He said hello and introduced Li Qingning: "This is Hong Shan's father, Mr. Hong, who makes violins for us."
Li Qingning pretended he didn't know him and said hello.
Mr. Hong had long forgotten this incident: "Xiao Ning, can't you live in this yard?"
He also wants to be neighbors with Jiang Yang.
As for Jiang Yang's ability to marry Li Yu, Mr. Hong is convinced and will ask for advice some other time.
Li Qingning: "No, I work in a studio in Jiangyang."
Mr. Hong didn’t understand: “Studio?”
"Just play some Lego, or make some miniature models." Jiang Yang was afraid that the old man would misunderstand and think he was doing this. After all, his handiwork was not good enough to sell. "I made it for fun, but it doesn't look very good."
"For play?"
Mr. Hong was in awe when he heard this.
He is really old for this soft meal, otherwise he would definitely be called uncle.
Li Qingning looked at Jiang Yang: "I think it's pretty good-looking."
She also plans to build a cabinet in her office to display many miniature models. Many people will go to her office by then. Although she won't tell them, they should know that these models are the source and inspiration of those works.
Jiang Yang looked at her, smiled, and hugged her waist.
Mr. Hong felt that he had to bow to Jiang Yang.
"Um?"
Gan Jian Mian had been watching Li Yu.
For the first time, she discovered that looking at beautiful women makes her feel happy and prolongs her life.
The Li Yu on the screen just feels so beautiful, but the real person is very impactful. The appearance and temperament are mixed together, and it is very impactful. It is like a small hammer hitting the eyes, and the aftershocks are transmitted to the heart, numbing.
The numbness is very comfortable.
When Mr. Hong talked about miniatures, she suddenly thought that it was rumored that when Jiang Yang wrote mystery novels, there would be miniatures - the last short video Li Qingning posted on the Internet, there was a miniature model of "Roger's Mystery" by chance.
Appear.
Many mystery fans are extremely curious about these miniatures.
Crispy noodles are no exception.
Now--
Is this yard going to be used as a studio for making miniatures?
Gan Jianmian suddenly felt that this yard was worthy of a "fuck". How many miniature models would have to be made for such a big yard?
Li Qingning and Jiang Yang left the courtyard, exchanged a few words with Mr. Hong and then left.
It's getting late now.
They are going home.
"well."
Mr. Hong said goodbye to them.
Jiang Yang waved his hand and pulled Li Qingning towards the entrance of the alley.
After their figures disappeared from sight, Gan Jianmian suddenly realized: "Ah, I forgot to sign!"
She asked her short-haired male classmate: "Why don't you remind me?"
"I--"
The short-haired male classmate was a little innocent and felt that he could not be entirely blamed. The big devil was very charming, especially when he thought that she had written so many nice and meaningful songs, he felt that she was so handsome that he asked for autographs and so on.
I didn't dare to speak anymore.
"never mind."
Just look at the short-haired male classmates and know that you are of the same kind.
They said goodbye to Mr. Hong and walked back, where they met a beautiful female classmate.
It turned out that after she said goodbye to her good student at home, she was thinking about this and came back again. After seeing the two of them, the beautiful female classmate asked them happily: "How are you doing? Do you want an autograph?"
Just shake your head.
Pretty female classmate: "Huh?"
After hearing their story, the beautiful female classmate was in disbelief: "Everyone has come in front of you, but you haven't even asked for an autograph."
Simply noodles: "It's okay, there will be another chance in the future."
From now on we are all in the same alley.
and--
Although there are regrets today, it is not without gain.
Simply by looking at the beautiful female classmate next to him, he knew, "The big devil is really the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my life."
Those long legs are simply killing people.
Sister Xia drove to a stop in front of the train model store.
Huo Che, Yaya and Yaya's mother are eating.
"Lao Huo!"
Jiang Yang went straight to the shop and told Huo Che that work on his miniature model and sand table was ready.
but.
Putting the train castle sandbox aside for now, "We are going to build a world!"
certainly.
The world of Middle-earth is very difficult to build.
But it doesn't matter, Jiang Yang can start with the experience of the Hobbit adventure for the time being.
Huo Che was stunned for a moment, "Is there a place?"
Jiang Yang: "My wife built a courtyard for me, a quadrangle with two entrances! Isn't it amazing!"
Hearing Jiang Yang's tone, Huo Che always felt that telling him to start work was a lie, but showing off was the truth.
but--
It’s really awesome!
Many men who have a family want to buy a game console or a high-end computer, and they would like to prepare a feasibility report, just to make their partner embarrassed to point it out. Of course, Huo Che, as a single man, still envies this, because there are people
Controlling, just like what Jiang Yang wrote about the little fox being domesticated by the little prince in "The Little Prince", is a risky, but also very happy thing. Huo Che now really wants Yaya's mother to control him.
However--
He was still envious of this. Jiang Yang had reached another level of happiness. He just played with miniature models and train models, and Li Qingning actually gave him a whole yard. Huo Che can only say that the happiness of the rich is really his
Damn it's so enviable.
Not right either.
Huo Che felt that this was out of touch with the happiness of the rich.
after all.
No matter how rich a person is, they would never buy a courtyard house and let their other half play with it as a toy.
This is raising a child.
Huo Che felt that Jiang Yang's eagerness to show off was not much different from Yaya's new toy. Therefore, Huo Che didn't think anything of Jiang Yang's showing off and was quite happy for Jiang Yang.
Now.
The two briefly discussed the next work of making a sand table.
There are street lights outside the door.
While Jiang Yang and Huo Che were chatting briefly, Yaya's mother saw Li Qingning getting out of the car through the glass door of the store, with his hands in his pockets, standing by the car patiently waiting for Jiang Yang, and occasionally raised his head and glanced
Street light above your head.
The light fell on Li Qingning's hair, casting a halo, and the hair cast a shadow on her face, making her facial features more three-dimensional and more refined. The wind favored her, and a gust of wind blew, messing up her hair.
, depicting the traces of the wind. Li Qingning flicked it gently and looked towards the model shop with bright eyes.
This was supposed to be a half-lonely, half-sad, very literary picture, but at this glance, the filter and atmosphere suddenly broke. It was as if some people were waiting aimlessly. This is loneliness, while some people were waiting.
A person who has made an appointment is happiness.
Jiang Yang and Huo Che finished talking.
He touched Yaya's head: "Let's go."
Huo Che and Yaya Ma got up to see him off.
After opening the store door, Jiang Yang quickly walked down the steps and turned around to say, "Go back."
Li Qingning greeted them with a smile, and then Jiang Yang put his hand on the roof of the car to help Li Qingning get into the car, said goodbye and then got in the car.
After Huo Che and Yaya Ma watched the car leave, they returned to the store and continued eating.
Yaya's mother couldn't help but sigh: "The devil is so kind to Jiang Yang."
She was quite pleased, as she had the vague potential to become a fan of Jiangyang's mother.
She also suggested: "I'll take a day off tomorrow and help you do it together."
She thought that Jiang Yang usually helped them intentionally or unintentionally, but they rarely had the chance to help Jiang Yang. This time they finally had the opportunity, and they must do it well.
"Need not."
Huo Che reassured Yaya's mother, "Just leave it to me."
and--
There is also the idiot's younger brother, Lao Er.
When he first learned that "Flowers for Algernon" was about his brother, the second brother promised that Jiang Yang would make sand tables and models, and he came over to help. Now is the time to use him.