Chapter 506: Black Pink

"What!"

Mr. Orange was drinking wolfberry water, reading articles in Youzai, and when he heard the words, his hands shook, and wolfberry water spilled on the table.

He hurriedly stood up.

When he reads the manuscript, he is used to pulling the chair closer, so that there is a chair back against him and a table on his chest, which is comfortable and comfortable. As he hurriedly stood, his body did not stand firmly, the man fell backwards, the chair slipped, and Mr. Orange sat on the floor.

"it."

Mr. Orange exclaimed, "My tail bone!" ”

Everyone hurriedly helped him up, and the little white-faced colleague took a tissue and helped Mr. Orange wipe the water stains on his body, "Little shrimp, this joke is not funny at all." ”

Shrimp: "Really. ”

Although she didn't know why Jiang Yang didn't contact Mr. Orange, she directly submitted the manuscript to the submission mailbox.

Perhaps—

Geniuses are all personalities?

Mr. Orange rubbed his tail bone and asked Xiao Shrimp: "You send it to me quickly, by the way, it's really Jiang Yang, right?" ”

Small shrimp can definitely be Jiang Yang.

Because—

"Knives as always."

Little shrimp said.

"The Country Teacher" and "Bouquet for Algernon" are special knives, and there are different knife techniques.

The little white face asked, "What kind of knife technique is this time?" ”

Xiao Shrimp shook his head, "See for yourself, I can only say that Jiang Yang's knife skills are good." ”

If it weren't for Mr. Orange's fall, maybe the shrimp would be in tears by now.

"Can you still be good?"

The little white face does not believe in this evil.

Jiang Yang is already standing at the pinnacle of knives, how else can he knife?

He's going to take on a challenge.

Xiao Shrimp sent it to him as well.

The little white face opened, "Take her eyes?" ”

He hadn't seen it yet, but he thought it was quite a knife.

Because—

Xiao Bai's face smiled: "It sounds like a person is dead, and he pulled out his eyeballs and brought them on his body." ”

Xiao Shrimp ignored him.

Later, when he apologizes.

She just looked at the yellow leaves outside the window, greedy nostalgia, hoping to calm down the heart that had not been calmed for a long time. She kept reassuring herself, look away, this is yes, it's all made up.

But—

I can't see it.

The thought of having a strong, nostalgic girl who is enclosed in the ground without seeing the light of day is surprisingly uncomfortable. Xiao Shrimp's gaze passed through the ground, as if he saw a girl in the darkness accompanied by a corpse, softly humming the moonlight-

There is no more cruel thing in the world than this.

Jiang Yang's heart is so ruthless.

Even if Xiao Shrimp knew that she was the middle character, she couldn't help but feel distressed.

Damn it!

Jiang Yang.

Very short.

The little white face quickly finished reading.

He stopped laughing.

He silently went to the side of the shrimp and looked at the yellow leaves outside.

He said, "The sun is just right." ”

Shrimp: "yes." ”

Little White Face: "I think I'm really damned." ”

Just said that joke.

He apologized.

Xiao Shrimp turned his head to look at Xiao Bai's face, and saw that his eyes were a little red: "Are you crying?" ”

Little White Face: "Nonsense! ”

He thought that when this magazine was published, he would be able to tell this story to his girlfriend, and he moved her to tears, and fell into his arms and cried—he wanted to cry with excitement when he thought of it.

"Young man."

Mr. Orange walked over, "It's still too emotional." ”

But it's also normal.

If you don't like words and are not sensitive to the emotions in them, how can you be an editor?

That's not a pretty bad thing.

Mr. Orange followed everyone to see the yellow leaves.

He said, "The sun is just right." ”

"yes."

The two of them agreed together.

Mr. Orange said, "This should be Jiang Yang's words." ”

The knife technique is amazing.

It is the same as the shock and depression of "The Country Teacher".

Mr. Orange can already imagine that Mrs. Orange would have cried so much when she read this.

