Jiang Yang waved his hand when Yin Xiang looked at their car.

I don't know if he saw it—

Yin Xiang really didn't see it.

After asking the police uncle to teach him a lesson about driving and smoking, Yin Xiang returned to the car.

"That's the Great Demon King, right? Is it? It should be", Yin Xiang felt embarrassed when he thought of blowing the Great Demon King in the car just now. Fortunately, this little brother was interesting enough and didn't identify himself in person, otherwise he would have to be under the car now.

Damn it!

The stone too, I didn't make it clear.

The more Yin Xiang thought about it, the more angry he became, and he took out his mobile phone to call the stone, wanting to ask if the ball-headed beauty was the big demon king.

If you admit it wrongly, it won't be embarrassing.

He just took out his phone to find the number.

Then, he saw a car driving side by side on the left, and the co-pilot of the policeman was looking at him with awe-inspiring eyes—

***

Morning.

The park is sunny and sunny.

Jiang Yang let the blue-clothed uncle overtake.

He was struggling to catch up, and Uncle Wang stopped him.

Jiang Yang: "Old Wangtou, if you don't dance square dance, what are you stopping ***, I was going to win today."

"Alright."

Uncle Wang asked him to mature a little, "I ask you a stinky boy, did you write "Love Letter"?"

"Huh?"

Jiang Yang put away his competitive spirit and looked at Uncle Wang, who came is not good.

"It's not."

Jiang Yang shook his head, "Well, if there is any similarity, it is pure coincidence."

"Really?"

Uncle Wang looked at him suspiciously, "No matter how I look at it, the Internet says that you are Jiang Yang."

"Rumors!"

Jiang Yang said, "A celebrity without rumors is not a celebrity."

This stinky boy still speaks Northeast dialect.

Uncle Wang was skeptical, it was too much of a coincidence, Wang Zheng and Wang Zheng; Fujii tree and Fujii tree, and then it is also rumored on the Internet that the author is Jiang Yang. But it doesn't matter, "It's so well written! Great, I want to know the author, I will definitely invite him to the west!"

Jiang Yang: "Can I say what I wrote?"

Uncle Wang asked him to go, "This book is good because the dead are remembered, and the living are redeemed."

Isn't that a kind of happiness.

Jiang Yang thought of Uncle Wang extubating his wife.

"Hey."

Jiang Yang sighed, "When will we come to the west?"

"Hey!"

Uncle Wang shouted at a man who walked towards Aunt Niu, "I'm not done yet!"

He ran over.

"Uh-"

Jiang Yang felt that people's hearts were too complicated, so let's go back to find my wife.

When he left the gate of the park, he saw the skateboarder practicing skateboarding again, this time with handsome movements and no accidents. After seeing Jiang Yang, he slid out of the park, jumped down the steps, and jumped into the community again, not forgetting to look back at Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang gave him a thumbs up, feeling that he should also work hard.

When the skateboarder looked at his thumb, he felt that something was wrong with him and scratched his head.

Jiang Yang returned home, Li Qingning worked at home, after hearing the sound of Jiang Yang opening the door, he didn't raise his head, and told him that he was going to have a dental checkup this morning, and he had made an appointment, Jiang Yang agreed, went over and hugged her, and smelled: "It's really fragrant."

Li Qingning kissed him and asked him to make breakfast.

"Oh." ….

Jiang Yang went.

He made breakfast, beckoned Li Qingning to eat, and then cleaned up the kitchen again.

After Li Qingning cleaned up, he drove him over, and when he arrived at the place, Jiang Yang found that he had come up, and he had just gotten married, Li Qingning said that there was a physical examination voucher, which was issued by the company, and it would be a pity not to use it, and then took Jiang Yang here to check his teeth, and went to do a physical examination, daring to love this is her private medical team.

Jiang Yang sighed with emotion: "You take me

If you sell it, I'll count it for you."

"Come on."

Li Qingning pushed her sunglasses, obviously she sold herself.

She took Jiang Yang's arm and went upstairs.

