The bassist figured it out.

But—

Jiang Yang's side was teased by the bass player, and he felt very embarrassed.

He hurriedly stopped and sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry."

Seeing that he was so sincere, the bassist hurriedly waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay."

I don't know why.

Jiang Yang apologized so directly for her mistakes, and made her feel guilty, as if the big demon king had given face to the bass player, but she came to the platform to embarrass her husband.

It's not a thing anymore.

It's still that the foundation laid by my wife is too deep.

Thinking about this, the bass player was especially jealous of Jiang Yang.

His grandmother's.

She has to have this qualification, and she doesn't have to walk sideways in the bassist team.

The two walked into the alley.

The good student's mother came out to make a soy sauce, and met Jiang Yang at the mouth of the alley in the gourd belly, and couldn't help but light up, this is finally back, the good student's mother has not seen her for many days, and she misses it very much, although she doesn't know what the use of seeing it is, but who doesn't want to see it.

Now it is rumored that Jiang Yang is ghostwriting.

The mother of a good student doesn't feel much, as long as Jiang Yang Energy continues to provide the reasoning she likes, even if it is ghostwriting, then she also thinks it is a skill.

What's more—

She had seen the relevant miniatures at Jiang Yang's home.

If you really want to say that this has nothing to do with Jiang Yang, she doesn't believe it when she kills her husband.

In a word.

It's a mystery.

But—

As long as it doesn't hinder her from reading, it doesn't matter what her grandmother does.

Right now.

The good student's mother saw that Jiang Yang was in a good state, and she should not be affected much, so she was relieved.

I just don't know if Jiang Yang is writing any new works.

The good student's mother felt that she would have to go to the courtyard house in Jiangyang with her to see what miniatures he was making, so as to know what he was writing in advance.

With this in mind, she said hello when she staggered past Jiang Yang.

After Jiang Yang opened the door and entered the courtyard, the good student's mother turned back again.

What kind of soy sauce is it?

She will purge her mother now.

Again.

This man and woman are in the same courtyard, and she has to check for the big demon king.

She also loves plum fish.

Li Yu's "Hopscotch", the composition and arrangement really made her admire.

Not to mention –

After New Year's Day, she bought a spinning bike to exercise, the bike has a tablet, there is a follow-up practice, in the intelligent resistance adjustment exercise, there is Li Yu's song, which adapts to the frequency of the spinning bike, and when it is played, the stepping point of the music is always energetic.

She loves sports.

At this point, she also has to watch for the Great Demon King.

Although—

The girl who entered the alley with Jiang Yang just now was normal, and the glasses were still a little stupid.

But—

The taste of the rich is difficult to say.

Thereupon.

She walked quickly past the gate of the courtyard and found her mother: "Who, the husband of the big star is back and has entered the courtyard, should we go and tell the owner of the coffee shop."

Just right.

You can use the notebook as an excuse to visit the courtyard.

"Coming back?"

The mother was washing the dishes: "No. Don't you just want to go in and see, it's all from the neighborhood, what are you afraid of, I'm thick-skinned, I'll take you in for a spin."

"Huh?"

It's a little embarrassing for a good student's mother to let her face mother expose it so simply.

"Ahh

Simply noodles Mom wiped her hands.

She's not stupid.

Her daughter simply faced the nearest one

The reasoning was all borrowed from Jane Mian's mother, and Jian Mian told her early that the good student's mother also likes to read Jiang Yang's books.

Simply face the mother, combined with the good student's mother's concern about whether the courtyard can be opened-

She knows what a good student's mother thinks when she sneezes.

Simply noodle mom went out with a good student mom.

They soon arrived at the courtyard.

At this moment—

There are already more than two people in the courtyard, and the stones have arrived.

They were talking about the script and filming of "Initial Words".

The bassist was giving advice on this, and she felt that for a stop-motion animation with a length and story like "Initial Text", it would definitely be better to use special effects than not to use them.

The simplest example –

As a racing movie, the performance of the speed of the car is important. In stop-motion animation, you can certainly use speed lines, but they are not as visual as special effects.

Other than that.

There are also dialogues and expressions of the characters.

If you don't use special effects, if you want to achieve a level of realism, you have to draw and shoot frame by frame, and the special effects can be composited in post-production to make the mouth shape and expression of the characters more vividly expressed.

All in all-

Bassist: "It's definitely good to use, but as for whether to use it or not, you just need to consider the technical strength, production cycle and cost factors."

Jiang Yang thought about it, and was just about to ask how much more the film would cost if he used special effects, when he heard someone outside shouting: "Is anyone at home?"

"Yes."

The good student went out and met the good student and the crisp mother.

Mom smiled and said, "Let's make a visit."

Uh-

There is a big age difference between him and them, and Jiang Yang really doesn't know what to string.

But—

For this string of doors, Jiang Yang still does not resist.

