Chapter 587

Jiang Yang entered Teacher Li Qingning's house.

Li Qingning saw that he was wet, borrowed the teacher's towel, took off Jiang Yang's coat, and was about to wipe his head, Jiang Yang flashed, "Don't, it's all broken hair." ”

Li Qingning found out: "You got a haircut?" ”

No wonder it felt a little different when I came in.

Li Qingning sighed lightly.

She should have thought that her husband hadn't moved for a while, and he might have done something strange.

Jiang Yang asked Li Qingning to see: "It's okay, right?" ”

"Hmm-"

Li Qingning glanced at it, "What can I do, the sideburns and the back are not repaired for you." ”

Jiang Yang looked at his sideburns, which were a little long, "It's too late to cut until it rains at the end." ”

"Wash your hair first, don't catch a cold."

After strenuous exercise such as a marathon, the resistance decreases for a short time.

Li Qingning pushed Jiang Yang to wash his hair briefly at the teacher's house, and then dried it, just as today's work was almost over, Li Qingning said goodbye to the teacher and let Jiang Yang put on wet clothes and went downstairs.

After getting in the car.

Jiang Yang took off his wet clothes and threw them in the back of the car.

Li Qingning started the car, turned on the heater, and drove out of the community.

More than half an hour later, they returned home and got out of the elevator.

When Jiangyang opened the door, Li Qingning, who was changing his shoes, asked him not to take a bath first.

"I'll give you a sideburn."

She walked in and closed the door.

"Okay."

Jiang Yang agreed.

When he was waiting to change his clothes and sit in front of the mirror, Jiang Yang felt that these sideburns were not good-looking.

"Don't move."

Li Qingning asked Jiang Yang to sit down.

"Oh."

Jiang Yang sat down honestly, looked at Li Qingning in the mirror and looked at his hair, he looked good in earnest.

"Wife."

"Huh?"

Jiang Yang: "I love you." ”

Li Qingning didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Jiang Yang remembered a song: "... I've cut my hair short and cut my worries, and you're still asking me for a card..."

"It's hard to hear."

Li Qingning poked him on the head in disgust.

Jiang Yang stopped.

But—

He continued the song in his heart, and Li Qingning heard it, "...... I've cut my hair short, I've cut my care, I've cut my unloved bifurcations, long and short, short and long, inch by inch struggling......"

The bifurcation of not being loved –

Li Qingning heard what he meant, and he was still wronged here, and he had the intention to mess up his hair, but unfortunately it was a shame that it was now, so he could only touch and shake his hand on his head a few times in disgust, "The big demon king's main knife, remember to pay by card." ”

Jiang Yang: "A few hundred million transactions are not enough." ”

Li Qingning drove him to take a bath, "Don't be poor here with eight hundred yuan in your pocket." ”

Jiang Yang realized when he was taking a bath, and the Great Demon King was driving indiscriminately.

After he took a hot bath, he felt a lot warmer, and after coming out, Li Qingning also changed into loose clothes, the upper body was a knitted sweater, the neckline was a little low, and the white suspenders inside could be seen.

She was sitting on the couch and watching a TV series.

Jiang Yang washed some cherries and took them over, Li Qingning took them and leaned on Jiang Yang's arms.

She also glanced at Jiang Yang's hairstyle, "It's okay, I can see it." ”

Jiang Yang asked her to think about it again, this haircut is free. "Don't you think it's worth it?"

Li Qingning fed Jiang Yang a cherry: "It's better to fix my sideburns." ”

After Jiang Yang ate it, he put the cherry pit in the palm of his hand.

Seeing this, Li Qingning put the cherry pit he had eaten in his palm.

After watching the TV series for an hour, Li Qingning was no longer lazy, and took out the guitar to play finger play.

She tried to arrange "Farewell" on fingerstyle guitar, and at the beginning she used the Open G tuning, and the overtones of the prelude were okay, but when it came to the interlude, it was not good, the fingering was not easy to arrange, and it didn't feel that way.

But—

This is not difficult for the Great Demon King.

In the words of Chen Gong, a music poet in "Shuanglu Yi Chen", the reason why Li Yu debuted so early is because the people in the entire music scene can no longer cover her talent in music.

