Chapter 276 Reply

  The summer wind is blowing warmly, passing through the hair and ears.

  The party is over.

  Jiang Yang followed the flow of people out, and is now standing on the curb waiting for Li Qingning.

  Jiang Yang looked up at the street lamp above his head. It was a little dazzling, covering the stars in the sky, let alone finding the Cowherd and Weaver Girl on Qixi Festival.

  Cars left in twos and threes, and couples passed by.

   There is love in the air.

  Some of them are still talking about "The Most Romantic Thing", "The big devil is so good-looking", a girl said.

  At this moment, someone patted Jiang Yang on the shoulder. Jiang Yang turned around, but no one was there, but he caught a glimpse of a figure under the street lamp from the corner of his eye, and then turned around pretending to be inexplicable, and suddenly turned around and hugged Li Qingning.

  Li Qingning hugged Jiang Yang to stabilize his body.

  Jiang Yang looked behind her, "Why did you come out alone?"

  She was wearing a plaid shirt and a bucket hat that covered almost half of her face.

   "Looking for you."

  Li Qingning said that there were too many cars, and sister Xia had to wait a while to drive the car out.

  She stood on tiptoe and hung her hands around Jiang Yang's neck: "Did sister sing just now?"

   "Excellent."

  Jiang Yang said.

   Li Qingning was dressed in white and sat in front of the black piano, her long straight hair fell like a waterfall on her shoulders, she was gentle and quiet. When she looked at Jiang Yang, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and her handsomeness took Jiang Yang's heart away. She walks around on the keys with her fingers, she plays the piano so beautifully, the person looks so nice, and the way the voice handles the song makes people want to go to Turkey so romantically.

   And Tokyo and Paris.

  Li Qingning patted him on the back, "What a mess. No, very touching?"

"Yes, I have."

  Jiang Yang was not only moved, but also thought about it a lot. He just felt that the piano at home was quite expensive.

   "Rogue."

   Li Qingning glared at him, very cute, with fierce tits.

  Jiang Yang giggled, lowered his head and wanted to kiss her, but the hat blocked it, Li Qingning lifted the hat up, and then tried to get closer, the brim of the hat touched Jiang Yang's eyes again.

  The two laughed.

"gone."

  She took Jiang Yang's hand and walked towards the intersection. There were many cars on this side.

   "You play the piano so well." Jiang Yang said suddenly while walking on the road.

"of course."

  Li Qingning was very proud, "Who do you look down on, be careful to let you go back to sleep on the sofa."

Her mother forced her to learn the piano since she was a child. Needless to say, she has a mother who supervises her. Even now she is supervised remotely. Just now when she returned to the backstage, her mother sent her a message , just five words, "The level has dropped."

  Jiang Yang followed: "There must be ten levels."

  Li Qingning intends to stare at him with his eyes, but after thinking about it, he has to take care of him, so let's stare at him for a cold.

  The two walked out of the street and waited on the side of the street.

  Seeing that Jiang Yang's clothes were a little messy, Li Qingning took a step back to help him tidy up, and then admired the artwork he had created.

"The Most Romantic Thing" is the last song in Li Qingning's new album. Although many people have said that they like this song under the topic of the new album or in Chaohua, it is the most romantic to see gentleness in the ordinary A song, but this song is far less popular than "Mr. Anonymous", and it is not as popular as "Simple Love".

  But after Li Yu sang this song live at the party, the popularity suddenly rose. Especially the dance in front of the piano, the male dancer and the female dancer sat on the carpet and listened to the song, and then danced romantically and beautifully, until they grew old and chatted slowly on the rocking chair.

   Many people can suddenly feel the Get.

"This song really sings about the life I yearn for, plain and warm. I hope I can also find someone who is as warm as this. We sit on the carpet, talk about music, talk about dreams, and collect bits and pieces along the way. When you grow old, sit in a rocking chair and chat slowly."

   "It's really a buried song."

   "There is only the Great Devil. Just one day after the album came out, there was a song saying he was buried."

   "Because every song in this album is so good."

   "When I get married, I must sing this song."

   "Is it just me who wants to kill Mr. Anonymous? This album, this song, damn, I'm so sour."

   "Wake up above, you are a girl."

   "Because I'm a girl, I have a better chance to get close to the big devil. With such a cool cat master, men probably won't have the chance."

   "That Jiangyang—"

   "Damn it, when I think of Master Cat chasing him, I get so angry that I really want to kill him."

"Ha ha."

Han Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing when she saw this message. Now, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, they all want to kill Jiang Yang. If this message on the Internet can kill people, Director Jiang has to call the police every day. At the end of the report, the police As soon as he answered the phone, "It's you again."

  Li Liang and Jiang Chen looked back at her: "Sister Han, why are you smirking?"

"nothing."

  Han Xiaoxiao shook her head and echoed, "Take out my fifty-meter machete." Seeing the big devil on the stage, she was in a daze. It's just that she forgot that the Twitter account she is logging into now is a company account.

  Many people commented: "666, a brother has broken into the enemy."

   "Suddenly worried about the safety of Brother Gou."

  With the help of "The Most Romantic Thing", many family members, such as taxi drivers, don't usually pay attention to music, and many bought albums, and the album sales reached a new high within 24 hours.

  Sister Chen was so happy that she called Li Qingning early in the morning to congratulate her.

  Li Qingning was very plain.

  There are five songs from Jiang Yang in this album. Needless to say, these five songs are classics. Even the five original songs by her are masterpieces produced after integrating and studying the music concepts of the two worlds.

  If this fails to achieve a breakthrough in grades, Li Qingning can surrender the title of Great Demon King to others.

  She sat up, coping with Sister Chen's words, and looked at Jiang Yang next to her.

  He was sleeping on his stomach by the bed, with one hand almost hanging on the ground, and it can't be said that he didn't sleep well, it was just weird.

  She covered Jiang Yang with a quilt, got out of bed wearing suspenders, poured herself a glass of water, and continued the promotional work of the album with Sister Chen in the living room.

  Jiang Yang was already awake when Li Qingning covered him with a quilt.

   I just don’t want to move.

   It is good to have one person covering the quilt.

   After a while, he got up. After washing up, he greeted Li Qingning and went for a run.

  The weather today is not very good, it is gloomy, and it may rain.

  Not long after he ran, he ran into Uncle Wang. He was holding a letter in his hand. It was the reply letter from Teacher Wang when Uncle Wang listened to Jiang Yang and donated books to Wang Zheng's father, Teacher Wang.

  Jiang Yang read it.

  In the letter, Teacher Wang thanked Uncle Wang for donating books, but the village is in a remote mountain village, and the postman has to walk two days on the mountain road to get there, so the book is a heavy burden for the postman. "The postman is about to retire, and he still has a problem with one leg." As if he was afraid that the donors would have other ideas, Teacher Wang emphasized the postman's difficulties in his heart.

  That's all in the letter.

  The general meaning is heart-to-heart, but the donation of books is a burden for postmen with poor mail routes.

  Uncle Wang asked: "How do you reply to the letter next?"

  Jiang Yang said: "Just donate one or two books slowly, build a library in the village school, and then apologize to the postman."

   There is no rush for this matter.

"OK!"

  Uncle Wang listened to Jiang Yang, and he wrote it when he got back.

  Jiang Yang bid farewell to him and continued to run. He had to run less than two laps today because he had to accompany the blind man Laozhuang this afternoon.

  (end of this chapter)