After a long time.

Professor Zhang sighed: "It's been decades, and this place has changed a lot. ”

He turned, "Let's go." ”

Jiang Yang followed.

Professor Zhang: "Good swimmers drown, many accidents are people who can swim, you still have to be more careful in the future." ”

"Hmm."

Jiang Yang responded.

He talked about the three-body problem again.

When I got downstairs, I said almost, "-That's the part now, next time, when I tell you the story of the three-body man coming soon, the story is much more science fiction than now, it's old and exciting, and it can make you listen to goosebumps." ”

"That's going to be three hundred years from now, right?"

Professor Zhang sighed: "What a good story. ”

After a hundred years in an instant, there is the vastness of the universe and the endless life, which is quite a feeling of parasitic mayflies in the sky and the earth, and a drop in the ocean.

They went upstairs.

The hallway lighting is a bit dim.

I didn't feel it during the day, but at night I felt the difference between the old building and the new building.

"Slow down."

Jiang Yang reminded Professor Zhang.

"No, I don't. The house is something that at first you will revel in having it every morning. Over the years, the house has become obsolete, and you will gradually stop loving it so much because it should be perfect and imperfect, but actually—"

Professor Zhang was out of breath.

"I'm too old to walk."

He stopped and continued to say to Jiang Yang: "There is no perfect house in this world. You know that you can't fall down the stairs with your eyes closed, how hard do you have to close the door... These things hidden in life are the things that give you a sense of security, and you usually don't feel it, but after you lose it, these details are the most nostalgic. ”

That's a bit pretentious.

Jiang Yang doesn't understand very well.

"It's the same with love."

Professor Zhang muttered and continued upstairs.

When they arrived at the door of Teacher Li Qingning, they said goodbye.

When Li Qingning saw Jiang Yang, he saw that he was holding a large bottle of Coke in his hand.

Jiang Yang has a good reason: "This is the leftover from the dinner, I will bring it back to avoid waste!" ”

Li Qingning: ......

They go home.

In the car.

Jiang Yang reported the news that Lao Zhang had arrived home safely in the group.

And then—

He said to Li Qingning: "Wife, in the future, there will be a shortage of orchestral talents to find me, and I will also have connections." ”

"Really?"

Li Qingning: "My husband is amazing." ”

Although she is in the orchestral system, she didn't say it.

Back to the community.

Li Qingning parked his car in the surface parking lot in front of the Dragon Mansion.

The end of the year is approaching.

The festive atmosphere of the community is strong, the lights are colorful, and it is also very creative, and I heard that it has been designed by professional artists.

She parked her car here, planning to take Jiang Yang for a walk.

Just then, her phone rang.

Li Qingning answered the phone.

Jiang Yang got off first.

And then.

He heard someone not far away swearing loudly: "Your mother is × blind, stepping on my shoes." ”

Jiang Yang couldn't help but look at this Zu'an madman.

They were three men and two women, who had just come out of the Dragon Mansion and were heading to the parking lot.

In the middle of the Zu'an madman's house, he put one hand around a beautiful woman, and then said to the two men next to him, I don't know if it was when he was walking, the beauty accidentally stepped on him, which provoked the Zu'an madman to scold.

The beauty apologized weakly, saying that it was not intentional.

They came over.

“…… The time is set for the day after tomorrow, so let's let Robernie collect overseas data first..."

Li Qingning locked the car and walked over on the phone.

She grabbed Jiang Yang's arm and walked forward, just in time to meet those people head-on.

Under the street lamp, Jiang Yang immediately recognized who this Zu'an madman was.

A well-known rich second generation.

is now also the owner of an entertainment company, because of the particularity of his identity, when he entered this industry, he claimed to rectify the domestic entertainment industry, but after a long time, he didn't bring out a few stars, but he became an Internet celebrity.

Of course.

His entertainment company is not without strength, and he still signed a few famous actors.

The Zuan madman also saw them, and after pausing for a while, he turned sideways to get out of the way to Jiang Yang's side, and when Jiang Yang was about to go around, he also pulled the female companion he had just scolded and directly made way for Jiang Yang.

"Thank you."

Jiang Yang thanked him.

Li Qingning glanced up at them, took Jiang Yang's arm, and continued to call: "... I still have to talk to Time.com, this song can also be on overseas streaming media, and it is not too late to wait for the next album to be exclusive..."

Jiang Yang glanced back at the Zu'an madman.

This guy is quite polite, and I don't know why he spits fragrant at every turn.

"I'll go, Li Yu."

After they passed by in Jiangyang, the companions of the Zu'an madman whispered.

"It's too good to be in shape."

The eyes of the other beautiful woman blinked, starlight.

