Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back - Chapter 532

  Chapter 532 Tragedy in Three Acts

   “Old tune!”

  As soon as the tuner entered the restaurant, he saw Tandan holding a chicken paw to greet him.

  He walked over, “What an old tune!”

  What nickname did this girl give him again?

   “Tuner.”

  Dandan asked Lao Tiao to sit down, “Didn’t I forward the short video to you? You happen to be a tuner too.”

  The old tune has been busy all day, “I really didn’t bother to look at my phone.”

  Dandan knew he was busy, poured him a glass of wine, and asked Lao Tiao to order first.

  She continued to gnaw on the chicken feet, “A super awesome short film, full of suspense, humanity and details, you can tell at a glance that the script was written by a reasoning master like Jiang Yang! Jiang Yang still doesn’t admit it, and now he reveals—”

  She picked up a chicken paw and handed it to Lao Tiao, “Chicken paw.”

  It’s too boring to eat alone.

  Remembering the old tune, I took out Jiang Yang’s signature from the bag, “Do you want it in italics, or in Song style?”

   “Italicized.”

  Eggy can’t wait to pat Lao Tiao on the shoulder, “Okay, Lao Tiao, the relationship is so good that I can customize my signature.”

“Ah.”

  The old tune made a speechless smile.

  Jiang Yang is the most generous signing he has ever seen.

  When he strolled to the sub-stage in the afternoon, he asked the old tune if he wanted to sign

  The old tune felt that if there were too many signatures, the price of this gift would drop, so he didn’t want it, otherwise Jiang Yang could finish writing a whole blank sheet of paper.

  Dandan gently pinched the paper with her fingers, glanced at the signature, “Well, authentic!”

  The old tune thinks so too.

  Dandan said again: “It seems that I have been practicing my signature recently.”

  Old tune: “You can see that you have grown.”

  Dandan nodded, “I didn’t see the improvement, but I saw that the stroke order of the characters has changed, and it has become wrong.”

  I admire the old tune, as expected of someone who wants to write mystery novels.

   “Egg—”

  Dandan Gaba bit off the chicken claw, “What the hell?!”

  Her name is Dandan!

   “Bah.”

  The old tune spit out, “It’s all the big devil’s husband, he called you balls, and he called me slick!”

  Eggy: “Old tune—”

  The old tune corrected her, “I have a last name.”

   “Bah!”

  Dandan spat, “It’s all due to the short video of the big devil’s husband, I call it Shunkou.”

  After the two were silent, they had a drink together, “Jiang Yang is all to blame.”

  Dandan: “Since he is Jiang Yang, I will forgive him. Who made us fans? Be broad-minded!”

   Old tune nod.

  He just likes Dandan, his mind is not only broad, but also has gullies.

   “Not to mention—”

  Dandan: “His “Tuner” inspired me.”

  Eggy thinks that the idea of ​​fake blind tuner is a bad idea.

  She plans to replace the male protagonist with a fake blind tuner in the mystery novel she wrote.

  Prototype—

   Dandan pointed at the tuner with a chicken paw, “It’s you.”

“ah?”

  The tuner remembers that the hero is the murderer, “In Jiang Yang’s short film, the tuner is also the murderer?”

  Eggy shook her head, “He’s a victim.”

but-

   Exactly the same is plagiarism.

  She switched it over and used the idea without plagiarizing, “Smart, right?”

  The old tune feels: “Is it appropriate for you to pull the wool of your idol like this?”

   “Burning incense and praying to Buddha is still seeking efficacies. Idols can’t provide value. What’s the use of fanning him?”

Dandan excitedly talked to the old tuner about her reasoning novel ideas: “In order to avenge the heroine, the hero pretended to be a blind tuner, and took the opportunity to stab Cha when he was not paying attention. Just when the detective was investigating, A fake blind person is still a layer of protection!”

  The surname Cha is Dandan’s ex-boyfriend. She has always wanted to write a book to kill him.

  Old tune: “Then your idea of ​​killing people indiscriminately—”

“right.”

  Eggy is stumped.

