Chapter 154 Wen Zhaoguan
It's like doing a geometry problem and finding the auxiliary line.
After listening to Sister Chen's words, Zhang Yue felt a cool feeling pass through her head, which made her think a lot smoother in an instant.
Isn’t it a sign of respect when someone confides in you about life’s troubles?
She felt that Myolie regarded her as a trash can, but Myolie was in her hometown, she had parents, friends, and mothers of many children, but every time, almost every time, she tasted the It’s delicious. The first time my son called me mommy, the first time he lost his first tooth, and the few times he’s messed with her husband, Xing’er would tell her everything in detail.
Whether it’s making a phone call or sending countless voice messages on chat software.
She never let Zhang Yue miss every memorable part of her life.
On the contrary, Zhang Yue was tired from work, and she could paste and copy her daily life for a whole year, which made her numb. She had nothing to say, didn't want to say, was too lazy to talk, could only listen, and then got tired of listening - it was obviously her. Absent in Myolie’s life.
Since Zhang Yue didn't want to share her life, well, Myolie kept talking and told Zhang Yue every detail of her life. During this process of drifting away and losing her book, she was walking away, and Myolie was always there. Pull them together.
However, she is complaining and jealous.
When I was in college, Myolie said, what is a best friend? A best friend is when I am willing to tell you everything I see and encounter. I don’t have to organize the words or worry about saying something wrong. Yes, because I made a mistake and you know it was an unintentional mistake on my part. After sending the message, I don’t have to wait for your reply, because I know you will definitely reply when you read it.
Now, Zhang Yue has breached the contract.
She locked herself up in a cage and disliked Myolie for refusing to come in.
She even criticized Xing'er yesterday, saying that she was to blame for listening to "Someone Like Me" and feeling the same.
this-
Zhang Yue’s heart tightened.
…
“Come on, I’ll give you a drink and make amends for my son.”
Uncle Wang raised his glass and replaced the wine with tea.
Jiang Yang: "Go to Bian'er."
Old man Wang is too insidious, I am taking advantage of him here.
Uncle Wang thought for a while and said, "That's what it means anyway." He drank it in one gulp. Those who didn't know the taste really thought it was wine.
They each guarded a spittoon-like pot to cook the mutton.
At the dinner table, Uncle Wang sighed. This trip to the mental hospital was very exciting to him. Uncle Wang felt that he could no longer raise a bird, nor could he be a caged bird. He had to let himself go.
You can sing opera. It’s quite boring to sing in front of a group of old acquaintances in the park every day.
He still wanted to put on a costume and go on stage to sing in a serious manner.
He also hopes that there will be a successor to his abilities, so that he will have no regrets even if he goes crazy.
Forget it about Jiang Yang, he and his ancestor probably have a grudge against seizing their wives, so they cannot be heirs.
Jiang Yang put down his chopsticks, "I understand."
Uncle Wang just wants to add some bricks and mortar to the Peking Opera career that he has been striving for his entire life.
“I think you’d better retire in peace.”
Not to mention your age, if you want to perform on stage and sing an opera now, it’s no different than a whole theater troupe. You have to get an outfit, find a teacher, rent a theater, and finally—
"All the people here are the uncles and aunts, and you charge money. There are not many people who don't charge money. What are you trying to do? Is your son a movie star? How much money do you spend? If you have a little money, you might as well pay it in full and on time." What about taxes? By the way, your son didn’t evade taxes, did he?”
Uncle Wang was speechless, "You should worry about your wife."
“I asked my wife a long time ago.”
Of course, Jiang Yang feels that opera is not impossible to play.
He used to play games, and "Goddess Pi Guan" was popular for a while. If Uncle Wang and the others could do this, it would be quite fun. For example, in the zombie game played by Jiangyang, riding a motorcycle will pass through a stage scene. At this time, a paragraph from Wen Zhaoguan is added: "After one day after another, my heart feels like boiling oil, and all the money spent along the way is sold. I bought a sword after I got the sword." It must be very exciting.
Uncle Wang was confused, "What version of crossing Zhaoguan is this?"
Jiang Yang was stunned for a moment, then realized that he accidentally got involved in Hou Baolin's cross talk. His father loved these things the most, "That's what I meant."
