Chapter 392 Oxygen
The man didn't understand Jiang Yang.
"Good."
He smiled, gave the money to Jiang Yang, and asked Jiang Yang to scan the QR code.
Jiang Yang swept six cans, and handed five cans to the man. He thought that the man brought them to his companions. Who knew that after he thanked Jiang Yang, he took the five cans and went to the rest area next to him, sat on a chair, and honked, Open a can and drink.
Jiang Yang looked at him in surprise.
The man raised the Coke in his hand and said with a smile, "I don't have a wife."
Jiang Yang nodded.
He took a sip of Coke, thinking that when a man drinks iced Coke, no one will remind him, and when his stomach hurts, there will be no one to gently rub his stomach.
Jiang Yang looked at his watch, "The drama is about to begin."
The man made a "please" gesture, "I am the screenwriter and director of this drama."
"ah?"
Jiang Yang looked at the man up and down, which was too misleading, the young screenwriter, he thought it was a young screenwriter.
"I went in."
Jiang Yang nodded to him, and went in to watch "Death of a Community Animal".
This drama is really good.
A newly recruited employee refused to work overtime at the beginning, and refused to be a social animal, but then the house, sister, car, and children were like shackles on him, crushing his spine, and finally, in order to work, he was not a social animal. Learn to bray like a donkey in front of former leaders.
Because of the playfulness and absurdity of the drama, it was quite funny at the beginning, but in the end it made people unable to laugh.
Jiang Yang even thought of the night when he was fired, and he felt the same way, so at the end of the play, he couldn't help applauding. The writing is really good. Although it is not different from "Birdman", it is similar to his Comparing the best in my hometown is not comparing with him.
This is the last play.
This is a stage drama, which shows how powerful this drama is.
However, it is not time to end the show, and the evaluation will be held later.
It’s just that Jiang Yang just drank Coke and drank a lot of water. He was in a hurry to go to the toilet, so he backed out first. When he came out of the toilet, he saw the man still sitting in the seat in front of the drama, holding a glass of water Coke, leaning on the back of the chair, looked up at the ceiling.
Jiang Yang thought there was a lollipop on the ceiling.
He glanced at it, but there was nothing there, and took out a lollipop from his pocket.
He was about to go back to the theater when he saw the man's hand holding the soda trembling, Jiang Yang thought he was sick again. The sign of his grandfather's cerebral infarction was that he was trembling and couldn't hold the bowl. The family took him to the hospital, but he didn't go. He insisted that his arm was numb due to sleep. Then the family was a little lucky, and finally missed the best time for treatment. Although a life was saved, the legs and feet were all weak.
He walked over, "Hey, are you okay?"
The man leaning back on the chair suddenly sat up straight, the Coke in his hand spilled all over his pants.
Jiang Yangxin said that this uncle can't do it. One drama took more than an hour, and five cans haven't been finished yet. Fortunately, he thought he had met a master.
The man looked at Jiang Yang: "The result is out? Who is first!"
Jiang Yang shook his head. Seeing that he was fine, he felt relieved. Then, seeing that he was extremely nervous and his cans were crumpled, he couldn't help asking: "Is the first prize so important to you?"
"Who doesn't want to be recognized for their efforts and hard work."
The man smiled reluctantly, and took another sip of the soda, but it could be seen that he was now like a string, taut.
Jiang Yang nodded.
He probably understands that it’s a bit like watching a game. If his favorite team reaches the finals, he wouldn’t even dare to watch the game. Play it back, if it’s not good, I swear I won’t watch it again.
That’s just from the perspective of fans.
If it were my own team, I would probably be as nervous as the man is now.
But understanding belongs to understanding.
Jiang Yang couldn't understand it.
He looked at the theater and probably knew why. Jiang Yang admired them very much, he didn't have such ability, so Jiang Yang said: "I just watched "Death of a Social Animal" is very good."
"certainly-"
Jiang Yang immediately emphasized, "Birdman is even better!"
The man looked at him: "Are you speaking of comfort?"
The man looked up at him in surprise: "Are you the husband of the Great Demon King?"
Jiang Yang: "Is that the screenwriter's signature?"
That's pretty good.
Wait for him to spread this name all over the world, let everyone know that the Great Demon King belongs to him.
The man didn't answer him, but looked Jiang Yang up and down.
He hasn't seen Birdman.
Not only did he dare not watch the results of his own play, but he also did not dare to watch the play of his competitors, for he was afraid that he would know that he had lost just by looking at it.
He is afraid of losing.
But Jiangyang—
He still eats lollipops, young, energetic, and so confident.
The man couldn't help but feel a burst of frustration, "Are you sure you're winning?"
He thought, when will he be able to stand here calmly like Jiang Yang, laughing and waiting for the result.
"I think I can win."
Jiang Yang said this not because of confidence, but because of belief.
Hometown will always be his strong backing.
He thinks that men should also believe that they can win, ""Death of a Social Animal" is really great, I admire you very much."
This is not observed in reality, and such a text cannot be produced by relying on imagination.
Many of his jokes are exaggerations based on real workplace issues.
It looks like it was written with care.
The man took a sip of Coke, "Admiration me? Everyone said that your "Birdman" was well written, and my mother also said yes."
"I'm different."
Jiang Yang told him not to compare himself with himself, "You are not in the same realm as me, my wife is the Great Demon King."
The man thought for a while: "It's true."
He looked at Jiang Yang again.
quite handsome.
Some time ago, when he heard that the potential rival screenwriter was the husband of the Great Demon King, he still wondered who he was, Ruya? hansome? Have a poetic and bookish spirit in your chest? Many faces flashed in front of him, but they still couldn't match the identity of the big devil's husband.
Now match up.
I don’t know why, but I feel that the person in front of me is the husband of the Great Demon King, which is quite natural.
He is a fan of the Great Devil.
I don't care about the life and gossip of the big devil, but he is definitely the most senior fan of the big devil, because sometimes he relies on a song of the big devil to support him, "Oxygen", a very unpopular song, in the big devil In the first album, when everyone liked "The Wind Rises", he only liked this song. This song is a very classic ballad. When he saw a fish, he slowly drowned in the water.
A very strange song.
How can a fish drown in the water, but a man can empathize.
He picked up a can of Coke, "I haven't drunk it."
“An open can of Coke has no soul.”
Jiang Yang spoke, but his hands didn't listen, so he took a sip of it.
The man leaned back in the chair again, looking at the ceiling, "Your way of comforting people is quite unique."
Perhaps, this is the reason why he was able to marry the Great Demon King.
He clarified to Jiang Yang, "I'm afraid of losing, but not because I'm afraid of losing to you, but because of my mother."
I don't know why. Jiang Yang belongs to the Great Demon King, or Jiang Yang comforts people in a very unique way, which makes him have a desire to confide.
The man told Jiang Yang that his mother was a screenwriter for Jingyi, who had won numerous awards. She was very strict with his siblings since she was a child. Don't think about it all day long, and do everything with trepidation. In drama, the requirements are stricter, as if only the first prize can be exchanged for a moment of respite.
Fish cannot live without water.
However, freshwater fish will still die when they fall into seawater.
I was on my way yesterday, and I was very tired. Sorry everyone, there will be updates later.
(end of this chapter)