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Chapter 392 Oxygen

Chapter 392 Oxygen

Men don't understand Jiang Yang.

"Good."

He smiled, gave the money to Jiang Yang, and asked Jiang Yang to scan the code.

Jiang Yang scanned six cans and handed five to the man. He thought the man brought them to his companions. Who knew that after thanking Jiang Yang, he took the five cans to the rest area next to him, sat on a chair, and with a bang,

Open a can and drink.

Jiang Yang looked at him in surprise.

The man raised the Coke in his hand, as if making a toast, and said with a smile: "I don't have a wife."

Jiang Yang nodded.

He took a sip of Coke, thinking that when a man drinks iced Coke, no one will remind him, and when he has a stomachache, there will be no one to gently rub his stomach, so he felt a lot more balanced.

Jiang Yang looked at his watch and said, "The drama is about to begin."

The man made a "please" gesture, "I am the screenwriter and director of this play."

Wait until he spreads this name all over the world, letting everyone know that the big devil belongs to him.

"I think I can win."

The man looked at him: "Are you trying to comfort me?"

"I'm in."

He clarified to Jiang Yang, "I'm afraid of losing, but I'm not afraid of losing to you, but - afraid of my mother."

The man looked up at him in surprise: "Are you the devil's husband?"

That's just from the perspective of fans.

The man who was leaning back in the chair suddenly sat up straight, and the Coke in his hand spilled all over his pants.

He took a look and saw there was nothing, then took out a lollipop from his pocket.

The man smiled reluctantly and took another sip of soda, but it could be seen that he was now as taut as a string.

Some time ago, when he heard that his potential rival screenwriter was the husband of the Great Demon King, he still thought about who he was. Elegant? Handsome? Poetic and elegant? Many faces flashed in front of him, but they always looked like the big one.

The Demon King's husband is not worthy of his identity.

"I'm different."

Just as he was about to return to the theater, he saw the man's hand shaking when holding a soda drink, and Jiang Yang thought he was ill again. His first sign of cerebral infarction was that he was trembling and unable to hold the bowl. His family took him to the hospital, but he didn't go either.

It was said that the arm was numb while sleeping. Then the family was a little lucky, and in the end the best time for treatment was missed. Although a life was saved, the legs and feet were not in good shape.

He feels that men should also believe that they can win, ""Death of a Social Animal" is really great. I admire you very much."

The man didn't answer him, but looked Jiang Yang up and down.

His hometown will always be his strong support.

This drama is really good.

A very strange song.

This is a grand drama, which shows how powerful this drama is.

He picked up a can of Coke and said, "I haven't had any."

If it were his own team, he would probably be as nervous as the man is now.

He is afraid of losing.

The man leaned back on the chair again and looked at the ceiling, "Your way of comforting people is quite unique."

Jiang Yang said this not because of confidence, but because of belief.

"ah?"

Jiang Yang said, but his hands refused to obey him, so he took it and took a sip.

A newly hired employee refused to work overtime and be a social beast at the beginning, but then the house, the girl, the car, and the children were like shackles on him, crushing his spine. In the end, for the sake of work, he refused to be a social beast.

I bray like a donkey in front of other leaders.

Because the play is joking and absurd, it was quite funny at first, but in the end it made people unable to laugh.

Jiang Yang shook his head and felt relieved when he saw that he was fine. Then he saw that he was so nervous that his can was crushed, so he couldn't help but ask: "Is the first prize so important to you?"

Jiang Yang nodded to him and went in to watch "Death of a Social Animal".

Jiang Yang nodded.

The man looked at Jiang Yang: "The results are out? Who is first?"

He roughly understood that it was a bit like watching a game. If his favorite team reached the finals, he would not dare to watch the game. He would only dare to stay up until the end, and then go to see the result. If the result is good, he would watch it.

If you play it back, if you don’t like it, you will swear not to watch it again.

quite handsome.

At first glance, it seems that it was written with care.

Jiang Yang told him not to compare with himself, "You are not in the same realm as me. My wife is a big devil."

The man couldn't help feeling frustrated, "Are you sure of victory?"

However, it’s not time to end the show yet, the competition will begin soon.

He looked at Jiang Yang again.

Jiang Yang couldn't understand it.

Jiang Yangxin said that this uncle was not good enough. A play lasted for more than an hour and five cans had not been finished yet. Fortunately, he thought he had met a master.

Jiang Yang thought there were lollipops on the ceiling.

Jiang Yang: "Is this how the screenwriter signed his name?"

He watched the theater and probably knew why. Jiang Yang admired them very much, but he did not have such ability, so Jiang Yang said: "I just watched "The Death of a Social Animal" and it was very good."

He hasn't seen "Birdman".

It's just that Jiang Yang just drank a Coke and a lot of water. He was in a hurry to go to the toilet, so he left first. When he came out of the toilet, he saw the man still sitting in front of the drama, holding a cup in his hand.

Coke, leaning on the back of the chair, looking up at the ceiling.

The man took a sip of Coke and said, "Admire me? Everyone said your "Birdman" was good, and my mother also said it was good."

Right now.

Jiang Yang even thought about the night he was fired and felt the same way. So at the end of the play, he couldn't help but applaud. It was so well written. Although it was not the same as "Birdman", it was the same as him.

Competing with the talented people in my hometown is not a competition with him.

That's pretty good.

I don’t care about Big Devil’s life and gossip, but I am definitely Big Devil’s most senior fan, because sometimes he relies on one of Big Devil’s songs to support him, “Oxygen”, a very unpopular song, in Big Devil

In the first album, when everyone liked "The Wind Rises", he only liked this song. This song is a very classic ballad, about seeing a fish and slowly drowning in the water.

If this is not observed in reality, it is impossible to create such a text by relying on imagination.

Jiang Yang scratched his head, as if it was counterproductive, "The screenwriter of "Birdman" is my name, so I'm quite flattering."

Not only did he not dare to watch the results of his own play, he also didn't dare to watch his competitor's play. He was afraid that he would know he had lost at a glance.

He is a fan of Big Devil.

Many of his jokes are based on exaggerations of real workplace issues.

Jiang Yang looked the man up and down. This was too misleading. He thought he was a young screenwriter.

"Who doesn't want to be recognized for their efforts and hard work."

I don’t know why, but I just think it’s natural that the man in front of me is the husband of the Great Demon King.

He still eats lollipops, he is young, energetic, and has so much confidence.

Jiang Yang then emphasized, ""Birdman" is even better!"

He thought, when can he stand here as calmly as Jiang Yang, smiling and waiting for the result.

But understanding is understanding.

Perhaps, this is the reason why he was able to marry the big devil.

This is the last drama.

But Jiangyang——

The man thought for a while: "It's true."

"An open can of Coke has no soul."

He walked over and said, "Hey, are you okay?"

"certainly--"

How can a fish drown in water, but men can empathize with it.

I don’t know what the reason was. Jiang Yang belonged to the Great Demon King, or Jiang Yang was very unique in comforting people, which actually gave him a desire to talk.

The man told Jiang Yang that his mother was a screenwriter at Beijing Art Theater and had won numerous awards. She had been very strict with his siblings since they were young. Sometimes he didn't know which words he said were wrong and made her unhappy, so she would become cold and cold.

You can't even think about having a good time all day long. You have to do everything with trepidation. In drama, the requirements are even stricter. It seems that only something like first prize can buy you a moment of respite.

Fish cannot live without water.

However, freshwater fish will still die when they fall into seawater.

I was on the road yesterday and was very tired. Sorry everyone, there will be an update later.

(End of chapter)


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