MTL - Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back-Chapter 395 Swipe your phone

  Chapter 395 Swipe your phone

  Li Qingning remembered that Jiang Yang had watched the cartoon "Shan Hai Jing".

  She thought about it, and asked Sister Chen to make an appointment for this animation company until Monday, and by the way, ask the long-term cooperative investigation company to investigate.

  She always feels that this is not a coincidence, there must be a connection.

  Sister Chen agreed and asked her colleague to answer.

  Li Qingning tidied up, took Jiang Yang's hand out of the office, bid farewell to everyone, and drove home after get off work.

Bian An was playing with the camera boredly, and took a lot of photos in the rain with the camera. He also thought about sending it to Jiang Yang later, so that Jiang Yang could learn a lot. Don't just learn some skills a few days ago. Send him here to show off.

   Of course, he also boasted a few words against his will.

   Bian An felt guilty, as if he had cheated a child of a lollipop.

   At this moment, Bian An saw the big devil's car coming out of the garage.

  He came alone today, Erha didn’t come.

   Bian An hurriedly put down the camera, started the car and planned to follow, thinking that he could take some useful material.

  Unexpectedly, just as the car was about to leave, the taxi that had been parked in front of him also moved, moved sideways, and blocked his way.

   Bian An was a little anxious, but he waited patiently.

  The intersection ahead looks like a red light from a distance, and the car of the big devil should not be able to go far for the time being.

But who knows, after the taxi blocked his way, it was the same as a novice who can't drive. He just twisted a few times, didn't move, and didn't give way. After the green light, the taxi turned back to the side of the road.

"Hey!"

   Bian An has taken over, he must have met his peers!

  Only peers can be nakedly jealous.

  He stopped the car and went to the front, knocked on the window: "Master—"

  He looked down, there was no one else in the taxi except the driver.

   That's the taxi driver.

   Bian An couldn't help asking: "Master, what do you mean?"

  The taxi driver picked up the teacup, soaked goji berries in the teacup, "I'm not interested."

  He leisurely took a sip.

   Bian An: "It doesn't mean anything. What do you mean? You blocked me just now, and I provoked you."

  Master: "You didn't recruit me, and you didn't provoke me, but I can't stand you paparazzi, staring at people for pictures every day."

  He took another sip of wolfberry water.

   Bian An understands.

  He can't catch up with Jiang Yang now, so he might as well have a good chat with his master.

  He took out a cigarette, "Master, are you also a Li Yu fan?"

"Um."

  The taxi driver didn't pick up, and he still cherishes the words like gold.

He often works here, otherwise he would not have pulled Jiang Yang and sent him to the park last time, and since Jiang Yang ordered a song "Firework" for him, the taxi driver has completely become a fan of the big devil up.

  Of course, Jiang Yang's fan.

  When he parked the car just now, he saw Bian An shooting there with a long gun and a short cannon. He saw that he was a reporter, so he stumbled.

  It's just a matter of raising your hands.

Ever since Li Yu sang "Firework" in the podcast and gave it to him, he felt that his life seemed to have changed a little bit. His youngest son still plays games, but he doesn't dare to play games openly, and he never dares to say anything Play professional.

   Not only because of his boss's devil training.

  The boss of his family also invited a booster who was eliminated from professional players, and the abusive youngest son didn't want to play games for a week.

  As for the eldest son, he found a job, neither good nor bad. The only advantage is that he is close to home.

  Although all of this is not due to Jiang Yang's ordering of songs, it is like a dimly lit lamp when driving at night, which makes him feel very good.

   Bian An: "I'm also a fan of Li Yu."

  He took out his mobile phone. Although he didn't have Jiangyang's mobile phone number, he had Jiangyang's friends on his chat software.

   But the master didn't watch it, because he came to live.

   Bian An regretfully put away his phone.

  However, this gave him an idea. Jiang Yang is quite interesting, like a taxi driver, a paparazzi like him, Wang Xiaohu from the second class of the third year, a gamer reborn from the ashes. Inadvertently, he has become a warm color in other people's lives.

   Now that the activity of pushing and pushing is declining day by day, the biggest problem is that there is too little dog food.

  Both the Great Demon King and Jiang Yang are too lazy.

