Chapter 412 Looking forward to
Zhou Hao just wanted to defend himself.
"Rat!"
Behind Zhou Hao came his father's angry roar, "Play for fun, you know how to play every day! When I'm this old, my son will be able to make soy sauce! Get out of the park, in case an aunt takes a fancy to you it's—"
"Tsk."
Jiang Yang couldn't help but said, "Master has high expectations for you."
Zhou Hao knew that Jiang Yang was thinking wrong when he heard it, "You know what, it's a blind date corner, and now it's parents who go on blind dates for their children."
The uncle asked: "Who will play with you?"
Zhou Hao: "Friend."
Uncle Zhou approached, "Which one?"
Zhou Hao pointed to Jiang Yang's character.
Uncle Zhou muttered about Jiang Yang's game name: "I am married and I am proud! Look at others, then look at you, get out of the park."
Jiang Yang laughed.
Zhou Hao: "Your uncle Jiangyang!"
Zhou Hao had to turn off the screen of his mobile phone, get up and go out, otherwise a physical attack would follow.
As for hanging up—
This game can't be won anyway.
"Victory!"
The game pops up two words.
Jiang Yang stretched his waist.
Li Qingning got up at this moment and sat on Jiang Yang's lap, "Let me see, what's your name again."
Jiang Yang let her watch.
Li Qingning thinks the name is okay, not too outrageous, just telling the truth.
She shook the manuscript in her hand, "I've checked it, and Charlie didn't write anyone's name wrong. I asked Julie to send it to Sister Chen."
Julie is sitting in the back.
The business class they are sitting in now has only five seats.
She and Jiang Yang sat in the front, and Sister Xia sat in the back, as well as Zhu Li and a life assistant, and they were all seated by themselves.
"oh."
Jiang Yang agreed, put down his phone, and put his arms around Li Qingning's waist.
There is a small TV next to him, where you can watch programs and TV. It is playing "Sister Lang" now, and I don't know which episode it is. Anyway, it is a public performance, and it looks pretty good. "Now the actors sing so well."
Jiang Yang admired it very much. He sang and danced very well.
Li Qingning: "It was recorded in advance and the sound has been edited."
She has heard the scene, the singer's background is okay, the actor came to participate in the show, the scene is terrible, and can only rely on sound improvement.
But one thing to say, she quite liked watching it.
She lay on Jiang Yang's shoulder and watched TV leisurely.
Ms. Chen was extremely busy. In the few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the studio was extremely busy, with employee benefits, partner gifts, the launch of "Love Is Too Late", and promotional materials for the Grapefruit Music Festival.
Sister Chen was busy until noon before she had time to sit down and rest.
She took a sip of water, collapsed on the sofa, took out a lollipop from the side drawer, and put it in her mouth, "Well", Sister Chen felt that Jiang Yang knew how to enjoy it. It's quite energy energizing.
She was eating, swiped her phone, and checked the news in the group. There was someone @her just now. She was busy and didn't bother to read it.
It's nothing serious.
Mr. Orange's unit distributed moon cakes and some other things.
He took a break at noon, took time to send a copy to Sister Chen's house, and also sent two gift boxes of building blocks. Mr. Orange was in the group @陈姐, and Xu Guangzheng, and told them a gift box for their daughter, "The remaining one The gift box of Tiangong building blocks was given to Jiang Yang."
Sister Chen told them at the last meeting that Jiang Yang was playing with blocks from the Summer Palace and writing a children's book.
Now this children's book has been signed to Xu Guangzheng and his publishing house.
Liu Tao: Good guy, why didn’t I think of that.
Mrs. Liu: You rascal!
Xu Guangzheng: Should I buy some Lego for children?
Big Beard: Do you have the building blocks of "The Little Prince"? What if I write "The Little Prince 2" again?
Liu Tao: I will go to the whole set of Sherlock Holmes.
Mr. Orange: Can you be creative? Don’t copy my ideas!
Sister Chen sat up a little to facilitate typing.
