Chapter 595 Later

Morning.

  Because of the sequelae of the marathon, Jiang Yang ran slowly.

  The blue-clothed uncle has passed by Jiang Yang twice. Seeing that Jiang Yang still can't speed up, he can't help being disappointed. He feels that he has been PUAed by something, yes, by PUA.

   Now that Jiang Yang doesn't compete with him, running is meaningless for him.

  He stopped, planning to try again after Jiang Yang passed him.

   At this moment, Teacher Wen ran over and said hello to Jiang Yang.

  Jiang Yang: "Morning, Teacher Wen, I haven't seen you for a few days."

  The two run together.

   "Going outside to record a show."

   Teacher Wen saw that Jiang Yang was swaying, running faster than walking, "You are too slow."

  Jiang Yang: "I just ran a half marathon."

  Mr. Wen was stunned, "Oh, just the blind man to accompany you to volunteer for charity?"

"Um."

  Jiang Yang nodded.

   "Okay, then you have to run slowly, I won't accompany you." Teacher Wen speeded up and ran forward.

  After passing them by, the blue-clothed uncle who got up and ran heard their conversation clearly.

   "Run with the blind, half marathon?"

  The blue-clothed uncle stopped, watched Jiang Yang slowly run away, and suddenly felt that he had passed twice just now, **** it! It's so embarrassing. Lan Yi felt so guilty that he didn't want to run anymore, so he went back directly.

  Jiang Yang ran for a while, and met Uncle Wang and Aunt Niu.

  Their square dance ended early, and they don’t know where to buy vegetables at the moment. Each of them is carrying a plastic bag of fresh vegetables, and Uncle Wang is holding a handful of shallots in his hand, looking very juicy.

  Jiang Yang chased after him: "Where did you buy the vegetables?"

  Uncle Wang: "Just the west gate of the park."

  Over there is the street where Zhou Hao and Bubble Bar are. It is an old street, and there are vegetable sellers in the morning.

  Jiang Yang took Uncle Wang a handful of shallots.

  There is leftover rice from yesterday at home, and Jiang Yang plans to make egg fried rice, so he lacks a handful of shallots.

"Hey."

  Uncle Wang: "Take less."

  He plans to go back to eat scallion noodles.

  Auntie Niu also bought it, and she asked Jiang Yang to take hers. After her grandson predicted the success of the science fiction novel last time, she was confirmed as Jiang Yang's neighbor. Now they have set up a Jiang Yang reading group, which is always popular.

"Need not."

  Jiang Yang slapped Uncle Wang again, "I'll just take Uncle Wang's. Uncle Wang is not enough for him to ask you for it."

  Uncle Wang's dodging hand immediately passed it to Jiang Yang quietly.

   "That's enough for me."

  Jiang Yang will make fried rice.

  However, before he finished speaking, he had another handful of shallots in his hand, which was given to him by Uncle Wang.

   Go back downstairs.

  Aunt Niu met the sisters and stood downstairs chatting.

  Uncle Wang and Jiang Yang went upstairs.

  Uncle Wang patted Jiang Yang on the shoulder, "He is a good boy."

but-

  Uncle Wang asked Jiang Yang to help Wang Zheng too. He has been going to the gym when he has free time these days, so he probably has some ideas.

  Jiang Yang agreed, separated from Uncle Wang, got off the elevator and returned home.

  Li Qingning is putting on makeup.

  Jiang Yang put the dishes in the kitchen, and returned to the kitchen after washing up. After thinking about it, he might as well make fried rice with soy sauce.

  He washed the shallots and cut them into finely chopped green onions, fried the eggs, sautéed the whites of the shallots until fragrant, left the rice, added soy sauce and eggs, and sprinkled the green onions when it came out of the pan.

   This was Jiang Yang's favorite dish among his mother's meals when he was in his hometown.

  He couldn't eat it here, so he groped for the taste in his memory.

However.

  The soy sauce fried rice he made is already delicious, but I don’t know if it’s the soy sauce or other reasons, he has not succeeded in replicating the taste he was looking for.

   "Later, I finally learned how to love. Unfortunately, you have long since disappeared into the sea of ​​people. Later, I finally understood through tears that once some people miss you, they will no longer..."

  Jiang Yang looked at the two plates of fried rice with soy sauce, smiled lightly, brought them to the table, and greeted Li Qingning to eat.

"coming."

  Li Qingning was wearing a turtleneck sweater and wide-leg pants. He heard this song as soon as he walked in. She tied her hair into a simple ponytail and sat next to Jiang Yang, "I thought of a joke. When Yugong was dying, he called his son to the bedside and said to his son, move the mountain, move the mountain. He The son said, "Sparkling?"

  Li Qingning looked at him with a smile.

"Well?"

  Jiang Yang was stunned.