When Jiang Yang was cleaning her teeth, Li Qingning was waiting in the lounge, reading a magazine, her mobile phone rang, she looked at her mobile phone, and Sister Chen sent a message on the chat software, asking her how Jiang Yang's new writing was.

Li Qingning thought for a moment.

The last time she read the manuscript, it was on Friday, and Jiang Yang worked hard to write the book, saying that there were still a few chapters left. Then, she sat on his lap and watched for a while-she didn't write yesterday or today, and Li Qingning told Sister Chen that she was still a little short, and she didn't care about writing yesterday or today.

After receiving the news, Sister Chen asked Liu Tao to see, "Look, I've been busy these days, so I didn't care about writing."

Liu Tao is itching.

He left after watching Jiang Yang's unique writing technique that day, and didn't read it again, for fear of accidentally seeing spoilers.

Then, he thought day and day, looking forward to it night and night, "I can't sleep night after night, I rely on sleeping pills to fall asleep, I feel like I've lost weight."

He said to his friends.

Today, Sunday, my friends are resting and come to him for a party and chat.

The bearded man was exaggerating, "And you haven't seen any thinness, but you're a little—"

The bearded man thought for a moment, "Kidney deficiency, prostration!."

Burst!

Liu Tao squirted out a mouthful of beer.

Xu Guangzheng laughed, "You are a writer of children's books, and you still have this kind of research?"

"A long illness becomes a good doctor."

Mr. Orange raised his glass to Xu Guangzheng.

Liu Tao was weak-hearted, ignored them, and said to the bearded man: "Let's not tie up Jiang Yang, lock him in a small black room and let him write hard, and he can also customize, you customize fairy tales, and I customize reasoning——"

Lady Orange: "Beware of the Great Demon King skinning you!"

She talked about the last time she recorded the show, and asked Mr. Orange, "Is that so?"

"Huh?"

Mr. Orange looked up blankly.

Liu Tao wondered: "What are you staring at your phone?"

They probed over and saw Mr. Orange's Twitter account in Koi Studio, "Are you chasing stars?"

Mr. Orange said, "I'm waiting for the MV to be released, Sister Chen said that's all."

It's normal for Sister Chen to be a minute or two late.

What if it's delayed due to review or internet speed?

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Orange brushed out, and he looked.

Liu Tao and the others sat back in their seats and continued to chat, just a MV, not worth making a fuss about, and Mr. Orange still has some expectations in his heart because of "The Little Prince" or something, and thinks that kid is a little interesting, Jiang Yang may have a brush for writing science fiction.

Mr. Orange didn't have headphones, and the music was played.

This song is a song written and composed and arranged by Li Yu herself, and the inspiration comes from the feeling of Jiang Yang lying on her knees when the wind blows when she shoots an advertising MV, so the name is "Summer Wind". ….

At the beginning of the music, it is the sound of a real wind blowing through the hills.

It was as if weathered into a man, climbed up the hill, and saw a little girl—

Liu Tao: Although they didn't watch the MV, they can imagine it.

Because in the wind, the humming of the Great Demon King sounded gently, and it was very meaningful.

Mr. Orange did see a middle-aged man climb the hill and meet a twenty-year-old girl—

He watched slowly.

I saw a twenty-year-old girl and a forty-year-old talking on the hill, and told him, "The day before yesterday, I met a little rabbit; Yesterday, I met Deer; Today, I met you..."

"Huh?"

Mrs. Orange, who was chatting, heard this line in between songs, "This line is quite familiar."

Sister Chen: "Just the short film of the flower shop that Jiang Yang filmed——"

"Oh, yes!"

Mrs. Orange remembered, not only did the man say this line when he came back from the crossing, but the flower shop and the name of the flower were also called this.

She was surprised, "And what about the follow-up?"

Sister Chen: "Actually, this is the ontology, I heard Qingning say, what is said in the short film, this is the source."

"Really?"

Mrs. Orange came to look at Mr. Orange.

The music video is not long, and it ends in a few minutes.

But Mr. and Mrs. Orange looked at it a second time; Then, I watched it for the third time, and then the fourth time......

Cheng Yanqiu