Chapter 537 Big City, Little Love

 Zhu Rui left.

Li Qingning happened to get off work and sent her down.

 The two of them said goodbye in the parking lot.

Zhu Rui opened the car door and was about to sit in when she stopped and looked at Li Qingning in the distance. She saw her left hand in her pocket, her right hand carrying a bag, and the long boots on her feet lifting the hem of her long skirt as she moved, elegant and calm.

Zhu Rui couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

She has listened to a lot of Li Qingning's songs, and whether she is a fan or not does not count.

I just remember that when she heard Li Qingning’s debut song, she was already working on related content. At that time, she felt that this little girl had spirituality and would definitely become a figure in the Chinese music scene in the future.

 Now it seems that she still underestimated this little girl.

This little girl has now transformed into a capable and neat person. She has become what many women dream of. She is independent, independent, temperamental and talented, but not overwhelming, but has a kind of feminine brilliance?

Zhu Rui didn’t know whether she was using the right word.

In her opinion, Li Qingning is different from many strong women she knows.

 She doesn’t look like a **** fighting all the time.

 She is more confident, the kind that radiates from the inside out.

 Zhu Rui feels that Li Qingning does have the capital to be confident. I wonder if Li Qingning knows that the copyright she holds in her hands is not only coveted by domestic streaming media, but also by foreign streaming media.

 “You should know.”

Zhu Rui muttered, Li Qingning held the copyright so tightly that no one was allowed to get involved.

Thinking about it, Zhu Rui became jealous of Li Qingning. Let alone being talented, she found a husband who was so talented.

 She shouldn’t have traveled back from the future and reopened the trumpet.

 Zhu Rui was thinking wildly.

 After Li Qingning got in the car and drove away, she got into the car and left too.

 After driving for almost two hours, Liang Han sent Jiang Yang home.

 The street lights were all on at this time.

When Jiang Yang opened the door and walked in, Li Qingning was sitting on the sofa, flipping through Tui Tui.

Secondhand Rose's music festival performance was not even trending on Twitter. It caused a lot of interest in topics related to the music festival, but the most popular thing was that three songs were written by Li Yu. This band was in person Thanks to the big devil husband and so on.

 As for discussions about performances, there were some, but they gradually turned into disease exchange meetings.

 Li Qingning flipped through it casually, then opened a video shot on the spot and looked for Jiang Yang in the video.

 She really found it.

There is a clip where the lead singer thanks Jiang Yang.

Also when singing, when the camera goes to the audience, the audience occasionally takes pictures of the big screen -

 Li Qingning pauses here.

 She saw Jiang Yang on the big screen.

She looked at him standing there, quietly watching the audience jump and laugh.

Li Qingning suddenly felt like her child had no one to play with in the kindergarten.

 The door rang.

Jiang Yang came back, Li Qingning put down his phone and stood up, "How was the music festival?"

 “It’s boring.”

Jiang Yang threw his coat aside, "It's not as good as my wife's singing."

He walked over and hugged Li Qingning, "You have spoiled my taste. What should I do? Now my head is all about you and my heart is all about you. Listening to other people's songs is no longer good."

"Um-"

Li Qingning felt that her husband was invincible. He just said nice words and had background music, "...Finally found the end of all wanderings, and the thin smile ended the tiredness...You are all in my head, all in my heart, this little love is there The big city is so sweet, all I miss is you, everything is you, the little love in the big city only falls in love with you..."

 She patted his back and said, "That's just right. I'll sing it to you from now on."

"good."

Jiang Yang whispered in her ear that he liked to listen to songs with only "um" in the lyrics.

 Li Qingning hit him and said, "Go and wash up quickly. I made you like steak."

"good."

Jiang Yang agreed and suddenly remembered, "I haven't had an elder for a long time—"

Li Qingning kicked him away.

Music festival is quite tiring.

After dinner, Jiang Yang put away the dishes and cleaned the room again, and then he was too lazy to move. He didn't write a script or a novel. He just played games for a while. After Li Qingning finished practicing his musical instrument, he went to bed.