  He didn't expect that the Great Demon King could already draw inferences from the songs he heard.

   "No sense of humor."

  Li Qingning shook his head, at least the goal was achieved, and now "Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Sparkle" has been played.

  This smart speaker is just good, even singing nursery rhymes is so nice.

  The sound in her recording studio is weak.

   After breakfast, the two went to the company together.

  It is November in Kyoto, and it is already cold.

  Li Qingning put on a long, neatly cut dark gray overcoat. After wearing a scarf, she put her hands in her pockets, looking rustic and artistic. It also made her figure taller and more temperamental.

   Arriving at the parking lot, the two got out of the car together.

   After Jiang Yang waited for his wife to lock the car, he took her hand and was about to leave when Li Qingning asked him to wait.

  She tidied up Jiang Yang's scarf.

  Jiang Yang put it on casually, and the ends of the scarf were either too long or too short, which didn't look good.

  Li Qingning: "Lift your chin up."

  She was tidying up when footsteps sounded beside her, and then someone greeted her: "Qingning."

  Jiang Yang turned his head and saw a middle-aged woman who greeted her, followed by a little fresh meat. Jiang Yang had a little impression of this little fresh meat, as if it was popular in a variety show.

   This middle-aged woman is Xiao Xianrou's manager.

  The entertainment company she works for is the same media company that Li Qingning worked for before retiring, so they know each other.

  Xiao Xianrou said hello: "Senior, hello."

  Li Qingning nodded towards them, "Why did you come here?"

   "Bring artists over to record the theme song for a TV show."

  The female producer exchanged greetings: "Then let's go up first."

"good."

  Li Qingning agreed.

  After they walked away, Li Qingning took a step back and looked at Jiang Yang, and clapped his hands in satisfaction: "Okay."

  Jiang Yang saw the little fresh meat and looked back at him.

  As the boss here, Li Qingning took the VIP elevator, and she and Jiang Yang went up directly.

  Female agent and the others took an ordinary elevator and stopped on the first floor.

Then.

  The agent saw a very powerful person leading people up the elevator.

   This person is called Li Jing.

  She is the boss of the bizarre film studio.

   This studio was jointly established by Li Jing and her husband, Lu Li, the most successful director of domestic commercial films. When Lu Li made a film, Li Jing was the producer, so her influence in the industry was quite large.

  The manager hurriedly pulled Xiao Xianrou to greet Li Jing.

   Li Jing answered absently.

  Li Jing was wearing sunglasses, the manager couldn't see her eyes, but felt that she must be thinking about a very tricky thing.

  Li Jing also went to Koi Studio.

   While the elevator was going up, the manager chatted awkwardly again. Seeing that Li Jing was worried, he didn't even look at them directly, and the manager retreated angrily. When the elevator door opened, Li Jing strode out. When approaching the front desk of Koi Studio, she took off her sunglasses, smiled and extended her hand to the waiting sister Chen—

  The manager and Xiao Xianrou came out and looked at their backs.

  The agent knew Sister Chen, they had worked together, and they used to sit together and chat and laugh happily.

Now.

  The manager saw Li Jing's different attitude towards herself and sister Chen, and couldn't help but sigh, "Work harder, if you have one-tenth of the talent of the Great Demon King, she would have looked at us just now."

  Xiao Xianrou: "Sister, don't worry, I will make this producer greet you with a smile like this in the future!"

  He just won the championship in the music comprehensive, and now is the time to be full of confidence.

  The agent looked back at him, in disbelief: "Are you going to compare your talent with the big devil?"

"this-"

  Xiao Xianrou scratched his head: "Isn't it just a tenth?"

  He feels that now that he is famous, he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, and can concentrate on working hard and learning music.

  The teacher said well, where there is a will, there is a way.

  He didn't believe that with his undivided efforts, he still couldn't reach one-tenth of the talent of the Great Demon King!

  The agent patted him on the shoulder, "That's right, you have to have this spirit."

  She gave Xiao Xianrou a study plan. "From tomorrow, you will practice guitar for four hours, vocal music for two hours, composition for two hours, and foreign language for two hours every day, rain or shine, and strive to be admitted to the best music academy—"

  Xiao Xianrou frowned, it's been ten hours!

   "This is just what is required to be completed, and you have to practice it yourself in the rest of the time."

  Agent: "Persist in this way for ten years—"

  Xiao Xianrou: "So you can be as powerful as the Great Demon King?"

"right."

  The manager nodded, "When you are sleeping, you can have the courage to dream of becoming the king of heaven."

  This is the world, hard work is the least valuable thing.

but.

  If you don't work hard, you will definitely not succeed.

  So the agent encouraged Xiao Xianrou: "One-tenth of the talent can still be achieved."

   They went into the recording studio.

   There is one more

  

  

  (end of this chapter)