"Brother Bian! Elder brother! Big, the big devil's car! ”

As soon as the two of them arrived at the car, Erha inadvertently turned around and was stunned when he saw the color of the car.

When Jiang Yang put down the trunk and left, flashing out the license plate and logo, he suddenly woke up. They photographed this car this morning, and the big demon king drove out of the community alone.

He slammed the front of the shore and threw half of his soaked cigarette into the bottle of mineral water.

"it!"

Bian An glanced back, hurriedly got into the car, and his leg hurt when he hit the car, but his movements were not sloppy at all, he got the camera neatly, and took a picture through the front windshield, but only photographed Jiang Yang's back when he got into the car, and the car quickly drove away.

Even so, the side bank breathed a sigh of relief.

At least we can make a difference today.

Erha was still in a state of shock, "Bian, Brother Bian, so to speak, that brother just now, yes, yes, yes......"

It was only then that the shore slowly calmed down.

Then, he slapped the door of his head, "Let's two pig brains!" ”

This kid has appeared in the community, in the underground parking lot, and he looks so handsome, they should consider this possibility.

Erha thought back and felt that when he saw him yesterday, his dirty clothes and the baked gluten in his hands confused them.

But—

This appearance and character, as a fan, Erha is recognized.

Bian An rubbed his legs, "You recognize the use of fart." ”

Erha asked with concern: "Brother Bian, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, you come and drive."

Bian An looked at the photos in the camera, and although he couldn't see what the person looked like, his height and age could be locked.

"Get off work and go home."

He said.

**********

After getting in the car, Li Qingning handed the paper to Jiang Yang, "Why is your head wet?" ”

Jiang Yang told the experience just now.

He took out his mobile phone and sent it to Hou Bing: "I saw a takeaway guy fall just now, it can't be you." ”

"Get out!"

Hou Bing replied quite quickly, "I hope I'll be better." ”

"Then slow down."

"Don't worry, I'm good at driving."

After Hou Bing sent this line, he got up from the ground and tried to wipe the mud off his legs, "How does this kid know that I fell?" ”

As soon as Jiang Yang sent a message, Zhou Hao called.

"Jiangyang!"

Zhou Hao's voice was so loud that he almost deafed Jiang Yang's ears, he hurriedly took the phone farther away, "What's wrong?" ”

"Cow break!"

Zhou Haogan bowed down, "You will be my uncle in the future!" Uncle, this idea is too bullish, how did you come up with it, it almost made me cry, cow, give me one of your thighs, I won't lose it in the future! ”

"Fuck your uncle."

Jiang Yang thought something was wrong, but after thinking about it, was he scolding himself?

Zhou Hao's move is a bit powerful.

He shook his head and told Li Qingning about the plan he had done today.

He was afraid that Li Qingning would not be able to perceive the goodness of this idea, especially the subtlety of this idea used in the promotional video of the flower shop, so he told the script he wrote in detail from the beginning, and even talked a little bit, and he was thirsty, and he did not forget to explain the crossing relationship in between.

Li Qingning hummed from time to time.

Jiang Yang finally asked carefully, "What do you think?" ”

"It's good."

Li Qingning looked left and right and drove the car into the community.

The car was quiet.

Li Qingning turned his head and glanced at Jiang Yang, "No wonder Zhou Hao called you uncle on his mobile phone." ”

"He's exaggerating."

Although Jiang Yang was modest on his lips, it was not the same thing on his face.

Li Qingning stopped the car, looked back at Jiang Yang, and tapped Jiang Yang's forehead with his finger, "You, use such a great idea for others, when will you write a MV for your wife, otherwise I will be jealous." ”

Jiang Yang said that he had better ideas, and the ending was not so tragic.

"That's it."

Li Qingning kissed him.

They got out of the car, Li Qingning took Jiang Yang's coat off in the back seat, Jiang Yang followed, went to the trunk to get the book, and went upstairs together. After going back, Li Qingning put Jiang Yang's clothes in the laundry room, turned on the TV and chose Kyoto Satellite TV.

Jiangyang's public service announcement will be broadcast soon.

Jiang Yang was busy in the kitchen.

Sister Ning's dinner is very simple, an apple and a cup of yogurt, Jiang Yang can't.

Also turning on the TV is Mrs. Orange.

She remembered Sister Chen's words and deliberately turned on the TV to see how the public service announcement of this talented man was filmed.

Mrs. Orange is too curious about this "Jiang Yang".

Not only because of the bearded man's appearance as a treasure after getting the manuscript, but also because he is the husband of the Great Demon King.

Mrs. Orange is a fan of the Great Demon King.

Her house has a limited edition vinyl record of all the albums the Great Demon King has ever released, and even the vinyl record of the last album of the Great Demon King Waterloo. This last album is because of Waterloo, and there are very few commemorative vinyl records.

She also asked Sister Chen to ask the big devil to sign these vinyl records.

She is usually reluctant to take it out and put it on, and only when she is in a particularly bad mood or a particularly good mood, she picks a record to play.

Mrs. Orange loves the sound of the big devil on vinyl.

She stubbornly believes that the waveform on the record, the ups and downs of the ravine, that is the most real sound recorded by the big demon when he opened his voice, and the moment the record sounds, it is the big devil singing beside her.

Mr. Orange has said more than once that this is a psychological effect, but what about him.

Among the albums released by the Great Demon King, many people did not like the last album.

However, Mrs. Orange only liked that last album.

The big devil folk debut was the first few albums to show his talent wantonly, the penultimate album was composed by the golden boy Hu Xiang, slowly turned to lyricism, and when it came to the last album, it was rumored that the golden boy Hu Xiang confessed to be rejected, the golden boy and the girl parted ways, and the big demon began to work on his own lyrical album, and then this album failed.

Many people believe that the failure of this album is a failure to worry about giving new words.

But Mrs. Orange is the best at raising the bar, and likes to look at the problem from the opposite angle.

She felt that this album was as important as the first album of the Great Demon King, because this failed album was full of the Great Demon King's longing for love, misunderstandings, misunderstandings, and the youthfulness that should have belonged to her age.

In the previous album, the big devil was talented, amazing, and people floating in the sky did not belong to mortals, but this album let Mrs. Orange know that the big devil is also a little girl in the eyes of her, a middle-aged person who is about to enter the age of not being confused.

Now, the little girl of the past has grown up and knows the taste of love, and she can write "Until Death" to ridicule love, and sing "Legend" to declare love.

She wanted to see who had made up for the weakest item of the Great Demon King.

Mr. Orange handed her a bottle of craft beer that he had taken back from Liu Tao, "I forgot that we have a TV at home." ”

Mrs. Orange also sighed, "yes, I haven't watched TV for a long time." ”

What they didn't expect was that they finally turned on the TV, and they were waiting to watch an advertisement, Mr. Orange couldn't laugh or cry, "This experience is quite chic." ”

Mrs. Orange looked at the TV, "Don't say it, this ad is not bad." ”

"Hmm."

Mr. Orange agrees, "This Biyuntao advertisement is kind of interesting. ”

After he had two children, he could very well understand the light in the eyes of the brother on TV when he kept calling the children home for dinner, and the expression that life was worse than death. It's really hard to serve two children, let alone so many children.