Her prowess in special tunings is one of her talents.

Li Yu's special tuning is in the music circle, and if you use martial arts as a metaphor, it is at least one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple.

A lot of people are looking forward to learning.

So—

Many black fans of Jiangyang, the most hated thing is that Jiangyang doesn't understand music.

Tyrannical Creatures!

Li Yu was tuning the strings, and Jiang Yang was not idle.

He listened to Li Qingning's intermittent arrangement, took out his notebook and sat at the table, checking and revising the content of "The Three-Body Problem" that he had told the two masters today. Li Qingning has already read this part of the manuscript and corrected the typos.

Jiang Yang said it again in the afternoon, and now he will repeat it again, so as to check and fill in the gaps.

Meantime.

He also looks forward to the reader's reaction to seeing the book.

In the book, the whole universe flashes for Lao Wang.

Outside the book, this book will flicker in this universe, and the initiator is still Jiang Yang, and he is excited when he thinks about it.

After sorting out the manuscript, Jiang Yang sent the manuscript to the submission mailbox of the science fiction magazine, intending to submit it to the magazine's "long serial" column. He's read it, and this column is coming to an end in a long story that is being serialized.

His manuscript was just in time to be continued.

After clicking send, Jiang Yang closed the notebook, raised his head, and looked at Li Qingning.

At this time, Li Qingning had already found a special tuning suitable for the guitar fingerpicking of "Farewell", and she began to play with it, improvising along the melody lines, creating a very special artistic conception of "Farewell".

It's like—

Jiang Yang turned his head to look out of the floor-to-ceiling window, the rain was still falling, and Li Qingning's fingers were already like the two of them saying goodbye in the rain, sad, but they didn't cry, only after saying a word of cherishment, one walked away, and the other stood in place.

Strange and good!

Jiang Yang took out his mobile phone, only took pictures of the rain outside the window, and recorded the music by the way.

Morning.

As soon as Xiao Shrimp, who had been plagued by hemorrhoids, walked into the office, he heard his colleague's little white face shouting: "Push the tower, push the tower, oops, what are you doing......

Xiao Shrimp: "I'm at work, I'm still playing." ”

Little white face: "I'm also working." ”

He added the friend of the live broadcast brother who had posted live broadcasts in super talk and bullied Jiang Yang in the game, and now he is waiting to be lined up in Jiangyang again, so that Jiang Yang can see the cruelty of this world, and go back to write it obediently.

Little Shrimp: "Your skills?" Don't let Jiang Yang abuse him, it cultivated confidence for him. ”

Mr. Orange doesn't think it's impossible.

"Don't underestimate people."

The little white face reassured them, "Although my rank is low, there is a god who plays professionally in our urging group, and his account can't be ranked in Jiangyang, so my number can let him play on his behalf!" ”

"Too ruthless, isn't it?"

Xiao Shrimp can't imagine that the profession is coming.

Isn't that my violation?

She began to feel sorry for her husband for the Great Demon King, "Didn't the Great God call him a teammate?" ”

She turned on her computer.

Little white face: "You reminded me, I'll ask the god." ”

Mr. Orange told him to stop playing, "The editorial department will have a meeting later to discuss the manuscript of the long serial." ”

Little white face: "Isn't the draft still decided?" ”

Mr. Orange: "It's hard. ”

The long serialization of their magazine, after it is decided, will be serialized for at least eight or nine issues, which plays the role of attracting readers to read for a long time. Now, their magazine is serializing Marshal Tianpeng's, which is seriously flooded in the later stage, and readers have a lot of complaints. If it weren't for Jiang Yang's sci-fi support in recent issues, it is estimated that sales would decline.

So—

The choice of the next feature-length serialization is cautious.

They have currently screened out two novels.

One is "The Immortal" by Quantum Tianzun, and the other is "Light Rain" by cutting-edge science fiction writer Xu Lang.

Both works have their own merits.

Quantum Tianzun is an old-timer in the circle of science fiction authors, and the work highlights a big coincidence, that is, if you look at the content, it is really powerful, but the old-fashioned plot makes people see the ending at a glance.

Short hair, Gigi Leung

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