The line of morning and dusk does not divide the world into day and night. Instead, it gently leaves a diffuse area for people to learn to miss.

At half past six in the morning, a glimmer of light erupted from the sky after dawn, and the yellow flag and purple cover were like a combination of dark gold and fire.

It was the dawn.

In the previous life, Song Yanming would often work all night and then serve a bowl of soy milk and two fritters in a breakfast shop near the West Fourth Ring Road, and then go home to rest with the morning light.

It was a very hard time, and it was an experience in his entire life in order to survive.

In the past, when he recalled that time, he always felt that the past was unbearable, but now that he recalls it, he feels at ease.

He used to walk slowly but steadily, never skimming the scenery around him step by step, but now he walks fast, but too fast......

Dididi, a sudden ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted Song Yanming's thoughts.

"Hey, where are you, why are people gone in the morning. Come to your house to see your ......"

"I'm having breakfast and I'll be back right away. ”

Song Yanming casually interrupted Jiang Su's words, they flew to the capital overnight after the celebration banquet last night, and today he wants to go back to the company for a meeting.

Jiang Su's uneasy voice sounded on the other end of the phone: "Where are you having breakfast, do you want me to pick you up?"

"No, do you want to eat anything, I'll bring it back for you. ”

"Uh... A bowl of fried liver, two taels of steamed buns"

"Hey, I'm pretty good at eating, so I'll hang up first. ”

Song Yanming chuckled and hung up the phone, turned his head to the busy boss of the store, and then stood up from the steps outside the store and put on a mask.

As the sky gets brighter, there are more people on the roadside who are in a hurry, and they wear masks and insurance.

"Fried liver and steamed buns, plus a bowl of soy milk and two fritters you just ate just now, a total of 32 yuan. The fat proprietress with an apron said as she quickly handed the fried liver and buns to Song Yanming.

Song Yanming took the food and smiled: "Yo, your price has risen fast enough, and it was 20 days ago to eat these things." ”

"Look at what you're talking about, isn't this a boiling price, pork used to sell for only 12 yuan a catty, but now it has doubled. ”

"Yes, it's better than before. Song Yanming waved to the boss with the other hand holding the food: "Okay, I won't talk to you, there are still people waiting to eat at home, see you later." ”

The proprietress smiled and said that now young men are buying more and more breakfast for their objects, and there were few such men before!

Song Yanming smiled and didn't say anything more, turned around and got on Ou Lu, who was parked on the side of the road, and slowly left.

"In the past, it was slow, and the carriages, horses, and mails were slow......"

In the early morning, with a hint of coolness, the wind blew in from the car window, Song Yanming's forehead bangs flew up, and he suddenly remembered a song adapted from Mr. Mu Xin's work.

Song Yanming drove back to his residence near the workers' stadium while humming a song, the name of the community is Sanlitun No. 1, an apartment of more than 270 square meters, three bedrooms and two living rooms.

It is said that this apartment is aimed at landmark buildings such as Xinxiang One57 and Wudu Hyde Park No. 1. Song Yanming didn't know if he could really benchmark it, but at least he still looked very feeling.

Looking down on the bustling streets of the capital from a height of more than 100 meters, my heart is full of pride.

"Seriously, I'm envious. ”

Jiang Su stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the scene of traffic on the ground, and said in a rather weak tone.

Song Yanming opened the breakfast and set it up: "Hurry up and eat, I'll let you buy a set next year." ”

"I believe it, Childe, you must come on. ”

Yesterday, Song Yanming's photo swiped the screen with a sentence on fire: In addition to the triple snow on the monarch's body, who in the world is worthy of white clothes. His fans are now starting to call him Gongzi, and Jiang Su and Concubine Fu are also following suit.

"You're good, don't look worthless. ”

Jiang Su stepped on his high heels and returned to the dining table and sat down: "Okay, then let's talk about work, when are you going home?"

"Tomorrow, I'll leave when this place is settled, and I won't have to go back to the magic capital to rehearse in two days. Song Yanming replied tentatively.

"Tomorrow may not work, the day after tomorrow we have to go to CCTV for an interview, and if it goes well, we will participate in a show. ”

Song Yanming was stunned when he heard this, and asked in an uncertain tone: "CCTV's program...... That's what you said yesterday?"

You must know that traffic stars on CCTV is a very good thing, CCTV dad has always been free of stains when choosing artists, and the reviews cannot be very bad.

And now he is about to be sprayed into a sieve by netizens, station B has a lot of ghost animals about his participation in the creation camp, and he was so angry a few days ago that he had the urge to send a lawyer's letter.

"No, it's an unexpected surprise. I just got the invitation this morning, otherwise I wouldn't have come to you early in the morning. It was inquired that your mother's teacher was very optimistic about you. ”

"How do you curse. ”

"Your mother's teacher, Mr. Yuan Sheng, is the deputy director of CCTV, do you know?"

Jiang Su said quietly while eating steamed buns, and Song Yanming's heart trembled when he heard this. He only knew that Ms. Ning graduated from the Department of Journalism of Jida University and then stayed on to teach, but he really didn't know who Ms. Ning's teacher was.

Seeing that Song Yanming didn't reply, Jiang Su continued: "The second season of CCTV's "National Treasure", now that the overall planning is completed, the guests will not be invited. Someone in the station suggested that traffic stars be invited to achieve the idea of attracting young audiences, but they have not been able to decide who to invite. ”

"Then yesterday Director Yuan privately praised you, the young man is very good, and he has the temperament of a humble gentleman. This sentence...... Reach the ears of the program director...... Then he made a shooting plan overnight and quickly sent me an invitation. ”

After listening to the ins and outs, Song Yanming was speechless for a long time, and it took a long time before he held back a sentence, "It's good." ”

Jiang Su, who had just finished eating, said with emotion while packing the box: "The first time we met in the car, I thought I had prepared for your family, but now I think we have to talk about it again." Think about what other immortal lineup you have at home. ”

"It's really gone, my ancestors were the kind of landlords who were beaten, and it wasn't until my father's generation that he made a fortune and abducted my mother to be his wife...... My mother's family is even more poor for eight generations, and she has sold tofu for eight generations, and it is only when my mother is considered a literate person. ”

Jiang Su was speechless, silently giving a thumbs up.

"What to force it to say...... My brother's fiancée's family seems to be ...... It seems to be not bad. ”

Song Yanming carefully recalled the details in his memory and described it with a very euphemistic word.

"What do you mean it's good?"

"It's very good, it's very good, my family hasn't said it in detail, I haven't asked, anyway, it's very good. ”

"Okay, don't worry about how good your sister-in-law is, let's talk about it later. ”

Jiang Su looked at Song Yanming with a serious face: "The Northern Lights Studio is going to Pengcheng to shoot endorsements, Fu Jing's agent buys hot search porcelain, and there is intrigue within your group." All these things illustrate a problem, there is no monolithic collective in the world. ”

"It's like your brother talking to you, he brings you resources and his enemies notice you...... So you know what I mean. ”

Song Yanming nodded obediently: "Well, I'm just an ordinary worker, someone feeds the cake to appreciate the face, I must catch it in the most comfortable posture." If you can stand up, you will never sit. ”