Sci-fi knives up -

It's really ruthless.

Several people calmed down for a long time, but they still couldn't calm down.

"Let's work."

Mr. Orange finally sighed softly.

They went back to work.

But—

Mr. Orange can't stand it, and Xiao Shrimp sent two excellent manuscripts just now.

These manuscripts are excellent, but Jiang Yang's manuscript is amazing.

Its amazement is not when the mountains and rivers are doubtful, and the corners suddenly see the peach blossoms blooming in the mountains; It is not the sky and the clouds, the mountains and the water, fishing alone in the cold river and snow when it is white, but on a quiet summer night, suddenly stumbling on the grass and startling the fireflies in the sky.

Xiao Shrimp can't read and submit any more.

Because every now and then a girl in the darkness comes to mind.

And—

Uncle Kikube, who has been forgotten for too long, strikes again.

***

Jiang Yang sat on the bed.

Li Qingning took some body milk in the palm of his hand, kneaded it with both hands, and smeared it on his legs, "Sister Chen just asked me about the manuscript of "Bring Her Eyes", it seems that the publishing house has seen your manuscript. ”

Jiang Yang wondered if they had ignored the pen name when they were watching.

Jiang Yang is good at using knives.

If these editors are prepared when they see "Jiang Yang", the shock will be discounted.

"I don't know."

But Li Qingning thinks that it is better to see the pen name first, if you face the impact-

The editorial department of the magazine wanted to send knives to their homes.

But—

What if the editor doesn't see it?

Li Qingning thought about it and felt that she had to instruct the housekeeper of the property that all the packages in their house would have to go through the security check first.

Then.

Li Qingning talked about Xu Fan again.

In the short film "Tuner", the role of the murderer was given to Xu Fan.

When Li Qingning called Xu Fan, Xu Fan happily agreed on the other end of the phone.

The heroine of the micro-movie is also the protagonist.

She said that she would invite Li Qingning to dinner another day.

And then—

Xu Fan casually asked who was playing, "Or Su An?" ”

After learning that she was going to play against Wang Yingdi-

Syllable!

There was a slap on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, it hurts."

Xu Fan confirmed that it was not a dream. Mom, play against Emperor Wang. She has acted in TV series at most, or maids or the like, and she is not even a supporting actress, but now she has stepped over to acting in movies, and she is also playing against actors?

Micro movies are movies too!

Happiness came too suddenly.

After Xu Fan confirmed it again, he finally realized that this was the feeling of bringing money into the group and having someone in the background.

Loved, loved.

"My Ningning."

Xu Fan was numb when he spoke, if Li Qingning was by her side, she would have to kiss the two of them, "Or I'll make a promise with my body-"

"Substitution, must be substitution!"

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Yang was already shouting here.

"Don't, don't!"

Xu Fan hurriedly said, "Mine, mine." ”

Li Qingning laughed, "Dare to provoke our family's vinegar jar, I'm afraid you don't know who the screenwriter of this short film is." ”

Xu Fan knows now.

"Screenwriter Jiang is amazing! invited all the actors. ”

Xu Fan decided that she would not change the day, just today, she would invite two people to dinner.

But—

At this time, it was already late, and Jiangyang had made braised hairtail.

Xu Fan can only answer tomorrow.

Saying this, Li Qingning finished wiping his legs and put them on Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang touched it, it was very slippery.

With his other hand, he wrote his mobile phone and started a war under Tang Xin's TV series.

As for the object of the war, naturally, it is the carp.

This public figure, when there are fans, there are black, and when the limelight is at its peak, it is often the most dangerous time, because black fans do not fight against the wind, they will silently lurk, collect the remarks of fans when they swell, and wait until the fans are against the wind, and then liquidate them one by one.

Jiang Yang is too familiar with this set.

So—

His task now is to cool down the fans' speech.

And then—

Be a black fan of cowhide, and strive to become a black powder leader.

And so it goes.

When the black pink toe is arrogant, he can turn against him and make them fall apart.