Li Qingning finished the kiss and touched Jiang Yang's head, "Are you okay?"
"What?"
Jiang Yang didn't know anything, but he still wanted to kiss her now.
Her lipstick is very fragrant and shiny, just like the luster on the surface of fruit, making people appetizing just looking at it.
Li Qingning blocked Jiang Yang, "It seems nothing is wrong."
Sister Chen rolled her eyes.
Li Qingning let Jiang Yang take the bag in her hand, and Jiang Yang took the coffee in her hand and took two sips. It was a little bitter.
Li Qingning tidied his clothes and said, "Aren't you writing at home? Why did you run out?"
"It's finished."
Jiang Yang finished writing "Roger's Mystery" at three or four o'clock in the afternoon. He felt relaxed and wanted to eat some snacks and buy a bottle of Coke and enjoy it. Who knew that Wang Zheng broke the news?
His happy time.
Sister Chen was very happy to hear that Jiang Yang had finished writing "Roger's Mystery".
Now it's better, Liu Tao doesn't have to force her to ask questions every day.
She has short hands when it comes to handling people, she drinks people's wine, and the feeling of being pushed around every day is not very pleasant.
They went upstairs.
Li Qingning printed out the back of the manuscript.
She had already read the previous one, and although there was a period in the middle where she was not paying attention and was reading only so-so, she probably knew what the story was. Then, she made deductions and guesses, and went through all the suspects, but Jiang
Yangdu said he was not the murderer.
The few pictures Jiang Yang wrote today happened to be the last two chapters that revealed the murderer.
She took a sneak peek.
Sister Chen wanted to come over to take a look, but Li Qingning asked her to sit next to her, "It would be pointless to know the murderer in advance."
Then--
"ah!"
Li Qingning's mouth opened in surprise. He raised his head and glanced at Jiang Yang. He turned out to be the murderer!
You can still write mystery novels like this!
If she could guess it, there was a ghost.
Li Qingning looked at Jiang Yang who was sorting out the miniatures, and thought about what was inside her husband's head. He really wanted to pry it open and see what brain circuits were inside! But it had to be said that if the murderer were to be put in front of him, the whole thing would be different.
The book immediately changed. It completely turned into a murderer performing a show, and all the clues fell into place.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Li Qingning's shocked expression, Sister Chen scratched her heart with curiosity.
Li Qingning shook his head and put down the manuscript, "There are no spoilers in this book. You can read it yourself when you go back. But as we have agreed, my husband is mine and no one can take it away from me."
After saying that, she walked over and kissed her husband, "My husband is such a little head."
She couldn't help but touch it.
Jiang Yang: "You are picking the watermelon."
"What are you talking about?"
Li Qingning asked him to take out the walnuts and eat more.
Sister Chen completely aroused Li Qingning's curiosity.
She also knew that mystery novels should not be spoiled, so she briefly chatted for a few more words and went home.
When he got home, Xu Guangzheng had already prepared dinner, "Come, wash your hands and eat."
Sister Chen didn't care, "Wait a minute."
She printed out the manuscript first.
Sister Chen always likes reasoning, not to mention that Li Qingning's curiosity has been aroused.
She wanted to see how amazing this mystery novel was. Qing Ning knew that there were few things that could make her lose her composure. Could it be that this book was really amazing? Of course, there was no guarantee that Aiwujiwu would be the best. Li Qingning was there.
That's an exaggeration.
After all, this book was written by her husband.
When the printer was busy, she sat down to eat. After eating, she pushed the rice bowl and asked Lao Xu to wash the dishes.
Lao Xu was unconvinced: "I cooked the rice."
This is so unfair.
Sister Chen narrowed her eyes: "Be careful, I bite you."
Lao Xu immediately stood up and said, "Go, I'll go." He quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks, with a flattering smile on his face, and asked his daughter to eat quickly. "I've been dragging my feet all day and I'm not active in eating.
I am not active in studying and there is definitely something wrong with my thinking.”
His daughter watched her mother enter the study room and said, "Dad, where is your majesty as the head of the family? I despise you, you are just a henpecker."
