was some kind of bad taste.
He hopes that one day a group of foreigners will say, ah, why can't we write our fantasy? "Harry Potter" was written by that beast Jiang Yang, and "The Hobbit" was written by a Chinese. Is he better than us? I also know more about fantasy...
Doesn’t this sound pleasant?
He cannot change the world.
But it can make the world interesting
As for making money, that comes second. Besides, if you want to make money writing books, you should only write books if you have a bad stomach.
Li Qingning doesn’t like reading in front of the computer.
Too tired.
Jiang Yang printed out this chapter and then went to change his clothes.
He made an appointment with Uncle Wang today to see a bird friend who is in a mental hospital.
The clothes he changed into were matched by Li Qingning. The upper body was a short-sleeved loose white T with a bear on the chest, and the lower body was navy blue shorts. When he went out, Li Qingning reminded him, "Put on those high-top canvas shoes." The shoes are put in the shoe cabinet outside."
Jiang Yang doesn’t like to wear them. He wants to go out in slippers.
Li Qingning: “Show off your legs.”
Jiang Yang thought it was better to wear shoes.
In case of an emergency, run quickly.
There are quite a few emergencies. For example, a car hit me while I was walking. In the end, it was found that the driver who caused the accident had taken too many prescription analgesics.
This is all possible.
As someone who has had two car accidents, he feels it is better to be cautious.
He changed his shoes at the door.
Li Qingning tied her hair into a ponytail, threw Jiang Yang's clothes into the washing machine, turned on the sweeping robot, and turned on the TV. After hearing "It's good to be full", she went to the study to take out the novel Jiang Yang had printed.
(End of this chapter)