After thinking for a while, she said, “Hey, I grabbed two tickets for the drama of “12 Angry Men”, the number three, just as the music festival is over, we’ll go see it together then. Let me tell you, when the drama audition , None of the reporters who read it didn’t say yes, and even a foreigner was moved to tears, crying so hard.”

  ***

  Jiang Yang and Li Qingning ate at the Dragon Mansion in the community.

  Back home at almost seven o’clock.

   After getting off the elevator, when Jiang Yang waited for Li Qingning to change his shoes, he looked at his buttocks and was moved.

   I remember Li Qingning wearing such a pair of jeans when we first met on campus. Since then, Jiang Yang has liked his wife to wear jeans, which set off her waist, hips, and legs perfectly.

so-

   Entering the house, Jiang Yang hung up his and Li Qingning’s coats, then gently hugged Li Qingning from behind.

  Li Qingning is picking off jewelry.

  She turned around and put her arms around Jiang Yang’s neck.

  Jiang Yang took the opportunity to gently support her waist and let her sit on the dressing table.

  Li Qingning touched Jiang Yang’s face, “Good boy, I’m too tired from rehearsal.”

   “I can tap.”

  Jiang Yang buried his head on her shoulder and muttered, “Sister.”

  Li Qingning said helplessly, “Okay.”

  Jiang Yang happily picked her up and walked to the bathroom.

  Around eight o’clock.

  Li Qingning took a shower, tidied up, and fell asleep.

  Jiang Yang felt refreshed and not very tired.

  He accompanied Li Qingning, and after she fell asleep, he sat up gently, covered her with a quilt, and went to the study.

  Jiang Yang turned on the computer, and after transcribing the lines of “Secret Love in Peach Blossom Spring” into the document, he looked at these lines again, searched his memory, and wrote down some scraps.

  In the sage mode, the memory is quite clear.

  After almost writing the leftovers, Jiang Yang opened a new document.

  Eggy, indiscriminate killing, magic, blindfolding; Coke…

  Jiang Yang crossed out the cola, and added “ex-boyfriend cheating on legs”, and then looked at these words, gradually connecting a book together, and some memories slowly recovered.

  Among Grandma’s works, there are really novels about indiscriminate killing.

   There is more than one book.

In these indiscriminate homicide works, there are not only murderers who hide leaves in the forest and hide their true motives in a series of random murder cases; An audition to add to the fun of the murderer.

Coincidentally.

  A female character in the latter novel, her name is translated as Eggy.

  As for the method of killing—

  The murderer used a magic-like blindfold.

   This book is “Tragedy in Three Acts”.

  Many people say that this book is a mystery novel with a pig’s head and a leopard’s tail.

  This book is considered less famous among the works of Grandma, and Poirot really appears in most of the book.

Then.

  The previous homicide was all driven by three amateur detectives.

  The course of their reasoning is boring, boring, and boring.

   Even with a lot of new testimony, it didn’t move the case forward.

As a teenager who once took “Harry Potter and the Water-Avoiding Bead” from his father’s bookshelf, didn’t realize the seriousness of the problem, and read it with relish, when Jiang Yang read this book, he kept muttering in his heart: “Mom! Yes, you won’t buy a pirated version, right? This is really a book that grandma can write?”

   To use an exaggerated comparison—

  Jiang Yang felt that this book was only a little better than the mystery novels that the tuner said.

but-

  If a mystery novel is very boring at the beginning, it suddenly turns around at the end, and all the shortcomings such as boring become advantages.

   What kind of mystery novel is this?

   Just like “Roger Mystery”.

  When the author designs a mechanism to include the readers, what kind of mystery novel is this.

   Maybe—

  This is the charm of mystery novels.

   At the moment when the answer is revealed, no matter how boring a mystery novel is, there is a possibility of a comeback.

  The only thing that may affect the evaluation is how much readers can tolerate this tedium.

  Jiang Yang thought about it, it was almost like eating stinky tofu.

  He thought so, and slowly wrote down part of what he thought, intending to give Eggy a little shock.

Then-

  He brought over a completed miniature model of Poirot, and a piece of wood to carve scenes and dig out memories.

actually.

  At the beginning of the book, the murder method almost killed Poirot.

   I won’t spoil this chapter, save it for later, okay?

  (end of this chapter)