Chapter 282 letitbe
The actress put down her phone, opened the door and went in.
Her boyfriend with dyed yellow hair, practicing guitar for three days fishing and two days posting on the net, is watching a video right now. Hearing that she came in, I felt guilty. I was about to close the webpage, but I felt too guilty, so I didn't close it.
The actress looked at her boyfriend, and suddenly remembered that he and Jiang Yang had sat together on the day of commercial shooting.
Not because of this reason.
She asked her boyfriend, "What did you talk to Director Jiang about that day?"
"Director Jiang?"
Her boyfriend thought for a while, "Oh, it's just that Xiaobai—husband of the big devil."
He deliberately emphasized the identity of Director Jiang, lest his girlfriend have other thoughts, "I didn't talk about anything, I just introduced it, I am Gao Le from the Lego band, and I was lively when I performed at the bar, that's all, what's the matter ?”
The actress thought about it, and although it was awkward for her husband to brag in front of the big devil, there was nothing wrong with it.
That doesn't seem to be the reason.
"No more?"
She asked casually.
Boyfriend said: "And he watches detective cartoons, I told him who the murderer is."
"are you crazy."
The actress is convinced, what's wrong with it, it's not because of this, Director Jiang thinks he is unprofessional.
Of course, it’s also possible that when she first brought her boyfriend to the set, she seemed unprofessional.
"ah?"
The boyfriend couldn't help but look at the barrage that was about to be sent out. This video is an introduction to the book "Murder on the Orient Express". He just typed a line: "Everyone in this car is a murderer except for the detectives. The author's idea Real cowhide", he hasn't sent it yet.
He silently closed the video page.
The actress thought that since the matter was over, she didn't think about anything else.
She stood up, "Let's go, let's go shopping and have hot pot for dinner."
When she is not very happy, she likes to eat hot pot.
Especially good in summer.
Sweating all over, I forgot all my troubles.
Can-
Her boyfriend took the guitar: "You go, I'll wait for you at home, I'll practice the guitar for a while."
If this is the usual, the actress might say that you practice hard.
But now, there was an unknown fire in her heart.
She tried hard to hold back.
She moved a chair and sat down, "I think we should have a good talk."
When her boyfriend saw her being serious, he couldn't help but put down the guitar, "What are you talking about?"
He was very afraid of this talk, deeply afraid that what he was talking about was a breakup.
The actress thought for a while: "Have we been together since college, eight years now?"
"yes."
The boyfriend felt uneasy.
"For these eight years, I have always supported you in playing music, right?"
"yes."
The boyfriend was beating a drum in his heart.
The actress turned on her phone, flipped to daytime, and saved a piece of information, "The New Blood Project of the Grapefruit Music Festival has started. As long as you enter the top five in the finals, you will have the opportunity to perform on stage at the Grapefruit Music Festival—this is your last chance."
The drumming in the boyfriend’s heart stopped, as long as it’s not a breakup, but these words—
"What's the meaning?"
The actress put down her mobile phone, "Do you know what you talk to me the most when you accompany me shopping or eating? Ah, I want to practice singing, I want to practice guitar, I want to write songs, ah, you delay my practice Ah, watching a movie, I wasted two hours of practicing time. I asked you to help hang the clothes, and I was still in the washing machine when I came back at night. You said, ah, I forgot to practice guitar—OK, no problem, we invite the teacher, I will give you a lot of time to practice. But what about you, you practice for half an hour looking at your mobile phone, you practice for an hour and complain that your hands hurt, and the big devil still has to practice six or seven hours a day, you are even more genius than the big devil! What is hard work? Hard work is not for me! You **** ask yourself, why don’t you sleep at night! You’re regretting that you didn’t practice hard during the day!”
"Last chance. You made the top five, I will continue to support you. If you don't make it, don't make any excuses, don't talk to me about ideals, find a job, we eat normally, go to work, go out to play-don't **** talk about me Delayed you!!"
A lie has been exposed.
There was a wound in his heart.
He opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything in the end, his head is a mess now.
After sitting for a long time, when it was getting dark, he came back to his senses, took the key and went out, hailed a taxi on the side of the street, and reported the name of a hot pot restaurant.
The taxi driver is a female driver. She is on the radio, and she has the voice of a big devil.
The show was halfway through, and they talked about a book "The Grocery Store".
He didn't listen much.
He is now thinking about what the girlfriend said.
Until he heard Mrs. Orange say: "There is a passage in this book that I remember deeply. He said that there is no need for any specific reason for the relationship between people. Even if there is on the surface, it may be Because the heart has already left, I made up those excuses after the fact. Because if the heart has not left, when the situation that will lead to the breakdown of the relationship occurs, someone should work hard to save it..."
He came back to his senses and looked at the radio, "If the heart hasn't left, someone is trying to save—"
Today's remarks are considered open.
He was always worried about breaking up, but when the relationship was about to fall apart, it was she who made the effort to save it.
Her heart hasn't left yet.
This passage is so well written, it made him understand a lot while he was ignorant.
He got out of the taxi, and there was a bookstore next to him, he went in and bought a book, then entered the shopping mall, and arrived at a hot pot restaurant, she was eating alone, he sat opposite her, "I promise you, just this once. "
They ate hot pot and went home. He specifically read the chapter mentioned in the radio program.
Then-
As a member of the band, he was very curious about what kind of band the Beatles were. It was written in the book, and they went to the island country to perform, shocked the island country, and let a big man hear that they went to the island country to perform. Just cried tears streaming down my face.
Exaggerated it.
This band must be fabricated, because as a practitioner, he has listened to quite a few band albums, and is familiar with well-known bands in history. He has never heard of such a band with such an exaggerated influence. , and no more.
Then, the author also wrote the documentary "Let It Come Naturally", which is composed of the concert rehearsals and live performances before the band disbanded. The protagonist learned his favorite sentence from this documentary and from the disbandment of the band.
This is even more impossible.
With such an influential band, it is impossible for him not to know, so this band must be fabricated.
However, he had to admire the author.
In order to write a novel, I invented a band and wrote many song titles.
It was so serious that he almost thought that there really was such an awesome band.
Really awesome!
I just don’t know if there is another song made up. If it can be made up, he is happy to call the author a god.
He is also cheap, so he searched for The Beatles on the music platform.
Then-
Pop a "Let It Be" Go with the flow, The Beatles.
"Grass!"
He went straight from lying down to a sit-up, wouldn’t there really be this band, would there really be this song?
His memory is confused?
Is he ignorant?
He buys in doubt, plays.
Then-
“…Andwhenthebrokenheartedpeople(When all the sad people in the world)Livingintheworldagree(All agree)Therewillbeananswer, letitbe(There will be an answer, let it be)…”
demon king!
This is the voice of the Great Demon King!
Absolutely can't go wrong!
Still playing and singing on the guitar!
Huh, I didn’t release the pigeons, and I still owe four chapters.
remember
(end of this chapter)