Unemployment at the beginning, I let the big devil of the music world return

Chapter 304 Sunshine Under the Grapevines

fortunately.

Jiang Yang still remembered the story of "Roger's Mystery".

This is a particularly simple case, which can be summed up in one sentence.

But the simpler it is, the harder it is to write. Jiang Yang has no thoughts, so he can only ask his master Zhang Zhen for help, and work together on the miniature model based on what he knows. For example, Poirot came to the countryside to plant zucchini, and then slowly dig out the memory.

This is a process from scratch.

Jiang Yang needed some information, so he turned to Sister Chen for help. Her husband is an editor, so he should know a lot about these.

Now the two are in the house, restoring according to the pictures found on the Internet.

Li Qingning was sitting under the grape arbor outside the yard, with washed grapes and sliced ​​watermelons on the stone table next to her.The grapes are picked from the vine rack above the head, not so sweet, slightly sour, but very juicy, and tastes good.

Next to it is a tank with fish in it.

It's a pity that it is an ornamental fish.

Still too young.

Li Qingning was very sorry, and felt that he should have a fish meal at noon.

She likes this small yard, the dappled sunlight falls on her body through the grape trellis, the fish in the tank surface from time to time, and the people she likes are busy.

There is nothing more pleasant than this.

In order not to delay practicing the instrument, she brought the guitar and even found a little inspiration.While she was playing the guitar, she heard Jiang Yang arguing with Uncle Zhang. Two people who had never seen the English countryside were arguing about what the English countryside looked like.

Li Qingning was thinking, how about taking Jiang Yang for a stroll in the English countryside?
Just thinking of this, her friend in France sent a message saying that she was going to England to prepare for September Fashion Week.

Li Qingning's eyes lit up.

She sent a message back to her friend, asking her to take some time to go to the countryside to take some photos when she arrived.

The friend was very strange, but still agreed.

Li Qingning picked up the guitar again, and after strumming the strings, tapped the panel above the sound hole with the big thenar in her right hand, and then the music belonging to the summer sun slowly flowed from the strings. This is a guitar fingerstyle, which she just created.

There is only a short melody for now.

Call it sunshine under the vine.

Just when Li Qingning was improvising to a melody, Sister Chen led Liu Tao to knock on the door and come in.

"call!"

Sister Chen put down the book in her hand, "If I hadn't heard the guitar, I wouldn't have been able to find it."

This small alley is too hidden, and I accidentally missed the entrance of the alley.

Liu Tao also said hello, "I'll deliver the books."

"Jiang Yang is in the house."

Li Qingning said hello to Liu Tao, and took the tools brought by Sister Chen. She wanted to record the inspiration just now.

Liu Tao entered the room with joy and expectation, and then he was dumbfounded.

Jiang Yang didn't move a word, and was playing with the miniature model with the uncle. Although he did a good job, he was writing a new book.

And his Poirot!
And his Shepard!

When Liu Tao said a word without moving, his heart was cold and cold.

He tried his best to stabilize his mentality, and was about to ask when to write——

"Depend on!"

Jiang Yang made a careless move and broke a miniature model.I had no idea at all, but now I squeezed the toothpaste, no, it should be said that the thing squeezed out like blood from the fingertips was broken, and the whole person immediately became irritable, and I couldn't help blurting out swear words.

He felt that his head was rusted, and he couldn't think of anything, so he wished to give it a couple of blows.

Li Qingning was flipping through the books and materials handed over by Sister Chen outside, and heard his words, "Don't swear."

Jiang Yang also knew that he should calm down.

He put down what he was doing and went out.

Uncle Zhang shook his head, "Young man——"

He picked up Jiang Yang as a failure.

After Jiang Yang went out, he greeted Sister Chen and hugged Li Qingning from behind, begging for comfort.He now understands that it is really difficult when he can't remember anything, he feels like he is in a secret room, not only surrounded by walls, but also can't lift his spirits, has no interest in anything, just like a sage Time, but with a little more irritability.

He will never do this again.

Originally, I wanted to write a novel to make a bet for my wife and play with black silk, but now I am going to explode my head.

Jiang Yang rested his head on Li Qingning's shoulder.

