Around ten o'clock, it was hot.

After Zhou Hao announced that he would take a break, the crew was idle.

The short-haired assistant originally wanted to find an opportunity to express his gratitude to Jiang Yang. Who knew that Jiang Yang sat next to Li Qingning, played a game, and beckoned Zhou Hao and Su An who were sitting in the shade of a tree in the distance, "Don't brush it, play a wave of groups, hurry up, it's still fun to play a group." ”

Short-haired assistants don't stand a chance at all.

Her family artists are quite envious of this atmosphere.

The artist also wanted to go over and chat with Li Qingning for a while, so that she could fit in, and by the way, she would get something for herself in "Breaking the Waves", but Li Qingning was looking at a thick pile of documents, and she didn't know what it was, and she didn't know whether to bother for a while.

Li Qingning is watching "The Strange Eucalyptus of Styles Manor".

She had already seen the miniature model made by Jiang Yang, and when she was there, the scene was restored in her mind by itself, so it looked very smooth. This book is also very relaxed on the whole, even more relaxed than "Murder on the Orient Express", that is, there is no intense emotion and malice on the whole, and there is no strong suspense and earth-shattering trickery, which makes people feel quite quiet and peaceful to read, especially suitable for this kind of leisure afternoon and work breaks, pick it up and read it.

But that's not to say it's all bad.

This is purely a story about the reasoning process itself, which feels like playing Sudoku.

My husband wrote it, it's quite interesting.

Li Qingning happened to see the purple box of important documents being pried, Poirot angrily sorted out the things on the fireplace, and scolded himself for being a fool. When she saw this, she was thoughtful, she remembered the bet she made with Jiang Yang, and she had to find out where the direct evidence was.

The documents that the murderer had to take away from the box must be direct evidence.

Where?

Li Qingning stared at this chapter for a while, and then went to the front to see the description when Poirot locked the box.

She has already felt Jiang Yang's pulse, whether it is the previous "Murder of the Orient Express" or this book, the information should be given, and it is almost a matter of reasoning. Li Qingning looked at it over and over again.

Just as she was comparing them one by one, trying to clue -

Although Jiang Yang is playing games, he is also paying attention to his wife.

When he saw Li Qingning flipping back and forth on these pages, he couldn't help but bring it up, and the clue to this direct evidence was in this chapter.

Li Qingning rummaged back and forth, and had no clue for a while.

She had no choice but to give up, intending to look at the later chapters before making a decision, and then turned to the next page.

Jiang Yang breathed a long sigh of relief.

That's great!

Black silk!

However, Li Qingning suddenly heard a song at this time, "...... Who was not there, on the jewel box, the illusion of symbols, the contradiction leading, the dead alley he piled up, the evidence was perfectly buried, and the corners of the mouth that mocked the Scottish police field rose ......"

This......

Li Qingning almost laughed out loud, this is too tricky. It was almost telling her that the direct evidence she was looking for was in the previous chapter, but it was perfectly buried, so she couldn't find it for a while.

She couldn't help but kiss Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang, who was playing the game, was very nervous, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nope."

Li Qingning shook his head, but his face was full of smiles.

She was now sure that the clue was in this chapter, but she hadn't found it yet.

Jiang Yang looked at Li Qingning and felt that something was wrong.

Could it be that his wife guessed it?

After Li Qingning turned the past chapter back, Jiang Yang knew that nine times out of ten, he would see it.

Just when Jiang Yang lost his mind, he let people steal it, and then he was the fattest on their side, and their team battle was a thousand miles, fortunately their resurrection time was short, and there was only one naked crystal left, otherwise they would have lost this game.

Zhou Hao and Su An said together, "Master Jiang, don't send it." ”

"I'm looking for an opportunity."

Jiang Yang opened his mouth and came.

He started playing again, but he still raised his head to look at Li Qingning from time to time.

Li Qingning felt that this victory was not martial, and she was too wronged by her husband, so she said a word close to his ear.

Black silk!

Jiang Yang's entire spirit was immediately different, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and he smiled twice at Li Qingning.

"Silly."