He used to like people to come to his house to hang out and chat, and it was better than being locked up at home alone.

"Come in, please."

Jiang Yang invited them in.

Anyway, there are stones, so I don't need him to greet them.

Shi also knew that Jiang Yang was not a polite person who could entertain people, and after the two mothers came in, he stood up and helped Jiang Yang greet him: "Sit, please sit down."

He went to the refrigerator to get two more bottles of water, and handed them to the two of them with a polite word.

"Let's go together, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, we know each other, and we will take care of everything in the family in the future." Simply said Mom.

"Yes."

Shi also talked about the good neighborhood and praised the hutong: "I used to come here often, and I found that our hutong is really human... If Hong Shan hadn't been driven by his father, he wouldn't have wanted to move."

Simply smiled.

Visible –

As a timely rain in the rock circle, stone rock is not very good, and it is still impeccable in treating people and friends.

While they were chatting, the good student mom was observing the studio.

It's not the first time she's here.

But it's still fresh.

Especially-

The studio is filled with all sorts of miniature knick-knacks.

Ultimately.

Her gaze rested on a small miniature.

Although the production of this model was rough, and even under the influence of her husband of the painter, she felt that the colors on this miniature model were a little inconsistent, but the moment she saw this miniature, the good student's mother immediately recognized who this kind and lovely old Western lady was.

Miss Marple!

The good student's mother's eyes lit up and she was very surprised.

Many people don't like Miss Marple's first appearance in "Murder Notice", but the good student mom and simply love Miss Marple, and they think that Miss Marple is too handsome to sit in a rocking chair, strategize with the parents, and solve the case in the palm of her hand.

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Come.

They all thought that the evaluation of "Murder Notice" was not very high, and Miss Marple was going to die, and they didn't expect to see it again.

Could it be that the series has been rebooted?

The mother of the good student was so happy that she couldn't help but reach out and take the miniature.

Simply face mom saw it.

She asked Jiang Yang, "You did it yourself?"

Jiang Yang: "Hmm."

Simply said to my mother, "My hands are so skillful."

Jiang Yang: "That's it, I haven't studied it seriously, I'm playing blind."

This is not modesty.

Jiang Yang really thinks so.

He studied with Zhang Zhu's grandfather, his own master, for a while.

Zhang Zhu's grandfather has good craftsmanship, but he was born in a wild road, and everything is found out by himself, and there are only a few things he can teach Jiangyang.

Jiang Yang can only be regarded as a master leading into the door now, the craftsmanship is still very rough, and it is okay to play with these things by himself, but he is far from the real god, and he can't get on the stage, so he has to continue to practice.

Simply face the aunt: "Self-taught like this, it means that he is still very talented."

"Huh?"

Aunt Simply Noodle suddenly thought of something.

She turned her head to look at her good student's mother, "You need to have a deep art foundation to do this, right?"

Good student's mother: "It's definitely good to have art skills."

"Then Xiao Jiang, you can find Lao Mo."

The mother of the noodles pulled the mother of the noodles and said happily: "In her family, she is a painter, who paints oil paintings, has won awards, and has opened a studio to teach people to paint, if you want to learn, let him teach you."

Good Student Mom: ......

She heard it.

Simply face my mother, this is trying to match her and get closer, so that if she wants to come to this courtyard in the future, she doesn't have to be too embarrassed.

But—

Let her husband teach Jiang Yang, who has zero foundation, does make her a little powerless to complain.

Let alone.

Jiang Yang wrote it, and he didn't necessarily want to learn it.

So—

"Yes, you can find him if you need it, everyone is a neighbor, don't be polite."

The good student's mother just said politely.

However, Jiang Yang didn't hear it.

He said, "I just want to learn to draw, can I learn from Mr. Mo?"

This is not Jiang Yang's whim.

He had this idea when he told Du Ziteng in another city that he wanted to do stop-motion animation.

Don't mention anything else.

Let's just talk about this miniature.

Jiang Yang has great deficiencies in the color coordination of coloring and the structural proportion of character model making, and he still wants to improve.

After all.

He has never experienced the division of arts and sciences, nor has he experienced the choice of a college entrance examination. He never really chose his life goals, or what he wanted to do in the future.

Now, even if I am writing, shooting, and doing dramas, I am just copying what I have seen, heard, and remembered.

It's cool.

But after all, it's a disadvantage.

This lack is especially evident in his wife.

That's love.

Li Qingning enjoys music very much.

She was having fun, and every cell was cheering.

She forgets to sleep and eat, sometimes she forgets the time when she listens to music or plays musical instruments, and when she looks up and sees that it is dark, she will not have the feeling that her time and life have been wasted, and this day has been in vain.

Jiangyang is not short of money now.

He just lacked such a thing to enjoy it.

And—

Playing with miniatures is when Jiang Yang enjoys it.

Many of these miniatures are restored based on the film and television dramas he has watched.