Li Qingning ran her hands through his hair and massaged his scalp. She could quite understand this feeling. She also felt this way when she wrote "Half Sugar Ring".With the other hand, she flipped through the materials that Sister Chen had brought, spread out on her lap.

This is a book about the economy of the time.

Sister Chen found a chair to sit beside, ate a grape, "This place is pretty good."

The yard was kept clean, giving it the feeling of being hidden in the city.

Sister Chen asked Jiang Yang how the script was.

Li Qingning: "After Yaya translated, I voted for some directors, but—"

No news yet.

Yaya is Li Qingning's good friend in France, she was the one who told her on the chat software that she was going to England.

"Hey?"

At this moment, Jiang Yang glanced at the previous page of the book.

It talked about the investment and scams of the British at that time. It mentioned a gold mine in Western Australia. Many British people invested in this project and lost their money. Coincidentally, Jiang Yang remembered that Dr. Sheppard was talking to When the neighbors who planted zucchini met, they talked about this. Shepard failed to invest in the gold mines of Western Australia, so that he failed to travel.

But Poirot failed to invest in an oil field, so he grew zucchini in the countryside.Poirot also said at the time that it was fate that made them neighbors. By the way, Poirot jokingly asked Dr. Sheppard if he had a soft spot for blonde hair.

Jiang Yang remembered that Dr. Shepard's garden was next to Poirot's vegetable garden of zucchini.

"what!"

Jiang Yang happily kissed Li Qingning and ran back to the room.

"This--"

Sister Chen didn't understand, "What happened?"

Li Qingning shook his head.

And Liu Tao, who was in the house, was seeing a shocking scene: Jiang Yang ran in, and while telling Uncle Zhang about the garden and the zucchini vegetable garden, he ran to the computer, clacking and tapping on the keyboard, almost in one go. Write the story down.

"call!"

After writing this paragraph, Jiang Yang stretched his fingers.

He threw himself into the busyness of Uncle Zhang again.

They rearranged the seat of the house and another seat of the manor.

Liu Tao was dumbfounded. This is the writing technique of a genius. He finally knew why Jiang Yang wrote so fast.

The notebook is on.

Liu Tao took a closer look, without beginning or end, and went directly from "...I took the opportunity to sneak to the garden. I always like to play with flowers and plants..." When "I" in the book was pulling out dandelions in the garden, a zucchini flew over, It almost hit "me", it was thrown by a neighbor.

Then, Liu Tao saw Poirot appearing.

Poirot had been growing zucchini for several months, and today he suddenly found the zucchini not pleasing to the eye, so he was about to throw it away. Then he threw it so hard that he threw it over the wall, almost hitting "me", that is, Dr. Sheppard.

Then, the two chatted, and they talked about Hastings's settlement in Argentina, and they talked about their investment failure experience.

Poirot felt that Shepard was very similar to Blackie and gave him a big zucchini.

Absolutely!

Liu Tao was convinced.

He now finally knows what a genius is.

He should not use mortal thinking to speculate on the writing techniques of this genius.

He felt that Jiang Yang must have conceived the meeting of the two in his mind for a long time, but he never found inspiration, so he didn't write it down.

Now I suddenly got inspiration, so I wrote it down in one go.

Don't look at the fast writing, the writing is very good.Poirot and Sheppard met and chatted in a leisurely and natural way, almost in line with "The Mysterious Case at Styles Manor", and it feels quite peaceful to read.

And Liu Tao also felt that he liked this kind of reasoning genre in which the murder happened in a country house.

It is different from the isolated environment and does not have that sense of tension; it is open in space, but the suspects are fixed, so the writing technique is very suitable for the author and the reader to engage in an intellectual competition, allowing the reader to enjoy the fun of reasoning.

In the previous mystery novels, there were mystery novels about country houses or similar scenes.However, it is quite rare that Jiang Yang's writing is so fluent, giving people a unique feeling, and allowing people to enjoy the fun of reasoning.

　midnight

　　Pure music draws on "Sunshine Under the Lemon Tree Afternoon" DEPAPEPE, very nice pure music
　　
　
(End of this chapter)