"You are a little kid, you know what it means to be strict with your wife. This is the patience between husband and wife."
Lao Xu asked her to finish her homework and go to bed early.
His daughter rolled her eyes and went back to her room to study.
Lao Xu carried the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, put them in the dishwasher one by one, then quickly tidied up the kitchen, mopped the floor, washed the dirty clothes, and waited for him to quickly put everything away before going back to the kitchen.
After taking a good bath, I went to the study room to invite Sister Chen to take a bath.
He reminded her three times in a row before Sister Chen came back to her senses and said, "Oh, I'll go right away."
She reluctantly left.
"Hey, it's another good book."
Xu Guangzheng walked over, picked up the manuscript that Sister Chen had read and put aside, and couldn't help but correct the typos and start proofreading. But I have to say that the writing is good, although there are murders
It is a novel, but it reads like the tranquility of the countryside.
It’s great to relax and have fun after work.
He sat down and looked.
After Sister Chen finished taking a shower, they took the manuscript to the bedroom. Xu Guangzheng saw an interesting paragraph. Although he was thinking about biting people, he decided not to rush and read this paragraph first.
Then--
The thought was forgotten.
In fact, he felt that proofreading was a troublesome task that greatly affected the fluency of reading.
He just threw the pen away and looked at it with amusement.
He read quickly and caught up with Sister Chen around twelve o'clock, "Have you finished that chapter?"
Sister Chen: "Read it slowly. If it doesn't work, do some proofreading."
Xu Guangzheng: “Proofreading affects the sense of immersion too much.”
Sister Chen: "Then you can reason."
Xu Guangzheng: "Who do you think is the murderer?"
Sister Chen: "Secretary."
Xu Guangzheng: "I think so."
after awhile.
Xu Guangzheng: "I think Brandt is the murderer, because only if Roger dies can he be with Flora."
Sister Chen: “I still think it’s the secretary!”
Later in the night.
Sister Chen suddenly exclaimed: "I'm going!!"
Xu Guangzheng: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Sister Chen: "The murderer is!"
After her mind went blank, she stopped talking in time and let Xu Guangzheng see for himself. Now she knew why Qing Ning was so surprised during the day. It was indeed a shock for ten thousand years.
What was Jiang Yang thinking? The murderer turned out to be him!
No!
You should ask how it was done!
She and Xu Guangzheng guessed many people as the murderer, but they just didn't guess it was him. This was not just a matter of narrative. He also cleverly hid the murderer, but also gave all the clues, which allowed them to know the murderer.
Later, when I look around, I see that almost all the clues are there. Unless the murderer confesses, there are only so many clues the author can give to solve the case.
The rest is up to the reader to reason.
But they didn't deduce that he was the murderer!
Simply art!
Sister Chen now understands why Qing Ning said she was afraid that others would steal her husband.
Oh shit!
She wanted to grab this little melon and crack the watermelon.
She urged Lao Xu, "Look quickly."
She couldn't wait to discuss the plot, it was so——
She was thinking about it when she suddenly saw Xu Guangzheng's eyes widening and his body even trembled, "Fuck!"
Yeah!
Sister Chen felt like this when she saw the murderer. Her whole body was numb, her hairs stood on end, and she felt like her head was lacking oxygen.
I feel like my IQ is being crushed by others.
Xu Guangzheng, who was reading leisurely just now, now sat upright excitedly, "Cowhide, cowhide, this is too cowhide."
As an editor, Xu Guangzheng has also read many well-known mystery novels.
He was even influenced by Liu Tao and wrote a set of mystery books for children, so when he read this, he understood the power and subversiveness of this book very well, "The devil is so old!" Xu Guangzheng admired him.
's body fell to the ground.
This novel is not only inside the book, but the work is also outside the book.
Make a fuss about perspective!
So naughty!
"This is the charm of books."
As an editor, Xu Guangzheng was very excited.
This novel has a charm unique to the medium of text, which is a charm that cannot be matched by any film or television drama.
This is the romance of words in reasoning!!
The update is late, sorry.
My head was numb all day yesterday and I didn't feel energetic.