Erha and Bian'an hurriedly got into the car and took out the SLR and other equipment.

Li Qingning wore a red checkered vest on the upper body, and low-waisted jeans on the lower body, cleverly outlining the waist curve, and it was a scenery when walking. When she walked to the car, she saw Jiang Yang looking at his mobile phone, so she quietly walked over from behind and covered his eyes with her hands.

Jiang Yang said: "I'm confused. ”

Li Qingning put down his hand, "I'll take a look." ”

Jiang Yang turned his face sideways to let her look, "It's in the dust." ”

Li Qingning was just about to blow it on her, but Jiang Yang suddenly kissed her, and her eyes were better.

"It's boring."

Li Qingning patted him and asked him to get in the car.

After returning home, after dinner, Jiang Yang continued to write "Rejuvenation", because he had to constantly polish his memory, Jiang Yang took up another period of running time in the morning, and finally finished writing. Jiang Yang read it again, to be honest, this book is not brilliant except for the setting, and it is very different from the movie, so that after some people read the original book, they feel that it is too difficult to write the screenplay for the movie.

Jiang Yang also thinks so, but since it appears in his mind, let's write it down, maybe it can be made into a script introduction.

Li Qingning has been waiting for Jiang Yang.

After Jiang Yang finished writing, she printed it out, and she wanted to see what Jiang Yang was writing.

However, she was disappointed this time.

She looked at a beginning, she was born as an old man, which was quite unusual, but the flow account wrote that his father was surprised to see the protagonist, and after buying clothes, the back was really lackluster, Li Qingning was not watching, she had dinner with Jiang Yang and drove to the company.

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Zhou Hao installed the game console yesterday, and Jiang Yang happily played the game as soon as he got out of the car.

Li Qingning did not forget to tell him, "Remember to rest your eyes." ”

Jiang Yang gestured to a knowing gesture.

Li Qingning locked the car, and after entering the office, she took the coffee in Zhu Li's hand, and as soon as she put the manuscript paper aside, Sister Chen walked in, she was holding a document, very strange, "Qingning, is this the foundation like this?" ”

Sister Chen didn't know at all.

"Oh."

Li Qingning glanced at the document and remembered that this is a foundation that assists the traffic safety department in improving and transforming road safety with the help of big data analysis such as car accidents, and she has made donations in the past two years.

Sister Chen was very strange, "You are so independent in doing charity?" ”

It is not uncommon for celebrities to do charity, and even maintain a positive image, but it is very strange that Li Qingning is so strange.

"Nothing."

Li Qingning asked Sister Chen, "Have you ever seen someone who is particularly afraid of crossing the street?" ”

Sister Chen shook her head.

People who have never been in a car accident can't think of it, but for some people, they are very afraid of crossing the road, especially the national highway where large trucks pass, so that some people would rather pay more than a dozen dollars and use the express delivery to the door than cross the border to get the express.

If you walk for more than ten minutes, you have to take a taxi as long as you get on the national highway.

"Jiangyang is."

Many national highways and provincial highways are at the entrance of the village, and even walk through the middle of the village, and in some villages, it is news that there are no car accidents every year, and car accidents are commonplace, and for these villages, sometimes a flyover, or even a traffic light can avoid the breakdown of a family.

That's how Jiangyang's car accident happened.

Since then, he has had sequelae,

After Li Qingning met Jiangyang, he began to pay attention to these, since he wanted to do charity, why not do this.

"You really love the house and the black."

Sister Chen put down the document, saw the manuscript paper, and picked it up, "Jiang Yang wrote it?" ”

Li Qingning lowered his head and looked at the documents, "You won't like it." ”

Sister Chen didn't believe it, Jiang Yang's three books were written quite to her taste, "By the way, I heard that "The Little Prince" is popular abroad. ”

This news was said by Liu Tao in the group yesterday.

As one of the seven fans of Jiangyang, Liu Tao communicated with foreign countries again, and sent the news of "The Little Prince" back to the group in time, Liu Tao also urged Xu Guangzheng and their publishing house to hurry up, "The books written by our own writers are not published as fast as those abroad, so it's not a shame." ”

Xu Guangzheng had nothing to say.

