On December 1st, he came to the imperial capital.

first participated in the film audition, and then started the three-day filming work, and steadily received a salary of 6,000 yuan.

On average, two thousand a day, which is quite comfortable.

After doing this, the income really rose rapidly.

The only thing that's a pity is probably that when we talk about remuneration, the micro-film and Egger Magazine haven't been launched yet, otherwise Jiang Yan can still quote a higher price.

In today's era of traffic where the network has fully entered people's lives, traffic is real money.

Often, how high a person's business value is depends entirely on how high that person's traffic is.

Although Jiang Yan's current traffic popularity is not the top in the graphic model circle, it is not as good as the best, but it is also at the level of about the second or third line.

If it weren't for the short time in the industry, the relatively small number of shootings, and the resume column being a bit empty, I am afraid that they would have been poached by big brands as their exclusive models.

After all, his superiority is visible to the naked eye.

The appearance is difficult to be imitated and surpassed.

At the end of the last day of shooting, the brand was very satisfied with the shooting status of the two models of Jiang Yanzhang Ruonan.

So with a wave of his hand, he organized a wave of dinner at a local private restaurant with a good reputation.

Well, this store has a good reputation, and it should be.

It's delicious.

Even Jiang Yan, a mountain city person who is used to eating hot pot and thinks that he can't adapt to northern cuisine, has eaten it happily, and sure enough, some delicacies can cross regions.

It was past seven o'clock, and after everyone had finished their dinner lively, they all gathered in groups to go out for a walk.

Jiang Yan had worked hard all day, and originally wanted to go back to the hotel to lie down and recover his strength, but Zhang Ruonan stopped him by shouting.

"Do you have time to go out together?"

"What if I say I don't have time?"

"I'll be angry." Zhang Ruonan held her head high and sweetly coquettishly said to Jiang Yan: "Then I will be sad and sad." ”

"I don't think I've ever seen you look like this, so I'm really looking forward to it." Jiang Yan was joking, but his body still walked out with her happily.

The street where the two of them walked was not very far from the hotel, almost a few kilometers away, which meant that they had plenty of time to talk about what they wanted to talk about.

"The last time I took such a walk after dinner was the last time, but it seems to be a little cold..."

Now that the time has come to December, the imperial capital and even the entire north have already entered winter, and the temperature at night is only about zero degrees, in order to resist the cold, Jiang Yan put his hands in his pockets and buried his face down in the black and gray scarf as much as possible, this action made him add a lot of vulnerability, and from time to time caused the passing girls to look sideways.

"If you don't know what to talk about, you can shut up." Zhang Ruonan rolled his eyes helplessly, obviously speechless at the nonsense literature that Jiang Yan had displayed during this time.

It seems that no matter what good things she encounters recently, she wants to take pictures and share them with Jiang Yan, so she sent Jiang Yan a picture of the sky she captured on the road, thinking that Jiang Yan could praise her twice, but she didn't think about it but inexplicably received a sentence: There is not a single cloud in the cloudless sky.

At first, she thought that this sentence had a deep meaning, just like the moonlight was so beautiful tonight, it was a vague confession, after all, Jiang Yan's expression was very serious when she said this, but after thinking about it for a long time, she realized that it was nonsense.

It was she who was self-inflicted and over-interpreted.

There was also a daily video call, Zhang Ruonan was peeling bananas to eat one day, and Jiang Yan suddenly said when he saw this, "Do you know what you will find after peeling this banana?" She thought about it for a long time, and finally couldn't think of an answer before she shook her head and asked, but Jiang Yan replied: "You will find a peeled banana." ”

She immediately couldn't hold back her scolding.

But the more anxious she was, the more Jiang Yan laughed.

And when I eat, I say that this potato has a potato smell, this tomato has a tomato smell...

At this point, she completely understood that Jiang Yan was making fun of her, and this inexplicable nonsense literature was probably the trick tool he had recently concocted.

"Oh, then I won't speak." Regarding Zhang Ruonan's dissatisfaction and accusations, Jiang Yan also has something to say.

In the past few days, when he was studying Lin Zekun's memories in his dreams, he found that this thing called nonsense literature was quite interesting, with a kind of abstract beauty that lacked a brain stem.

It struck him in the heart at once! Perhaps there is an abstract self hidden deep inside everyone.

Zhang Ruonan was a little dumbfounded, then clenched her fists and hammered Jiang Yan, who was teasing her again, and said angrily: "Please, we're dating now, do you know?" If one of them is autistic and pretending to be dead the whole time and doesn't say a word, is it still called dating? ”

"What kind of date are we two on?" Jiang Yan blinked and smiled, "It's just a walk after dinner." ”

"There are girls who invite you to go out with her alone, either because they are interesting to you, or they just want to find someone to help her carry her bag." Zhang Ruonan said with a determined face.

She decided to charge Jiang Yan tonight.

"Oh, which kind of you are?"

"What do you think?" Zhang Ruonan tilted her head to look at Jiang Yan cutely, her eyes seemed to be a little dangerous, as if Jiang Yan was about to be sharked off by her if she was not careful.

"I think... Do you want me to carry my bag? ”

"Why are you like this?!"

"I'm kidding!" Jiang Yan rubbed Zhang Ruonan's head dotingly, squinted his eyes and smiled: "How can you lean against the fire and feel no feeling at all?" ”

Zhang Ruonan didn't blow up his hair this time, but lowered his head and was silent for a long time before he said softly: "Who will be moved by the open flame?" He will only hide. ”

"Didn't I just hide?" Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Ruonan quietly looked at Jiang Yan with her spare eyes, feeling that her cheeks were a little hot, but she still snorted lightly, and gently slapped Jiang Yan's hand on top of her head angrily.

"I don't think you have a place to hide, right?"

"I don't understand why you're so unconfident." Jiang Yan suddenly smiled, "Although your first impression you gave me when we first met was a little social fear and not good at socializing with others, I guess it was most likely your means to protect yourself, and your inner cheerfulness and generosity can't be hidden, but as our relationship deepens and we get to know each other more and more, you become less and less like yourself." ”

The atmosphere was suddenly silent, and the two walked slowly.

This is an old street with a lot of smoke and fire, the street lights are neither many nor bright, the small shops on the side of the street are brightly lit, but the street is empty, and occasionally when you pass by a family that eats late, you can even smell the smell of oil smoke and vegetables wafting from it.

Jiang Yan likes this quiet and peaceful atmosphere very much, just like his hometown Tongliang, although the high-rise buildings in the big city symbolize development and prosperity, but many ordinary people have no sense of participation and integration, as if they are individuals stripped from the concrete jungle.

If you stay for a long time, you won't be able to find your belonging.