There can't be a next time!

Jiang Yang grunted back, and when he pushed the door home, Li Qingning had already arrived home.

She was sitting cross-legged in a chair with a guitar in her arms, "Wake up at half-past eight in bed, you have made breakfast, I can't find that white shirt of yours-"

Li Qingning shook his head, stopped his guitar, and used his pen to sketch the sheet music spread out on the table next to him.

After hearing the door open, she looked up, "I'm back." ”

"Hmm."

After Jiang Yang agreed, he muttered again.

Li Qingning put down the pen, got up and stretched her waist, she still had a white shirt and jeans, she looked very refreshing, she leaned on Jiang Yang's arms and let Jiang Yang hug her, "What are you doing?" ”

Jiang Yang: "Playing basketball smashed my head." ”

Li Qingning looked at his head, "It's okay." ”

"It's fine."

Jiang Yang waved his hand, he lowered his head and kissed Li Qingning, "I'm going to take a bath." ”

"Well, I'll call it food."

Li Qingning didn't want to cook at night, and planned to order food in Longfu.

Jiang Yang agreed, entered the bathroom, and after a while, he wore a white T and shorts, wiped his hair and walked out. Li Qingning was still busy sitting in the chair, and he played the guitar very well.

Jiang Yang was just about to sit on the sofa when the doorbell rang, he went to open it, and after thanking the staff, he took the takeaway.

After he closed the door, he greeted Li Qingning: "Wife, it's time to eat." ”

"Okay."

Li Qingning agreed and went to wash his hands.

Jiang Yang put the dishes on the table and went to turn on the TV. , he wants to find the "Summer Fireworks" that the driver said. Li Qingning came over with a glass of red wine, sat down, tied his braids, cut the steak, handed it to him after Jiang Yang sat down, and cut his own share, "How is the band performance today?" ”

"It's good."

Jiang Yang felt that today was the most touching time for the third brother to sing, just that kind of emotion-

Of course, it may also be the reason for the funeral atmosphere, Jiang Yang has never heard of the scene of second-hand roses, and the band performance is the most important scene, so today is the best scene he has ever seen.

Li Qingning felt normal.

In fact, not only bands, sometimes a song, listening to it at a concert and not listening to it live, there is a big difference in sounding to it. Many people may not be interested in a song. But I've heard it at the concert, I've felt it in that atmosphere, and I'll love it when I listen to it again.

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Jiang Yang: "I haven't been to your concert yet." ”

Before Li Qingning could speak, he heard Jiang Yang's voice in his heart: "She came to listen to my concert, on the first date of her first love at the age of seventeen, the boy lined up all night for her, and bought a pair of tickets with half a year's savings, I sang to her heartbreak......"

Li Qingning was speechless.

She kicked Jiang Yang, "Then have you brought other girls to go to other people's concerts when they were seventeen years old?" ”

"No, definitely not."

Jiang Yang is very sure that the financial resources do not allow it, even if there is, it should be bought by a girl.

Heaven does not give birth to me handsome Jiangyang, soft rice is like a long night.

"Virtue."

Li Qingning's feet couldn't come down on Jiang Yang's knees, she ate almost enough, gave Jiang Yang her share, then took a sip of red wine and glanced at the TV: "Do you think about watching this movie so much?" ”

The director of the film she knew.

is the female director who often shoots MVs for her.

This movie is her first film, and the box office is quite good among literary films.

Jiang Yang: "When I was in the car today, the taxi driver was playing an episode of this movie, and I didn't hear much about it. ”

"Really?"

Li Qingning still remembers that song.

The script of this movie was written by the female director based on her own experience, her father died when she was very young, but she has not had a good farewell, just like the female Fujii tree in "Love Letter", her father's death is not so painful, you may feel that this child is not affectionate, but in fact, some things have been depressed in her heart and cannot be dispersed for a long time.

Li Qingning wrote this song after listening to her experience at that time.

The song is a typical ballad.

is also Li Qingning's best.

Its melody is simple, using the D major scale, and the notes don't cross, so it lacks that kind of passionate variation.

The chords are the most common in folk songs with 1st, 4th, and 5th chords, but at the end, she played a careful trick, that is, the 1st chord ends on the 5th note, which is a relatively unstable note on this chord, so after the song ends, it gives people a very fragile feeling, like a little girl without her father's support, so as to combine the lyrics and scenes from the movie to resonate with the audience.

Li Qingning brought the guitar over.

Tune it up.

happened to be in that scene of the movie, and Li Qingning played up.

The scene is really different.

Jiang Yang was stupid.

So much so that after the end, Jiang Yang couldn't help but say, "Wife." ”

"Huh?"

Li Qingning looked up at him.

"I love you."

Li Qingning smiled, "I love you too." ”

She took a sip of wine, smiled and raised her eyebrows at Jiang Yang, Jiang Yang got up and leaned over and drank all the sip of wine.

"Alright, you clean up the dishes quickly."

Li Qingning continued to be busy.

Jiang Yang agreed.

He paused the movie, put away the knives, forks and bowls, and continued to finish the movie, and then went to the study, opened the document, and officially wrote the script. This head hurts is different, the pen is like a god, even so, it takes a while to write, a hundred minutes of the movie, all of them are spoken there, and the lines are dense as you can imagine.

Li Qingning finished writing the main song, felt that it was almost over, glanced at the time, went to take a shower, and then went to the study to call Jiang Yang to sleep.

On the document: "Judge No. 8: I don't know what the truth is, really, I really don't know, no one knows, it may be that we are wrong, but we have reasonable doubts, this is a protective measure of great value in our society, and no one can casually declare a person guilty, unless the evidence is conclusive!" ”

Li Qingning asked him, "What do you write?" ”

"A script."

Jiang Yang said, about the drama of the law, "Will your father like this script?" ”

Li Qingning dragged it down with the mouse and looked at it, "Okay, I've become smarter, I know that I started with my father-in-law first." ”

But—

Li Qingning thinks that her father should like "The Strange Eucalyptus of Styles Manor", the criminals in it try to get away with the help of the law, as long as she tells her father this, her father will probably enjoy it, and she has to reason carefully.

Of course.

If the script still makes him happy, it will be even better.

Li Qingning took a look at it, it was not bad, and the large paragraphs of lines read quite comfortably, smoothly, and imposingly.

Li Qingning used to hear actor friends say that a good script can be read.

Now it seems that this script should be good.

And—

Juror No. 8 had many lines, and Li Qingning felt that his father must like it very much.

When Li Qingning was reading the script, Jiang Yang was watching her.

She had just taken a shower, there was a smell of fragrance on her body, she was wearing a sundress, and her tender shoulders were huge.

Jiang Yang hugged her waist, the texture of the skirt was very good, and his hand couldn't help rubbing back and forth, "Sleep." ”

"Save it."

Li Qingning pressed to save, that was her last stubbornness.

The study lights went out.

"Slow down, it's pressing my hair."

"What's the matter, it's like a child."

Jiang Yang woke up in the morning by letting his wife's hair reach his nostrils. Li Qingning was still sleeping, he went out for a run, and continued to compete with the blue-clothed uncle, although it was impossible to surpass, but Jiang Yang's running skills were good. He came back and made breakfast.

Then, move on to writing the script.

A head ache is different.

He writes quickly.