Fortunately.

Jiang Yang still remembers what the story of "Roger's Suspicion" is.

This is a particularly simple eucalyptus, which can be summed up in one sentence.

But the simpler it is, the more difficult it is to write, Jiang Yang has no thoughts, so he can only come to ask his master Zhang Zhen for help, and together they will work together on the miniature model according to what he knows, for example, Poirot came to the countryside to grow zucchini, and then slowly excavated his memory.

It's a process of starting something from nothing.

Jiang Yang needed some information, so she turned to Sister Chen for help, her husband is an editor and should know a lot about these.

Now the two are in the house, restoring according to the pictures found on the Internet.

Li Qingning sat under the grape trellis outside the courtyard, and on the stone table next to him were washed grapes and cut watermelons. The grapes are picked from the trellis on the head, not so sweet, slightly sour, but juicy and tasted good.

There is also a tank next to it with fish.

It's a pity that it's an aquarium fish.

It's still too small.

Li Qingning was very regretful and felt that he should go to eat fish at noon.

She loved the little yard, where the dappled sunlight fell through the grape trellises, and the fish in the tank surfaced from time to time, while the people she liked were busy.

It doesn't get much more pleasant than that.

In order not to delay the practice of the instrument, she also brought the guitar over, and even found a trace of inspiration. Just when she was playing the guitar, she heard Jiang Yang and Uncle Zhang arguing, two people who had never seen the British countryside were fighting for what the British countryside was like.

Li Qingning was thinking, why don't you take Jiang Yang to the British countryside for a circle?

As soon as she thought of this, a message came from her friend in France that she was going to England to prepare for Fashion Week in September.

Li Qingning's eyes lit up.

She sent a message back to her friend, asking her to take some photos in the countryside first when she arrived.

The friend was strange, but agreed anyway.

Li Qingning picked up the guitar again, and after strumming the strings, the right hand of the big fish lightly tapped the panel above the sound hole, and then the music belonging to the summer sunshine slowly flowed out from the strings, this is a guitar finger play, she just composed.

For the time being, there is only a small melody.

Let's call it the sun under the vines.

Just when Li Qingning was improvised by a melody, Sister Chen led Liu Tao to knock on the door and come in.

"Whew!"

Sister Chen put down the book in her hand, "If I hadn't heard the guitar, I wouldn't have found it." ”

This small alley is also too hidden, and I accidentally missed the entrance of the alley.

Liu Tao also said hello, "I'll deliver the book." ”

"Jiang Yang is in the house."

Li Qingning said hello to Liu Tao and took the tools brought by Sister Chen, she wanted to record the inspiration just now.

Liu Tao entered the house with joy and expectation, and then he was dumbfounded.

Jiang Yang didn't move a word, he was playing with the miniature model with the uncle, although he did a good job, but this is writing a new book.

What about his Poirot!

What about his Shepard!

When Liu Tao didn't move a word when Jiang Yang said a word, his heart was cold.

He tried to stabilize his mentality, and was about to ask when he would start writing—

"Damn!"

Jiang Yang made a careless movement in his hand and broke a miniature. I didn't have an idea, but now I finally squeezed the toothpaste, no, it should be that the fingertips squeezed out like blood broke it, and the whole person immediately became irritable, and the dirty words couldn't help but blurt out.

He felt like his head was rusty, he couldn't think of anything, and he wanted to give it two blows.

Li Qingning was outside looking through the books and materials handed over by Sister Chen, and heard his words, "Don't swear." ”

Jiang Yang also knew that he should be calm.

He put down what he was doing and went out.

Uncle Zhang shook his head, "Young man—"

He picked up Jiang Yang to do the failed.

After Jiang Yang went out, he said hello to Sister Chen, hugged Li Qingning from behind, and begged for comfort. He understands now that it's really difficult when he can't remember anything, he feels like a person is in a secret room, not only surrounded by walls, but also can't lift his spirit, and he has no interest in anything, just like a sage time, but a little more irritable.

He will never do that again.

I originally wanted to write a bet to my wife to play with black silk, but now my head is going to explode.

