"Hello Auntie. Wang Yang looked at the woman in the co-pilot and said hello.

The woman turned her head to look at Wang Yang, and said with a smile: "Hello~"

"This is my wife, you can just call her Aunt Wu. Wang Liren pointed to the woman and said.

"Okay, Aunt Wu. Wang Yang nodded and said.

Aunt Wu also smiled and nodded.

After the greeting, the car also started, and Wang Yang also determined the reason why Zhou Qinghui was so abnormal, this Aunt Wu was the female cousin in her mouth.

What happened in the living room just now can be explained, Zhou Qinghui's behavior of putting the wrong strings in her brain may be a kind of pitiful "revenge" against Wang Liren.

Compared with Aunt Wu who is sitting in the co-pilot at the moment, Zhou Qinghui does not compare to her in many places, Zhou Qinghui is beautiful, but she is not the kind of beauty that makes people shine, if she could not let herself get closer to Wang Liren, Wang ** would not have been with her to that extent.

Aunt Wu in front of her is different, she has a kind of charm~ This is a feeling that Wang Yang is not easy to describe, if you find a word to describe it, it is a bit like a "fox spirit", but her charm is not the kind of charm of the fox spirit, nor is it the smell of wind and dust, Wang Yang is not easy to describe, it may be that he has experienced too few women! Wang Yang thought.

I don't know Aunt Wu's age, but just looking at her face, she is younger than Zhou Qinghui, with a melon seed face, when she speaks, she smiles at the corners of her mouth, her eyes are slightly squinted, and her lips are a little thin.

There is heating in the car, so Aunt Wu only wears a sweater on her upper body, and from Wang Yang's perspective, she looks at the side of the ridge as a peak!

After meeting Wang Liren, Wang Yang was in a nervous state at first, he had never had close contact with such a big official, restrained, this is Wang Yang's current state.

But later, Wang Liren concentrated on driving, and Wang Yang gradually relaxed.

Wang Wufan doesn't seem to have a very good relationship with his father, basically except for a few words when he got in the car, Wang Wufan didn't say anything after the car drove for more than half an hour.

After playing the game on Wang Yang's mobile phone for a while, he felt bored, threw the mobile phone to Wang Yang, and took a look at what Wang Yang wrote in a notebook, so he asked, "How is your writing?"

Wang Yang put down the pen and rubbed his brows: "What's the matter, bored?"

"Has this book been written?" Wang Wufan ignored him and then asked.

"It's almost over, the ending is going to end a little better, this book is done, and I don't plan to write it for the time being. Wang Yang said.

"Why, aren't there quite a few people reading your book?" asked Wang Wufan.

"I'm not a smart person, I can only do one thing well when I concentrate on it, I write books well when I write books, I concentrate on business when I do business, and if I am distracted, I may not do well at both ends. Wang Yang said.

"Yo~ You're humble. "Wang Wufan's Spring Festival Gala sketch tone, this is learned from Wang Yang.

"It's not modesty, it's self-knowledge. Wang Yang said.

"Wang Yang's words are good, being able to concentrate on one thing and do it well, it is rare to be able to do it anywhere. Wang Liren said.

"What kind of book did you write? Wang Yang. Wang Liren asked.

"Web novels, write whatever you want. Wang Yang said with a smile.

"What kind of theme is the online novel?" Wang Liren said.

"Fantasy is all for young people, and it is written blindly. Wang Yang said with a smile, he felt that this topic could not be talked about deeply.

"Wang Yang's book is very popular on the Internet, on the country's largest online novel website, everyone calls him the great god, his last novel directly created a genre, and now some people are starting to imitate his books. Wang Wufan explained seriously that he didn't know what the biggest novel website was, but he just heard Wang Yang brag to him about what he said, so he followed suit.

Wang Yang understands Wang Wufan's thoughts, a child works hard to prove to his father that his friends are very good, as if he is also very good, such a mentality, Wang Yang has also had it, and he strives to praise his friends, in order to prove that he has a vision, and the people he makes friends with are powerful people.

Although no matter how powerful your friends are, they have nothing to do with themselves, which is an immature mentality when you were a teenager.

Wang Yang worked hard to get along with Wang Wufan, in order to get his father's attention, as for the current effect, Wang Yang does not know.

When I was in the crew before, when an old actor led a newcomer, he said such a sentence: When you forget that you are acting, only remember that you are this role, this is the best state of an actor.

Wang Yang was not born in a professional class, and he doesn't know much about acting, but there is indeed nothing wrong with this old drama bone, after many little fresh meat become actors, it is not called acting, it is called pretending.

So Wang Yang just showed the state when he usually talked to Wang Wufan, did his best, and listened to the destiny of heaven.

"Creating a genre? That's amazing, what genre did you create?" Wang Liren then asked.

"Infinite Stream!" Wang Wufan said.

"What is Infinite Stream?" Wang Liren asked.

Then Wang Wufan gave Wang Liren a rough overview of Wang Yang's version of "Infinite Terror".

After Wang Liren listened, he didn't speak, Wang Yang couldn't figure out what Wang Liren thought, so he didn't dare to interject casually.

After a while, Wang Liren said: "The young man is very angry! How could he think of writing such a novel?"

Wang Yang explained: "This is when I was watching a movie with my brother and sister, I suddenly had an idea, at that time, I was young, I thought about what would happen if I entered the movie, if I was in the position of the main character, what could I do? After having this idea, I started writing on the Internet, and I didn't expect it to be very popular." ”

"When did you start writing novels?" asked Wang Liren.

"I started writing when I was a freshman in junior high school. Wang Yang said.

Aunt Wu turned her head and looked at Wang Yang in surprise: "The first year of junior high school, you started writing novels in the first year of junior high school, and you should be in the third year of junior high school this year, right?"

"Well, if you're still in school, you're in the third year of junior high school, so I've been writing for three years. Wang Yang nodded.

Aunt Wu looked at Wang Yang again and stopped talking.

Wang Liren looked at Wang Yang from the rearview mirror, Wang Yang's expression did not change much, Wang Liren smiled and stopped talking.

Wang Yang also lowered his head and continued to write his own things.

Wang Wufan didn't understand why everyone suddenly stopped talking, he felt bored, and leaned on the back of the chair to sleep.

Wang Yang didn't know why they didn't ask, but at this time, in order not to show his low, he could only pretend to be deep.

Writing and writing, the speed of the car slowed down, Wang Yang looked at it, it was time to the rest station, the car turned into the rest station, Wang Yang woke up Wang Wufan, and I don't know what time this guy slept yesterday?

The two went to the toilet together, Wang Yang bought a few more bottles of water, and after a few activities, he went back to the car and waited.

A woman wearing a light brown windbreaker and a scarf came over again, Aunt Wu, Wang Yang looked at her carefully, thin powder, slightly red on her lips, very white skin, white with an unhealthy feeling, looking at it from a distance, it felt about the same size as Guo Jingping.

"How old is Aunt Wu, why do you look so young?" Wang Yang asked Wang Wufan in a low voice.

"What are you doing?" asked Wang Wufan with a frown.

"It's just curious, Aunt Wu looks too young, and it doesn't quite look like what your mother said (pointing in the direction). Wang Yang said.

Wang Wufan frowned: "What did my mother tell you?"

"Something from the past. Wang Yangjue's self may have listened to it.

“…… It's more than thirty!" Wang Wufan obviously didn't want to talk about this, so Wang Yang didn't ask anymore.

But you're too perfunctory, 30 and 39 years old are both in their 30s, which is no different from not saying it!