Not to mention weekends, the two of them sometimes don’t go out during working hours, and they shoot other stars, because the fans who come from the big devil don’t buy it, so you can try to write Jiang Yang’s story, it’s not necessarily To write clearly the first and last name, the story is really good.

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   "The two dramas are similar, but our drama is more in line with the cultural positioning of the district."

   Teacher Wen said at the dinner table.

  His wife, Teacher Li Lu, and his daughter are all there.

   They ate and chatted.

  Teacher Wen feels that there are also some off-site factors, such as Li Yu, and—

   Teacher Wen looked at Jiang Yang: "Jiang Yang."

   "The Little Prince", Poirot, if these brands landed together with the drama, then this prize will earn a lot of money.

"Um?"

  Jiang Yang looked at Teacher Wen blankly.

  He is now focusing on the caviar, wanting to taste it. I have heard that caviar is delicious, but it looks bad, which makes Jiang Yang a little tangled. Li Qingning fumbled a little with a shell spoon and fed it to Jiang Yang, who just entered the mouth—

   Salty and fishy!

  He didn't know whether to spit it out or swallow it, Li Qingning had already handed a piece of paper to his mouth.

  She had expected it.

  Her husband is most uncomfortable with fishy food.

  When Li Qingning was doing this set of movements in the clouds and flowing water, he was still chatting about the drama, the clouds were calm and the wind was light, and he also handed Jiang Yang a glass of water to rinse his mouth.

   "The drama "Birdman" is about the same."

Teacher Wen feels that no matter how many problems there are, they are also the problems of the actors themselves. Whether the actors can grow up and so on. This drama has not made much progress other than the actors. His next focus will be on "Twelve Angry Men". superior.

certainly.

  Mr. Jiangnan's "Twelve Citizens" movie is also in preparation, because of this work, so I didn't come to dinner.

   "Enough rocks, I—"

   Teacher Wen was talking when his cell phone rang.

"I answered a call", Teacher Wen picked up the phone, "Yes, it's me, who, Wu Xiu? Who is he? Oh, yes, the director of "Death of a Social Animal", the son of Teacher Zheng, he asked Jiang Yang What are you doing, you are unconvinced when you lose, and you want a duel?"

   Teacher Wen looked at Jiang Yang and smiled.

  Then, he smiled and said, "What? Come to the repertory troupe? Okay, okay, you can send me the address later."

  Teacher Wen hung up the phone, "Sure, Jiang Yang, after a selection, you hired your rival screenwriter and director."

  Jiang Yang remembered, "Oh, that uncle's name is Wu Xiu."

  Jiang Yang told Li Qingning, "He drank five cans of Coke."

Teacher Wen asked Jiang Yang: "What ecstasy soup did you pour into him, saying that you had a fight with his mother, Teacher Zheng, and wanted you to keep your word, and he didn't have your contact information, because he had my acquaintance in the group, so he called me here."

  Mr. Wen explained to Mr. Zheng, "The director of the scriptwriting department of Jingyi, a first-level screenwriter, has created several plays."

   Teacher Wen also acted in her play, she is a very kind old lady.

  This Wu Xiu is also good, he has won an industry award for best director.

  Jiang Yang was also puzzled.

  When did he become so eloquent that he just dug up an earthworm as bait, and he really caught the fish?

  Teacher Wen thought for a while, "It would be nice if Wu Xiu really joined the troupe."

  He can let go.

   Teacher Wen can be an art director. He can’t direct plays every day. His main job is an actor, let alone his own company.

Ding!

   Teacher Wen's cell phone rang.

  He looked at the address and greeted Jiang Yang: "It's still sleeping on the street, let's go and have a look."

  Jiang Yang sent Li Qingning back.

  When I got home, it was raining and a bit cold outside.

  Li Qingning asked Jiang Yang to change into a windbreaker and wrapped him in a scarf before sending Jiang Yang out.

  Jiang Yang went downstairs to meet Teacher Wen, drove out, and saw Wu Xiu trembling under a bus stop.

  Jiang Yang met the man who drank five cans of Coke during the day.

  Although he was shivering, it didn't affect his phone swiping.

   This smartphone is sooo good!

  (end of this chapter)