Mr. Orange is giving away mooncakes and building blocks, and he even treated guests to dinner a few days ago, so Ms. Chen has to show something.
She intends to remind Jiang Yang that he can still type on the train.
Sister Chen knew that Jiang Yang was writing a science fiction novel.
She reminded Jiang Yang that if there is a science fiction novel, remember to tell her, so Jiang Yang told her when he started writing.
Sister Chen just asked a question, and Li Qingning said that it had been sent to her mailbox.
Sister Chen sat back at her desk, opened her mailbox, downloaded the document, and read the title first, like a romance novel, wouldn’t it be a soft sci-fi?
Mr. Orange will be disappointed.
Mr. Orange likes hard sci-fi, and he thinks that Jiang Yang can write hard sci-fi, not because of anything else, but because Jiang Yang’s small test in "Country Teacher" shocked him. Point the bomb at the magnificent destruction planet. In particular, the scene suddenly changed from the countryside to the grand interstellar war, which made Mr. Orange "fuck you"!
This convinced Mr. Orange that Jiang Yang could write hard science fiction with the texture of steel.
He has been waiting for Jiang Yang to write it, and he even figured out a way to send building blocks, so he almost tied Jiang Yang up and locked him in a small dark room.
As a result, now comes a soft sci-fi—
"Forget it, something is better than nothing, there is nothing to choose."
Sister Chen thought about it, dragged the manuscript back, and saw the title of the first chapter, "Close Step Complaint-1".
There are two typos in the four words!
Jiangyang is operating normally.
Jiang Yang, who has no typos, is not Jiang Yang. The manuscript of "Country Teacher" last time had many typos.
There are also children's books.
However, in the past, when Li Qingning read it, he would modify part of it.
Now this manuscript is obviously not revised.
Sister Chen said in her heart that the young couple was in an urgent mood for vacation.
She was about to look down when an assistant knocked on the door, and the scheduled meeting time came.
"Okay, I'll go right away—by the way, Xiao Zhang."
Sister Chen called her assistant to stop and asked her to prepare three more sets of gifts. Big Beard and Liu Tao were also partners.
After Xiao Zhang agreed to leave, Sister Chen glanced at the document again, and there were so many typos!
Sister Chen stopped watching, let Mr. Chengzi worry about it.
She sent the manuscript directly to Mr. Orange from the chat software, and then sent a sentence in the group: "The manuscript has been sent, Lao Xu, lock the door and don't let him take the mooncake back."
Xu Guangzheng: "Okay."
Mr. Orange: …
Mr. Orange is driving.
He just came out of Lao Xu's house, and while waiting for the traffic light, he saw the document and was very happy.
Then, he saw the message sent by Sister Chen in the group.
Mr. Orange just took it as a joke and didn't care.
Didi!
The light is green, and the car behind is urging.
Mr. Orange started the car, and his heart was as sweet as honey. This feeling is like buying the latest and best computer, just getting it from the express delivery point, before unpacking it, and then suddenly having hope in his heart.
This is the feeling this novel brings to Mr. Orange.
He likes this feeling of hope very much, and hopes that this feeling will last longer, so he drove steadily, and greeted his colleagues after returning to the unit. After returning to the office, he made tea for himself and made a Cheng Zi sat down unhurriedly.
It felt like he was holding back to go home to go to the toilet, and he didn't go right away when he got home. He got his mobile phone ready first, and then squatted comfortably on the toilet.
That moment is the happiest.
He's all set now, just waiting to open the document.
His white-faced colleague was watching beautiful women dancing house dances. Seeing his fight, he tilted his neck and asked, "Master, is there another good manuscript?"
"Jiang Yang's manuscript!"
The little boy-faced colleague became interested: "The ones who contributed to us should help others—"
"Ours."
Mr. Orange tells the boyish colleague not to disturb him.
He finally breathed out as if he was squatting on the toilet, and opened the document—
Oh shit!
Constipated!
The beginning is a typo, what are you doing!
There are two more chapters in the back, updated before going to bed, but I go to bed late.
(end of this chapter)