Uncle Wang pondered and nodded. Jiang Yang's idea was very interesting and coincided with his own.
“Don’t look at me playing with birds all day—”
Just then a waiter passed by and looked at the two of them strangely.
Uncle Wang didn't realize it, "But I also watch short videos. I know what is popular among you young people. The king has made bad movies, Wang Zheng has a rumored girlfriend, the life he longs for is too fake, and the devil is keeping a pretty boy." I know all this."
I can't talk any more today.
Jiang Yang asked the waiter to bring him a bottle of Arctic Ocean to soothe his wounded heart.
Uncle Wang thinks he can give Jiang Yang’s idea a try. Now that retirement is no longer within the system, it’s time to have some fun. He was originally a fun-loving person, but he just became a caged bird after retirement, otherwise he would have become a lifelong friend with Jiang Yang.
The two of them prepared mutton and beef balls. The beef **** were not delicious and Uncle Wang said they were not authentic.
The two of them went home after eating.
I happened to meet Zhang Yue coming out at the gate of the community.
Li Qingning invited Zhang Yue to a meal at Long Mansion.
Zhang Yue now knows that the success of the Big Devil does not come randomly. Even on weekends, the Big Devil's time is fully scheduled. She has a strict schedule of what musical instrument to practice in the morning, what kind of exercise to do, and what instrument to practice in the afternoon. All that is left for Zhang Yue is one and a half hours of class time every Saturday and Sunday morning.
but-
She saw that Li Yu had reserved a lot of time to spend with her husband.
This is true love.
After meeting Jiang Yang, Zhang Yue nodded to him, put on his headphones, and opened "Old Friends".
After meeting Li Yu in person, Zhang Yue had a deeper feeling when listening to this song. Inadvertently, Li Yu's beautiful face emerged, which sounded more friendly.
She was also more fascinated by the Great Demon King.
This song is so well written. It is about the devil himself and also sings about Myolie.
Zhang Yue is very lucky to have such a friend who confides her life and troubles to her, making her feel blessed despite being blessed.
Zhang Yue was also very curious about the manuscript that Sister Chen read.
This manuscript made Sister Chen very healing and appreciative, and it also gave her an enlightenment.
It's a pity that she can't check it casually. There are corresponding clauses in the confidentiality contract she signed. She is probably afraid that the melody written by the devil or the privacy will be leaked.
Although it is a pity, it is not impossible to read it in the future. Sister Chen works as an editor in a publishing house and has already ordered this book for her husband in advance. This book will be published in the future, so it will not be too late to read it.
After Zhang Yue got on the subway, she called Myolie, “Guess who I will tutor in Japanese today?”
“Who is it?”
Xing'er became interested and thought for a while, "What a handsome guy!"
“Her husband is a handsome guy.”
Xing'er was confused, "Female, a star?"
"demon king!"
Zhang Yue subconsciously took the phone away, and sure enough, a harsh scream came from the phone. After a while, Myolie asked her to speak quickly, "Is he really the big devil? You didn't lie to me. Is he handsome? You want to give me the whole process. Hey, you just said that her husband is a handsome guy. Have you met him?" ? What does he look like? Is he very handsome and stylish! I am a bitch! Don’t let my expectations be disillusioned!"
Zhang Yue thought for a while, "Let's talk about your husband first."
Xing'er said it wasn't important yet. She looked at the driving recorder. This social beast was listening to the emo "Someone Like Me" in the car. She felt that she was vulgar and cowardly, unwilling to fall but not seeking to improve. She hated herself and felt that she was He is an inexplicable person, and almost no one cares about him. Yesterday, he was in emo, so he was not very close. Today at noon, he remembered that he had to work overtime. Myolie gave him a flight, and all his worries were gone.
Zhang Yue was speechless. Is it really okay to tell her this?
Xing'er couldn't wait to ask, "Tell me first, does the Big Devil look better on TV or in real life?"
Zhang Yue thought for a moment, "She looks many times better in real life than on TV! Her skin is so good and flawless, I really don't know how to take care of it—"
They started gossiping.
There is one more chapter, don’t wait
(End of this chapter)