Liu Tao also plans to buy an English book.

Xu Guangzheng: "If you dare to buy it, I will spoil the ending of "Murder Eucalyptus on the Orient Express". ”

Liu Tao: "You are ruthless enough!" ”

Mrs. Orange: "Sister Chen, where is the address of the Great Demon King's house, I want to send the blade!" What is the reason why a promotional film is so touching, it hurts, it hurts. ”

Orange husband: "Hehe, it's just fan." ”

Xu Guangzheng: "By the way, Jiang Yang is writing a science fiction book. ”

Orange husband: "Hard sci-fi? ”

Orange husband: "Let me see." ”

……

Orange's husband: "Lao Xu, I'm at your house." ”

A little longer.

Orange's husband: "Lao Xu, I* your uncle!" ”

Sister Chen didn't expect that Jiang Yang was not writing science fiction, but a very fantasy book: a protagonist who was born in his eighties, and the more he lived, the younger he became.

She looked at it for a while, then simply turned it to the back, and the man died as a baby.

She looked up in surprise, "That's it?" ”

Li Qingning nodded, "That's it." ”

Sister Chen thinks this is too bad, it's not bad, it's not good, it's not good, it's the kind of very simple, simple enough to make people speechless, just like listening to the old grandmother tell a story, once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a temple on the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple telling a story.

Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, and that's what Sister Chen probably means.

Li Qingning was very helpless, "Jiang Yang wrote this story, what can I do." ”

Sister Chen looked at Li Qingning suspiciously, "You two, aren't you, there have been too many spare time activities in the past two days?" ”

"Huh?"

Li Qingning didn't understand for a while.

Sister Chen said earnestly, "Ning, sometimes we have to collect a charm, I know that you have a long history of disasters for the country and the people, but don't be too Hu for the country and the people, it's not good to hurt Zhongyong, the key is that our family Lao Xu is still waiting for your family Jiangyang to feed you." ”

"The Little Prince" is fed with a mouthful of food, and Xu Guangzheng's status as a publishing house has risen.

"you."

Li Qingning threw the document over.

Sister Chen took it, she put down the manuscript paper, and felt that this short story was still Li Qingning's own taste.

She went to get busy.

"Oh, yes."

She turned around again, "The sing music platform invites you to co-launch a MINI LIVE event, I'll give you the plan later, you can take a look." ”

"Okay."

After Sister Chen left, Li Qingning got busy, and she gradually left "Rejuvenation" behind.

Until noon, Jiang Yang wanted to accompany Zhou Hao to negotiate the contract, and did not ask her to have dinner together.

Li Qingning was idle and bored, and sat on the sofa and opened "Rejuvenation" again.

There weren't many words, and she had read some of them in the morning, so she gradually saw the end.

Except for the setting, she still doesn't think this book is too outstanding, not like it is, like looking at the details. But when he read the last paragraph, Li Qingning probably knew why Jiang Yang wrote this.

Maybe Jiang Yang didn't know either, he was subconsciously afraid.

Li Qingning patted his forehead, "So that's the case." ”

Jiang Yang tried to change the old man into a child in the advertising creative yesterday, which was inspired by this article, and Jiang Yang's concern about Alzheimer's disease stems from his fear of headaches.

He used to say that he wouldn't get dementia if he had such a headache.

His head doesn't hurt much now, but he's concerned about it.

I don't know why, after substituting Jiang Yang into it, Li Qingning suddenly had a deep understanding: the protagonist in the middle of the year is constantly young, losing his lover, losing his glory, losing his son, losing his grandson, he even lost his memory, his whole mind became empty, even if he wanted to have nostalgia for this world, he couldn't, he didn't even know the world.

Some people say that when people are old, they spend the rest of their lives chewing on memories.

Some people also say that when people die, they will recreate their lives like a movie in their minds.

And rejuvenation.

Took everything away from him.

This loneliness, in which everything has turned into nothingness, is even more lonely than the word loneliness.