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Chapter 333 She Comes to My Concert

Chapter 333 She came to my concert

There won’t be a next time!

Jiang Yang muttered and walked back. When he opened the door to go home, Li Qingning was already home.

She held a guitar in her arms and was sitting cross-legged on a chair. "I got up from bed at half past eight. You made breakfast, but I couldn't find your white shirt -"

Li Qingning shook his head, stopped the guitar, and used a pen to draw on the music score spread out on the table next to him.

After hearing the sound of the door opening, she raised her head and said, "You're back."

"Um."

Jiang Yang agreed and then murmured something.

Li Qingning put down her pen, stood up and stretched. She was still in a white shirt and jeans, looking very fresh. She leaned into Jiang Yang's arms and let Jiang Yang hug her, "What are you mumbling about?"

Jiang Yang: “I hit my head while playing basketball.”

Li Qingning looked at his head and said, "Is everything okay?"

"It's okay."

Jiang Yang waved his hand, lowered his head and kissed Li Qingning, "I'm going to take a shower."

"Well, I ordered food."

Li Qingning didn't want to cook at night and planned to order food from Longfu.

Jiang Yang agreed and entered the bathroom. After a while, he came out wearing a white T-shirt and shorts, wiping his hair. Li Qingning was still sitting on the chair busy, playing the guitar very nicely.

Just as Jiang Yang was about to sit on the sofa, the doorbell rang. He went to open it, thanked the staff and picked up the takeaway.

After closing the door, he called to Li Qingning: "Honey, it's time to eat."

"good."

Li Qingning agreed and went to wash his hands.

Jiang Yang put the dishes on the table, then turned on the TV. He wanted to look for the "Summer Fireworks" the driver talked about. Li Qingning brought a glass of red wine over, sat down, tied his pigtails, and cut the steak.

, handed it to Jiang Yang after he sat down, and cut his own share, "How was the band's performance today?"

"fine."

Jiang Yang felt that today was the most touching time that Third Brother sang. Just that kind of emotion——

Of course, it may be due to the atmosphere of the funeral. Jiang Yang has never heard of Secondhand Rose live, and the band performance is the most important thing, so today's performance is the best one he has ever seen.

Li Qingning felt normal.

In fact, it’s not just the band. Sometimes a song sounds very different if it is heard at a concert or not. Many people may not be interested in a song. But after listening to it in a concert, they feel the atmosphere.

If you listen to this song again, you will fall in love with it.

Jiang Yang: "I haven't been to your concert yet."

Before Li Qingning could speak, she heard the voice in Jiang Yang's heart: "She came to my concert. On her first date with her first love at the age of seventeen, the boy queued up all night for her. He spent half a year's savings to buy a pair of tickets. I sang

It makes her enchanted, and I sing to the point of breaking her heart..."

Li Qingning was speechless.

She kicked Jiang Yang, "Then did you take other girls to watch other people's concerts when they were seventeen?"

"No, definitely not."

Jiang Yang was very sure that the financial resources did not allow it, and even if there were available, girls should buy them.

If God had not given birth to me as handsome Jiangyang, I would be a poor man like a long night.

"Virtue."

Li Qingning couldn't get her feet off Jiang Yang's knees. She had almost eaten and gave her share to Jiang Yang. Then she took a sip of red wine and glanced at the TV: "You think of watching this movie so much?"

She knows the director of this movie.

It's the female director who often shoots music videos for her.

This movie is her first movie, and the box office is pretty good among literary films.

Jiang Yang: "When we were riding in the car today, the taxi driver was playing an episode of this movie. I hadn't heard much of it."

"Yeah?"

Li Qingning still remembers that song.

The script of this movie was written by a female director based on her own experience. Her father passed away when she was very young, but she never had a good farewell. It's quite like the female Fujii tree in "Love Letter", whose father died not so much.

Painful, you may think this child is unfeeling, but in fact, there are some things that have been stuck in your heart for a long time and cannot be let go.

Li Qingning wrote this song after hearing her experience.

This song is a typical ballad.

It is also what Li Qingning is best at.

Its melody is simple, using the D major scale, with no note crossover, so it lacks that kind of exciting change.

The chords used are the most common 1st, 4th and 5th degree chords in folk songs, but at the end, she played a careful trick, that is, the 1st chord ended on the 5th note, which is a relatively simplest chord in this chord.

The sound is unstable, so after the song ends, it gives people a very fragile feeling, like a little girl without her father to rely on. This combines the lyrics with the scenes in the movie to resonate with the audience.

Li Qingning brought the guitar over.

Adjusted it.

Just when the movie reached that scene, Li Qingning started playing.

The scene is really different.

Jiang Yang was obsessed with hearing this.

So after it was over, Jiang Yang couldn't help but say: "Wife."

"Um?"

Li Qingning looked up at him.

"I love you."

Li Qingning smiled sweetly, "I love you too."

She took a sip of wine and raised her eyebrows at Jiang Yang with a smile. Jiang Yang stood up and leaned over, drinking the whole sip of wine.

"Okay, you clear the dishes."

Li Qingning continued to work.

Jiang Yang agreed.

He paused the movie, put away the cutlery and dishes, and then continued to watch the movie. Then he went to the study, opened the document, and officially started writing the script. This headache was different from anything he had ever experienced. He felt like writing with energy, even if

In this way, it takes a while to write. The 100-minute movie is all about talking, so you can imagine that the lines are dense.

Li Qingning finished writing the main song and felt it was almost done. She looked at the time, took a shower, and then went to the study to tell Jiang Yang to sleep. Seeing that Jiang Yang was so absorbed in writing, she went over to take a look.

On the document: "Judge No. 8: I don’t know what the truth is. Really, I really don’t know, and no one knows. Maybe we are wrong, but we have reasonable doubts. In our society, this is

It is a protective measure of great value. No one can casually declare a person guilty unless the evidence is conclusive!"

Li Qingning asked him: "What are you writing about?"

"Let's talk about the script."

Jiang Yang said, regarding the legal drama, "Would your dad like this script?"

Li Qingning dragged it down with the mouse and looked at it, "Okay, I've become smarter, I know to start with my father-in-law first."

but--

Li Qingning thinks that her father probably likes "The Mysterious Case at Styles Manor". The criminals in it try to escape their crimes with the help of the law. As long as she tells her father this, her father will probably enjoy it and he will have to reason carefully.

Called.

certainly.

If this script can still make him happy, then it will definitely be better.

Li Qingning took a quick look and found that it was not bad. The long lines were quite comfortable, smooth and powerful to read.

Li Qingning once heard from an actor friend that good scripts can be read.

Now it seems that this script should be good.

and--

Li Qingning felt that his father must have liked many of Juror No. 8’s lines.

When Li Qingning was reading the script, Jiang Yang was looking at her.

She had just taken a shower, her body smelled delicious, she was wearing a suspender skirt, and her young shoulders were extremely smooth.

Jiang Yang put his arms around her waist. The skirt was of good quality and he couldn't help but rub his hands back and forth, "Go to sleep."

"Save it."

Li Qingning pressed save. That was her last stubborn moment.

The study light went out.

"Slow down, you're pressing my hair."

"What's going on? You're still acting like a child."

Jiang Yang woke up in the morning when his wife's hair got into his nostrils. Li Qingning was still sleeping. He went out for a run and continued to compete with the uncle in blue clothes. Although it was impossible to surpass him, Jiang Yang was good at running. He made breakfast after he came back.

Then, continue writing the script.

It's different when your head hurts.

He writes quickly.

She came to my concert——Jacky Cheung

(End of chapter)


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