Li Qingning continued to look at the manuscript.

And Jiang Yang is now in good spirits, and when he operates, he has a wave of four kills in the next wave of team battles, and directly pushes the opposite base, the only fly in the ointment is to let Zhou Hao snatch a head, "Old Zhou, why did you rob my head!" ”

If he didn't rob this head, he would have killed him five times.

Zhou Hao and Su An high-fived.

"Well done!"

Otherwise, Jiang Yang would not have to go to heaven.

Jiang Yang: "Lao Zhou, you have learned badly, hang the street lamp sooner or later!" ”

Su An: "It's okay, I'll collect the body for you." ”

Zhou Hao gave Su An a kick, "Fuck your uncle." ”

The short-haired assistant now knows where Han Xiaoxiao's "hanging street lamp" came from.

This company is toxic and likes to commit the following crimes.

At this moment, her family artist, who was sitting behind her, stood up and walked towards Li Qingning.

The artist just saw Li Qingning reading the information seriously, quite the majesty of the music director, and was really embarrassed to go, and when she saw Li Qingning suddenly kiss Jiang Yang, and then the two of them laughed, she suddenly felt that this big demon king was not so unapproachable, you see that now she is not the same as a little girl in love.

"What am I afraid of?" The artist thought to himself.

She has been in love three or four times, and she has been immersed in the entertainment industry for many years, and she is an old cannon in the dialect of Kyoto.

She had just reached the halfway point of the road, and when she thought of this "big demon king", she knew why she didn't dare to get close.

In terms of experience, she has the upper hand.

But as their program director, the big devil really has the right to speak. And she still wants to rely on variety shows to become popular, and she has a request in her heart, so she is naturally inferior.

With that in mind, she walked over to her.

Li Qingning saw it and patted Jiang Yang, Jiang Yang raised his head, "Oh", he took his mobile phone and went to play, Li Qingning stood up and beckoned the artist to come and sit.

Jiang Yang went to Zhou Hao and Su An's side and asked Zhou Hao to give up the director's chair.

Zhou Hao: "Why, who is the director?" ”

Jiang Yang: "Who took you to fly just now?" ”

"That's right."

Zhou Hao asked the great god to take the seat.

The short-haired assistant saw that she finally had a chance to express her gratitude, and went to the front and said, "Huh? Jiang Yang raised his head blankly, "Oh, it's okay", and then found that his phone popped up again with a low battery prompt.

"Uh-"

The short-haired assistant didn't expect such a coincidence, "I'll lend it to you?" ”

"No, you don't."

Jiang Yang waved his hand, and after thanking her, Jiang Yang asked Zhou Hao and them to wait, he went to the car, asked Sister Xia, who was sleeping, to charge her mobile phone, and went to get his wife's mobile phone.

Li Qingning was chatting with the artist and gave it to him casually.

Jiang Yang came over with his mobile phone and said to the short-haired assistant, "There is." ”

His wife also has a game he downloaded on her phone.

"Oh."

The short-haired assistant answered, and when he saw him, he beckoned the director to continue playing.

She just wanted to leave, but Han Xiaoxiao walked over, "Director, it's time to start filming, right?" ”

Jiang Yang: "It's too hot, wait, don't tan my wife." ”

Han Xiaoxiao reassured him that the camera was selected in the shade of a tree, "Specifically looking for the lens of Lao Zhang's tune, he read Mr. Zhou's script and adjusted it in the shade of the tree, which does not affect the overall composition." ”

Zhou Hao: "I'm also afraid of the sun. ”

Han Xiaoxiao: "What's there to be afraid of?" ”

Han Xiaoxiao asked him to think about famous cars and mansions, and asked him not to compare with Jiang Yang, "You have to struggle, you have to work hard, you have to realize the value of life, and don't live a life without work like Director Jiang." ”

Zhou Hao was convinced.

He got up and greeted Su An, and said to Han Xiao: "You are more capitalist than a capitalist, you are a spiritual capitalist!" ”

Jiang Yang also stood up.

He looked Han Xiaoxiao up and down: "Your painting of this cake is getting more and more fragrant." ”