Jiang Yang's head rested on Li Qingning's shoulder.

Li Qingning ran her hand through his hair and massaged her scalp, she could quite understand this feeling, and she also felt this way when she wrote "Half Sugar Ring". With her other hand, she looked at the information that Sister Chen had brought on her lap.

This is a book about the economy of the time.

Sister Chen found a chair to sit next to her and ate a grape, "This place is very good." ”

The yard is cleaned up, and there is a feeling of being hidden in the city.

Sister Chen asked Jiang Yang how the script was doing.

Li Qingning: "After Yaya translated, I voted for some directors, but——"

I haven't heard from you yet.

Yaya is Li Qingning's good friend in France, and she was the one who told her in the chat software just now that she was going to England.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Jiang Yang glanced at the previous page of the book.

This is talking about British investment and scams and the like during that period, mentioning a Western Australian gold mine, many British people invested in this project at that time without returning, and coincidentally, Jiang Yang remembered that when Dr. Shepard met with a neighbor who planted zucchini, they talked about this, Shepard failed to invest in the Western Australian gold mine, so that the trip was not successful.

And Poirot's investment in an oil field failed, so he planted zucchini in the countryside. Poirot also said at the time that fate made them neighbors, and by the way, Poirot jokingly asked Dr. Shepard if he had a soft spot for blonde.

Jiang Yang remembered that Dr. Shepard's garden was next to Poirot's vegetable garden where he planted zucchini.

"Hah!"

Jiang Yang happily kissed Li Qingning and ran back to the room.

"It's-"

Sister Chen didn't understand, "What happened?" ”

Li Qingning shook his head.

Liu Tao, who was in the house, was seeing a shocking scene: Jiang Yang ran in, while telling Uncle Zhang about the garden and what kind of zucchini vegetable garden, while running to the computer, his hand crackling on the keyboard, and writing down a story almost in one go.

"Whew!"

After writing this paragraph, Jiang Yang stretched his fingers.

He threw himself into the busyness of Uncle Zhang again.

They relocated the seat of the house and moved another seat to the manor.

Liu Tao was dumbfounded, this is a genius's writing technique, he finally knew why Jiang Yang wrote so fast.

The laptop is not turned off.

Liu Tao took a closer look, without a head or tail, directly from the "...... I took the opportunity to go to the garden. I've always liked to fiddle with flowers and plants......" Just when "I" was plucking garden dandelions in the book, a zucchini flew over and almost hit "me", which was thrown by a neighbor.

Then, Liu Tao saw Poirot appear.

Poirot has been growing zucchini for several months, and today he suddenly saw that the zucchini was not pleasing to the eye, so he was about to throw it, and then one threw it with great force, shook it over the wall, and almost smashed "me", that is, Dr. Shepard.

Then, the two started talking, talking about Hastings settling in Argentina, and talking about their investment failures.

Poirot thinks Shepard is very similar to Blackie and gives him a large zucchini.

Absolutely!

Liu Tao was convinced.

He now finally knows what genius is.

He shouldn't use the mind of a mortal to speculate on the genius's writing technique.

He felt that Jiang Yang must have conceived the meeting between the two in his mind for a long time, but he never found inspiration, so he didn't write it down.

Now I suddenly had an inspiration, so I wrote it down in one go.

Don't look at the fast writing, the writing is particularly good. Poirot and Shepard met and chatted in a casual and natural way, almost in the same vein as "The Strange Eucalyptus of Styles Manor", and it was quite quiet and peaceful to read.

And Liu Tao also felt that he liked this school of reasoning in which the murderous eucalyptus happened in the country house.

It's different from isolated environments, there's no tension; It is spatially open, but the suspect is fixed, so that the writing technique is very suitable for the writer and the reader to engage in a quiz contest, so that the reader can enjoy the fun of reasoning.

Previous reasoning, there is reasoning about writing about a country house or a similar scene. But there are quite few things like Jiang Yang's writing that is so smooth, which makes people feel unique and allows people to enjoy the fun of reasoning.