"This kid has two brushes."

The two men looked at Jiang Yang twice, and they really wanted to kick him just now.

"Hey."

A man turned his head, "Brother An, do you know the Great Demon King?" ”

Zaun Maniac: "I saw her at a friend's wedding, and she was a bridesmaid." ”

Another man joked: "You didn't mess with the bridesmaids?" ”

"I'm messing with Nima, your father doesn't want to die yet."

The madman of Zuan spat fragrant again, and he didn't look at the occasion, his father stood like a minion.

The scolded man smiled wryly.

The lights in the neighborhood are really good.

Jiang Yang took Li Qingning's hand and turned around, and then saw Uncle Wang and Emperor Wang strolling around to look at the lights, Jiang Yang hurriedly pulled Li Qingning into the grove and took a shortcut to go home.

Now this Wang Zheng is looking for him all day long to ask for the tuner's script.

Li Qingning: "You just write the script out for him earlier." ”

"Wait."

Jiang Yang has spent most of his time painting lately.

Most of Lao Mo's students have been learning to paint since they were young, and they have been painting until now, to the point where Jiang Yang stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the top of the mountain and marveling. And Jiang Yang has only started to learn to paint now, so why shouldn't he work hard.

And yet—

This effort to learn to paint made him delay a lot of time, and he piled up all the work recently: first, he had to think about the three-body problem. The story of the three-body problem is not something that can be remembered immediately when I tell it to Professor Zhang, but I have to think about it in advance.

And then—

He had to hurry up and write it when he got back in the evening.

Other than that.

The café manager is still waiting for his miniature.

Therefore, Jiang Yang can't take care of Wang Yingdi's script for the time being.

Back home.

Jiang Yang seized the time to write the story of the three-body problem first.

This made his comic editor, Bi An, scratch his ears and cheeks.

After taking office as the editor of the comics section of the forum, Bi An's expectation of revitalizing Guoman did not come in the future.

Because—

Jiang Yang's grandson is really not in the oil and salt.

It's not that Bi An didn't earn money.

After Jiang Yang pointed out every mistake, he did not hesitate to give his rewards, which was uncertain, but it was enough to satisfy Bi An, and he earned a lot more than Bi An making short videos or live broadcast repainting.

But.

Whenever he mentions the current situation of Guoman.

What Guoman is dead.,There's something to burn paper.,When the cartoonist is disappearing.,Jiang Yang disappeared.,There's no discussion at all.,Turn your head and look.,This grandson is asking others in the CG area about the sculpture playing.,Is modeling going to be very cowhide or something like that.。

Bi'an: ......

At this time, he hated it so much that he couldn't wait to beat Jiang Yang up along the network cable!

With such a high storyboard and storytelling talent, you don't need to play your sister's special effects!

Tyrannical Creatures!

How.

Let him use all his strength, Jiang Yang just doesn't take advantage of this stubble, and he is not interested in revitalizing Guoman or anything at all.

The only thing that is gratifying is that as an art-biased forum, the comics section can also attract a lot of people who are interested in comics, such as bald men, bald women, baby fat is really good and others come to discuss Guoman with him, so that the topics he mentioned above will not fall into the embarrassment of no one cares.

Of course.

If the baby fat is really good, he will be more pleased to ask for less Han Man's seeds.

Tonight.

Before going to bed, Bi An sat in front of his computer and refreshed the forum page.

Jiang Yang did not upload the comics.

Bi An glanced at the time, and estimated that "One Punch Man" would not be updated tonight.

"Hey."

He sighed and turned off his computer.

His wife was watching "Underground Traffic Station" with a tablet, and raised her head after hearing his sigh: "What's the matter, Jiang Yang didn't pay attention to you again?" ”

Bi An: "Not only did he ignore it, but he slacked off in his updates." ”

Before he became an editor, he was a comic book enthusiast.

He's now chasing One Punch Man.

This manga is so interesting.

He can name a lot of good things about this comic.

What pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger to defeat the enemy with one punch, what is the crazy structure of the hero and the spoof of the traditional hot-blooded comics, etc., but the only thing Bi An wants to say is that the biggest advantage of this comic is that it interprets what "powerful" is, and it is full of unique "warmth", it feels like driving an RV that the gods and Buddhas can't do, and the feeling of following the Tang monks and apprentices to the west to learn scriptures can not only see the daily life of the west, but also watch the monkey brother fight the gods and demons without worry.

Every word of it is an ironing of the soul for a tired person.

Let people enjoy the daily life after the invincible.

And yet—

Now the yoga of the mind is broken.

Bi An touched the network cable of the notebook: "I really want to drill down the network cable and tie him up." ”