But there is also a part, based on Jiang Yang, on his own

of the imagination restored. He is like a director who has turned the script, a textual thing, into an audio-visual language, and every time he finishes it, he has a very refreshing sense of accomplishment.

So—

As soon as his mother mentioned this, Jiang Yang studied fine arts, improved his skills and aesthetics, and made the things he made more exquisite.

The good student's mother was surprised.

She was polite just now, but seeing Jiang Yang's serious appearance, as a mother fan, the good student's mother gritted her teeth and agreed: "No problem, I'll go back and talk to my family."

"Thank you then."

Jiang Yang was particularly pleased.

He saw that the good student's mother had been playing with that Miss Marple, this is a miniature model in "Murder in the Mirror", Jiang Yang got sick by the fans, gave birth to a sick child, and then took the murderer "female star" who was poisoned by the fans, and gave them to the good student and the mother of the noodles respectively.

I won't talk about good student mothers.

She already liked this, but after getting this little model, not to mention how happy she was, she made up her mind that she would divorce and let her husband find his little fan sister, and she had to do it.

Even the noodle mother is also very happy.

She took the miniature back, and her daughter was not allowed to kneel down and call her mother.

Both sides are happy.

They're being polite.

Hoche is coming.

Jiang Yang's master, Lao Zhang, followed.

The two mothers saw that they had serious business, and although they wanted to know what they were busy with in this big battle, in order not to disturb them, the two stood up and left.

After Jiang Yang and Shi sent them away, they came back and continued to talk about stop motion animation.

And—

When the good student's mother returned home, Lao Mo had already returned.

His mind is not in the studio these days, it is all on his wife, who bought a spinning bike a few days ago and started exercising, the key is that they have not had sex for a long time.

This is a red flag.

He couldn't help but care.

After all—

The schoolgirl's praise made him flutter again, and then made him unable to find the north, and then made him feel charming, and his home was stolen, all of this is a cloud of the past, and it will disperse as soon as the wind blows.

When the painter Lao Mo saw her coming back, he hurriedly asked, "What are you doing out there?"

Good student's mother: "I bought soy sauce."

Because she was thinking about how to let her husband teach Jiang Yang to paint, her tone was much softer.

Lao Mo looked at her hands: "Where's the soy sauce?"

"Yikes."

It's the good students who remember this.

But it doesn't matter.

She asked Lao Mo to sit down: "I'll tell you something."

By the way -

She also poured a glass of water for Lao Mo.

"You, what do you say first?"

Lao Mo's heart was inexplicably worried.

In this time, this is the first time that his wife has been so good to him.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

He won't really be stolen, now is there going to be a showdown, right?

Damn, he really wanted to slap himself, he shouldn't have indulged in the worship of female students in the first place, and even opened a small stove for her on his days off.

Good student's mother: "I have a friend who wants to learn how to draw with you."

"Hey."

Old Mo Xin fluttered into his stomach, "That's it."

What did he think, his studio was supposed to accept students, and one more was not too much.

Good student's mother: "He has zero foundation."

"Huh?!"

Lao Mo doesn't understand.

What do you mean?

Kill ants with a cattle slaughtering knife.

Good student's mother: "It's not a serious study, you can just be idle and guide him a little."

Lao Mo's heart came up again: "Who is this person?"

Good student mom

"Jiang Yang, Li Yu's husband, the courtyard in front of me just moved over."

Boy!

Lao Mo called him a good guy.

He was wary of this grandson, and now this grandson was still jumping in front of him.

"No—"

Lao Mo was just about to refuse, but when he looked at the expression of the good student's mother, he suddenly changed his mind, "It's not a problem!"

He changed his mind for two reasons.

One is that he thinks this is an opportunity for the two to break the ice, his wife is soft this time, he refused, and he doesn't know when the next opportunity to break the Cold War will be.

The other is that he put Jiang Yang under his nose, not only can he look at Jiang Yang, but he can also give Ya more lessons, assign more homework to Ya, and abuse him fiercely, so that Ya can be controlled.

A good student mother couldn't imagine that it would be so easy to convince her husband.

She knows too well how unreliable it is for a painter to instruct a person with no foundation to learn to paint. However, she agreed to come down with a hot head, and this thing can't be done.

I don't do it, I'm sorry for the miniature in my pocket.

Now my husband promised so simply-

The mother of the good student blurted out, "Thank you, husband."

Oh my god!

Lao Mo hadn't heard these sweet words for a long time, but now that he heard it, the stone in his heart fell to the ground, and he felt like he was seeing the sun after a few days of haze.

It's not easy.

He even wanted to thank Jiang Yang a little-

Wait for the student's mother to say, "Don't worry, I know Li Yu, although she is just in her spare time to guide her husband, she will not treat our family badly, it is estimated that she will earn more than you take a student."

This is our family-

Lao Mo now wants to burn incense for Jiang Yang, although he also wants to get him.

But the two do not conflict.