MTL - Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back-Chapter 22 84 Charing Cross Road

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  Chapter 22 84 Charing Cross Road

  Li Qingning was driving, "I heard your tone, why are you gloating?"

"No no."

  Jiang Yang hastily denied it, but quickly admitted, "Well, there is a little bit."

But this is definitely not unkind gloating, but a kind of knowing that there is a pit ahead, and everyone will jump into it sooner or later. A group of bad friends are standing by the pit and waiting for the first person to fall. Jumped into the pit.

  Jiang Yang finally found a suitable adjective, "It's as if someone was stepping into the thunder ahead."

  Li Qingning raised his eyebrows, "Sometimes you compare it to pits, and sometimes you compare it to thunder—"

  While waiting for the red light, she turned her head to look at Jiang Yang, "You don't like children?"

"Okay."

  Jiang Yang's tone was full of hesitation. This topic was indeed too far away for him.

  The theater has arrived, and ticket checking has begun.

   Zhuang Mei was already waiting on the seat, she waved to Li Qingning, the two hugged, Zhuang Mei greeted Jiang Yang again, and the three of them sat down together.

"Why!"

  Before the play started, Zhuang Mei touched Li Qingning, "The show on the stage is set."

  Li Qingning turned to look at her, waiting for her to finish.

Zhuang Mei told her that the slow life variety show mentioned by Jiang Yang was put on the agenda due to her solitude, or insistence on going her own way. Zhuang Mei still prefers this kind of variety show, and she is sure to run this variety show well. .

   This kind of slow life variety show is still blank. Once it is done, it will be the only one, the benchmark of the industry. As for the failure, "Don't be afraid, the variety shows on Kyoto TV are bad, and I don't care if there is another bad one."

   Having said that, Li Qingning knew that Zhuang Mei must be under a lot of pressure.

  She teased: "Hey, this show is set, so my husband's planning fee—"

"When the show starts, I'll give your husband a big red envelope, okay?" Zhuang Mei thinks that Li Qingning is about to become a madman protecting her husband, but the red envelope is not for nothing. Zhuang Mei hopes that Jiang Yang can refine it. His idea, write a plan.

  Jiang Yanggang agreed, and the play began.

Jiang Yang used to watch all online, this is the first time Jiang Yang is watching a drama now, and in the front row, the expressions of the performers on the stage can be roughly seen clearly, their line skills are awesome, their enunciation is clear and their emotions are conveyed accurately , let Jiang Yang realize the charm of drama for the first time.

   As for the plot.

The two male protagonists, one is a clerk in an antique bookstore, and the other is a poor artist. They live in a rented basement in the city. The artist has a girlfriend who accidentally became pregnant. Now he is faced with the choice between a house and a child proposed by his mother-in-law. sexual conundrum. Just when they were desperate, they got a painting by chance.

  Some people say that this painting is priceless, while others say that this painting is a fake. In order to buy a house and marry a wife, they want to sell the painting.

  Xu Fan plays a literary and artistic female liar in it.

The way she lied to the painting was to write letters to the clerk of the bookstore. Writing letters in this era, asking the clerk of the bookstore to find books for him, I have to say that there is a different kind of romance, and it immediately fascinates the boy with a bit of petty bourgeois sentiment Already...

  When Jiang Yang saw this passage, he felt that the plot was a little familiar, a bit like the "84 Charing Cross Road" he had seen. He had read this book before crossing, and liked it very much. Looking at the plot in front of him now, he couldn't help but think of the content in this book. He still remembered the first sentence of this book: "Everyone Sir: I saw your ad in the Saturday Literary Review, and it said you specialize in out-of-print books..."

   "Hiss!"

  Jiang Yang's head suddenly felt a stabbing pain, his painful body twitched violently, and he fell back and hit the back of the chair. Some words were like steel needles wedged into his head, making Jiang Yang's eyes dark for a while. .

  Li Qingning's hand was always in Jiang Yang's, and he immediately felt that Jiang Yang was strange. She turned her head, saw Jiang Yang covering his forehead, and asked him, "Does your head hurt again?"

  However, Jiang Yang's eyes have returned to clarity.

  He waved his hand to tell Li Qingning not to worry, "Just for a while, it's over."

This is an old problem of his, and it was left over from the car accident that caused him to travel across the country during the summer vacation of his sophomore year. Later, he went to the hospital for an examination. The doctor said that there was nothing wrong with it, and it was a primary headache. Some people also have headaches when they are anxious, tired and tense. It's normal for someone like Jiang Yang who had injured his brain and survived miraculously to have such sequelae.

   But Li Qingning soon discovered that Jiang Yang's pain was a little different this time, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. She greeted Zhuang Mei and helped Jiang Yang to the bathroom. Jiang Yang felt much better after washing his face.

  Li Qingning asked him: "How bad is the pain this time?"

  She pulled Jiang Yang to the chair next to him and sat down. He sat down and let Jiang Yang lean in his arms. She massaged Jiang Yang's head.

"a little bit."

   But this kind of headache comes and goes quickly. Jiang Yang is alive and well now. He said to Li Qingning: "I just watched Xu Fan's play and thought of a novel. I thought about it a little bit more, and then I got a headache."

  Li Qingning was curious, "What novel can give you a headache thinking about it."

   "84 Charing Cross Road."

  Jiang Yang raised his head and asked Li Qingning, "Have you heard of it?"

  Li Qingning shook his head.

  Jiang Yang probably understands that not only Chinese modern entertainment is different, foreign entertainment has embarked on a fork in the 19th century.

   "An epistolary novel."

Just as Jiang Yang was about to tell a general story, the clear content in the book came to mind, as clear as a book spread out in front of Jiang Yang. Jiang Yang was surprised and said to Li Qingning: "This book is a book about a woman. Correspondence between the writer and the clerk during the process of buying books at the second-hand bookstore at 84 Charing Street, if you like it, I will write to you when I go back."

  Jiang Yang really wanted to share this book with Li Qingning.

"write to me?"

  Li Qingning lowered her head and kissed his forehead, "Okay."

  Jiang Yang is almost better now, they went in to watch the drama again, just after they were seated, Zhuang Mei asked Li Qingning in a low voice: "What's going on?"

  Li Qingning said in a low voice: "It's nothing, Jiang Yang has a headache, it's an old problem. "

  Zhuang Mei lowered her voice again, "I'm across the door from a well-known brain doctor expert. I'll take you to see it tomorrow?"

  Jiang Yang is obviously in more pain today than before, and Li Qingning is a little worried.

   She agreed.

  The drama ended quickly, and the actors came up to thank them one by one.

  Jiang Yang received Li Qingning's signal at this time, and was already waiting in the background. There were a few men standing next to them, and they all held flowers in their hands. It seemed that what Xu Fan said was right, all the actresses had someone to send them flowers, and if she was missing, she would be really embarrassed.

  The actors left the backstage one after another. Jiang Yang stood in front with a tall and straight figure, which attracted the attention of many people, which made Jiang Yang a little uncomfortable. After finally waiting for Xu Fan to come down, Jiang Yang hurriedly presented flowers to her.

"Thanks!"

  Xu Fan's voice was delicate, and Jiang Yang had goose bumps all over his body. She was followed by the leading actress, Xu Fan deliberately said this to the leading actress behind her. When the leading actress saw Jiang Yang, she was stunned, and the flowers presented by the rich second generation next to her were no longer fragrant.

  Jiang Yang withdrew from the backstage after presenting flowers.

  This adult's intrigue really doesn't suit him.

  (end of this chapter)