Black Moonlight's vest fell again

Night falls.

It's summer in the south, and the air in Beijing is still dry and cool.

The car that took them to Jiang's old house was driving slowly on the road. Jiang Yun covered her slightly swollen mouth and watched the busy traffic and bright lights in the capital.

Rong Zhi spread the laptop on her lap, her fingers flying like flying fingers.

There's no way, if you don't submit the manuscript, Editor Fang will really come after her with a knife.

Regarding Jiang Yun's doubts, Rong Zhi told him that he was writing an experiment report.

Now she doesn't want Jiang Yun to know that she is Yao Yi.

Because in her new book, with Jiang Yun as the prototype, she wrote a lot——

Passionate and seductive episodes.

I don't know what people who read it think, but when Rong Zhi wrote it, his mind was full of yellow trash.

this!how!Can!Lord!look!See!Woolen cloth!

Absolutely!right!Do not!Row!
Rong Zhi made a rough proofreading of the document for the last time, and then pressed the Enter key to send the first draft to Editor-in-Chief Fang, then closed the notebook and put away the computer. The actions were smooth and smooth.

It's like watching TV secretly at home when you were a child, and when you heard the footsteps of adults, you turned off the TV and cooled down in one go;

It's like secretly playing on the computer at home, hearing the sound of an adult turning the doorknob, deleting browsing records, shutting down and unplugging the network cable in a smooth manner.

It’s like when you go to work and watch a small video, when you hear the boss’s footsteps, you quickly cross the small window and click to open the work document, and you have to type on the keyboard a few times.

All in all, I don't feel a bit guilty, and I can't make such smooth movements.

Jiang Yun turned her head and glanced at her lightly, with an expression of "I don't know what you're hiding but I won't expose it".

Rong Zhi pretended to be calm and had nothing to say to Jiang Yun: "What exactly does your grandfather like?"

Jiang Yun said worriedly: "Good reading."

"Reading well???"

"Well... as long as you study well, you can talk about everything else."

"Then why are you nervous." Rong Zhi confidently gave herself a thumbs up, and then comforted him: "Sooner or later, I will see your family members. See you sooner or later."

"I'm sorry, Rong Zhi." Jiang Yun lowered her head, "Because you're in love with me, I caused you a lot of trouble."

After Jiang Yun made her love affair public, the server crashed due to too many visits.

Until now, the two are still on the headlines, and there are many fans below expressing that they have lost their relationship.

Of course, more people came out to defend: "Jiang Yun is not a traffic idol, he is an artist, please appreciate his works, and don't pay too much attention to his private life."

Someone retorted: "Jiang Yun's traffic and status today are inseparable from his handsome looks. Otherwise, which classical musician can have such popularity?"

"And he also wants to be famous. He has been promoting himself as a star, and now he tells us not to pay attention to his private life? He's standing up again."

When Jiang Yun saw this kind of comment, she thought that because of her obsession with finding someone, she had been working hard on her communication skills.

It doesn't matter if you can't find it.Jiang Yun thought, there are always many regrets in life.In the past, I was bewildered, thinking it was love.But in fact, when you really meet someone you love, you know that love has nothing to do with any reason, and it has nothing to do with whether you saved him or not.Love is love itself.

In the end, this person was not found, but he was relieved.

Someone said rationally: "Classical music is such a niche thing, just generating electricity for love can't support yourself. It is also an inevitable choice for classical musicians to feed back classical music through commercial value. You always have to allow others to eat. "

Of course, more people rushed in to spread human flesh on Rong Zhi, and turned out Rong Zhi's past rumors that had been refuted.

Jiang Yun was relentless, and quickly arranged for people to deal with rumors.

But he still felt sorry for Rong Zhi, after all, she encountered this kind of thing because she was with him.

Rong Zhi read the comments with gusto.

Jiang Yun leaned over and watched Rong Zhi swipe over a troll's comment and ignore it, then opened the comment that praised her with a smile on her face, and looked at it happily.

"Sister Zhi is so beautiful! It's a miracle of beauty like the golden ratio of Venus. I can't wait to cry and scream. I ran out from the foot of the Five Elements Mountain with a whoosh, ran all over the Five Sacred Mountains, climbed Mount Everest, and cried. I knelt in a spiral and cried for your beauty. I was shocked. The soul goes out of the body, the viscera trembles and tears form the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, and the Pacific Ocean to nourish!"

"My heart beats faster and my breath quicker!! My ability to purify smog surpasses that of tropical rainforests!!! I will become the new lungs of the earth!!! I plopped the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau into a basin!!! I cried so hard We need the South-to-North Water Diversion Project!!!”

Jiang Yun: Hmmmmm.

Rong Zhi leaned on her head with her hands, and said lazily: "So you see, there are many good reviews for this."

As expected of Rong Zhi, her mentality is stable enough.

The car stopped smoothly.

There were two guards standing guard at the door, and they saluted solemnly. The door opened, the car started again, and after turning a corner, an ordinary gray two-story building appeared in the car window, and the appearance was even a bit old.

This is the Jiang family's old house.

Not to mention compared with the Ship King's mansion, even compared with Ning Xu's villa, this small gray building looks very inconspicuous.

Secretary Fu came forward and opened the car door: "Welcome home, young master."

There were also two guards at the door of the small gray building. When they saw Jiang Yun, they saluted.

Jiang Yun squeezed Rong Zhi's hand: "Let's go." As she spoke, her feet kept on dawdling.

Secretary Fu opened the door for them, and Rong Zhi dragged the anxious Jiang Yun into the room.

A faint sandalwood fragrance wafted out.

The decoration in the room is not luxurious, as far as the eye can see, the furniture is half-old, but there is an indescribable elegance in the collocation.

The Jiang family's old house is very quiet. Grandpa Jiang has a special position and lives a simple life. There are no servants in the house.

Jiang Yun led Rong Zhi through the small hall, but there was no one in the living room, so Jiang Yun relaxed.

A group of rosewood sofas are placed in the middle of the living room, and a piece of dark blue batik cloth is spread on the tea table.There is no TV in the living room, but rosewood bookshelves are placed on the wall, and books are densely spread from the floor to the ceiling.

Jiang Yun said with a smile: "My grandfather visited Nanyang when he was young, and he liked the old rosewood furniture there very much, so his own home also got this look later."

He pointed to the rosewood bookshelf: "This bookshelf is an old thing, it has been around for some years."

Rong Zhi took a closer look.

The books on the bookshelf are basically published some years ago, some are related to water conservancy and hydropower, some are professional books on polymer chemical engineering, and some foreign literature translated and dubbed in the early years.

In addition to the books, there are some tapes packed in transparent storage boxes. The translucent brown tapes in the tapes are loose and messy; In the storage box, make a stack.