Morning.

Jiang Yang went for a run in the park a day later.

The uncle in blue clothes was running very loosely at first, but when he saw Jiang Yang coming, his legs immediately gained strength. Fortunately, the track in the park is made of plastic. If it were made of dirt, the man in blue would have made a hole in his heel.

However.

Jiang Yang put on his headphones, put on music, and started running slowly.

 When he was tired, he lay down flat, no need to compete!

The uncle in blue clothes had run a certain distance, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Jiang Yang running so slowly and leisurely.

What kind of trouble is this?

 He slowed down and when Jiang Yang was about to catch up, he sped up again.

Jiang Yang was indifferent.

The uncle in blue simply stopped this time and walked slowly. After Jiang Yang caught up with him in a jog, he would overtake him from behind.

Jiang Yang remained indifferent.

The uncle in blue clothes hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head in disgust, saying that he would no longer struggle in his junior year. Human hearts and the world, it’s a pity that with such a good body, bones and face, he can only be a pretty boy in the future...

 The man in blue ran forward regretfully.

Jiang Yang became happy. Sure enough, as long as he lay down and didn't care about winning or losing, everything would be much better.

 He returned home proudly.

Before Li Qingning got up, Jiang Yang went to the kitchen to make a simple breakfast after washing up, including fried golden poached eggs, a few slices of bread, and two glasses of milk. Before he could call Li Qingning, he saw her walking into the kitchen wearing her own shirt. .

 His legs are all white under the shirt.

 Li Qingning took a sip of milk and asked, "What are you happy about?"

“Today, the uncle in blue finally let me defeat him.”

Jiang Yang used his fingers to gently wipe off the milk skin on Li Qingning's upper lip, and licked it with his tongue, not to waste it.

Li Qingning held the milk and blinked: "Did you outrun him?"

Jiang Yang’s physical strength suddenly improved?

"No."

Jiang Yang put down the egg, "I won't run away."

 What a win.

Li Qingning said, Jiang Yang's body is not made of iron.

 She took another sip of milk, deliberately bringing the milk skin to her lips...

 After a meal.

Li Qingning took out the violin and played it for a while to relax his mood.

 After lunch, around two o'clock, Li Qingning got busy.

Sister Xia drove all the staff to the community.

The two assistants held the clothes Li Qingning wanted to wear, while the stylist and makeup artist held makeup bags and other items.

 They were busy in the house.

Jiang Yang was sitting in the living room playing games.

Xiao Xia and Zhu Li occasionally help out and do some work, and the rest of the time is free.

 Xiaoxia stood in the living room, looking around.

This was the first time she had the opportunity to take a closer look at her boss's house.

 The house is very big.

 Xiaoxia felt that she would get lost inside.

 But it’s not empty, it’s quite cozy. At first glance, it looks like someone who lives at home often, and the atmosphere of daily home life is very strong. The sofa over there is the reception area, there is a carpet in front of the TV, and there is a game console; here is the children's activity area, with building blocks, and there is a piano next to it. You can completely imagine Jiang Yang playing with the building blocks here, and the Big Devil playing the piano next to him. The warmth -

Her friend Xiaobai asked her to tell her some interesting stories about the big devil every day. After Xiaobai listened, she always reminded herself that she was Jiang Hei, not a dog-food gangster. Taking a photo of Xiaobai in this living room, Xiaoxia felt that she might be unstable.

Xiaoxia looked at Jiang Yang again.

 She took advantage of the fact that the big devil was away and took a few more glances. This guy was awesome.

She now knows what Jiang Yang wrote next to the piano, "The Tuner", which is indeed amazing.

that is-

Xiaoxia looked at the skull wearing a hat in the corner of the living room. She still didn’t know what the story was behind dragging the suitcase to the subway station with a corpse inside.

  An hour, there will be another chapter after an hour

　　

　　

 (End of this chapter)